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Guh...S-shion...

[Sadly, that's about all he can choke out since 99% of his airway is blocked by Shion's hand and his own blood. Alas.]

[That just make Shion smirk] You seemed so shocked by my attack. Was it truly that much of a surprise?

[Please call again later.]

First Aid!!

[Have some healing, Mu! It's the best she can do for right now. But when the minor healing spell is done, she's drawing her little blade and facing Shion.]

Put him down! Please!

[That spell startles Shion, but not enough for him to drop Mu. However he does loosen his hold a little as he looks over at her in amusement] And why should I do that?

Because you're hurting him! Now let him go!

[She shifts her stance, circular blade fully visible. She will totally attempt to fight you if she has to. She is that feisty.]

Your spirit is commendable, but ultimately futile. I have no need to listen to you, and you do not have a prayer of making me.

[Maybe not, but she has to try! Have a young girl rushing at you...]

I said, put him down!

((OoC: Seriously, feel free to kick her ass if that's what it comes down to. She'll eventually retreat. ... Or get knocked unconscious. You know, whatever happens.))

[The spell rejuvinates Mu a little, and he manages to squirm enough to look over.]

M-Marta! Get away....

Mu! Hold on, I can help you! First Aid!

[Another minor healing spell. Come on, please have the strength to pull free...!]

[Another little pick me up!]

I'll be alright! Get out of here!

But you're in trouble! I can't just leave you!

[Because arguing is totally helping. Right, Marta.]

Go, Marta!

[She winces. She doesn't want to go, but Mu's protests... She glances at Shion. If this guy can keep Mu at bay, then yes, Marta is probably in way over her head. She's actually beginning to see as much. She wants to help, but she probably won't be able to.

Reluctantly... she nods her understanding to Mu, turns, and flees.]

[She'd sensed the darkness and came with a plead that another of her saints hadn't fallen to the shadows. But at the sight of Shion she opens herself to her cloth, letting it cover her body. Mu would need the healing she could give and Shion...]

Shion! Stop this! Just what has happened to that noble heart of yours?!

[Shion almost seems to smile. This was more than he had hoped for]. So Athena has come herself! This is surprising. You even come speaking as if you know me!

A...the....

[nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnope, just kinda gonna...pass out now k?]

[Don't worry Mu, she's planting the butt of her staff against the ground and standing her ground.]

You are my trusted Pope, Shion. I chose you at the closing of the last war with Hades. [Before she went off to die. A gold glow suffuses her being as she seeks the answer to why her saint is clothed in a Surplice.]

[His grip on Mu's throat slips a little as he stares at her blankly for a moment] Just what sort of trick are you trying to pull against me?

It's no trick. I remember the day I first beheld you with Dohko as Gold Saints. Sisyphus said he saw potential in the both of you. [She takes a careful step closer, subtly lest he see it.]

Please, try to remember.

[He scowls, something about that bringing up thoughts he can't just ignore] Stop speaking as if you know me! That is not the truth!

Yes, it is Shion. Do you remember your teacher? Do you remember what he entrusted you with during this holy war?

[Something flickers at the back of his mind. Visions that he had dismissed as mere dreams or fantasy. He tries to push them back, but it's much, much harder with Athena's words ringing his mind. He snarls in annoyance and drops Mu, but only so he can lash out at Athena with his whip] Enough of these games!

Armour of light, halt physical might. Protect!

[The man who is chanting is standing some distance behind Shion. Braska is holding a staff (http://oi55.tinypic.com/5fnqcz.jpg) horizontal in his hands, his expression grave and focused. In front of the woman, small spheres of light draw a circle in the air, and within that shape, light blue hexagons form a half-shell of Protective magic (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEdx1N2gooA&t=0m48s).

After the spell is done, he lets go with one hand and resumes his usual pose (http://media.animegalleries.net/albums/userpics/18897/braska.jpg). Although it seems non-threatening, it is his battle stance.

Hopefully, that will distract him, at least momentarily, Braska thinks. If not, then she will suffer less damage from his attack.]

Edited 2011-12-24 07:30 (UTC)

[Sasha raises her staff to catch the lash of the whip but the end would have smacked her in the face if not for the spell suddenly cast. The wings of her cloth (http://www.mangareader.net/saint-seiya-the-lost-canvas/222/10) spread out Gold light begins to seep from her body like a miasma.] They're not games! What happened to you, Shion? Hades is gone, pushed back into Eyslion!

