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Who: Fox, Ray, Auria, Roxas, Kairi
What: Fox has accepted a Hunt for a White Mousse, but with her lack of offensive magic, she thought it best to ask for help.
Where: The poster reported the quarry hanging around the Crystal Fissure. The crew meets at the bailey.
When: Noonish Saturday
Status: Ongoing

Fox leaned on a wall in the bailey, checking her equipment for the umpteenth time. She wasn't sure if she should bother with the incendiary arrows she'd been playing around with or not, though she'd brought them anyway. They might not be useful against the Mark, but there were other monsters around. Case in point, just on her way to the bailey, she'd fought a friggin' Bandcoeurl. It had escaped... but not before she'd cut a whisker off. She had two options with that: tease Roxas with it since Coeurls seemed to unsettle him and possibly have the loot destroyed, or keep it and find out how much it would sell for. Supposedly, Coeurl whiskers had magic properties.

She was early and she was the one who'd set the time. Which really wasn't that odd. She was generally on time when the departure time was under her control. So... with nothing better to do but wait and keep checking over her stuff... she waited and checked over her stuff.

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Ray stopped dead where she was as the slime covered her allies. Somehow, she'd avoided it by sheer luck, though it had just missed her. Some of it was on her shoes, which she glanced at with distaste before laughing at the whole situation. Even on a serious mission like this, they managed to get themselves in such ridiculous situations.

"So, Fire, right?" she asked between chuckles.

The sliming wasn't funny. It was a distraction and a hindrance. They had another problem as well. This was a large monster and this was a tight space. And the monster, by whatever means it had available, was winding up to take a swing at him. He dodged it, barely, and gave it Fire spell to distract it. Judging by its reaction, Fire was definitely the way to go.

"I think we should try to get it out to a more open spot," he suggested, "It's a little tight in here for fighting."

As if to punctuate that point, the Mousse cast a strong water spell his way, the force of soaking spell slamming him into the jagged wall of the Fissure. It could've been worse, though. It could've impaled him on one of the sharp bits of crystal sticking off of the wall. Thankfully, it hadn't and he could hope that that little display demonstrated the need to try to lure the monster out into the open.

Not that it seemed like the monster would need much motivation to follow. If it didn't want to do bad things to them, it could've stayed up on the ceiling and let them pass unharmed.

Fox agreed. She also gave the creature a small Fire spell and taunted it for good measure. That did seem to get its attention, judging by its response.

The response was to cast its water spell again and give chase. Fox darted out into the Maw, possibly squealing like a stuck pig...

Ray started to laugh outright when she heard Fox, but ran out into the Maw without another word. She had her Fire magic ready; she just needed a chance to properly attack it...

Roxas also found himself suppressing a chuckle at the absurd squealing as he followed them out to the Maw. At least the Mousse was moving out to a more open space where it would hopefully be easier to deal with. He doubted that only one spell could kill it, but since he knew what was needed and the thing was too focused on the squealing Refugee, he figured he might as well go ahead give the slimeball a good Firaga. While it would likely draw the monster's attention to him, that shouldn't be a problem. There were others around to take advantage of that.

Not surprisingly, the Mousse retaliated with that Water spell again. Better prepared this time, Roxas was able to dodge it... or at least avoid a full force blast of it. He still got wet. As a matter of fact, if it retaliated with that spell enough, things could get dangerous. As long as no one was stupid enough to cast Thunder, they should be fine...

Roxas wasn't the only one amused over the squealing, and Kairi had to quickly cover her mouth to hide the giggles.

Though...with her sword unable to do much damage, and her only magic being cure, Kairi was beginning to feel a bit useless. There wasn't much she could do here besides make sure everyone lived though the fight.

Noise behind her caught her attention and she turned - just in time to avoid a claw swipe. The wolf growled at her and she swallowed a bit before moving into an offensive position. If she couldn't help defeat the actual target, she could at least help keep away the other ones from attacking them.

Fox couldn't do a whole hell of a lot to the Mousse besides distract it. She'd sheathed her sword some time ago and gotten the bow out, deciding it better to distract the beast with arrows than waste her magic. She could retrieve the arrows after it died.

She heard the wolf growl and caught the movement out of the corner of her eye as it went for Kairi. Tense, then relieved when it missed, Fox grumbled. Not going as planned...

There were more wolves besides the one. Figuring Ray and Roxas could handle the Mousse, Fox turned her attention to the wolves, giving the second one to show up an arrow in the throat.

"If anyone needs healing, let me know!" she hollered, stowing the bow and going for her sword again.