International Demon Wrangling Company

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr held out his hand. "Don't waste your shells, laddie," a distinctly Scottish voice said. "Wait until we've worn the bugger down first, then start blasting." The cat stepped towards the demon, sword drawn and his left eye orange. "Now... shall we?"

[Rayleonarde]

Sha's seemed to pull a katana from no-where, and took a defensive stance. "Let's."

[Cifero Windtail]

Gripping the icy grasscutter in one hand, Zephyr ran at Sha'sla, feinting at his head. "Take this, you bastard!"

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

He ran around to the backside of the demon and shot small blasts of the salt water at the demons back, chuckling loudly.

[Rayleonarde]

Sha's smirked, and blocked Zephyr's strike, but took the blasts of salt water. His flesh bubbled slightly, but he continued to fight. The townspeople charged the group, shouting and crying, though they didn't really pose a threat.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr growled. "You know, it doesn't have to be like this," he said. "We could find you somewhere safe... where you could be in peace..."

[Angder]

Angder brawls the townspeople. Knocking a few of them out with his fists. Keeping them off the rest of the group until he was needed to bring his guns into the main fight.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

He flung the rest at the demons head, the water spreading out like a net trap, closing around its head with a loud hiss. He quickly grabbed his next bottle from his bag and uncorked it.

[Rayleonarde]

Sha's staggered backwards, before throwing a hand out towards Tempest. A last ditch-effort, he was trying to get Tempest to fight for him.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr's right eye suddenly turned red. "Hey sweetie, look over here," the female voice said, speaking to Tempest.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

He tucked his bottles back into his back quickly and gave it a little pat, quickly dashing over to the group again. Rubbing his nose as he watched the demon step into the remaining salt water, chuckling darkly. "I'm so out of your league man." He snarled at the demon.

[Rayleonarde]

Sha's took a massive, desperate swing at Zephyr, his strength waning.

[Cifero Windtail]

The blade appeared to connect and swipe through Zephyr, who, strangely enough, dissipated.

Post Merge: December 14, 2015, 05:37:35 AMThe blade appeared to connect and swipe through Zephyr, who, strangely enough, dissipated.

[Rayleonarde]

Sha's, who at first smirked at Zephyr's disappearance, blinked, and drew a large handgun. "S-Stay back!"

[[INACTIVE]]

Name: Doctor Bailey "Doc" Stowe

Age: 42

Species: Jackal

Gender: Male

Disposition: Mortal

tact: Loud, Easily Angered, Weak but incredible intelligent, Extremely Evil.

Preferred weapon(s): SOCOM Pistol

Anything else of note: Is a horrible fighter and couldn't hold of by himself (Thats why he has a gun) He is best sent out with others to ether help wounded operators or examine hostiles and figure out what they are.