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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: KajiKitsune on January 23, 2007, 11:27:20 PM
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Name:Kaji
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species: Fire Fox
Hair Color/Style: Fire Goddess Rikku
Eye Color: Red
Height: about 5' 10"
Weight: Slender
Element: Fire
Background story:
Kaji is a manufactured fox humanoid who just escaped from a laboratory called BioCorp. She can't remember much of her childhood because she has been thrown into BioCorp when she was only a young pup. As Kaji grew, the scientists in BioCorp taught her everything there is to know what is going on outside the four blank walls. She learned how to speak English, walk like a normal human being, and eat human food.
The story begins...
A little more farther and I'm free! Kaji thought as she sprinted towards to the open gate, leading into the woods. The alarms blaring in the dusk, signalling every staff to capture the escaped creature.
Finally, Kaji escaped. She didn't stop running, nor did she look back at her 'home'. She only wore her pajama suit and ran barefoot. She ran further and further into the dark woods until Kaji felt something wet beneath her foot.
She was at a river.
She must've ran miles away from the lab. Kaji fell to her knees and started to drink. She had never tasted this kind of fresh water. The sun crept down and the full moon took over. She stopped drinking water and sighed to herself.
Where... am I?
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Name: Nyx
Age: 96 years (Young in dragon's terms
Gender: Female
Species: Dragoness
Hair Color/Style: "Hair" Is more or less like iguana spines, it's black and in the style of a cyberhawk.
Eye Color: Grey
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 190lbs.
Element: Darkness
Background story: Dragonesses are a rare occasion indeed; as soon as they are born, they are taken to a cave chamber, where they stay amoung other dragonesses until their dragon father, or dragon king, decides when they're mature enough to go out on their own. ((Having that bit of background... here we go...))
When Nyx hatched from her egg, she was black, a dark dragon. She had two brothers, who were red like her mother. Her father was green, and there was no history of black dragons in their bloodline. Her color's origin is unknown. She left the cave when she was 15 years old (still considered a chick) without her father knowing, found a place to settle, and raised herself, teaching herslef black magic, ect. out of instinct, but she has a darkness that's tries to overwhelm her... Trying to tear her mind in two. She's srtuggled against this darkness since she hatched.
Okay...
*~The dragoness walked through the forest on all fours. She was tired, thirsty... She had hunted, unsucessfully. She was obviously getting close to the edge of the forest; she could hear the humans making a ruckus, blaring sirens in the distance. She sighed and trudged on until she reached a river. She dipped her head in, trying to wash her scales a bit while drinking the fresh water. She pulled her head out to come face to face with a fox... Startled, she fell backwards and crashed against a tree...~*
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Kaji had heard this crash and she sat up and saw the dragoness. She was in awe of the dragoness' beauty. Hoping the dragoness would speak in English, Kaji spoke to her.
"I'm sorry that I startled you," Kaji said, still on her knees and folded her hands and made a praying gesture, "Please help me."
The alarms continued to blare in the night and voices of humans were getting closer. Kaji shivered as the water rushed through her knees... still hoping the Dragoness could speak in human English.
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*~Her eyes widened as she heard the humans approaching, Nyx walked past the fox on all fours and sat in front of her. The humans came scattering about. She spread her wings until their tips touched; letting a loud roar escape her throat... The fox was completely hidden in her silloutte.~*
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Sensitive to very high decibels, Kaji covered her ears and shut her eyes. Then Kaji realized something... the humans will get startled... but they won't run away. She started to tug at the Dragoness' outfit, trying to get her attention... but it was too late. Five humans saw the Dragoness and all were armed, pointing their guns at the creature.
Suddenly, Kaji knew what would happen to the Dragoness... she did not want that same fate she had. She then jumped over the Dragoness and landed in front of the humans, which were startled.
Worried about the Dragoness (though Kaji knew the Dragoness would take care of herself...), she was transforming something... beast-like. Her pajamas were about to tear away, Her slender body morphed into an enormous wolf/fox form. Her hair were glowing... more like flaming. Her eyes were glowing white-hot. This transformation troubled the five humans.
"This is not good... she hasn't taken her medicene, yet!" Said one male human.
"Well then, Shoot her!" Said another.
They all pointed their guns at Kaji.
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*~As the humans shot their guns, Nyx jumped in front of the bullets, protecting the fox. "Run!" the dragoness shouted as bullets ricocheted everywhere. She stood to her haunches and her fore-claws began to glow black. Her eyes went totally black, whites included and started to flame with the same darkness... Her concious self was surpressed as she began attacking the humans.~*
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"No... I won't leave you like this!" Kaji's voice became gluttoral. It hurt to speak but she tried. Before she could even attack... she was amazed how the Dragoness started slashing the humans... some of them Kaji herself knew. She then ran for cover be hind a tree.
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Name: X
Age:???
Gender:Male
Species:Ancient Dragon/Bio-mech
Hair Color/Style:None. Horned
Eye Color:black and red
Height:7'5
Weight: 500lbs (Bulk, muscle and tech)
Element:Heat/Light Energies
Background story:
Meanwhile.. back at biocorp (hope you dont mind if i take the biocorp group into my characters background), there was panicomh amd alarms going off everywhere. armed forces massing at doorways, surrounding the cryogenic centre, where their new project was being worked on. their project was the damaged remains of an ancient lifeform. what they did was use their technology to rebuild this lifeform. their project was from way beyond the period of humans. more relative to the period of early dinosaurs. now he was more "modern", prehaps, too modern.....
Scientist 1: Starting up the revival progress*scientist starts the programme*
*Starting Biogenetic revival..........*
*Genentic Implants Activated......*
*Releasing Cryogentic Fluids........*
*Mental Activitie Detected...........*
*WARNING....OVERLOAD....SHUTDOWN PROCEDUES RECCOMENDED!*
Scientist one stares in horrer as the project smashes through the holding tube and roars a thunderous roar. before swiftly smashing through the ceiling and escaping out into the open sky, ehre he is shocked to find a much differnt world, and his body covered in wires and metal plating, he must find out what is going on, and so he heads into a wood to recover....*
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The ground shook meanwhile back in the woods.
"What in the name of--" Kaji started to say, but again, it hurt to speak. She clamped onto her throat and started to hop for the trees. She spotted a dragon-like creature coming. She remembered this creature... or remembered seeing it. She slowly backed away and hopped down.
"There's--- a dr-dragon comin'---- our--- way!" Kaji managed to speak to the Dragoness.
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*~The dragoness turned around after finishing her work, the humans had either fled or stayed for a merciless death. She looked up at the flying bio-mech dragon, then walked down a path that she had made herself. She sat down midway to make room for the landing dragon.~*
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Kaji tries to help as well. But from time to time, she has to stop because now it's hard to breathe. Every now and then she has to drink water from the river... could it be the river water making her sick?
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Rules of this RP
When introducing your character (in this case, all furries may join and you can roleplay yourself if you like.), just fill out this easy form and you may join this rp. :3
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Name: Siberian
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Species: Siberian Tiger
Hair Color/Style: Striped, short hair. Black, tipped white at the ends.
Eye Color: A silvery, glazed over blue.
Height:6"1
Weight: 200 lbs (light for a tiger)
Element:Wind
Background story:A ruthless killer, raised by BioCorps to enforce fear and make sure no one that escaped would be seen again.
Name:Kaji
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species: Fire Fox
Hair Color/Style: Fire Goddess Rikku
Eye Color: Red
Height: about 5' 10"
Weight: Slender
Element: Fire
Background story:
Kaji is a manufactured fox humanoid who just escaped from a laboratory called BioCorp. She can't remember much of her childhood because she has been thrown into BioCorp when she was only a young pup. As Kaji grew, the scientists in BioCorp taught her everything there is to know what is going on outside the four blank walls. She learned how to speak English, walk like a normal human being, and eat human food.
The story begins...
A little more farther and I'm free! Kaji thought as she sprinted towards to the open gate, leading into the woods. The alarms blaring in the dusk, signalling every staff to capture the escaped creature.
Finally, Kaji escaped. She didn't stop running, nor did she look back at her 'home'. She only wore her pajama suit and ran barefoot. She ran further and further into the dark woods until Kaji felt something wet beneath her foot.
She was at a river.
She must've ran miles away from the lab. Kaji fell to her knees and started to drink. She had never tasted this kind of fresh water. The sun crept down and the full moon took over. She stopped drinking water and sighed to herself.
Where... am I?
Siberian had been born in the BioCorp labs, and trained to be a ruthless and merciless hunter and killer. He was trained to do whatever was necessary, and he had been hardened by having to capture escapees. Until that time, there had only been one or two escapees, way back when, years before he was able to fight. But now, something else escaped. He had no idea or information about what it was, except that it runs fast and hard. At that moment, he was sitting by a map in a room with no one else around. He began plotting where the escapee would head when she had escaped first. She had been going north, and she was going towards a river. He knew she would have reached it by that time. However, she could branch off to many different places. He pressed a button under the table, and called forth two squads of handpicked elite guards. He sent them all in different directions, and walked out of the room, into the crisp, warm air. He then began sprinting as fast and hard as he had ever gone before northward, hoping to reach the river in a matter of 30 minutes or less with at least 40 guards behind him. They would surround the one that escaped, and would drag her back, using force if necessary.
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Name: Yoichi Frostfur( Yo-ee-chee)
Age: 17
Gender: male
Species: Wolf-fox
Hair Color/Style:wavy,Black tipped blue, medium length
Eye Color: grey
Height: 6"5
Weight: 200lbs.
Element:Ice
Backround: Yoichi's family was taken by biocorp when he was just a pup. He was found by a wise old Martial arts master. He taught Yoichi how to defend himself in a world that didnt care about him. His teacer was of the wind element, therfore Yoi dosn't have alot of strong ice spells. He parted company with the master ate age 15.
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Panting hevily, Yoi ran towards the towards the screams by the river. He burst through the bushes and, with a savage scream, exploded into the tiger infront of the quivering fox. He pcked himself up and said,
"hope you have your winter coat boy, 'cause I feel a winter spell comin' on."
Feeling the energies inside of him, like his master taught him, he pressed down on it and, when it was about explode, pushed it outwards. With the sound of rushing air, everything, save him and the fox, in a ten foot raidius froze solid. The tiger was noware to be found.
"Are you ok?" he turned to the fox, inspecting her for any wounds, that finished he introduced him self, "I'm Yoi, Yoichi Frostfur, and you are?" he held out a paw....
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Name: Yokumi Ashura
Age: 19
Gender: male
Species: australian wild cat
Hair Color/Style: green,ultarian (messy)
Eye Color: grey
Height: 6"3
Weight: 189
Element: wind
Background story: as a mere boy of 9, Yokumi was orphaned, his father missing, a hermit took him in and taught him "dohn-doshi-miko" or fighting without shadow, a style with no coruption of the soul, which is the problem in his deminsion. A master by 15, he searched the the world for a worthy opponent, and eventually found dimension portals, hoping to find stronger fighters, he brazenly jumped in...
(OOC: srry bout the no post, but im to busy no, update l8)
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Name:Shinzui
Age:15
Gender:Male
Species:Arctic Wolf
Hair Color/Style:Medium Long, Sleak black hair..
Eye Color:White
Height:5'4
Weight: 100
Element:Wind, Lightning
Background story:Abandoned 2 months ago, Shinzui had fled from his village in the land of the Moon..
Shin and his brother, Sinjid, were seperated a month and a half ago..
Now a master of multiple fighting styles, including Karate and Taijutsu, he had set out to find his brother...
I was resting on a branch and had heard some commotion...
"Now what..?" I asked myself, tiredly, flipping off the branch and darting off toward the noise..
I skidded to a stop in front of Kaji...
Not bothering to ask her name...
"What's going on.."
I immediately drew the katana on my waist...
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falling through the portal, Yokumi crashed into a tree
"dammit! Why do they never spawn in a comfortable place!"
hearing a commotion near by, he immediately ran towards the sound.
"what's going on!" he turned around and saw two people fighting
"what the-" jumps to the side to avoid an icicle.
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name:Tribane
age:12
gender:male
species:wolf
hairstyle/color:(<----look at pic)
eyecolor:(look as siggy)
height:4'3"
weight:87lbs.
element:water
background story:as a very young boy he was taught the skill of telekinet energy but didnt know how it was to be used,about 6 years later,a group of humans came and raided his village,thus not knowing wat to do,killing and destroying homes and lives,along with his family,so for about 6 years,he has been fending for himself in the cold,rugged.cruel world
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while reclining on a tree stump,he hears comotion, "wat tha---" eyes turn yellow and he jets off into the forest
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Name: Sorain
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Species: White wolf
Hair Color/Style: black, red highlights. she normally wears it in a ponytial.
Eye Color: aqua/purple.
Height: 6' 5
Weight: 200 lbs.
Element: darkness
Background story: Sorain is an outcast. Rejected by her family and tribe, she ran away to find her place in her world.
Sorain stopped next to a red river and let her tears fall freely, her mother hd called her so many inexpicable names before she ran off. "I F**KING HATE YOU!!" She screamed, knowing no one was around to hear her.
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Name: Fyroh Ilqe Gahn
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Wolf
Hair Color/Style: Messy, black, long
Eye Color: Grey
Height: 185cm
Weight: 85kg
Element: None
Background story: He is a traveller; constantly looking for answers to his past. He usually sticks around with a small squad of humans who share simalar goals, but has gone off on his own, as usual, and will probably regret it too.
Fyroh approached the river, and sat to take a drink from it... but he paused. The sounds of fighting were in the distance... upstream. He didn't want to be caught in the carnage; he was tired, and his leg hurt. He slowly moved downstream, away from it, and heard crying. He limped towards the source of it, and saw Sorain. Slowly, he approached, and crouched next to her. "Are you alright?" he whispered.
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Sorain looked at fyroh and shook her head. "No, I don't have a family or a home anymore...I'm all alone..." She sighd and leaned against him tiredly.
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while running towards fighting he hears running,
so he turns directions and runs toward the two,
"you guys oki?" i said,sitting next to them
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Fyroh lifted her face, looking into her eyes. "There, there... I don't either... you'll be fine, don't worry." He stroked her. "I'm a wandering traveller... I pulled out fine. I'm sure you will too." he said, trying to make her feel better.
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She smiled once and kissed his cheek shyly. "Thank you." She whispered before looking at the newomer and smiling happily, tiredly. "Just fine. Pleasee sit." She motioned beside her.
