Shiina

The clicking of a tongue as her little index pops free and presses down on the little blue circle on the window that had popped up in front of her, drawing her name among three on the left side of her vision. It was quite some time since she'd last saw the big ol' kitty cat, and the last time almost costed her her life, but that was a long time and a lot of levels ago. Now the girl was just as sporadic and unperturbed but had the power to back it up. Humming as she'd start to scamper to keep up with her long legged friends, easily dwarfing her by a foot or more. Her armor rattling every step o

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Standard Recovery +4 EN, 244289 | Recovery, CD: 5 (No Proc) Drawing one more note, just a few left before completely done. Right from underneath that tiny hand it all vanishes, “NNNNOOOOOO, so rude,” saying with a grump face as she looks around for a moment and that mood immediately shifts. Flowers, plants and trees everywhere, oh so many. Swiftly getting to her feet, this must be where the next battle starts. Hearing the creatures now, moving her head in that direction of the noises. Shiina picks a large white flower and begins to hum using that lily as a mic. For some reason everything

Standard Recovery +4 EN, No Recovery (out of combat), Press the Attack Refreshed The tiny threats were gone for now, Shiina was dancing around with whatever music she was whistling at the moment. “AND THE FROG GOES BOOM, YUS,” Taking out a sheet of paper in the mess that was currently in that chest piece. Grabbing a crayon, drawing it down. “Perfect,” folding it into an uneven square and dropping it back into the deep dark hole of randomness. Sitting on the ground Shiina started drawing musical notes in the sand, one would see total wildness but with someone that had musical knowledge wou

Standard Recovery +4 EN, No Recovery (out of combat), Press the Attack CD [2/3], Press the Attack Fades The music makes a dead stop, watching the others start to look around, “SWEET were looking for the tiny stuff.” Shiina drops to the ground and starts crawling around on the sandy lot. “I will look down here,” saying as her face was literally inches from the ground. “I FOUND SOMETHING, uh wait never mind.” Unbarring the thing that was spotted it was a shell. “Cool,” readjusting as she plops on her butt. Scraping off the grains from the new toy, most people would call it trash but Shiina

“Meh he’ll be fine,” saying as she pours water out of those tin boots. Hearing Nisa say action, slides those shoes on quickly “OOOH ME FIRST,” getting up and glancing toward the sky, “You better be filming this.” Clearing her throat, pounding on her chest. “Battlefield Overture,” words given clearly in a demanding voice as humming starts to pierce through those lips, closing her eyes as a beat begins with that metal hand and leg. High pitched sound but right on queue as red starts pulsing under those feet. An upbeat in that young voice, it was like a full musical symphony all on its own, a han

Standard Recovery +4 EN, 244103 | Recovery CD: 12 (+8 EN), Press the Attack Refreshed, Hyperactive CD {2/3} A slide of the newly formed sludge across her face, she'd grimace as she'd clear it off with her hand. "Gee good shooting tex, at least take me to dinner first." A wise cracked response toward @Wulfrin as the girl would start to hum. The vocal queues shift to a song but are cut short by a command from Raidou, the nod being the only real followable direction. "Heh, like the pointy stick?" Into her armor she rips out this transparent incandescent prism and tosses it haphazardly to the

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 244089, CD: 5 (No Proc), Hyperactive Refreshed, Press the Attack Fades, Press the Attack CD [2/3] The music was beginning to calm but not fade. Walking next to Raidou touching his arm causing a small shock through his arm, “Don’t pass out book boy,” saying as she listens to Celeste’s question. “OOOhhh this gonna be good,” moving slightly from the group and sitting on the ground with her armor clanking at every movement. Pulling out the back of marshmallows, there weren't very many left. Sprinkles must've gotten a hold of them, Shiina just shrugs at the t

*New Round, Turn Order Shift Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 244032, CD: 3 (No Proc), Hyperactive CD [2/3] Leaning down, shaking her butt in the air as she puts the remaining stuff in her chest piece. One could hear Sprinkles hissing, Shiina could feel him moving around sporadically, assumingly dodging what was dropped inside. Smacking her metal, “Stop that,” glancing back to the group with a huge over exaggerated deep breath. The day was growing longer and these peeps needed an upper. Tapping her foot, and with each tap a ripple of red. That beat gets faster, more pronounced as it s

