Flight of the Concords [mod]

[Phoebe Minola]

Phoebe huffed. The airport brought back memories. This was the first place she'd set foot in when she came to Mosaic. She'd waited for hours at the luggage collection area when her suitcase was missing. She'd got lost trying to find a car rental to go looking for her apartment. Everything about her new life in Mosaic had started here.

And then the perimeter dropped and everything went sideways.

Now she was out and about, fighting Shadows and getting involved in this impossible mess that was like straight out of a Stephen King novel. Seriously.

She tentatively peered into the hangar. Empty. Phoebe'd always liked planes. She supposed that came from her dad; a former air force pilot who never really lost his adoration of the machines and the engineering it took to get something this clunky to fly. She actually reached out and stroked the fuselage of the small lear-jet and sighed. How easy would it be to hop on one of these babies and try to fly out of here?

She pulled away from the plane and turned around. Escape was a tempting idea. But she... sort of belonged here, now. She was part of this fight, whether she liked it or not.

[Erithania]

Behold!

Aerial Gigas

Skills
Garula
Viper Smash

Null: Wind
Weakness: Lightning

Floating Hand

Skills
Cell Breaker
Agilao

Null: Fire
Weakness: Ice

[Phoebe Minola]

Phoebe was not surprised when two Shadows turned up. There were always Shadows-- they were becoming an inescapable fact of life in Mosaic. Death and Taxes and Shadows: Certainties of life!

It was becoming a greater frustration for her every day. She turned around to face them and calmly drew her sledgehammer out and summoned her Persona.

Antiope appeared and immediately Phoebe went on the offensive. The burst of fire did very little to the Hand and Phoebe clicked her tongue. No point in continuing that train of attack. She got hit by a powerful arm strike from the Gigas and was knocked backwards, hitting the floor with a thud. She groaned and rolled over to get up, while ordering Antiope to attack. She went for the Gigas with a flurry of stabbing attacks and knocked it backwards, just to get hit by a multi-pronged attack form the Hand that felt like she had been battered by multiple blows and somehow, felt like it was draining her mentally.

"Son of a bitch..." she groaned. "Mazio!"

She cast the double lightning strike against her better judgement but at least it knocked the Gigas on its ass. It also produced a painful spear of headache that throbbed along her skull. She got up and as the Hand pottered over for another go, she smacked it hard with her hammer, sending it flying. The Gigas sprang up but Phoebe managed to dodge the powerful wind blast it created. With her head hurting more every minute, she ordered Antiope to attack again and this time her attack pushed the Gigas back. Phoebe dodged the Hand and went for the Gigas again, landing a powerful hit to the abdomen with her hammer. Still it wouldn't just die and Phoebe was knocked back by another smashing blow from the Gigas.

She hurt all over now. She wanted to crawl off to a corner and whimper... but she couldn't. She could never again do that even if she wanted to. Those days were long gone.

For the struggle is ever-present. We triumph, live and step closer to the truth. Or we fail, die and sink into oblivion.

Instead, she got up, almost mechanically and resumed right on fighting, ignoring the pain in her chest and head. A fire burst finally finished off the Gigas and she turned to the Hand. She punted it once again with the hammer and stood stock still when hit by a blast of fire from it. She shook soot off her hair. Fire was getting less and less bothersome all the time. She attacked it again and Antiope nailed it to the floor with a fast spear attack, just for Phoebe to finish it off with a hammer strike straight to its stupid... ugly little head.

[Erithania]

And then?



Victory.