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((dusts off an old character))
Name: Remmiith
Age: 120
Gender: male
Species: Naga:
From the waist up is a almost human appearance, differences being a blueish tinted ‘skin’. He sports a second, slightly smaller pair of functional arms from the waist, and his back is all scaled like the tail, grading into a fine scale that mimics skin at his front. This back is a dark mottled green. Another notable difference in the upper body from humans is the two rows of long black spikes running down either side of his back, starting high on his head as small inch long spikes, and sweep down along his back, becoming meter long ‘wings’ along his back, before reducing down to a foot along the tail. The spikes have deep purple webbing in between them, and the spikes are jointed at the base allowing for fine motor control. He also has no hair, but does sport small ridges of large purple scales that function as eyebrows. Seated under them is a pair of large, dark eyes and pitted cheeks. Another science interest is the fact that the nose seals shut in water, like the cetatians blowholes on earth. Below the torso all humanoid appearances vanish into a serpentine form. The long tail is compressed, allowing for increased speed and maneuverability in water. They can out swim speedboats and torpedoes in the water, but on land they are painstakingly slow in comparison. The scale pattern of the tail portion of his body is a dark mottled green on his back, fading into a lighter green. And the underbelly scales are a deep purple.they have a large number of electricity generating organs, and are capable of large bursts of high voltage electricity when needed. They are also known for actively controlling electricity in their vicinity, though whether this is a mental ability or the manipulation of their electric organs is unknown.
((These organs are made of electrocytes lined up in series. The electrocytes are lined up so the current flows through them and produces an electrical charge. When the eel locates its prey, the brain sends a signal through the nervous system to the electric cells. This opens the ion channel, allowing positively-charged sodium to flow through, reversing the charges momentarily. By doing that it creates electricity, and fires it at its prey. The electric eel generates its characteristic electrical pulse in a manner similar to a battery, in which stacked plates produce an electrical charge. In the electric eel, some 5,000 to 6,000 stacked electroplaques are capable of producing a shock at up to 500 volts and 1 ampere of current (500 watts). he has just shy of 25x that.))
Hair Color/Style: n/a. black spines webbed with purple.
Eye Color: Purple
Height: max height 8’2â€ÂÂ; natural height: 5’6â€ÂÂ
Body length: 16 feet 8 inches
Weight: 895 lbs
Element: Lightning/electricity.
Background story: The Deep have never really cared for the surface dwellers, but the recent wars have earned their interest, given the amount of warships sinking to their depths. Several of the Deep Dwellers have left the safety of the deep and have come forth to explore the world. They participated in the first war since the humans also began to attack them., In retaliation, they sank hundreds of ships worldwide through electrical fires, navigating ships to reefs, and massive electricity charged storms generated by hordes of them underwater, destroying whole fleets and armadas in one massive move. Rem is a curious dweller of the Deep that seeks to find out what this new war is that has erupted, disrupting their home once more.
He swam upstream in the river slowly, staying below the surface. He Saw several nonhumans on the bank. He thought about ignoring them and continuing further, bit instead he stayed and waited, creeping up to the waters edge, staying submerged along the bed of the river like a crocodile approaching prey might.
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He patted the ground next to him for Tribane to sit down. "Come on. Don't worry. You'll all be safe. I'm armed." He motioned to his sword and shield, and the various kinds of daggers at his belt. "So, friends... we should introduce ourselves. I'm Fyroh, a traveller, searching for my past... I'm reasonably skilled as a fighter. How about you two?"
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"oki...im Tribane..Bane for short..." i said, "i can throw things...." lifts up a rock with his mind and launches it into sky
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"Name's Sorain. I'm thinking we might have aniother around her somewhere...I hear disturbed water..." She smiled to herself. "I'm a homelss fighter. I have a rapier on my nbak and two daggers. What about you?" She asked, looking at tribune and sinking her hand into the water, she sld it back and forth, teasing the fish.
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"well...i can----" looks at another rock and it lifts up off ground
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He smiled, his semi-clear amber teeth glittering darkly in the water as he decided he would test this person. He slowly reached out, so his movement was imperceptible in the dark waters, and the quickly snatched Sorain's hand as it went back and forth in the water, giving the hand a quick yank.
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Sorain didn't even flinch. She looked down and smiled, pulling her hand out gently. "Helo there. Who're you? I've never met a naga before."
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He reared up, and his flattened spines arced open, flaring out.((he had them flat so they didn't stick out of the water at the edge.)). he pulled himself to his full 8'2" height, and kept grinning. He sealed his gils and opened up his air lungs. He took a deep breath. He spoke slowly, in a deep rumbling voice. "I am Remmith. It is not surprising you haven't... most of us don't ever leave the seas."
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Sorain smiled at him and held up her bleeding hand. "Care to explain? Were you playing like i hear naga love so much to do?" She patted the place beside her, not caring he was towering over her.
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His grin faded halfway, "I... was testing your reaction. Though my apologies. I am not used to your kind of skin. I forget it tears easier then our own." He sank back to his 5'6" height, and ambled his large form out of the water. He slithered over, and Nodded to the others. "Greetings from the Deep."
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She shrugged it off, licked her paw and punched him playfully in the shoulder. "I'm a tough one, don't worry about me. I used to live near the sea and I'd hear laughing whem i fell asleep there...How did you come to be here, Remmith? Fyroh?"
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((sowwie i didnt post..i went to Sonic...*sluuuurp*..oki,done!))
"hehe...." looks at water and a ball of it rises over remmith,
"i wont drop it......." i said,still holding it up there
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Remmith shrugged, saying, "Just exploring, really. I decided I wanted to see the surface." He looked to Tribane and then looked up at the waterball, then back again. "Wouldn't bother me any, if that's your intention. I'm rather used to water ...if you can't tell, thats where I spend the majority of my time..."
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"wat?no...im not gonna drop it on ya....whie would i do that?"
rolls the ball around his body, "cool,huh?i learned it from meh--"
hesitates, "i-i-i tried it once and it looked cool,so now i do it...."
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Sorian laughed and got to her feet, looking at Rimmith. Her curiousity got the better of her. "I've never been in the sea or as close to hear the waves...I was wondering...No, it's not polite..." She looked at fyroh quizzically.
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Fyroh looked at the newcomer, and nodded politely. "The names Fyroh, and I'm just average. Nothing outstanding about me, I just fight to survive. Only thing I'm actually decent at, I constantly practise my skills. Never got anywhere with magic, or technology. Old style for me." He looked back to Saphir. "Ask if you want. You'll never get anywhere if you never ask anyone." he whispered.
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Sorain smiled at him. "Can I ride on your back to the sea and see it the way you do? Please Rimmith?"
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Fyroh shuffled closer to Tribane. "Your power is interesting... I'm assuming you can only lift small things?" he asked. "If you got really good, you could have a swordfight without going near the opponent. That would be insane." He took one of the smaller, less decorated knives from his belt; it was lightweight, and used at most to get a quick backstab, or perhaps to throw. "Try lifting that. I want to see how well you can manouvere them while lifting them, too, so see if you can make it spin." He looked around quickly. "If you can, throw it into that tree afterwards." He wanted to test Tribanes ability... and help him develop it.
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"Yea, that'd be cool." She leaned against fyroh and rubbed her stomach hungrily.
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"uh...sure!.....i like challenges!" concentrates on knife looking at it deeply,
then closes eyes,keeping image in mind....then image lifts up about two inches,
vibrating slightly,then image drops, "whew!....so....howd i do?"
i said, wiping sweat from forehead
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"Very good."
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He frowned at Sorain. "I am not a beast of burden to be ridden. Not that you could 'ride' anyway. Not without impaling yourself on my spines. And that would be uncomfortable for the both of us. I suppose I could take you there, but not as a mount... I do not know how you intend to breathe in the sea though. Last I heard, Surface Dwellers had no gills."
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Sorain grinned and flashed her fangs. I didn't mean it like that but how should you know? I might not be just a surface dweller." She giggled and poked fyroh. "First though, i'm hungry. Let's find some food. Then i can show you just how i intend to breathe underwater."
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The naga narrowed his eyes, obviously wondering What Sorain is. At the mention of food, he realized he was hungry as well, so he spoke up, "Hungry, hmn? If you don't mind fish, I could gather up some."
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waddles over to marquis and pokes his skin, "keeewl....."
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Sorain snarled and punched bane's nose hard. "Don't poke him. It's impolite." She turned to remmith and smiled wider. "That would be fine. And i'll see what i can gather from the woods."
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yelps and rubs muzzle, ".....oww....." blinks,trying to hold back tears,
and waddles over to tree stump,climbs up,and sits down
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Remmith looked at Sorain sharply, saying, "While it is impolite, I was under the impression punching was as well." He slithered over to bane and grabbed his nose softly, sending a mild current through it, effectively short circuiting the nerves, giving a warm feeling before rendering the nose numb((is it might be for an hour or so.)). "First. Don't poke me, I might accidentally Electrocute you. Second... Watch yourself, she seems to like overkill." He turned and slithered off into the water, going into the middle of the water, his head still out. electricity arced out from in between the exposed spines and a flash of light happened at the water he was in. around a dozen fish floated up to the surface in the river, dead and twitching. He collected them and returned to the side of the river.
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Sorain nder her breath and stormed off, carying a small dagger with her. She found a family of deer and brought them back, skinned and ready to cook. "1. Screw you. 2. Anybody know how to start a fire or do I have to do it?" She glared at bane and stabbed her thigh with the dagger, burying it deep and not even flinching. "There. Now i won'r hurt him. Quit with the gofing around and let's get cooking."
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((do u like hate meh,sammie?))
pulls out pad and starts drawing
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He arches his scaly brow when she stuck a knife in her own leg, but said nothing of it. He shrugs, saying, "Fire is a bit beyond me, all considering..."
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Fyroh seemed slightly worried when Sorain said that she might not be a surface dweller, and even more so when she punched Tribane, and also when she stabbed herself in the thigh. Slowly, he got up. "Uh. I could probably get a friend to set a fire for us, he can do it in an instant." He took a small stone from his pocket and threw it into the air, creating a tiny little spark in the sky; you wouldn't notice it unless you were staring right there, but soon enough, a rustle came from the bushes, and a spark shot from there; lighting the fire. "Cheers, Olhal." Fyroh called out.
"Anytime." came the reply, as the figure shuffled off again. Fyroh ran after him, and stopped him; they had a small conversation before Fyroh allowed him to leave. Fyrohs attention turned to Tribane. He walked over and rubbed his back comfortingly. "Don't worry about her." he whispered, and picked up the dagger. "You did great. I can tell some time you're going to be great..." He put it away, and took out a very cheap penknife; ripping off the handle. "Cheap ****." he muttered, before placing the blade alone on the ground. "See if you can raise that even higher. It's much lighter so it shouldn't require as much effort..."
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Name: Rosuto (japanese for forever lost)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Species: Fox (anthro)
Hair Color/Style: White with blue accents
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 100 lbs
Element: None
Background story: At about 10 years of age Rosuto left his home in order to explore and try to help others thus he became a healer and only eats plants. When it comes to knowing the efects of plants and how to use them in healing.
*Quietly watches the gathering* I wonder why she just stabed herself. She must not be right in the head. Guess its a good thing I am hiding. *Crouches down lower*
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Sorain snapped her head around and looks at the bushes weirdly, getting a weird feeling. "Who's there?" She called, pulling the dagger out. I am a surface dweller, but I'm not crazy!
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*stops moving and holds breath* Mabye if I don't move she wont notice me again. Mabye she just feels my presance.
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She looked harder and walked over, moving the bushes. "It's way too obvious hunny. You'll have to do better than that. Your weight throws off the balance. Try again." She whispered, her voice barely audible but full of force.
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*turns and runs* Shit I thought I might be able to say hi when it was light out and they were still grogy by sleep guess that won't work
GET AWAY FROM ME!
(occ the get away is said as he turns and the though is as he is running)
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Sorain shrugged. "I WAS PLAYIN' KID!!" She shouted back, turning to Fyroh.
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*stops runing and turns around* Playing you were playing?! You stabed yourself in the leg how am I supposed to know when your playing?! She realy is crazy
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Fyroh shrugged; although, he too was slightly worried about her self harming, he didn't say a word about it. He walked to the waters edge; and began spinning a dagger in his hand... suddenly launching it unpredictably at a tree on the other side of the river. Unfortunately, it had been spinning and hit the tree from the handle; and bounced off uselessly. "Gotta practise that..." Fyroh muttered under his breath.
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"Maybe if you throw it like this," She demonstrated for him, throwing the dagger straight at the tree with a slight spin on the handle. "it could help?" She scowled at the fur, "SO! I WAS PUTTING IT AWAY!! WOULD YOU RATHER I STAB SOMEBODY??!!" She shouted back, shaking her head.
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Fyroh sighed. "I always miss when I do that." He pulled out another knife, and threw it without any spin; unfortunately he'd put too much effort into avoiding a spin and it fell short. "Eh. Thats why I practise... I've always been better at melee combat anyway." He grunted, then tried again, this time missing the tree by about a metre.
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Her dagger hit the tree a little below wher she was aiming. "Darn. I'll have to polish my rusty technique..." She trailed off, pacing over to the tree and ripping the dagger out as if the tree was nothing but jell-o.
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Fyroh muttered. "Better than me." He retrieved one, but left the other. "Might make a good self defense weapon for a lost explorer... find a lot of them these days." He sat by the river, taking his shoes off and dangling his feet in.
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Sorain sat beside him and wrinkled her nose, she smelt carrion. What in Hell IS that smell?
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Rosuto enters the clearing and sits down on the edge leaning on a tree with arms crossed head down and eyes closed. Why are they throwing knives don't they know they could hurt some one. Oh well maybe that is what they wan't to do. It dosen't involve me but who knows some day it might I just hope I don't have to kill any thing.
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She followed the scent and scrunched up her nose. It was something other than the deer. It smelt like something alien...
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Rosuto catches a whiff of the scent Uhhhh what is that it smells like......like rot. he then covers his nose with his hand and trys not to lose his lunch because of the desgusting smell.
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She cornered the smell on a carcass of something that would make t-rex look like a a toy. Jeez...Something bigger made this thing die but what WAS it?? She raced back to Fyroh and dragged him over. "Look." She breathed.
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Rosuto watches them go and overwhelmed by curiosity decides to follow Ugh that stench is geting worse. Uh I don't know how much more of this I can take.
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She turned around and snarled, protecting what she found. Her hair bristled before she noticed it was just the kid. "Don't do tyhat kid."
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Rosuto is still covering his face and mumbles I was just saying something out of shock that smell it is the smell of death and it makes me sick. He then turns and walks away thinking Jeeze lay off with the kid stuff already
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Hmm..He's not such a kid you know.
Go kill something already.
Not until you catch him and apoligize.
Screw yourself.
She fought with her conscious for a few seconds as she stared at the carcass.
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Rosuto turns around as if sudenly remembering something I would burn what ever is causing that stench because it also smells of sickness. Hope I warned them in time because I may not have the right stiff to cure anything frome a desise
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See what I mean? You should apologise. He's useful.
