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By the sound of things it appeared like some insurgents were still alive and kicking outside of the building, fighting the two men on top of the roof. They were certainly persistent, he had to give them credit for that.

...and so was the man at the top of the ladder trying to make things difficult for him. He'd have fun killing him for all of the stuff he was pulling. Rez was very strong so managed to stay on and make decent progress despite any setbacks, slowly but steadily making his way to his target. As the grenade went down and he heard his opponents scamper off across the roof, carrying out the plan they were loudly discussing a moment ago. At this point his slow and steady progress turned into a mad climb up the remaining rungs of the ladder, almost lunging upwards to take it two rungs at a time with his robotic legs, pulling himself up and over the ledge just as the explosion went off below him, making it look like another movie scene with his second close call of the night. Only problem was...he dropped his freaking' pistol during all of that chaos! His poor companion was likely blown to smithereens so was not even worth checking on after this was all said and done.

This also left him unarmed at the moment besides the fire that had now enveloped his upper body, signifying it was ready for use. He held out his hands and sent it blasting off like a flamethrower, across the gap in the building to target the two men. This would either take them out or force them to scramble away, allowing him time to get a better defense going or maybe even press the attack.
I all of a sudden feel like doing an unranked fight where I control a group of power ranger-like color coded teenagers who attempt and fail to take on a monster.
"Bad guys, bad guys, get to kill some bad guys," Listia sung lightly to herself, twirling her sword around in a playful manner as she skipped her way to the fortress entrance with all of the skill and agility of an elf. Apparently someone had taken notice of her talents and offered her a handsome amount of cash to help stop a couple of evil doers from acquiring a certain tome here, but in all honesty she would have paid them for the chance to get in on the action if it had come to that. The bad guys here were especially bad and especially strong, so put those two things together and they became her current top priority for execution. Her sword, the grand judge, had only briefly deliberated with the grand jury, all of these people actually being spirits inside of her sword, and they had come to this unanimous decision in nearly record time. Time to seal their fate within the next 10 minutes or so and then move on to the next judgment. She had people to execute and places to see, after all, running a tight schedule. Not that she found it tiresome. It was her time off that was tiresome.

"Let's be serious for this one, Grand Executioner," the Grand Judge hummed at her through vibrations from the blade. "I predict us needing our full power."

"Yes sir! Just letting all of this out of my system now so I can focus later," she replied, although her hands were still shaking with anticipation. She had trouble focusing when she got this excited over a new judgment. Luckily some of the other spirits who could synchronize with her body had more mellow personalities to incorporate into her own to help relax her further. Speaking of that, she should probably get that in order pretty soon, but for now, she caught sight of the giant armored guy that was clearly her help, so she made her way over to him with a large grin on her face.

"Hello, I'm Listia, Grand Executioner and Saint of Litoree," she introduced herself while extending out her left hand for a shake, her right one still twirling her sword lightly through her fingers. Due to the size difference of nearly two feet she had to reach high up, almost as if a salute. They certainly looked like an odd couple, made more evident by the fact that he was in full armor and she was more bordering on indecent exposure. However, she felt like they would somehow get along just fine. They both loved judgment, and that was the main thing that mattered.
Due to having the title of grand executioner, her sword's title will be grand judge rather than high judge. No need to edit the character sheet for this fact, but letting you guys know what's now canon.

EDIT: At the end of the battle, Listia should judge Judgment!
Did I ever mention that Itsuki is my answer to the question "is there such a thing as a killer genki girl?"

Gratuitous Japanese ho!


Anyone who watches anime knows that Japanese schoolgirls are the most powerful and potentially dangerous demographic. That's what scares off all of the alien attacks.

I'm going to create a team of fighters on earth for my multiverse and of course Japan will be represented in it. Beware, the schoolgirls are coming...(ominous music starts playing)

<Snipped quote by GreivousKhan>

I say you decide the posting order once you engage in combat, arranging it depending on who is fighting whom. And yes, i am the judge.

BTW, i assume that since you have started the fight, everybody is comfortable with Judgment's power level?


Yes. Yes.

(Insert Bison meme here)
Since Thar actually lost, I may have Important proceed to the second round instead. I had done a dice roll to decide that.


I'm fine either way.
I'll post after work.
If only MelonHead wasn't around to tarnish my record.

*wrings hands as I plot his demise
I edited my character sheet with the stated things.
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