[She risks a glance at Braska and smiles once, shifting her focus back to Shion.] You're a good man. I chose you because of your heart and your courage to face what comes next!

[Shion glances between her and Braska, wondering what the heck had just happened with his attack] I serve my Lord Hades, and he will not be banished so easily! You might have allies even here Athena, but you are not going to win so easily! [But his voice is shakier than it was a moment ago. The visions her words are calling up are clashing with what his mind is telling him is the truth. He lashes out again with the whip, dark fire burning along it's length this time.]

[How beautiful, that cloth. Braska's never seen such magic before. Although the man is striking again, it's evident that the Protect is serving its purpose, and it's clear that the woman is capable of taking care of herself. There's someone else who needs Braska's help right now.

He steps forward to the other man who is lying on the ground and kneels to examine his wounds. He murmurs:] Fear not, friend. I am here to soothe your pain. [Perhaps he's unconscious, but, well. It's the thought that counts okay.

Braska stands again, holding his staff high with one hand.] You shall be restored. Full-Life. [Warm-colored light (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100420211026/finalfantasy/images/4/4a/FFX_Full-Life.png) illuminates Mu's body, and feathers of light flutter around him.]

[Mu hit the ground with a thud, and it's a long minute before he moves again. He manages to roll himself onto his side, but can't lift himself up. He's useless here. He manages a mournful look at Athena - he wants to help her so much it hurts, but he can't.

The stranger....not a stranger, really, but he didn't know the man well. He was...he could protect. He could...heal?

The light he cast eased much of the immediate pain, though, Mu notes, not all of it. He hauls himself up to a half-sitting position. His head is swimming and it's hard to focus, but he can see what's going on now.

To Braska he nods thanks, and starts pulling himself to his feet]

He was banished. You were selected as pope to prepare for the next holy war! [Athena argues as she moves to block Shion's path should he attempt to go for Mu and the stranger. She raises her shield in an attempt to stave off the flames, the protect spell helping lessen the strike's effect.]

[Shion notices her movement, but he just backs up, looking for a better opening. He doesn't like the way this conversation is going. There's too many uncertainties being raised in him. This isn't how he had pictured a confrontation with Athena. He can almost see himself dressed as Pope, but he knows that's now how things are suppose to be!] I do not know how you have managed to get into my head, but I will be sure to make you pay for it!

[Saga appears in his Gemini Cloth in front of the Goddess and the Aries Saint, using his own body as a shield to them. He looks at Shion with a deadly gaze, still his Cosmo was unsettled.] If you insist on hurting my Goddess and my brother, you leave me no choice but to fight you... Spectre.

[My, my. What exactly did Braska stumble upon this time?]

[Ahem, er -- Anyway.

Braska helps up the man he healed. Quietly, in hopes he won't attract the attention of the one with the whip:] How are you feeling?

[Life can be... disorienting, especially on those who haven't had the spell cast on them before, and more so when it's Full-Life. Being jerked back to consciousness does that, after all. In addition, Braska doesn't know if the spell fully worked. The Plane, he has gathered, is a strange place, and it's clear these people have their own magics, and so maybe Spiran magic doesn't work quite the same on them. If he isn't fully healed, then Braska will have to cast the Cure spells. He wishes he had potions on him, but, well. You know what they say, "you can't take it with you"...]

Better than I did a moment ago...Was that your doing?

[His voice is a bit hoarse still, from having had his windpipe compressed, and he leans on Braska a bit more than he'd like - and he aches...

But the arrival of Saga terminates that train of thought. Even moreso his words. He looks back to Braska, as the weight of Saga being there really hits him.]

It's best if you and I go now...this may become violent before long.

Yes, it was. I am highly trained in the healing magic of my world.

[Braska remains where he is, and as such he can see the others that Mu turns to look towards. Seeing all four of them like this... It is clear they are from the same world just from that alone, even without the other's words speaking of my Goddess and my brother. Braska isn't sure if he should get any more involved than he already has. Ronso take care of Ronso problems, after all, but... The situation certainly seems dire. Surely, his magic could still be of use.]

If it does, I am more than capable of holding my own. [Here, Braska smiles, but it's different from the other smiles Mu has seen on his face. This one is wry, and perhaps there is more age on his face, more battle-born hardiness.] I cannot say I know what is going on, but I am absolutely certain that I can still be of help.