Go away! I'm about ready to knock you out you worthless peice of Ghanlem.
Sorain grunted, walking slowly after the kid. "Look, I'm sorry ok?" Happy now?
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Turning around so he is looking at her Rosuto says It's okay I am most likely young compared to you but when it comes to how alone I have been I am closer to the wise than most my age. Then he thinks Judging by the look on here face I would say she has had it as rough as I have. I bet she hates humans as well
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"I smell.." She trailed off, pondering past the carrion taste in her mouth. Human. Ugh, what a waste of breath they are. Why did Gahlom decide to make them in the first place?
Because he needed to find something that could fight you back. Now stop thinking and bring the kid back.
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Walking back to the clearing and siting down in the same spot as before Rosuto finaly uncovers his mouth pulls a vial out of his coat (ooc he wears a trench coat) opens it and sniffs Thats beter now I don't smell that rotted flesh any more and I think that dragon is hesitant about something she hasn't moved since I left
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Sorain looked at the kid and rolled her eyes, her claws lengthened unintentianally and she growled low in her throat. "Two legs." She thundered, making the ground shake.
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And that maters why? I might walk on two legs but that dosn't mean I feal and kinship to humans Rosuto snarls as he says this last word hinting about his past. I hope she knows that in attacking me it will break some of the unwriten laws specificaly that you shall not attack healers
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She shook her head roughly and dug her claws into the ground, trying to control her temper. "Not you. Two legs. Human." She thundered again, jerking her head angrily around.
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Humans are coming you say. Heh heh heh heh heh guess I get to test the powder this will be fun at this point Rosuto puls a couple of smoke bombs out of his bag and leaps into the trees I would sugest finding some thing to cover your eyes snouts and mouths with because if you breath any of this in it will hurt. The same is true if it comes into contact with any part of your body that is moist.
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She nodded, tapping her forehead with a dull claw. "There. Now it won't." As she spoke a small bubble-like mass enveloped her Eyes, nose and mouth.
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You might want to cover that wound in your leg as well if this gets in there it will spread under your skin. Which would be very very bad because I might not be able to get it out. I could make it stop hurting but not get it out.
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She sighed and made a modifacation, taking some of the stuff around her eyes, she wrapped it around her leg, trailing her sharp ring claw along the middle of the wound.
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Fyroh blinked. "Whats happening?" he asked, getting to his feet.
Sure enough, a human did approach. Equipped with a two handed battleaxe, a sabre at his side, a knife inside his knee length leather coat, and thick, long murky brown hair (though that isn't exactly equipment). Currently, he was whistling while twirling his sabre. The sabre was on fire; and creating small circles of flame as he went, which vanished instantly after they went. He paused before reaching the area completely, still out of sight; and turned. "Artemas?... You there?" he called back, revealing himself to the furres by his voice.
Fyroh paused. "Isn't that?..."
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Sorain's ears went back. Still growling low, she scooted closer, ready to slit his throat. "WHO GOES!"
A teenage human about six foot three with long, dark brown hair and wearing all black waltzed in; humming something Sorain recognised. "You rang?" Artemisia asked, smiling radiantly.
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Do you know him? Asks Rosuto from the trees Damn it looks like the test might have to wait. Rosuto sighs And I was so looking forward to see how it would affect humans.
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"ANSWER ME HUMAN!!" She screamed angrily, digging her claws deeper into the ground.
Artemisia flinched. "Ow. Who IS that Olhal?"
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Olhal who is Olhal?
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{artemisia is with the human, and they're out of our eyesight..sorry i didn't specify}
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(ooc I still don't know who olhal is)
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{olhal is the human i was warning you about..and Artemisia is also..sorain didn't get there were two of them..}
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((I'm Olhal, and Fyroh at the same time.))
Olhal quickly darted forwards to separate Artemisia and Sorain. "No, I don't know her..." He stood in front of Artemisia as if to take any attacks that came at her.
Fyrohs ears pricked up; lazily, he strolled over. "Oh. Hey, Olhal." he muttered, raising a hand in greeting.
Olhal returned it. "Fyroh, who is this gal?" he asked, confused.
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Artemisia shoved Olhal aside and strod up to Sorain. "I am Artemisia Eternal Fallen and I expect you to be the troubled one. Am I correct?"
Sorain gulped silently, this human couldn't be anyone she knew but how could she read her graphs like they were laid in front of her?
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Olhal looked confused. "... Do you girls know each other?..."
Fyroh looked like he couldn't be bothered to be confused; with a dismissive sigh, he turned and walked back to the river.
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So much for my little experament. sighs Rosuto while leaping down from the trees. What I don't get is how a human can read that dragones' fetures, humans can never do that. Rosuto the sits down with his back to a tree and feigns sleep.
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Artemisia slanted a sideways look at Rostuto and smiled. "Just the same as I can read your thoughts Fuzzy One." She looked back at Sorain and held out her hand gingerly.
Sorain looked at her hand and snorted in disgust. "Just because you can read my features does not mean I will allow you to touch me, Furless One." She shot back.
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Now that is odd how can she read my thoughts? Mabye she is the reason I am alone. If she is I hope she can her my thoughts that way she knows what I will do to her for what happend Rosuto then shuders very slightly in anticipation of what comes next.
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Artemisia flinched at the threats running through his mind. "And I am sorry, but I have no clue what you're talking of furry."
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Olhal looked bewildered. "Hey- you can read minds?... I'm really hopeless, aren't I? If you've scanned my thoughts at all, I don't know why you're still even considering me a living creature." A painful memory shot to the surface of his mind, which he forced away and tried to cover up with other thoughts.
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Uwavering Rosuto says It seems I was right. You shouldn't do that without permision from the people around you though it is rude. How would you like it if we did that to you hmm?
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Artemisia sighed heavily. 'Tis a blessing and a curse. I hope you will never have to endure it. How many turns are you?' She echoed within his, Olhal's, Sorain's, and Fyroh's heads. 'I mean you no harm anyway.'
Sorain blinked and thought back, It seems you dispice this gift as much as you do furries..Why? She had always been a curious dragon and most of the time it got her into many tight fixes.
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What do you mean turns? Like age or something? Also why do you humans hate us and hurt us, I mean what have we ever done to you?
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'Yesss. how many turns.' She echoed again, her sea-green eyes turned bright voilet. 'I apologize for my races' ignorance. We often kill that which we do not comprehend. I hope you will understand my mission soon.' She looked at Sorain and danced over, flowing like water. 'I am curious you know so much. Are you familiar with my ways?' She demanded softly, her voice sweet. Her hands massage Sorain's muzzle lovingly, soothingly.
Sorain jerked her head away from her as if she'd been slapped. "My face.." She murmured. She looked at the human with tears in the corners of her eyes and nudged her hands. "You made it come alive. The fire is becoming brighter and warmer. How do you do that?"
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Rosuto looks up at the dragon (ooc he dosn't know names because he hasn't introduced himself neither have any in the group) Quit curious. You must tell me how to do that you don't know how helpful it will be. And as I asked before by turns do you mean age and if so do you mean years?
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'Yes, years. Age.' Her northern accent was as if her speech came through her nose instead of her mouth.
Sorain looked at the furry and dipped her head. "I'm Soraina."
"Artemisia." She voiced clearly, in in her mouth instead of in their heads.
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Call me Rosuto. And Soraina earlier when I told you I was young I wasn't lying I am only 16.
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"How old do I look?" She asked, a smile playing across her muzzle.
Artemisia chuckled. "You are several turns old child. But I am not sure how many."
Sorain pulled her face away and swung it gently to nudge Rostuto. "You are so very old by my standards. A hundred and sixty to be exact." She nudged him again, gently licking his ear.
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Please don't do that Rosuto says to Sorain wile gently pusing her head away. That spreads anything you got onto me and that would be bad. Healers aren't supposed to get sick but we can.
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((dont kno where to join bak in))
hops into rosuto's lap
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She looked puzzled then grinned goofily. "I am not sick. Neither can yo become so." Her grin widened as her bones slowly start to shift with loud pops and crackles.
Artemisia rolled her eyes at Sorain. "You are too old to be doing that love. It's not proper anyway."
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Wha...... Who are you, and why did you just jump in my lap? And whats not proper artemesia
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"Please call me Artemis, Eternal or Fallen. Artemisia is too much. Sorain, you know shifting in front of anyone, especially males is forbidden." She snapped at Sorain.
Sorain clutched her stomach and fell to the ground. Her huge tail was rushing into her bck, her muzzle into her face. Fur sprouted everywhere and she groaned as a thunderous CRACK! came from deep within her body. She stopped moving, her body still changing. She wasn't breathing.
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Rosuto jumps up sudenly What wrong with her? He then rushes over to check on her Feth she's not breathing we have to do something. NOW! Where is some good old birch bark and aloe leaf when you need it @@@@ (ooc the @ signs are there to represent the s word.)
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Artemisia calmly ran her fingers along Sorain's snout, now covered in sleek, black, jaguar's fur. "She'll be fine. She'll be comng to in a few minutes." She replied, stroking Sorain's jaw line.
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COMING TO!? SHE'S NOT BREATHING! SHE WILL DIE IN MINUTES UNLESS WE GET HER BREATHING AGAIN! shouts Rosuto at the top of his lungs Not agian oh please not agian if it happens again I might loose my sanity (ooc the thought will be reavealed later as the travel and Rosuto tells them about his past.)
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Sorain moved her head slightly and her breath exhaled in a long hiss. No more breath escaped her lips and her body stopped morphing. She was a sleek, black jaguar now, but a dead jaguar.
Artemisia shook Soraina's head vigorously. "Wake up child. The time hasn't come yet. Waker UP!!" She yelled, a tear was sliding down her face unnoticed.
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feth feth feth Rosuto starts pulling oils and ointments out of his coat and starts rubbing them into her chest. If she has any will to live this should start her breathing. It is a muscle stimulant and causes a warming sensation but I realy need some birch bark and some aloe leaf. Then I could make an ointment that would make her breath.
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Artemisia pulled out a small pouch from her left, back pocket and hands it over, dumping some birch bar kand aloe leaves into his lap. "That enough?"
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Yes! Thats perfect. Rosuto huredly starts chewing up the bark and leaves into a fine paste. 'ne 'ing I don' 'ke 'bou' 'is 's th' 'aste he then spits it into his hand and starts spreading it on her cheast then rubs it in That should work this is all I can do now its up to fate.
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Sorain gasped, taking breath in with a sharp whistle. She couldn't move her jaws, they felt like lead. She moved her head to her look at her chest and collided with something. She yelped and jumped to her feet, terrified of whatever it was that had touched her chest, eyes narrowed to tiny slits.
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Oh thank mother earth she's still alive Rosuto then falls to the ground out of exhaustion. Heh heh guess I over reacted a bit and got my adreniline going.
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"It's..you?" She questioned, working her jaws again. "Rosuto, I'm sorry if I scared you. When I morph, my body shuts down my inside so they can change and I stop breathing for a few minutes, sometimes an hour or more. The longest was a monthe but now I fee lbetter. Thanks." She mumbled, studying the ground as her eyes grew back to bright, voilet, caring, full of spark.
Artemisia slowly climbed t her feet and touched Sorain's side, trying to confirm she was real.
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What are you talking about you were dead no pulse no breath and your not a dragon any more? Will some one please tell me whats going on?! says Rosuto while getting shakily to his feet
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She sighed, this was why her family had rejected her and put a reward on her. "I am a shifter, or a shape-morpher. I can change to whatever I want and whenever I wish. I've stayed in one form, a dragon, for so long it took a little longer for me to change into the jaguar you see now. Do you understand? Like you are a healer, so I am a cursed {curs-ehd} soul. I was born as a bright blue light in the form of a human. I despise them because of that. I was forced to grow amoung them until my seventh birthday, when I voilently changed into a wolf. I was cast out and my family put a handsome reward on my head. I ran off with what I have now, a pack of few valuables and food, and a silver bracelet I was born with on my wrist." As she spoke of it, her left, back leg started glowing, a silver band was drawn all around it.
Artemisia stumbled back, feeling as though someone had slammed a sledgehammer on her head and crumbled into Rosuto's lap; unconscious.
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Rosuto gingerly sets Artemis down I see well I guess since you told me about yourself it is only fair I do so as well. Rosuto is not my true name Yasashii Munesanzun or in english gentle heart. It is a fitting name. I think we should both get some rest now though it is late and the sun waits for no one.
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Artemisia blushed darkly and mumbled. Her eyes were widened so that you could only see the irises.
Sorain nodded, curling up next to him, nudging his hand to pet her and starts purring contentedly.
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Rosuto finaly realizing he is with friends pets Sorain gently as he drifts off into sleep.
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She smiles, drifting into sleep as she lays her head on top of his chest.
Artemis slipped under Sorain's stomach and curls into a little ball.
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((I've missed a lot; but I've read up on it, I aidn't lazy... but I'm just gonna say Olhal got distracted by... some means...))
Earlier, Olhal had walked over to sit with Fyroh; now unaware that any of the things going on behind him were happening. They had a small conversation; until they drew close, and Fyroh whispered something to Olhal which suddenly made him cry, "Poro?!" ((This is at the end of the bit I missed.)) Olhal was now talking in a much louder voice without realising it. "But why would he want Taeur? I mean, shouldn't he be coming for-"
"Keep it down!!" Fyroh hissed, and they returned to their whispered chat.
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Her smile turned a frown as a shout and heated words crossed her ears. She shook her head, awake and alert now. Slipping over to them silently, she rubbed against Fyroh's side, purring contendedly.
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Fyroh jumped slightly; but relaxed when he saw it was Sorain. "Oh, err, hey." he said quickly. Olhal looked darkly at the pair, disapproving of the fact she'd just decided to jump in; and shifted away, his boots on the edge of the river. Bored, he began 'juggling' a few fireballs... not in the intentions to impress anybody, but just to entertain himself, and whoever cared to watch.
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She looked at him and morphed quickly into a human. She laid a hand on his shoulder and caught one of the fireballs. "You seem troubled. What's wrong?" She threw it up and caught it again, ignoring the burning sensation in her hand.
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Olhal snatched the fireball back before she could. "Eh, nothings wrong. Just... a... bad feeling, yeah. Like something wrong is going to happen." He began juggling again, but couldn't focus and missed; forcing the fireballs to disappear before they hit the ground. Sighing, he lay down on the grass, staring a the dullened sky. He knew something bad was going to happen, so he wasn't entirely lieing; but, he had a reason to believe something bad was going to happen.
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She sighed and returned to her jaguar form. 'I wish people would explain why humans have to be so difficult..' She started to hum Behind These Hazel Eyes by Kelly Clarkson and snuggled into a ball away from everyone, nt wanting to hurt any of them or irritate them; which, by the way, seemed to be something she was extremely good at...
