☈ strike #07 (action)

[thestormishere]

[ So. Even though there seems to be an 'experiment' in full swing this week, several days later Lightning still has yet to be affected for some reason. Not that she's complaining, of course, considering she has several new problems on her hands anyway-- namely, the recent appearance of both Hope and Sazh to Luceti. Talk about complicated. Needless to say, Soldier Girl here needs another outlet; therefore, she has decided to develop a new skill:

Knife-throwing.

Because clearly, being a superpowered, magic-slinging former-sergeant trained in the use of a gunblades and bazookas and airships and who knows what else doesn't make her quite dangerous enough. Yeah, she knows the basics of using a knife in hand, and she can throw one fairly decently already, but that... is not enough.

And so she's practicing, outside near the forest and in a particularly snowy patch of ground- this is because not only is she working on her ability to toss sharp objects, but is trying to improve her maneuverability in the snow at the same time as well. After all, you never know when something like that might become important.

She probably makes an interesting sight too, holding a knife out in front of her like she's taking aim, but then turning around completely and launching herself backwards into not just one flip, but two - briefly touching down between them, off-hand braced in the snow - before flinging the knife mid-flight. However, although the weapon hits her target, once Lightning has bounced to a stop and surveyed the throw, she still seems unsatisfied (you know, despite pulling that off at all in the first place).

So she does it again, and again, and again, until finally, she feels like she's gotten a little better and gets ambitious enough to try something a little different. Setting her feet, she picks up a knife in both hands, jumps back again and-- abruptly loses her equilibrium in the air, so that the knives go flying off-course entirely, and she goes crashing down unceremoniously with a bark of surprise. A moment later, she's rolled to her feet, looking bewildered and displeased, and a moment after that, she looks down and notices that she's no longer herself. Again. ]

... Oh.

[ Yeah. "Oh" is right, considering she's suddenly several years younger, with longer hair and a face that's far more used to smiling than frowning-- her little sister, Serah's, actually. Furthermore, despite so many others getting to keep them, for the time being she's been stripped of her powers completely. If you... just got a knife to the kidney, then sorry, blame the Malnosso, and hopefully it didn't go too deep?

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Comments

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[Hello, shriek. No knife in the kidney, thankfully. There is one embedded deep into the tree trunk just to Aerith's right, though, so she's rather wide-eyed for the moment, her hand over her mouth.

Not looking herself either, though a lot like herself if she were fifteen years older and leaner.]

Careful!

[oncebright.livejournal.com]

[Mogget's too low to the ground for the knife to really do that much damage, though that doesn't stop him from hissing at not!Lightning.]

Is throwing knives at passerby a common pastime of yours?

because they can't ever meet when looking like themselves amirite

[themoonfavors.livejournal.com]

[winged_moon had been lurking in one of the trees at the edge of the forest, contemplating all the things he would love to do to the Malnosso for trapping him in this form (http://download.minitokyo.net/Clow.Reed.405688.jpg), and when the woman arrived and started her practice he'd chosen to simply remain still and not call attention to himself. At least... not until something goes awry and one of the blades comes flying up at the branch where he sits half-concealed. He automatically deflects it with a shield of hardened air, but when he drops to a lower branch with the intention of irritably asking what the woman thinks she's doing he pauses.

Oh indeed.

So here he'll just kind of stare and frown disapprovingly instead of saying anything. If she'd care to notice and/or acknowledge the watcher in the tree.]

[swordboning.livejournal.com]

[Thankfully, Shirou was really good at this kind of thing. Something he could brag about, sadly. So he watched intently, still kind of stuck in his own girlfriend's body.

And unfortunately, that stray knife flies right at him. Ever the swordsman, a sword literally does appear in his hand and he knocks the knife to the side.]

Whoa!