Saga, remember this is still Shion. There has to be something wrong for this to happen. Hades is banished, and the war is over. [Sasha states as she steps slightly to the side, staff lowered like a declaration of war. The massive power of a Goddess rises off her as she leaves her humanity behind to operate solely as the deity she is.]

I'm not inside your mind, I'm speaking of the true you that lies within your heart!

[Again she looks back to the other two, shifting so she can still keep an eye on Shion.]

Thank you for your help, on behalf of myself and my saints I'm glad you're here.

[Shion is not happy to see Saga. He doesn't care what Mu's doing...the Aries Saint hadn't even raised a hand to defend himself. But this Saint, this is one he knows will not go down as quietly.] Move, Gemini! I do not have time to deal with you! Reincarnation! [He isn't sure if that attack will hit, although if it does Saga will be trapped in a vision that makes him relive every sin he believes he has committed. It will only last a few moments in real time, but Shion hopes it will give him pause at least.]

My heart Athena? Why do you know about my heart? And how do you know so much about what is in my mind? [There's a desperate edge to his voice now.]

[He adopts an offensive position] I know... Athena. [He knew something was wrong. Still, he hoped that this was just his unstable imagination...

Saga glances back to Mu and the stranger who healed him, then back to Shion. But as Sasha rises her divine Cosmo, Saga does the same with his, waiting for any attack Shion would send against them.]

[And he did. Saga covers himself with both arms, but instead his own mind gets immersed into a fog of visions: about his late childhood, when he used to be selfish and strict to his twin brother Kanon, about his own hidden greed to become the Holy Father on his teens, his envy towards Aioros...

Saga slightly groans at those visions, his eyes narrowing and starting to lose balance on his stance... fighting against it.]

[To Braska first:] I don't know what Shion is capable of right now, or if his power has grown any. If you choose to stay, be cautious.

[Saga's reactions catch his attention then, and Mu lets a small tendril of his Cosmo reach for the Gemini, brushing against Saga's Cosmo like a pinch to the back of his hand, to refocus him on the here and now. He doesn't know what Shion is doing, but given Saga's actions, it seems an illusory trick.]

[From there he lumbers forward a step, meaning to assist in taking Shion down...but he can't. Oh he steps well enough, but his Cosmos refuse to fire against the Saint-come-Spectre. This is why he'd been beaten so easily - even in self defence, there was no way he could ever raise his hand against Shion, possessed or not. It's as difficult to contemplate as attacking Athena. He simply cannot.]

[This is going to be a problem. For now, Mu waits. If he has to, he has enough energy to get Braska and Athena far away, but it's best not to rush...]

[She sends some of her cosmos at Saga to aid him in breaking free while facing Shion.] Because you are one of my saints! You and Dohko, fought so hard in this war. You lost friends, allies, and comrades to it! Yet you continued on and journeyed even into the Lost Canvas.

I know you're a just and honorable man. This. Isn't you! [And like the sea rising up, she turns the burning light of her cosmos on him, staff pointed at his chest.]

[this, THIS, is exactly why Wash thinks there should be some sort of proper security force around the Plane. the moment he spots this going on, he readies his pistol, and aims it for Shion's head, but doesn't fire. instead, he turns on his voice amplifier]

Hold it right there! Let him go, or I will make you.

[Shion doesn't seem phased by the gun pointed at him. In fact all he does is look over in a mildly interested way.]

Do you really think that you can?

[his aim doesn't waver at all]

This thing isn't exactly a water pistol or anything. [Wash squeezes off a shot--but adjusts his aim at the last second, focusing it an inch to the side of Shion's helmet]

Do you want another demonstration? Or have I made my point?

[Shion jerks his head reflexively, but he only narrows his eyes in annoyance. He reaches down to free the whip at his waist] I do not respond well to threats.

Well, that certainly got your attention anyway, huh? [he tries not to sound cocky, but he is mildly amused at the thought of what a mere whip can do against his armor]

So I suggest you let your hostage go or you will find a bullet lodged somewhere you don't want it.

[Shion just give him a Look. He does not like this man's tone.] You will regret it if you do not leave and mind your own business.

Sorry, but it kind of is my business now. [his tone is so not apologetic] I can't exactly walk away, not when you've gone through the trouble of threatening me.

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