She watched the sky with darkened, hooded sea-green eyes that kept changing colors for her conflicting moods. The battles inside were reflecting on her face as she faought to keep it blak and full of fake content.
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Olhal didn't seem to notice; he started to shuffle back to Fyroh to resume their conversation, but Fyroh shook his head and walked over to see if Sorain was alright; to Olhals disgust. Scowling, Olhal shot fireballs into the lake; just to see how many bubbles would rise and such; soon he had a small sauna going on.
Fyroh sat beside her. "Listen... are you feeling okay?" he asked in a soft voice; which he reserved for times like these.
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She nodded, finally controlling her features and threw Olhal's back a dirty glare. "Yes. I'm fine. Thanks for your concern. I appriciate it." She got up and walked past Olhal into the forest with a clawed hand in her chest, squeezing the life out of her,constricting her heart and lungs so she could barely breathe. The sobs she had been holding back slipped out in chokes.
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Olhal had paid no attention to any of that; but Fyroh had, and followed her into the forest; making sure to push Olhal into the river as he passed. As he caught up with her, he hesitated. "Sorain... you're not okay, are you?"
Olhal REALLY wasn't happy about being pushed in the lake. Seething, smoke literally came out of him as he climbed out, a little further downstream. He muttered something under his breath, and walked back; quickly glancing at Rosuto before sitting by the riverside... somehow, he didn't trust Rosuto, unlike most furres... then again, he usually had to be accompanied by Fyroh before any furries would accept him, for most furries seemed to take an instant dislike to humans because of what the majority of them do.
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Rosuto lay silently listening to the things happening. Although Sorain had taken great care not to wake him when you shared a room with as many as he has you notice these things easily. Hearing a splash he sits up against the tree and opens his left eye and notices a dirty look from Olhal. He dosn't trust me.
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'Jeez..I am so stupid. They are better off without me and I know it.' She thought, frustration taking the place of her sadness.
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Come on make a move Olhal I dare ya to. Thinks Rosuto then he sudenly hears sobbing I wonder who that is.
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She slinks bak, face cleared and refreshed. "Hey." She purred, rubbing against Suto.
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Hey. now wispering Do you know why that Olhal guy dosn't trust me? I could understand if I was a feral but I am a healer and yet he still dosn't trust me.
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((Dude, you made a mistake... Fyroh took off after Sorain, and Olhal was the one who didn't trust Rosuto... and he didn't throw a dirty look; he only glanced over before turning away. Sorry about the confusion, though you were right about him not trusting Rosuto.))
Olhal decided the best thing to do was to clear off; away from the area before he ended up hurting someone... or getting hurt. Though he felt no immediate risk from the furries around him, from Fyroh and his discussion, he knew something bad was happening... and, from the sheer scale of it, he'd never be able to escape it. With a slight tension upon his face, he rose; and called out, "Arty?" That was his nickname for Artemisia; he wanted to at least tell her where he was going.
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Who? replies Rosuto while still keeping a catious eye on Olhal. Then looking over at Sorain he notices the darkened fur on her face She must have been the one crying. I wonder whats wrong. Now wispering to Sorain once more he asks Sorain what is wrong?
(ooc and sorry bout the Olhal-Fyroh mix up)
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"Arty... Artemisia, Artemas, whatever." Olhal replied. He decided it would be simply rude to tell Rosuto it was none of his business, so left it at that. "Arty?" he called again.
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She fell asleep over here. Just leave her be she looks like she's had a rough day. Said Rosuto with out looking away from Sarain.
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Artemisia shifted and grunted, coming too groggily. "Hmm? Olhal? That you?" She called sleepily, shaking the tears from her eyes. {when she sleeps, her eyes water as she wakes up}
Sorain shrugged. "I will be fine. nothing to worry about."
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I'm not sure about that Sorain when one cries it is for a reason. Tell me I can help. replies Rosuto in a gentle voice.
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Olhal walked over to her slowly. "Arty..." He leant over to whisper in her ear.
"Arty, listen... Nobody is taking notice of me anymore. This place is dangerous... we're in risk of an attack from a man... Poro, remember?... you may not have met him yet, but he's dangerous... Me, Vlaardi, Fyroh, Xor and others altogether can't take him down... I have to leave. He's here for me, I think... I just needed to tell you before I left..." He turned away, and began walking away. Fyroh took little to no attention of this.
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Artemisia jumped to her feet and ran after him, still groggy but she was recovering quickly. "WAIT!!"
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Olhal obliged, and waited for Artemisia to catch up. "Decided to tag along, aye? Good, good... Fyroh won't listen to me and I doubt I can place any trust in the newcomer... I'm glad I still have at least you to turn to." he said with a warm smile; he was holding his palm out, and a gentle flame was rippling on it... much unlike the times he was filled with anger and his whole fist set alight.
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And just what do you mean by that Olhal?
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((You probably wouldn't have been close enough to hear that, but anyway...))
Olhal turned, and fixed his eyes upon Rosuto. "If I trusted every person I met," he began, then paused. "I would either be a fool or a dead man. You never know who you can express things to in this day 'n' age." He broke eye contact and turned his back so quickly as to indicate the conversation was surely over.
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(yes but he has much more sensitive ears than you)
Yes I know this but have I actualy done anything to hurt any one here? Or do you think I just want to kill humans or something? I do have a grudge against some humans but you don't smell like any of them, I just think you don't want to trust me not that you can't. Says Rosuto geting more upset by the minute. He dosn't trust me?! Huh thats funny why shouldn't he trust me WHAT have I done to HIM to make HIM not trust ME?! After what happened to my family I am the only one who has the right to mistrust all others!
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Artemisia rolled her eyes as she caught up to him. "Well, you know, I ca nsense intentions well. Shows how I got you."
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((Just because you're furry, it doesn't give you supersenses. You probably wouldn't have been able to make it out even if you did have better hearing.))
Olhal turned again, and gave a sick smile to Rosuto. "After being backstabbed by a best friend on a mission for him- and I mean, literally, he took his knife and stabbed me in the back, I can't trust anyone... even if you haven't done anything yet." He continued walking away, arm around Artemisia. "And whats that supposed to mean?" he enquired, looking at her slightly confused.
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Your family wasn't slaughtered by the ones they had healed were they Rosuto screaches angrily with his hakles raised and getting quite agresive
(but human ears and fox ears hear thing diferently. Also this post is about how I feel right now)
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((They might hear differently, but don't treat me as a dummy, Rossy. You probably wouldn't have been able to hear it; but we've gone far enough into this now so there's no time to change it))
Olhal laughed. "At least your mother wasn't slaughtered by your most trusted one, the one who protected your family countless times, and at least you didn't mistakenly slaughter your own father... and purposely murder your trainer and foster parent." He gave a smile, a nod, then added, "I frankly don't give a **** what happened to your family, to be quite truthful. I still don't trust you. And with that, I bid ye farewell." He turned, and showed no signs of wanting to turn back.
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The diferance between you and me Olhal is the fact that we saved a village and what happened to my family the were butchered and those *@#$#@ humans decided to wear their skins. You want to know bad Imagine seeing someone wearing your mothers skin as a coat
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Artemisia scowled and jabbed Olhal's sides. "Nothing. Stop arguing. I'll leae. Besides, I missed you. How have you been?"
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Olhal ignored Rosutos comment, but was dying to make a comeback. Instead, he kept the conversation with Artemisia. "Eh, having to help out Vlaardi and co left, right and centre... I don't get why they need me so much. Perhaps I'm just useful to have around, in case I'm needed... but I've barely done anything for them and yet they insist I travel with them. I'm not ungrateful for it, either..." he concluded, this time keeping his voice down severely, so it was practically a whisper; not wanting Rosuto to eavesdrop and annoy him. "How 'bout you?"
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"Good, good. So Fyroh and Vlaardi and co have no braun what-so-ever?" She giggled, wrapping an arm around his waist and squeezing gently. "I love you."
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He smirked. "I love you too." he replied. "Fyroh has the brawn, and Vlaardi has the luck; they say they've been doing their bit too... but I don't believe Fyroh's even bothered any more... but you should see Vlaardi. For such a scrawny lad, he sure is full of fire... no, I didn't mean it like that." he added, referring to his own fiery talents. "But Vlaardi is insisting on recovering his kingdom and avenging his father, or else die trying." He cast a gentle look at Artemisia. "But I've got you. And that's all the satisfaction of my life that I need."
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Grinning mysteriously, she jabbed his ribs and took off, calling: "FIREWEINIE!!!"
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Olhal didn't bother pausing to work out what she meant, and with laughter, chased after her. "What did ya say?!" he called playfully.
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Turning her head a little, she giggled and threw a chocolate bar at him. "NOTHIN!! FIRE WUSS!!!"
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"Fire wuss?!" he called out, and blasted flames into the chocolate bar; melting the wrapper, and the contents. "I'll show you fire wuss!!" He ran faster. Flames began to trail behind him as he moved faster; coming closer and closer to Artemisia.
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She squealed happily and sped up, keeping just out of range. "CAN'T CATCH ME!! FIERY WUSS!!"
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Olhal laughed again, but more of a forced one than a natural one. Insisting on catching her, his feet practically became jet-propelled and he zoomed forwards, leaving singe marks behind him... however, just as she was mere inches away from Olhals reach, he stumbled, and failed magnificently to keep going; tripping, the jets on his shoes, going out, being caught in a root, ripping the root clean off, skidding along the earth for ages spinning as he went, then finally stopped spinning and ended in a tumble, landing unconscious.
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"Wait..Where'd he go?" She pondered, throwing her head back and laughing. She raced backl and lay next to him, poking him. "Olhal, Olhal? OLHAL!!! GET UP!!" She noticed he ws just unconscious and stopped poking him, laying her head on his chest.
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He coughed; the impact from falling had scratched him, sliced him, bruised him and god knows what else. His left sleeve had ripped off (I'm a fan of ripping off his sleeves xD), but he had still coughed, meaning he was alive. He didn't open his eyes, but made a small moaning noise.
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"You moron. You always did manage to overdo it." She grinned, scratching his ears.
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He grunted. "Christ... you're the one who made me chase you..." He coughed again, pulling up a little earth mixed with blood.
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"Shh..You overdid yourself again. Stay still." She snorted, cleaning his mouth. "Now try to sit up for me." :snicker:
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"Overdid myself, you bet... lost all the flame in my body, gotta wait for it to slowly become bestowed upon me once again..." he muttered. His pendant was already softly glowing; this meant it was working harder than usual to pump energy into Olhals body. He slowly sat up, rubbing his behind, and his leg; both had been grazed and were starting to irritate him.
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"Here." She handed him a lighter and a firestick. Lighting both, she stuck the firstick in his mouth. "Inhale. Hold, and exhale."
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Back at the camp Rosuto is silently thinking Why did I mention that? sudenly he sighs Now I won't be able to sleep. Guess I should see what useful plants are in the area. Rosuto then silently gets up doing his best not to disturb Sorain
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Fyroh turned to face Rosuto. "I don't care how tough you think you are, mate." he said. "I wouldn't go acting like the whole world is against you, and trying to show you're in a worse situation than others. Olhal can get mad, for one, and it can turn people against you." He sighed. "Save those moments for when you know the person, then they'll let you vent freely to them." He kicked the waters surface, disturbing it slightly.
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"Damn it. Eat this."
Sorain moved slightly, opening her eyes and yawning. "Ello. *yawn* Where's the other? The one that came..The boy human?"
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Olhal pushed it away. "Arty, just cus I have fire powers, fire doesn't restore my strength..." he muttered, turning away.
Fyroh laughed. "Mr Social here, and I, managed to see him off." he replied. "I didn't take action about some issue, and Mr Social started acting all 'oh no everythings gone wrong for me'."
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She sat up slowly, streching cat-like. "Well I'm going for a walk. Either of you care to join me then just step in." She replies, getting to her feet and walking to an old oak tree. Listening, her ears straighten and quiver.
"Fine. Be difficult. See if I help you again." She snarled, getting to her feet and stomping over to an elm tree. Snarling angrily, she flashes her sword and burries it deep into the elm. "Serves me right."
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Olhal growled. "You never even try to understand, do you? You just sit back and always assume I think the lowest of you, that I don't care for your help. I was simply stating a fact." He was angry at her now; he drew his sabre and drove the blade into the ground, not wanting to dare try it against a tree. His sabre was still only ordinary metal, even if its abilities had been boosted.
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"You never seem to. I ry to help and you act like i'm STUPID!! HOW THE H*beep*L AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW EVERYTHING WHEN YOU ACT LIKE THAT??!! HMM!!" She thundered, retreaving the sword and throwing it away disgustedly.
'I think the highest of you and I get treated like effing dirt. Shows me what I deserve.' She thought, climbing into the elm and scowling down at him. "You want my help, you'll have to drag me out of here. I'm not leaving this spot until I feel otherwise."
Then her ears flatten against her skull. "Oh dear, they're at it again.."
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Olhal growled. "For gods sake, Arty!! I didn't act like you were stupid, no ones supposed to know everything! You got something wrong! Fine! I get things wrong all the time; I was wrong to go along with Fyroh, I was wrong to believe that some girl was in trouble, I was wrong to trust Jankhe, I was wrong to find the stupid cave that brought me here in the first place!! You get something as tiny as that wrong and go off in a mood?! Fine!! I'm fed up with you always acting as if I treat you like scum on my shoe!! I treat you higher than ANYONE else I know!! Go find someone better than me, cus I don't need someone that thinks I hate them!!" he shouted, getting very worked up; however, unlike usual, no flames appeared. He only hesistated to retrieve his sabre before walking away.
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"FINE!! I WILL!!!" She screams at him. Jumping out and grabbing her dagger, she shoves it into her claok again and wipes her tears away; running past him. "Just like me to ruin everything for myself when I've finally got something good going." She whispers to herself, falling in front of Sorain and hugging her own knees tightly.
"Oh dear, did you two fight? He stormed off, didn't he?" She asked, curling up next to her and nuzzling Artemisia gently.
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Fyroh let me ask you something, have you ever had to go alone for 5 or so years? asks Rosuto getting moody again D@m^ I need to calm down mabye its because of the excitement earlier or just that constant stench.
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She swings her head around, looking at him curiously. "What stench? I smell carnage and blood but that's it. Oh! And dead flesh, burning too. Is that it?"
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(ooc the coment was a thought not speach)
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{she can read thoughs as well but she normally ignores them, keeping it private.}
She shrugged, comforting artemisia gently.