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 244021, CD: 8 (+8 EN), Press the Attack Refreshed With a huge swallow, Shiina leans forward and starts whipping her hands on the ground. It didn’t get the sticky off it just managed to make those tiny little palms in metal black. Shrugging, a hum began to permeate from the lips as eyes wandered to each individual. It seemed as though Simmone’s breath was a bit worse for wear, Raidou could use an upper and Celeste was breathing heavily. Even the red head looked like she could use it the most, the merchant was the dramatic one. Walking up to the woman plac

Combat Ends Here, Rhino's Horn Reset, Standard Recovery +4 EN, Press the Attack CD [2/3], Hyperactive Refreshed Watching the people on the boulder intensely, there was nothing coming out, at least for the moment. “YUUUSSSSS,” as she starts digging through her bag and chest piece. Running to one of the lava pits with those tiny arms full of a bunch of stuff. Dropping the randomness on the ground and she starts quickly spreading them out. Tearing the bag of marshmallows open makes them go all over. Seeing charcoal coated mallows, they were going to be roasted anyway. “It will burn faster,”

Standard Recovery +4 EN, 243974 | Recovery CD: 12 (+8 EN), Hyperactive Refreshed, Press the Attack Fades, Press the Attack CD {2/3} "Keep it going..." The girl breaks the words off mid sentence while talking at Wulfrin. Picking it back up in the most nuanced way she knew how "You.~" Flashing him a pair of thumbs up, before her index on both hands slide out creating a peachy pair of machine guns. "Let her rip, Commanding Vivace!" A puff of her cheeks as she slaps her left hand under her right, and cocks her index like the slide of a firearm. "BANG" the girl squeals and a wave of energy rip

Standard Recovery +4 EN Pumping her fists in front of her face, visually confirming her excitement and shoring up her vigor like a champ. Shiina starts to hum, causing the ground to swell and rumble with the volume and tone. A wave of red rushed from her, casting the upper half of her face in shadow. The engulfed ring and symbol blaze to life, spinning as if response. The girl's stamina bar ticks down a fair margin and that thing locks in place, as a cacophony of voices join in with her produced track. Unfurling her fingers and reaching down below her waist on both sides, she pulls up on

Press the attack Refreshed, Standard Recovery +4 EN Shiina on the other hand had no hesitation, moving up and grabbing a handful of chain links at the center. Like two feet in front of Nisa or more, and with a bit of squirming the girl was immediately alert to the fact that whatever it was was fuckin’ hefty. “Woah.” Her eyes look down the length of the chain where it leads, with the thoughts of whatever was on the other end racing to create all manner of make believe results that would be drastically off kilter as she stared at the sand. As she got stuck in her own day dream, dangling fro

Press the Attack Fades, Press the attack CD [1/3], Standard Recovery +4 EN The song stops once the crab dies, and Shiina who was singing the whole time inhales like a fish out of water. “Woof….” the girl decrees as she wipes her head, and pulls herself off her own knees. Perking back up with the wind returning to her lungs, she looks to see what the rest of her team is doing. Simmone just poked the crab, Celeste is just slowly dragging her beeg sword. Setsuna was, who fuckin even knew. Oh, Nisa. The thought got stuck in her head like glue, looking around to find a booty growing out of the

Practically jumping out of her skin at the possibility and mystery, a fact which was only increased by how much showmanship Nisa was putting into it. “BOY AM I!” Shiina squeals, rushing into position. Hopping up and down, the revelry had her acting like a fangirl. The shattering of sand causes her to snap to attention, and without warning immediately starts to sing. The other players minus Celeste didn’t even have their weapons drawn before they started to vibrate with power. The tone escaping Shiina’s lips was clearly having an effect on not only them but the ground beneath her feet as a larg

-SPLASH- “YOU CAN’T PROVE IT!” yelling as the cold water sinks her and the armor. “HELP I’M…” Not finishing that statement as her feet find the ground. “Oh,” starting to laugh as she walks out of the water. Looking around very confused, “Wait how’d I get here,” glancing down at the rope, eyes following it to Simmone’s hands. “Right okay,” pulling the thick yarn over her head. Peeking down her chest piece, “Where is sprinkles,” before anyone could answer there was hissing at rapid intervolts and splashing coming from behind her. Smiling, turning and grabbing him from the water. Apparently Felix

