"We'reallgonnadiewe'reallgonnadiewe'erallgonnadie!"
Trying to shake off the effects of their leaders 'inspiring' vote of confidence the Senshi prepared themselves for the fight of their lives as th egiant red head of the dragon turned in their direction. At least now Usagi was on her feet, even if her knees were doing credible imitations of freshly shaken jelly.
Of course she was by no means alone in the fact that she was utterly terrified.
Ami had used her Mercury computer to scan the dragons ealier blast an was having a hard time keeping herself from running in mindless fear. According to what her trusty computer told her the beasts ealier blast was of a power equal to that of a small hydrogen bomb(yes Ranma/Slyfer was holding back. The only thing that had saved the Senshi from joining the Youma army in oblivion was that the hte destructive energies of the blast had somehow been limited to the general are around the point of impact.
Makoto was also pretty damned scared. As something of a street fighter the Senshi of thunder and nature had a certain level of talent for judging just how strong a potential opponent could be. It wasn't a skill persay, more of an ability that was two parts obsveration and one part intuition. She'd spent the last hour pouring her most powerful attacks into those Youma, and had only been able to take out a bare dozen. Then this thing came along and blasted away several hundered of them the way she would swat a mouse. All her instincts were screaming at her not to pick this fight.
Rei was hiding her fear behind a mask of anger. How dare this thing threaten them, how dare it! However behind her thin protection her fear buzed like a swarm of wasps. She, perhaps more that the others, had some glimmer of just what they were up against. While all the others could see the destruction the behemoth had wrought and could make estimates of its power rei was a trained, and talented, shrine maiden. As such she could see the spiritual and divine auras of people and objects. To date the purest spirit she'd ever seen was Usagi when she dropped the 'crybaby' act. The stronget divine aura had been her shrines sacred fire.
They compared to the dragon like campfires to a star.
She knew, they weren't up against some demon or dark spirit. They were up against a real 'wrath of Heaven' god.
Minakos fear was somewhat more primal, but none the less no less intense that the others. When she'd been little one of her earliest memories had been of her mother telling her tales of dragons kidnapping princesses and hiding them away in deep dark caves. As she'd grown up Minako had dreamed of being both the princess, waiting for her handsome prince, and the hero, there to rescue the cute hunk who would be oh so grateful. Now, as she watched those two jaws full of very sharp teeth drawing closer, all her old fears began to crawl out of the forgotten reccesses of her memory and she wondered how she'd ever been nieve enough to believe that she could slay a dragon.
By far the simplest in her fear was Usagi, her though proccess basically went:-We'reallgonnadiewe'reallgonnadiewe'erallgonnadiei'mnevergoingtoseeMamoruagainwe'reallgonnadiewe'reallgonnadiewe'erallgonnadiei'mnevergoingtofulfillmydreamoftastingalltheicecreamflavousinthewourldWe'reallgonnadiewe'reallgonnadiewe'erallgonnadie....- and so on.
Deep in her fortress Queen Beryl was trying to work out what was going on. At first she'd been angry that the dragon had destroyed her forces. But since it looked like it was about to do the same to the Senshi she supposed that she might be willing to let the afront slide, if it consented to be her servent.
Ranma wass running into the slight problem that he'd just found out that his new throat wasn't well adapted to speaking Japanese, all that came out were hisses and low roars that just served to further frighten the girls. The only reason they hadn't yet attacked was that he'd made no hostile act towards them. Then, as with when he'd firast trasformed, the shape sifted martial artist felt informatin welling up from some deep hidden source within himself.
* GREETINGS DAUGHTER AND FAVOURED SERVENTS OF SELENE. FAR TOO LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE MINE EYES BEHELD THEE. PRAY TELL, WHAT QUEST HAS DRAWN THEE FROM THY CELESTIAL HOMES AND BROUGHT YOU TO THIS FRIDGED WASTELAND TO BATTLE A FORCE SO MUCH MORE NUMEROUS THAN YOURSELVES! *
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(Posted Sat, 17 May 2003 21:44)
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