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(ooc okay i get it)
The one coming down stream it smells of rot and I can't stand that smell. I wonder whats causing it. Earlier we went down streamish and there was the same smell but it couldn't have moved upstream then moved back down. Says Rosuto starting to get puzzled
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Fyroh nodded. "More than you'd believe. Around 7 years, I lost count, and even today, the times in which I have companionship are rare. Don't get all 'oh my gosh my life is the worst ive suffered far more than you i demand respect' on me, cus by now you should know that I hold no place of respect for those who feel sorry for themselves." he replied, with an air of lightheartedness, as though he didn't care about what he was saying. He turned to Artemisia and Sorain. He almost laughed. "I'm glad you look out for each other." he said, though that wasn't the first thought to occur to his mind. However, he dismissed it before any particular mindreader could stumble across it, whether accidently or on purpose.
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"Yes, and I'm glad you take no pity. Tis the last we wish of anyone." She replies, gently placing Artemisia on her back and walking over to the river. "Red like blood, but smells like home...This has to be where I found you...Should be." She mumbles, setting artemas down and rinsing her face off with the water.
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Fyroh laughed. He pulled out a small handful of nuts; and a very small hammer from amongst his many varieties of knives; the mallet was only a cheap wooden one, but it had uses... He placed the nuts upon a rock, and began breaking them open with the mallet. "If anyone wants one, you can have one." he said to nobody in particular, and took a rather large one for himself.
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"would you care to help me wash her? I can't exactly get her clothes off with these." Holds up paws, blushing slightly. "I can morph into any animal i wish but humans are beyond me."
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Fyroh turned, and laughed. "My human days are up, I'm furry for good now." he replied. "But I can try... my hands are pretty much human, only slightly different..." He strolled over, and helped to remove Artemisias outer garments.
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"Thanks, I hate when this stuff happens. She should really cut back on the stuff she wears."
She grunted and opened her eyes slightly. She looks down at herself and struggled against Sorains' paws; squealing. "AHH!! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?!!!"
"My ears..." She groaned, placing her massive paws over them protectively, tail swatting unhappily.
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"We're just helping you out. If you'd rather stay dirty, I'd much prefer it. Servant duty has never been my thing." he retorted, and walked back over to his rock, and broke a few more nuts.
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Rosuto huredly looks away not wishing to see what was happening Fyroh it is not that I pity myself but that I intend to destroy anyone conected to that ........ incident. I was trying to see if Olhal was involved in some way by saying that. Humans are odd because their scent changes all the time the only way to tell if he was involved was to try and get him to say if he was.
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"are you done yelling so I can help now?" She asks softly, moving her paws off her ears.
"What did you do weith my clothes?"
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Fyroh laughed softly. "By the way you saw that Olhal knew me, and don't lie, we greeted each other and spoke, I doubt he would have killed your family for their fur." he replied. "Use common logic. The chances of you finding the humans who did what they did to you and your family are minimal if you go around insulting people and acting all stuck up. Its even worse than picking random humans out of a hat. And by the way, if you actually did find those humans, the chances of you surviving to live to tell the tale are minimal. I don't underestimate your abilities; humans like them are always surrounded by others. They're either in their big businesses, or out hunting, with their colleagues. Trust me, I know." he explained.
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"Plus, they normally never travel without artificial... protection? Yes. That's it." She blushes a little more and leaves artemas laying int the river. "Sorry about my language, i speak little of this and normally i talk in...thought?"
"I can bathe myself! Thank you."
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Fyroh nodded. "Yeah. Body armour and all that ****." he said, and cracked open more nuts. "So nobody even wants to take one?" he asked, slightly sad about it. "I haven't poisoned them, you know!"
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She sneaks one off the rock and pops it in her mouth. "Mmm. Good. What are they?"
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"Just some nuts. Never learnt what people call them. But they're definately safe... I know that much." he replied. "I've eaten loads of these and been none the worse... Olhal, too, now I think of it. But it doesn't matter... just enjoy them."
Olhal himself had already found himself some trouble. Locked in combat with a small group of what appeared to be wolfish-dogs, he had no time to think of the others as he slashed one of their mouths as it jumped to bite him. He knew they were no match, but felt scared anyway. Ever since he'd first met Fyroh and Olhal and all sorts of other people, he'd rarely fought alone; more to their advantage than his. This was one of his first lone-combat experiences he'd had in ages... and it wasn't even a proper opponent. Finally finishing one off, the other two fled. He felt vulnerable now. Throughout that whole fight, he'd been unable to produce a fire to help him.
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She looks around, suddenly worried. "Where's the other one? Olhal? Wasn't he with you Artemisia?"
"Yea but he went off somewhere and I think it'd be best to leave him be." She replied, snorting a little hurt.
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Fyroh laughed. "Olhal'll be pleased to get some time away from everyone- no offense, m'lady. He's always begging for us to leave him alone... and now he's alone. Finally, he should be happy." He smiled as he said so, confident that Olhal wouldn't mind.
Olhal was trembling with fear in reality. He wouldn't have minded so much if he could still produce a flame... but he couldn't, and that was the harsh truth. His sabre was still a beautiful blade in his eyes, and with no other blade would he ever fight in the same way, but without flame, he realised he was just another teenager that had a sword. When he truly thought about it, his abilities weren't that great; his magic gave him strength to destroy his enemies, and he'd grown used to it... Slowly, he started walking, with no intentions of arriving anywhere.
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Fyroh I will be the first to admit I don't know much about humans, but I don't fight by cutting when I do fight I use powders that cause infections in the lungs or the spores of parasitic plants. Anyway I don't feel like talking about this any more it makes me ...... uncomftorble. Also I think those are pecans. says Rosuto as he pops one of the nuts into his mouth Yup defnly pecans.
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"Ah, sneaky. But, humans are a lot craftier than you'd think... use those powders too often and they'll start bringing gas masks to catch ya." He ate a few more. "Pecan, then? Eh, whatever they are, I have plenty." He pulled several more out of his pouch and cracked them open.
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"Yes. Quite so. i have made the mistake of depending on my flames when in dragon form and they have now come up with flame-proof clothes. Now what am i to do?"
"Although when i got ticked and stormed here, i noticed he was loosing part of hir fire and his fiery attitude...I onder if he'd alright..."
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Fyroh laughed. "Olhal is FINE. As I said, he loves being alone; and its common for him to run low on flame every now and again. He's a tough lad."
Olhal wasn't feeling too tough a lad at the moment; blocked off from escape, his only option was to dodge his opponents attacks and catch them off guard... but, his opponent knew his strategy...
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"If you're sure then." Sorain replies, curling into a little ball and watches the clouds move across the sky for a few minutes.
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Fyroh pulled out one of his last nuts, cracked it open and popped it into his mouth. "He'll come running back. He'll run to Arty and go all 'I'm so sorry please forgive me' practically on his knees. If he doesn't, I'll..." He paused. "Divide my money between all three of you." he said, and nodded.
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Rosuto sudenly starts laughing at the thought Olhal on his knees begging hahahaha that will be a sight to see. Fyroh you don't have to do that I actualy don't have any use for curency I get all I need from the forest. Which reminds me I need to restock my pack so I'll be back in a little bit, just give me a call when Olhal gets back I want to see if your right. Says Rosuto barely able to contain his laughter.
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"sure, i'll call you." She turns her eyes to Fyroh and raises an eyebrow. "What type of currency?"
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"Human gold coins." he replied. "I only keep some with me because I travel with humans, don't I..." He paused. "Yeah, you probably wouldn't need them either." He suddenly jolted straight; and looked around; then relaxed as if nothing happened.
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"What was THAT all about?"
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"What was what all about what?" he asked, trying to look confused but looking more concerned.
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((I figure one of the ones that had wandered off would see this))
A Doe was drinking at the riverside, then stopped and looked around, it thought it heard something. It started to take a drink again and 800 pounds of hungry Naga exploded out of the water, tackling the deer, snapping it's neck on impact, as well as several bones as Rem landed on top of it.
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Rosuto sighs as he hear the the snap What a waste of life the forest has more than enough, but that is their choice not mine. thinks Rosuto as he continues to hunt for supplies
(ooc by hunt I mean forage for herbs)
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She gives him a knowing glarethen shrugs. "You know what. The jolting." Sorain mumbles so only he can hear.
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He leaned closer. "I... have one magical ability, and I don't know how I got it, but it helps me sense danger of those nearby that I care for... or the innocent. I... think someones in trouble." he muttered to her.
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Rem's jaw disconnects as he starts eating it whole and headfirst. For a moment he sits there, forcing a large portion of it into his mouth and down his throat, so that the deer's body was halfway eaten when he reared up, the hind end and legs sticking out of his grossly widened mouth. He stretched upward, forcing gravity to do his work for him, and the deer slowly became nothing more then a large bulge in his serpentine body. The hooves were still sticking out of his mouth as he started moving, and you could hear the snapping of the deer's bones as his muscles constricted down on the venison. He finally got the whole thing inside his stomach, and rehanged his jaw with a flick of his head, his mouth that same ordinarily sized mouth it had been only minutes before.
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"Hmm, interesting. Very interesting." She murmurs, flicking her tail and perking her ears up at the sound of cruunching bones.
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Fyroh noticed the noise as well. "Maybe thats it?..." he pondered aloud. "I'm being stupid. It's probably just a hunter, killing its prey, nothing we can do. My sense must be a little overpowerful at the moment..." he muttered.
Olhal had now discovered that his sneak tactics weren't going to work; especially with a now broken sabre. He had no choice but to discard it; and pull his battle axe out. Several times, he just managed to avoid his neck being severed... it was too slow, but he had no other choice. No fully armoured enemy would be defeated by a dagger, so he had to stick with it, even if it were the most uncomfortable...
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"You think Olhal might be in trouble? Maybe that's why your power is buzzing." She mumbles, uncurling herself and sending out a gentle prod to all breathing. 'Whoever hears this, a warning: Find Olhal and bring him to me. Old oak next to Red River.' She thought, frowning with concetration.
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Fyroh frowned. "Forget it. Olhals a tough lad. His fighting technique is unlike most; in the sense that he does sneaky things. Not a trace of honour, but thats what makes him so successful. He WILL be fine, I assure you." he insisted, looking quite certain.
A sharp, clean kick connectes with Olhals chest; he literally went flying, managing to keep ahold of his axe, just. He crashed into the ring of soldiers that surrounded the two battlers; they laughed, and kicked him back in. He had no choice but to stand strong, and keep at the battle...
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Rosuto still searching for an aloe plant begins to hear the battle I wonder whats happening I need to get a closer look. sneaking up to the site he notices that Olhal is greatly out numbered and yells Hey need some help?
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((Uh, you do realise theres a large ring of soldiers surrounding him? The chances are you wouldn't be able to see him))
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The Naga heard the sounds of battle faintly, felt it more like, and began moving toward it. He wasn't exactly subtle, since he had eaten, the bones were still cracking in his stomach as he moved.
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(( im human in this one, but still friendly, on the fur side ))
I took out a black note book, and neared a guard..
"Hello," I said to him..
"What is your business here?" He demanded..
"Oh, nothing, just stopping by.." I grinned..
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The guard frowned; several more turned to face the new human. "Well, leave this instant!! It's not safe. We have some serious work that needs doi-"
He never finished his sentence. Olhal had noticed the guards that had turned, and jumped backwards from Poro; and with one mighty swing, he smashed it into the guards neck before the others could stop him. The others were momentarily stunned from shock; Olhal used this chance to drop the axe, and flee; running as fast as he could from all of them.
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Her delicate ears picked up Olhal's axe dropping and several louder cracks. "Whoever it is is getting closer. Olhal has dropped something heavy." Her paws picked up the vibrations of running and she slowly got to her feet. "Olhal's running this way and something large, heavy and full is as well." She whispers, cocking her head much like a dog to hear the noise better. "I believe I will go check on them now."
"Sorain, I'll go with you. There's no point in me staying here if there's a battle elsewhere." Artemisia replies,, climbing onto Sorains' back.
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Rem heard frantic running, and he paused behind the tree and brush he was behind.For a moment he thought it was another deer, then decided against it. He thought he would let it go when he heard another in hot pursuit, and reared up as far as he could behind the large tree, so that 2/3 of his body was suspended in the air. He intended to outright land on one of the two, but given the pursuit, it would be safer to hit the second one. He peaked around the tree slowly as he waited, seeing Olhal and some guard or soldier behind him.
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Following the sounds, Sorain came upon a huge, half-serpant half-human rearing out of the bushes across from her. Olhal and some despicable unifromed human ran past. "Humans." She snarled, scowling at the soldier/guard. Her black fur blended in with the shadows.
Artemisia slid off her back and slowly made her way towards the creature on the other side. I wonder what that thing is. She thought, circling around so that she was behind it.
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Olhal, wearing pretty much normal clothes, had an advantage over his opponent, who was wearing heavy plate armour; however, Olhal was already exhausted, and could barely keep running, whereas his opponent seemed to be sprinting along at a fair pace still.
Fyroh had followed Sorain and Artemisia. "Oh... I see, I was wrong again." he muttered, noting Olhals frenzied running.
Olhal couldn't keep up the pace much longer... Noting he had more or less a clear path in front of him, he closed his eyes, grimaced and forced all hios energy into his legs; sweat and tears running down his face... He had just passed the Naga when he finally couldn't take it, and his leg, halfway into another step, buckled in mid air, making him perform yet another magnificent trip, sliding along the ground a little before laying still, quivering.
His opponent saw this; and knew there was no point in running any further. With a sly grin, he marched over; the rest of his soldiers were only just catching up. He hadn't noticed anyone else yet; having his eyes focused on the wreck on the floor.
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Sorain moved silently over to Olghal and jumped in front of the soldier. She snarls like a real jaguar, bent on not relvealing she's anything but until the right moment.
"OLHAL!!" She yells, running from behind the Naga and dropping to her knees beside him. "What happened?"
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At the last moment, the naga was about to land forcefully on the soldier, but decided not to, given the plate mail wouldn't exactly be comfortable, but he was already tilting so he swung into it, crashing down on top of the soldier with a pained "Omph!"
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"OLHAL!! Speak to me!" Artemisia begs, moving his hair out of his face.
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The soldier merely smirked at Sorain. "Get out of the way;" But by now, he had noticed the giant Naga. With a cry, he leapt out of the way, but his leg was caught underneath the beast.
((As a side note, I'd prefer this soldier stays alive.))
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Sorain growls again, claws coming out to embed themselves in the soldiers sides. She smirks and gives his face a snap.
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((He's completely encased in armour. Without somehow removing the armour, that would have little to no effect on his sides...))
The soldier looked dully into Sorains eyes. "What." he muttered. He heaved to try to pull himself free, but didn't manage.
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Her smile widens as she places her paws on either side of him to prevent escape. "You. Owe. Me." She whispers, grinning evilly from ear to ear.
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The soldier looked at her dully. "What would I owe you, now?" he replied. He knew it was connected to Olhal; but didn't bother mentioning it.
Suddenly, all of the other soldiers caught up. They now circled the Naga, and Sorain. A few others moved out of that ring, and circled Olhal and Artemisia.