Rainbows scattering through her brain, Shiina was climbing up the counter and starting to upheave the back shelves. Her intention? The glass bottles still dry as a bone in the desert. Each leave a distinct ring where the thing is plucked from, where the dust had no ability to reach. The shelves themselves begin to fall apart, as if the bottles on top were somehow carrying their weight. Like a fiend, they are cast backward by the girl and shatter against the table. One crashes out the window and rolls off into the water below. This lasts for only a few moments before a gloved hand snatches her

Shiina continued her pace, a hop and a skip. The songstress was clearly marching to the beat of her own drum, the widest and most chipper smile plastered on her face and not a dang thing could take it away. She was always just happy to be along for the ride, despite wherever it might lead. After all, why should she be concerned? Looking over to Simmone as she’d screech like a bird of prey outraged at some transgressor. “It's ok, pretty sure if it was a troll’s ass that there would at least be something festive. Maybe colorful. You think there will be music? How about a buffet. I wonder wh

A Drink on The House | 243585, CD: 9 -> Dry, Red Wine All the sudden everyone seemed to be in a whole lot of strange moods, Setsuna was scared and Raidou was doing the explaining like usual. Simmone however seemed all smiles. "What is it?" Shiina poked the side of the glass. "MAGIC JUICE!? ME NEXT!" Shiina did her stereotypical jump to conclusions and caution be damned she wanted in on the fun. Grabbing it in both hands like a bowl, she'd suck it down in an abrupt sucking noise. Some makes it down, some does not and instead oozes out of her mouth and nose like a leaky spigot. "Bleh, it

Travel Back | 243581, LD: 5 -> The storm becomes severe and downs a tree in the road before you. Shiina perks up and notices the crow screeching as well, yet to her its nothing more then squawking. "Agreed, its boring and WERE THE ONLY FUCKERS OUT HERE!" Raising the volume of her voice to overshadow the bird, which in turn sends a spiral of lightning through the sky above. A heavy downpour starts within seconds sending her straight into wet rat mode. Knotted hair shrinks against her face like a spiderweb. A tree lands on the dock right in their path. "Yep, that tracks. No wonder everyo

Unloading the Cargo | 243577, LD: 5 -> You see a small creature about the size of a rat, but some otherworldly monstrosity you could never even imagine. It shrieks and runs away into the shadows. "Wha?" Shiina perks her head to the side, becoming silent trying her best to hear what her companion was trying to point out. "I dun hear anything? Girl you getting hearing problems already?" Shiina quips as she'd wander deeper into the bow of the ship. Managing to only find Setsuna down in the bottom. "Where'd book boi... Bro found a library on here or something didn't he. Guess girls got to

*Thump Thump Thump* Like a bull in a china shop, the girl was extremely subtle. Plate armor on crappy wooden duct taped together docks wasn't exactly going to give her any amount of secrecy. "Kinda lame." She'd quip in a dismissive twist of her tone, given out here there wasn't much to do. No NPC's to bother, it was like legit going to a birthday by yourself. Floors in the past had something to interact with, yet in this hodunk there wasn't and Shiina was instinctually bored being the social butterfly she was. Outside the door, she picks up a sheet of wood, a bit of chain still dangling off of

*New Round, Turn Order Fix Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236975, CD: 4 (No Proc), Battle Healing/Holy Blessing +70 HP, Press the Attack Refreshed, Hyperactive CD [2/3] Hands on knees, slouched over out of breath, fast breathing, too fast. All that dancing around was making her a bit tired. Weird, maybe the sugar wore off. Pulling her chest plate forward as she tried to grab a cup cake from her stash. Something was holding real tight to the food, head pops down finding that Sprinkles was holding it close gnawing on it. “RUDE THAT'S MINE,” Shiina yells out. To everyone else it sounde

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery: 236954, CD: 8 (+8 EN), Press the Attack CD [2/3], Press the Attack Fades Underneath all that music Shiina was sneakily watching each dude and dudettes. Eyeing each one, with a twirl and a humming upbeat. Gaze falls upon the last, Raidou. He was ever so slouched. That was never him, always so prime and stoic, great posture. This was abnormal and Shiina was going to fix him, “BOOK BOY OH boy do I got an upper for you.” Skipping toward the man, placing both hands on his back. Raidou jerks forward a little and turns, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his