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She stood with a snarl, pulling out her stolen Rapier and slashing out at several who were too close. "back OFF!!" She yells, slashing out again.
"Olhal could die, he could not. It all depends on you. I, personally don't care which happens. The girl can die as well. Fyroh is to be unharmed and the Naga as well. I rarely meddle in the affairs of humans sop it'd be wise of you to listen. I don't repeat myself. I have an offer for you..."
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They all blocked Artemisias swings; they were also fully armed, and had shields to defend themselves. Some laughed. "We just want to see yer boyfriend, thats all..." one taunted.
The soldier continued staring at Sorain. "I don't give a **** about Fyroh. But thanks for telling me he's here as well. But I have no reason to attack him, so I won't; and if this great weight will get off me, I see no reason to attack it either. As you don't care what happens to Olhal, allow me to finish my business and then I'll be off..." He paused. "Oh, right, an offer, aye? Well, if it's "leave now and you live" or some **** like that, then let me finish my job and then I will."
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"No, I don't deal that way. This is more to your liking...Maybe." She pauses, grunting as a wave of memories confronts her. She doubles over, touching his head and straightens back up; face flushed. "I HATE when that happens." She growls, shaking her head slightly.
"Why?" She asks, suspisciously glaring at them.
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"Dya dye yer hair, luv?" one asked. The rest laughed. "I reckon she's really a blonde if she aidn't worked it out." another commented. "What you sayin? YOU'RE blonde!!" another shouted, and they all laughed; including the supposedly blonde soldier (the hair is hidden by helmets).
The soldier grunted. "Alright, just get on with it." he muttered. He gave his leg another tug; to no notable effect.
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Rem didn't budge, it was extremely uncomfortable to by laying on a metal encased leg, but he managed.He asked out of nowhere, "So...Is this what you call 'canned meat?'" He stretched his arms a little, waiting for one of the soldiers to carelessly get closer.
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"Good. Now my master has ordered me to find my tormentors and slaughter them. Several were about your height, build, weight, and arrogance levels. I would like to see your soldiers faces to determine their innocence. If I could, I'll accompany you to where-ever it is you are going." She murmurs, scratching her chin ponderingly while locking her mind against the memories threatening to destor what little control she had over her more wild side. She smiled at the Naga. "No, they have to be entirely crushed."
Artemisia looked from the first who spoke to each in turn, a knowing smile on her face. "Your intentions are untrue. Your minds tell me clearly what you intend to do to me more than him. And he isn't my boyfriend." She murmurs, purring at the First one.
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They all laughed. "What we'd LIKE to do, mur' like, luv. Unfortunately, on sir's orders, 'tisn't possible; we're to clear off as soon as he's dead." said the 'blonde' one.
The soldier sighed. Ignoring the Nagas comment, he muttered, "I'm pretty sure none of my men are your tormentors, but fine... First, let me kill Olhal, cus I dun' want him escaping while you're all busy. Now... can yeh get this bloody great thing off me?" he asked, even gruffer than usual.
Even the other soldiers seemed wary of the Naga, and wouldn't approach it. One stepped forwards to assist his master, but his friend held him back.
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While this is happening Rosuot is geting into a vanatage pointe in the trees, and says You won't kill Olhal I might not like him but I trust him more than I trust in your. Make one false move and your lives are as good as over. while saying this Rosuto is preparing some of his "bombs" And beleive me it will be a painful way to go!
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One of the soldiers looked around at Rosuto. "Yeah... you try it. You don't look nearly strong enough to take us in armed combat." Another one, though, had realised that Rosuto probably didn't mean armed combat; shoving Artemisia away, he grabbed Olhal, and held the limp, almost unconscious body in front of himself, and stepped forwards. "Do it and the boy dies." he hissed. The others laughed at his bravery.
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When one of the soldiers throught to step forward, a section of his tail swung out and almost caught the soldier, but barely touched the armor, during so he shifted and plied the blonde's entire lower half with more weight momentarily. When the soldier threatened to kill Olhal, Rem made a deep thudding sound inside his chest ((think like an aggressive saltwater crocodile)), and electricity arced off his webbed spikes, "Do THAT, and 'canned meat' here gets cooked alive, and the rest to follow." His fingertips of one of his lower arms sparked briefly before he placed it on the blonde's armor threateningly.
Edit: God I hate the auto sensor. "s c r a p e" is not, I repeat, IS NOT, a word to be edited out. *fumes*
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The soldier, now with even more weight upon him, grunted. "Kill the boy, Archa. Kill him, and flee... and make sure you take his pendant." he managed to say, the pain starting to aggravate him.
The soldier who had Olhal, however, dropped him. "I'm not, Sir. Your life is more important than his, sir." He made a quick motion with his hand. The soldier underneath Remmith blinked. "Right. Fine. We won't kill him." The other soldiers nodded, disappointed. "Now, ma'am, go ahead, search my soldiers faces." he muttered to Sorain.
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"Hmm..." Her tail wsishes gently and whips out to knock one of them over. "Touch him and I'llkill every one of you." She snarls, ripping off his helmet to look at him. "Nope." She scans the rest of them and confirms two are. "Come here you two." She points to two of Artimisia and Olhal's soldiers, then points to a spot a few inches from her.
She smiles. "And a confirmation to a bluff. What idiots you really are." She roars, laughing.
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The soldier scowled. "Didn't mean for it to happen like this, soldiers. But we live to die; and what goes around comes around, yadda yadda yadda... Well, I'm proud o' you all." he muttered.
Some of the soldiers exchanged shocked glances. It was obvious that this was not like their leader to say such.
One of the soldiers of the two nervously walked up; the other began to walk, shaking; but lost his heart halfway, and suddenly made a break for freedom; escaping into the nearby trees. A lot of the other soldiers also followed; scattering in all directions. About 10 remained; most of which confident that they had never been a tormentor to this lady, and only two left that were actually 'tormentors'. One was the one which had walked up first; the other was not aware that he had done such.
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"Good, now I COULD kill you for all the pain you caused me, but I've decided not to. On one ground: you make up the payment for such misery and closeness with death I was awarded for your ignorance." She looked in the direction they had fled and raises an eybrow. "Seems I must hunt so close to lunchtime." She grins.
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The two exchanged dark glances; one seemed to draw his dagger but the other stopped him, and they had a whispered, yet frenzied conversation.
Olhal didn't show any signs of recovering.
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"Oh! And another thing, don't tempt me to eat you. I am rather hungry now that I think about it." She smiles darkly then slinks off to find the running soldier. "Artemas, keep an eye on these boys. I'm sure they have a few ideas what they can do while I'm gone, would you?"
"Yes ma'am!" She giggles, tackling them both and holding them down with the strength of twenty men.
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Rem was watching the whispering pair and gave the blond one a mild jolt. "Remember, try anything, and he dies quite painfully."
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Both of them gulped. They knew it was foolish to try to escape; so they didn't try. The 'innocent' among them all stayed well away, but kept in the area to escort their leader to safety afterwards. The leader frowned. "Oi!! That's enough!! Okay, my men are cowards and ran, but you got two of 'em, and I aidn't attempting to defend the rest!! Let me go!!" he shouted angrily, but knew it was pointless. The two again exchanged nervous glances.
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Rem shook his head, saying, "Not a chance. Not just yet anyway." He laughed an ugly laugh. "You're a bargaining chip."
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Artemis looks over and nods, grinning from ear to ear, so to speak. "Yep. How's your strength sir?" She asked the Naga, cautious to keep her chains away from his eletrically charged hands.
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That was a smart move a minute ago to bad I have equipment to offset what would have been my attack that would have made my friends safe from it. Says Rosuto with another angry look on his face Ugh when am I gonna get to use this stuff!
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"Strength?" The naga asked, uncertain as to what strength she was asking about. "If you mean my charge, well, not to brag, but I've got enough volts at a high enough amperage to cook the tin can here in a heartbeat."
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"Uh huh, and your normal strength? Your uh..." She paused looking for the right word. "your energy?" She asks, snapping her chains against the blonde's armor making a satisfying clang.
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Rem was obviously still having trouble understanding. "Physical strength? Well, if I constricted tin can here, I could crumple him into a bloody mess inside the armor. And I choose when and how much electricity I release, though my normal defensive shock is only enough to stun. It'll hurt like nothing else, but won't kill most beings as large as yourself."
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The soldier sighed. "Oh, for crying out loud. I don't have any ****ing clue why I'm still here. Care to tell me why you aidn't lettin' me go?" He paused. "And I dun' like being called tin can, a'ight? I'm called Poro."
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"Good name, Poro. Too bad you won't live long enough for it to be remembered." She chuckles. "And what's YOUR name son?" She asks the other.
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"Hah. Your lady friend over there said she'd let me live. And trust me, you aidn't seen nothing..." He frowned.
The soldiers gulped again. "Archa, ma'am." said the blonde. The other quickly added, "Charles, ma'am."
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"Good boys." She apts their helmets gently then glares at Poro. "You have a sad mission indeed. I might let you go, I might not. Sorain has no control over me and I her. SHE promised she wouldn't kill you but she said nothing about ME."
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Poro frowned. "It's my job. I've been asked by 3 people to kill Olhal; one request from my lord, one request from my now dead father, and one request from the mage, Jankhe. I'm getting rewards from all 3 of em." he muttered. "Just about anyone would do it for that. I bet Olhal wouldn't decline three rewards just fer killin' a man, he kills people every day."
Archa seemed overall much more nervous than Charles. Charles was sweating badly, and his face was like a tomato; however, Archa seemed to have come to tears. Both Poro and Charles apparently didn't notice or didn't care.
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"Aww, sweethart. Don't cry." She whispers, pulling him up. "I'm not going to hurt you. Your friends are another thing."
Sorain came back, bleeding from several shallow wounds on her back. "Oww..."
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"G-get off me!!" shouted Archa, clearly terrified of her. "I-I'm a tormentor!! I'm going to die!! And I bloody well deserve it!! All I've caused is pain in my life, I deserve to be damned to hell!!" Tears stopped falling, and he went white as a sheet. "Just kill me now!! I'm a backstabbing *******, I deserve to die!!"
Charles shuffled away from his friend.
Olhals eyes weakly opened.
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"WElcome back love." She looked at Olhal breifly before turning back to Archa. She looks at Sorain. "What do you think?"
"Hmmm....Since he admitted it, I ought to kill him but I see a better punishment. He'll wish to be dead before we're thorugh." She winks.
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Archa, however, didn't go without noticing Olhal awakening. "Olhal?..." he whispered gently.
Olhals teeth suddenly gritted. "Archa, I can't believe you. You backstabbing traitor. You're a fool, Archa... You're a fool to have left me." He stood up, weakly.
Archa gulped. "Olhal, please... I want one last favour off you."
Olhal raised his eyebrows. "I know you want me to kill you. Finish you off quickly. Right?"
Archa hesitated, then nodded slowly.
Olhal laughed, as if enjoying the power. "Well... I could, but you deserve worse than torture. You deserve a life of punishment, Archa... If only I-" He stopped abruptly, and noticed Archa with an outstretched hand; holding a pendant. Olhal stared at it with wonder in his eyes. "That... thuh- that..." His jaw dropped. "Give it to me!!" he suddenly hissed, and snatched it. Then, he turned to Artemisia and Sorain. "Let him go." he commanded. "Do what you like with his friend, but let Archa go."
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"Ohh no. Her's going to pay for the slaughter of my entire race. I'm the last of my kind thanks to his little buddies. I'm going to make him pay dearly for extinguishing my group." She growls, ripping him away from Artemas and Dangling him over her mouth. "I think a dragon could finish you off but I'd rather torture you and delete YOUR race from existance, how'd you like that?"
Artemas let her take Archa nad zeroes in on Poro. "You're all mine." She smiles, showing off a pair of eleven inch fangs. "I'll make all of you regret ever meeting us. And your memory will suffice enough though I wish to give you a few scars to remember me buy." She smiles wider and reaches for his neck, scraping her teeth gently across it. "You'll love being a vampire love, it's lots of fun." She hisses, biting his neck and beginning to drink his blood.
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"Let him go!!" someone else commanded; and Fyroh approached from the bushes. "You heard Olhal; you'll have the pair of us to face if you hurt Archa." Olhal nodded; and drew his knife. Fyroh drew his sword. "We WILL fight you." Olhal said through his teeth. Fyroh nodded in agreement, though Olhal looked in no condition to fight.
However, Poros skin was unmarked; she was unable to bite his neck. He frowned. "I aidn't just a soldier. It looks like I'll have to skedaddle, though... Didn't mean to have to do this, but hey, lifes a *****." Suddenly, with no flash, bang, or any other sign of magic, he had completely disappeared.
Olhal suddenly averted his gaze and caught sight of Artemisia; he quickly turned back to Sorain, however, his tiny knife shaking with the rest of him.
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"Why is it I have to let go of an idiot?" She snarls, releasing him. "I'll catch him later." She takes a fleeting look at him then pushes him out of her waty. "Better start running, I catch up fast hun."
Artemisia looked around for a second then settles down, clutching Olhal's arm. "Fine, I let him go. Happy now?"
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Olhal quickly pulled away from Artemisia. "You- you- you... you never... you never told me..." he whispered.
Fyroh nodded. "It isn't in my wishes to let you go, Archa, but Olhal knows what he's talking about. Run, fast."
Archa nodded shakily, and quickly ran; at a suprising pace.
While the others had been distracted, Charles had escaped; he was now nowhere to be found.
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"What do you me--...Oh..." She looked at the ground sadly and staggered over to Sorain. "I'm sorry Olhal, I meant to tell you but you ran off before I could..." Artemas nudged Sorain and climbed onto her back.
"Deary, you should have told him when you first met. That would have saved you some trouble." She purred, adjusting her shoulders to accomadate Artemas.
"WEll, I wasn't one when I was with him...I found a dying vampire and he turned me to save himself. I wanted to find Olhal and show him before anyone else could..." She mumbles, burrying her face into Sorains wam fur.
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Olhal looked terrified. "But... But Artemas... we were travelling for a while before we arrived here... why didn't you...? And besides, you were the one that got angry with me..." Olhal looked hurt. "Forget it... I'm sorry." With that, he hobbled off, looking even more feeble than before.
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The naga seemed distressed, "Hey..What? Tin can? Where'd my desert go?" It looked around, confused.
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Rosuto is still watching from his vantage point the scene unfolding below That Artemisia, I'll have to keep an eye on her Rosuto sudenly shuders For she is undead, and a creature of darkness It looks like none of you needed my help after all
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Fyroh looked to Rosuto. "I'm glad you turned up either way. You may not have helped, but you had every intention to; so I thank you anyway." He smiled.
Olhal was still hobbling away, forbidding himself to look back.
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"Now's when you go run after him and pounce, apologising and trying your hardest to make it up to 'im." Soraine whispers, nudging Artemas backwards.
"I know, I just don't think he'll let me."
"Never know until you try."
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Fyroh shook his head. "Pounce? No, not right now, I doubt he'll appreciate it. He'll appreciate it more if you just walk up to him... I mean, he's in a physical AND emotional state now."
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The naga harrumphed, talking to Olhal loudly, "Oi. Landwalker. You're a rude one, aren't you. At least thank me for keeping them off of you when you were in a bind. I didn't have to help you, stranger."
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"WEll, I guess I COULD walk over to him."
"That's good sweetie, now go do it."
"Yes ma'am." Artemas replies, slowly walking over to Olhal. "Hey, I'm sorry, okay?"
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Olhal just managed to hear the Naga. He attempted shouting back, "Oh, sorry. Thanks for that." but it came out as croaks. He didn't want to have to turn back to say it either, so he carried on walking.
Fyroh sighed. "He probably couldn't hear you... I'm sure he's grateful, but... yeah. He isn't exactly the friendliest, so yeah... Well, I thank you on his behalf." he said to the Naga, and gave a short bow.
Olhal turned to see Artemisia. He started trying to speak, but his throat physically wouldn't let him; but if there was one thing he knew from travelling, it was actions speak louder than words. He reached into his jacket; and slowly pulled out his dagger, his arm shaking more violently by the second; and he pointed it at Artemisia; if you could call it pointing, as his arm was shaking so much it didn't appear to have a direction, and looked as though he could drop it any moment.
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She saw how bad he was shaking and Artemisia continued. "I promise not to bite, I can't."
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He started trying to talk, but he just ended up mouthing invisible words. He suddenly turned, began hobbling along in an attempt to run; yet tripped, scrambled to his feet and tripped again. This time, he didn't attempt to get up; he lay there on the ground, looking defeated.
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Artemisia ran t ohis side, helping him up and supporting him back towards Soraine. "Don't try to talk or strain yourself, I'll carry you there if I have to."
Sorain takes Olhal gently, applying a few small breathes on his cheek. "Sleep." She whispers, smiling at Artemisia encouragingly.
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Olhal managed to produce a croak like growl, and weakly slashed with his dagger; missing both of them. Fyroh frowned. "Always loved being the rebel, aye, Olhal? Look, I think if Artemisia wanted to hurt you, she'd have done it by now." He laughed at his own comment. "Just sleep-"
"Noo!" Olhal croaked; with his eyes narrowed to slits, he threw his dagger pathetically, aiming for Sorains face. "No un tells me ut to oo!!" he managed to say, before stumbling backwards, and once again attempting an escape.
Fyroh growled back. "No one tells you what to do, true, but I think you're on the verge of doing so anyway."
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She lets him slash her cheek, ignoring his remark. "Olhal, you will do as you're told or suffer. Now sleep." She ordered quietly with a slight tone of anchient athourity. {i'm not sure if that's how its spelled..}
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((Authority?))
Fyroh's eyes narrowed slightly. "Mistake." he muttered.
Olhals face whitened. He knew what had happened; he'd just been threatened. And since he'd just thrown his last weapon, he was in no situation to defy them any longer; but defying was what Olhal did best. He turned, and with remarkable speed compared to what he'd just attempted earlier, yet still not fast, he fled once more.
Fyroh sighed. "Oh, Olhal, when will you learn to take orders... I don't think he liked being told he would suffer, though... To be honest, I'd probably run in the same situation."
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She watched him, amused, for a few seconds before catching him and bringing him back. "That was NOT a threat Olhal, dear." She grins as she drops him. "It was merely an analysis of your situation and health. My poor human, your stamina is almost all up. Slep and you can recover. I would suggest not trying to bolt again as I am stronger, faster and have more stamina than you; for the time being that is." She whispers.
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"Oh ih uzz!!" he shouted in his croaky voice. "Oo fettened me!! Oo said I would uffer!! Geh orh me!!" He continued struggling. "Oo filfy ampire scum!! Traih-tor!! Geh orh me, beaft!! Help!!"
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Sorain flicked her tail impatiently, clamping her clawed paw over his mouth. "Please..shut your mouth. It's not going to work for you to struggle against me. Now let me help for once you sorry looking human." She looked up at Artemisia then licked his dagger blade, it was still sticking out of her cheek.
Artemisia took his hands and stroked them gently, leaning him back.
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Olhal was still putting up a resistance; kicking, flailing his arms, and even trying to cry for help. Fyroh resisted an urge to help him. Suddenly, Olhal accidently discovered something; flames shot out of his hands when he next flailed them. He smiled. "Ah, my energy's returned." he said calmy, in his normal voice. "So you have no further need to force me to sleep." He then frowned. "So, RELEASE ME!!" His anger was back, and in full force; his whole body set alight momentarily as he said those words, but went out after he finished.
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She held back a snarl, resisting the reflex to drop him. "You're not going to fool me. Stop fighting. A possible last reserve being used to fight someone who's trying to help you? Tsk, tsk tsk."
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"You're not trying to help me!!" he roared. "You're... you've planned this with Artemisia!! Artemisia, you halfblood, dark, vampyric SCUM!!" he shouted; and with all is strength, blasted his way out of Sorains grip; flippng backwards and landing on his feet. "How many times have you bitten me on the neck 'affectionately'?! You're trying to turn ME into one!! You... you TRAITOR!! You MURDERER!! You little piece of SCUM!! I'm not under your control; and don't you try to stop me!!" With this, he darted off; this time, he actually moved fast away from the area.
Fyroh groaned. "Ignore him. He never takes things like that well."
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Sorain smiles knowingly. "Artemas? Give him about a day and a half. He's a little slow but he'll get past his idiocy."
Artemisia shrugs, watching him run off before smiling ruefully at Fyroh. "I DID only bite him affectionately. I never could bring myself to turn him. i was going to give him a choice but apperently, his answer's plain as day." She sighs, frustrated. "I'll live through that stinger soon enough. I'd had worse....That reminds me, has anyone seen that Naga?"
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((yeah, had work.))
This time Rem had stayed silent, none of it being any of his business to start with. He didn't know what a vampire was, but it did manage to make him arch a webbed brow of little spikes as he had watched the scene, slithering silently along the perimeter of their exitement. One the one called Olhal spouted flames, he was rather interested, but had still kept his distance. That was the closest thing he had seen to his own racial ability by the land walkers.
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Artemisia burst out laughing after a few minutes of silence. "This reminds me of the time my mother found out her brother was a dragon-tiger. Bless the boy's soul. He hid his scales and tail under a trenchcoat and baggy clothes." She sobered quickly as another memory surfaced. "My aunt was a Naga. Sadly, her family killed her...Split her head and body apart, cut her... and fed her to the sharks...Really horrible birthday present." She smiles grimly and watches the stars blink awake. "Such a pretty sky you enjoy here...Its not like this at home."
She smiles ruefully once more, "The horizon is always filled with the smell of sulfer, smoke, fire, and rotting flesh. There were always body pils near fields and minor rivers. The constellations began disappearing for no reason...On a clear, crispy fresh night you couldn't see where the land ended and the sky began...It was beautiful in its own way...I miss the smells and the veiws the most..."
Sorain raises an eyebrow then nods. "Yes, very diverse family you have. What happened to your uncle?"
"Uncle Eli was killed in a fued between his clan and anothers. Bless the poor sap...His daughter disappeared a fortnight after his death...We still don't know where she is."
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Seems to me we have more incomen then I thought. Rosuto silently wispers to himself as he leaps down from the trees (this was his vantage point) He then goes over to Sorain and says If you don't mind I would like to romove that blade and stitch you up right now. It lowers the risk of infection, if you don't want me to.
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Sorain smiles through the dagger, "That would be very good, thank you."
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Don't thank me just yet this is going to hurt Says Rosuto as he grasps the handle and gives it a sharp pull removing it with out further damaging Sorain's face. You might not want to hold back any yelps or such for I know how much this hurts says Rosuto as he start pouring a cleansing solution in the wound Also don't swallow that stuff or it will make you sick. Rosuto then pulls a needle and thread out of his pack and begins stitching the wound close There that should work grandly. In about two weeks I'll have to remove the stitches though because the skin MUST NOT be allowed to grow over them and that would hurt very much in deed.
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She moves her jaws a little, wincing as the stitches pull on her skin then smiles. "Thank you... it actually doesn't hurt as bad as you think. Its kind of numb right now anyways..." Her ears twitch and she lowers her body, fur bristling. "Shh...I hear something/someone very big..." She whispers, extending her claws slowly as a soft rustling sound reaches her.
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Fyroh suddenly became aware of the noise, as well. He quickly drew his one handed sword, in case it was a threat. "Do you have any idea what it is?" he whispered to Sorain.
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"A small indication by the difference in the sound of its footfalls. It seems to be hurt, its limping:favoring its' left leg. About seven to nine feet tall, very slim..." She mumbles back, cocking her head a little to the right.
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Fyroh looked puzzled. "How do you work that stuff out? How do you know it's not five feet tall and quite chubby, but the same weight?... I guess it doesn't matter right now." He kept his sword ready.
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"A simple deduction by the way it walks. It carries it's weight on two-four legs. Those legs are thick, muscled and hold the weight evenly if its healthy. Right now...It can't walk on all four so it limps. If it was short, chubby and weighed the same, it'd be unable to limp. It'd have to crawl." She says, uncoscious how she sounds much like a recording of a lecturing teacher.
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Fyroh blinked. "Whatever you say." he replied, not having listened to any of that. "But do you think it's a threat?..."
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"That..." She pauses, listening harder. "no, I don't think so but I'm unsure. Keep your ears and eyes catious, I'm going to go see what it is." She mumbles, sliding foreward on her belly.
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Fyroh twirled the blade in his hand once, then held it steady. "Alright... be careful." he muttered.
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She nods once, then freezes as the noise stops. "What's going on?" She wondered softly.
A low, warning snarl come from a few paces in front of her; muffled by the bushes.
"uh huh..." She mutters, crawling foreward again. "Come on out to play, we won't hurt you."
The snarl gets loude as she nears it. All of a sudden, it stops.
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Fyroh gripped his sword tighter. Just in case Sorain was in trouble, he slowly began approaching.
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"No, stay there." She mouths.
{gotta go..}
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Here Fyroh I'll go forward seeing as I don't have a weapon. Also if it is hurt I can fix it right up Says Rosuto as he leaps once more into the trees so he may follow Sorain (ooc I don't mean he jumps up and lands on a branch I mean he jumps up and grabs onto it also the reason he travels in the trees is it dosn't leave footprints and you cant step on a twig.)
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Sorain grunts with frustration then shakes her head, creeping foreward again. Her eyes dull so they can't be so easily noticed. She moves slowly, keeping her body loose; like water; and her claws extended. Something's obviously wrong here....Its been a few days since the rivers have turned red...There shouldn't be anything bigger than me around anymore....
The snarl got louder, it was moving towards her instead of shrinking away. Who goes there? The voice was gravelly, gruff and hoarse.
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Fyroh didn't like the sound of it; to be careful, he drew nearer to where Sorain was, but still out of sight.
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Sorain grunted and pawed the ground gently. "I do." She grinned macabre-like. Her eyes were glistening as sweat streamed down her body, slickening it and causing it to slip easily through the brambles surrounding her. The brambles were letting off a horrid smell, Sorain's nose twitched.
The voice rang out again, Who is I? It was demanding and harsh, condescending. Much like a parental unit with a misbehaving child.
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Hey Sorain did you forget about me? calls Rosuto from the tree's. I might not be much help if a fight breaks out but when it comes to combat suport who better to be at your side than a medic.
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The voice roars hungrily. Medic? Medic sounds good...
Sorain looked ahead and nodded. "Sure, come on over but stay back aways." She crawls foreward again and pounces on the creature, snarling. Tail whipping around, she growls again. "Nice to see that another has survived."
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Rosuto drops out from the trees and lands right behind Sorain Right so where are your hurt? Rosuto asks the new comer.
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Fyroh was confused. Should he approach or not? He decided it would be safest to stay back; for now, at least.
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((....ish it oki if i pop back up in here?.....)
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(Sure just next time use the companion thread to ask)
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Sorain glanced around quickly before climbing into a tree beside the creature. "You, my dearest, are very lucky we aren't the Hunted." She whispered softly, trailing her claws along the veins in the bark.
The snarl turned to a whimper as the creature shakily got to its feet, limping on its front left leg. Yes, indeed I am. Are you aware where they have moved to? It asked, its voice marking it a male.
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Ah so that is where it is hurt. Maybe I should hold off on using my arts for now, it could still be agressive and I don't feel like fixing my self at the moment Rosuto silently thought to himself as Sorain was confronting the creature.
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"Why don't you include the others in this conversation so it doesn't seem like I'm the nutty one?" She asked with a chuckle. She held out her paws in a welcoming gesture, arms open. "Come."
The creatures normally red eyes were clouded with purple and dark blue streaks. Now why would I do that? It'd frighten them more than anything if I let them hear my side. Are you sure they aren't nearby? He chuckled hoarsely, lumbering over to her and growl-purring in her delicate ears happily. His scales were a fiery red shot through with coppery undertones around the edges, making her fur look magnificent. His eyes were on either side of his head, he couldn't see striaght ahead. He twisted his head to the side and up to look at her..
"You are one strange, gentle, funny creature. What's your name?" Sorain purred, stroking his cheekbone. Offering a slice of meat and a few nut and berries, she kissed the top of his head motherly.
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i wave to the creature nervouslie, "..hiya!.."
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The Naga made an aggressive thudding sound but said, "Greetings..."
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The dragon looked at them with intelligent eyes and smiled warmly, cuddling agianst Sorains' warm fur. Greetings to you, Naga. And you, mammal. He spoke inside their heads. He looked quizzical for a second then growl-purred louder.
"They seem trustworthy, no?" Sorain smiled, petting his hair softly.
{sorry its so short, ill just post more later..}
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Fyroh, however, chose not to reveal himself. Instead, he backed away from the area; although from the voices he heard, it seemed to be an ally, he'd learnt enough in the past few years not to trust something just because others do. He jumped over some bushes, and hid behind them, completely out of sight from the rest of the group; but still in earshot.
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He growled haltingly, his voice gruff as the raw growl caused his body to shimmer. Where is the third one? There was one more besides you and me and the mammal and the Naga. Where is he? I heard you talking to him... He demanded, a louder snarl ripping from between his jaws as his body shimmered faster, throwing off the illusion. After several minutes of this, a man about eight foot eleven stood wher the dragon had been, a scowl on his face and several snals rippling through his chest. "The Hunted?" He pondered, his voice now audable. "I hate having to speak that way...You stink, Sorain." He snorted, wrinkling his nose at her.
Sorain smirked then it turned to a furious scowl. "Don't tell me you smell dog and whatever other animal I've been on me...I'm deffinitely not in the mood, Caius." She snarled back.
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Fyroh had chosen his hiding place a little too well; he was unable to see the events occuring, but guessed that he was probably going to be searched for in a moment. Seeing as the others were trusted, he assumed if he revealed himself now, he'd probably be safe... but he didn't like the sound of 'The Hunted' at all; for all he knew, he could be one of them. And that was enough evidence for him; swiftly and silently, he began moving away from the area.
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"I smell the fool, he's headed East. The hunted are farther off, waiting for easy prey. You might want to get him...I can feel our attachment for him, love. What am I supposed to do with your little Fantasies now, my lovely." He asked, growling softer now. He sat on the ground and proceeded to begin to clean his hair of leaves and other such debris from lumbering through the woods.
Sorain rolled her eyes and punched him in the face. "Keep that to yourself." She snarled, headed for the direction Fyroh had disappeared to. "Fyroh? FYROH!" She yelled softly, hoping he could hear her and The Hunted could not. "You don't think the human traitors could find him this far from Ancyra, could they?" She asked Caius.
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Well it seems you didn't notice me, and that is something very strange says Rosuto as he steps out from behind Sorain. That mistake could have cost you your life in other circumstances. Although I do admit a shape shifter could easily move his organs out of the way of an attack.
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Caius smirked at the medic. "You could have lost yours if i was any closer to you. Sorain, bless that idiot, is good at masking others' smells to confuse prey and predator alike. She is, in many ways, very good and also stubborn. Don't depend on her a lot, she's much like the wind, she goes where she pleases with no ties left behind."
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Similar to me in some ways I guess. I have no one so I can do as I please. Rosuto replies as he aproches Caius to inspcet the wound that is now in his arm.
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"Ahh, yes. That should leave a scar at least. And I'd like to kep it, please. Thank you." He looked towards where Sorain had disappeared to and softly shouts. "Probably not but I'd best be prepared,love. We weren't last time and you remember what happened then. How's Cayine doing since the Red-Winter hit?"
Sorain snorted at him. "She's as arrogant as before. Now she's supposedly Queen of Grantera. What a wonderful holiday THAT will be."
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I may be a medic but I can only use plants I don't THAT gift so a scar will remain. And as I told Sorain earleir this will most likely hurt quite badly so don't try to stifle any grunts or such caused by the pain says Rosuto as he starts to pour a cleanser into the wound after he finishes he begins stitching it up so that nothing else gets in their. There that should heal nicely
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The Naga maintained a steady distance from the newcomer. He still was unsure what exactly it was, and if it was a threat.
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Caius roared loudly, making several trees full of birds shake. "Ow." He smirked afterward, rubbing his arm. "They feel wierd...do they stretch to fit any shape I change into?"
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I don't think so I haven't met any other shape shifters besides your self and Sorain. And they most likely feel odd because they are made from aloe fibers. repleis Rosuto as he sees his handy work.
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"I will have to see if I can make it work. For now...Saphy is going to have to deal with a naked human for awhile. I can't change back for at least 24 hours."
"Oh, stop! You will not, you sorry escuse for a shifter. Don't play the 'woe is me' card." She yelled back, charging ovr and knocking him onto his back. "i'll keep you company if you're hurt then." She smirked, "I know you will want some too."
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I am not even going to ask what you are implying and now I will take my leave I must resuply and I should have a stash around here some where Says Rosuto as he leaves the clearing and climbs into the trees once more See you in a bit
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"I'm implying that he's a dirty trickster and he needs to be babysat. Don't you?" She grinned.
Caius muttered something and shrugged. "I guess so, my dear. So I gather that later on we might have to see her new home? God that girl was a handful to be with. Thank my lucky stars you took her." He smirked and pulled her over. "I'm cold." He raised his eyebrows.
"Not that again...here." She growled, throwing a blanket in his face and getting up. She caught up to Rosuto and walked with him silently.
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Ahhh, so my first assumption was right you two despise each other. says Rosuto as he looks at the branch he is standing on Okay the mark says 25 yards to the left from this point I'll be done in no time.
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"Yes. On good days, we don't but most of the time we're sworn enemies. I've learned to deal with his sorry excuses and such."
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I see so I take it he shamed you in the past asks Rosuto as he turns and runs through the trees toward his stash.
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"Something like that, yes." She muttered, frowning in thought.
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I'll stop asking if you want. Also we are at my stash it will only take me a second to get the suplies. says Rosuto as he gently presses at a knot hole in a tree. His hand begins to gently glow and the knot hole swings open reveiling a large supply of ointments and other medical suplies There that should replenish my supplies he says as he refills his containers More inportantly it makes sure I have the more concentrated ointments so they will last longer
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"No, its alright. I just was pondering on something a friend had said to me a while back."she called, stopping to clear her head before turning back to the way they'd come. "How are you?"
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"Hmm what was that you just said. I didn't quite catch it." At this Rosuto stands and lesurly strolls above Sorain
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"I said; no, its alright. I just was pondering on something a friend had said to me a while back. How are you?" She asked, keeping pace with him.
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"Just fine and your self" he says with out missing a beat this time.
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"Just fine. Thank you for asking. Have you sufficient supplies for a journey?" She pondered, speeding up to sneak up on Caius.
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"More than enough as long as no one does anything incredibly stupid or idiodic." Rosuto replies in a joking way "Like that friend of yours"
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She grins and pounces him, rolling over to play. "Hmm...." She growls playfully and crouches to the ground, ready to pounce again. "Want to play?"
Caius lopes in and stops short. "Oh no..." He yelps and tries to run but isn't fast enough.
"Ha ha!" She yells, laying down them springing up to knock him over. "Gotcha." She sneers, licking his neck.
He shivers violently. "Awe, come on! That wasn't very fair, you know. And I don't like th--."
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"Break it up you two. This isn't the time nor the place for that kind of behavior." says Rosuto as he starts to shake his head gently So imiture
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She grins impishly and pounces on him. "You're just mad I'm not including you."
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"Get off me fuzball." says Rosuto playfully while throwing her off of himself. "Now I think we should secure the area before any more 'fun' time."
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Sobering up, Sorain nods. "Ok. I'll take the north, Caius the East." She smirks, licking his face before loping off.
"And that's why I run from her..." He growled, strolling in the general direction of East.
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"I'll check to the south because we just came from the west." Says Rosuto as he leaps once more into the trees.
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She comes to the end of the plot she was sniffing and lopes back, plopping down to rest a while. She giggles and examines the blades of grass in front of her, blowwing them around with her breath childishly.
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i layed on my back,looking at sis upside down, "..joo must be reallieh bored eh sis?.."
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She nods, pawing the dirt and blowing it around. "Dust is fun to push around..."
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South is clear, guess I should head back Rosuto thinks as he turns around and heads back to camp.
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Sorain glanced up then went back to blowing the grass blades and the dust around. "I am so bored..."
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"So am I" said Rosuto as he jumps down beside Sorain
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She smiled up at him and poked the ground with a claw, drawing an earth dragon flying through a storm of clouds. "so, we can play now, right?" She asked, smirking.
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Shuyin looked through the leaves of the tree he sat in
"who are those people..." he muttered to himself. he slowly gathered ice in the palm of his hand, sharpening it into a spike. "just a little bit more..." he didn't hear the sharp cracking as the branch he had situated himself on fell to the ground, bringing him with it. "owwww..." he sprawled upside down in front of the two he had been watching
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"What in the world!?" shouts Rosuto quite startled by this as he jumps back and reades to attack.
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Sorain humphed, annoyed and strolled over to the fallen furry. "Here, let me help you with that." She yawns, pulling him up and dusting his spike off before handing it to him with her face befectly clear of any telltale signs of hatred or friendliness. She looked at [Rosuto] and shrugged. "The name's Sorain, and that's Caius." she growled, pointing to the man.
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((Rosuto's in this one remember Yasashii isn't in it yet))
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{i know, i fixed it.}
Caius smirked and nipped at her finger. "Yes, you don't need to point. It's inconciderate and rude."
She smirked back and poked him. "They mean the same thing." She snickered and turned back to Inuzuka. "Who're you?"
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gets up and dusts himself off
"I'm... just a traveler... but these are pretty dangerous parts, why're you here?"
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Yasashii after looking for food for the past couple of days wanders into the clearing and upon seeing the others in the area thinks I mush be dieing. Why else would so many others be here? and colapses to the ground. Rosuto runs up to check on him to see what is wrong. While examining him sees the ribs through the skin and relized that he was close to starvation. Sudenly he begins caughing ((Rosuto that is)) and covers his snout when he pulls his hand away it has blood on it. Blood? Thats odd I don't re....... he suddenly has a flash back If I were you I would leave him alone &@"^ it! I didn't wash my hands off right after I put my hand in the powder and then I rubbed my snout. (*&) &)** &)*& $&#^ #&$* $#&$!!! I have cures for the iritant but not for the sporse which are what cause the bleeding. I'm going to die. I'll leave that way they never have to see what happens because of this stuff. with this thought in mind he stands "He'll live he just needs to eat to get his strength back." and upon saying this statement takes of running all out and heading for his families old den so that he may die in peace. ((there it is done I'll post a pic of Yasashii in the companion thread))
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Soraine looked alarmed but let him be. She walked casually over to the humongous wolf, knelt besie him and lifted his eyelid to make sure he wasn't dead. "Poor thing..." She sighed, getting up to bering some meat over. "Please live, you're such a magnificent dreature. your stamina must be great..." She murmured, leying beside it and nudging it gently.
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Where am I? Whats going on? thought Yasashii as he lay there motionless Am I dead or alive? And what is this pain I feel in my gut?
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She snuggled closer and shivered slightly, her eyelids fluttering. her tail wrapped around his subconsciously and she smiled in her sleep.
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Uhh that pain it won't leave. Wait I know this pain, its hunger. I need to find some food but I can't move what is going on ?! he thinks with it getting louder and fear starting to grip his mind
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Soraine opened her eyes and got up. Forcing his mouth open, she fed him some of the food by his nose and hoped he wasn't dead. She looked around and shook him gently. "Hey, wake up." Her eyes changed to a dull blue as her paws shrinked a little. Her tail lowered then started flicking back and forth, her body slowly got smaller until she was half her size. Her breathnig stopped for a minute. When it started back up, she was purring full force.
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The pain its leaveing but I still can't move. What am I going to do? he thinks as he remains laying there
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She nudged his muzzle with hers and flicked the end of his nose roughly. "Wake up, sleeping beauty." She growled, shaking him.
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" 'm 'wake, jus' can' move." he replies surpriesed to hear his own voice. Well its a start
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She nodded and took out some mint, rubbing it under his nose and poked him several times in various parts of his body. "Well try, it's not as bad as it look--?"
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"That helped a bit but not that much" says Yasashii as he tryes to prop him self up onto his elbows.
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She used some cherry pits and rubbed them on his chest, neck, and arms. "THat should do better. Though it'll only work for a little while. Eat, you need strength." She ordered sternly, planting a slab of meat in his lap.
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"Now that I can do" Yasashii replies as he tears into his meal with gusto
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Soraine chuckled at him and got up to check on Caius. He was busy cleaning his hands and totally ignoring everyone around him. "What are you doing, Caius?"
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Yasashii herd Soraine's words and looked at who she was speaking at So that one right there is Caius. Hmmm it seems they've never had a wolf in their midst other wise they wouldn't be so ungaurded. Or maybe they realize just how beat up I am and don't think of me as a threat. Oh well I still got food and thats all that maters This all went through his mind in an instant as he continued eating.
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When he ignored her further, Soraine shrugged her shoulders and came back to sit beside Yasashii. Her ears swiveled nonstop as she glanced at him. Yasashii, can you hear me? I know you can speak, and think, but can you hear me? She asked, curiously swinging her tail as he ate.
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" Why 'ouldn't I be 'ble to 'peak" He manages to gurgle out inbetween bites of his rapidly depleating meal (ooc lol any one want sea food?)
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I mean are you able to hear me? I hope..
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"Like I said a minute ago why wouldn't I be able to hear you, your sitting right next to me?" Yasashii asks thouroughly confused but full from his meal.
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She groaned and rolled her eyes. So you can hear my thoughts? I'm not opening my mouth silly.
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"Waaaah?" Well this is new. Wait a second, if I can hear her thoughts then does that mean she can hear mine? Oh man that would weird. Yasashii thinks with a slightly confused look of awe on his face.
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She giggled, poking him gently. Your thought process is very strange. You think slightly more simply than others do. I apologize for barging in. I am normally not this intrusive but you intrigue me.
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My thought process is simple but you must admit extremly efficient not to mention fast. he retorts in less than a second. Not to mention some of the other ways of thinking can lead to the owner of said thought to over complicating things and over thinking that battle stratagies and other such things that don't happen to me because of my "simple" stile of thought
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Yes, but I meant you do not stress your thoughts on meaninglessly minuscule things. Things that are trivial are organized into a file sort of and return to it later. Much easier to read and process that way... Man, I wonder how many more times i have to hint that....
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Ahh well you coulda said that in the first place. Yasashii thinks huffily at her as he crosses his arms and has a histarical looking pout
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She giggles and snuggles up to him, tail swaying lazily. Not that, something else. Didn't mean to think that one aloud per say. She replied, smiling as she lay beside him, paw on his chest.
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Yasashii sudenly yawns revealing his impressive set of teeth Man am I tired I think its time we get some sleep I just get the fealing that tommorow is going to be a loooooong day he thinks before he drifts quickly into sleep
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Nodding, Soraine snuggled closer, ignoring her companions' huff of annoyance. She felt comfortable and safe laying beside/on this huge wolf. It made her smile and think of her brothers. How I miss thee, O brothers of mine... She thought softly, forgetting he could hear her. Thy memories still keep me.
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(OOC Yasashii's already asleep lolz)
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(lol)
The Next Morning:
Soraine blinked her eyes and blushed, she'd fallen asleep on the huge wolf, comfortable. "Morning." She murmured, smiling up at him.
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Yasashii yawns quite loudly as he sits up "Mornin'"
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She purred and snuggled close, content. "Nice to wake up and see you." She grinned, kissing him gently.
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Yasashii gently pushes her away "Sorry but I don't intend to cheat on my love, you know wolf and all."
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She nodded, getting up. "Ah, a cool day to start."
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"It could be better." Yasashii says shaking himself to get the dew out of his fur. "So what should we do about the others?" he asks softly in order not to wake them.
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"Nah, we'll leave them." She murmured, standing up. Her ears swiveled as she searched for something.
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((I was trying to get the others back in lol. Maybe we should pm the other players in this rp?))
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(Yea, maybe that'll work. We can try.)
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((yeah))