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 Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:25 pm
He stopped mid hop from stones, plopping rather unceremoniously before giving a high pitched chitter and leaped aside at the doslodged rocks. May not bother Zahara but rocks could really do his little self some damage. Popping up on a rock he stood on his hind legs and scanned around, ears and whiskers twitching...oh well that wasn't good at all. Dropping back to all fours he made a rather urgent noise to her. Come on, come on! I'm not happy feeling anymore, I'd like to get back to Sevilin, it's not much farther. Hey, when you could fit in pockets, you worried about things a lot.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:26 pm
Malik and Piper were just enjoying some quiet time alone, really. she was doing her thing, and he was doing his paperwork on the dining room table. mostly proposals for vendors of jewelry, weapons, armor, and tailoring.
"So what do you think about the redecorating? got any ideas?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:31 pm
The creature could not contain his hunger any more, he must feast upon these insignificant worms now, for he was most certainly hungry.
THe creature leaped, if it could be called that, onto where the girl and rodent trode. Its long purple body ecreted some goo in its haste, spraying the area with a very strong hormonal scent that would surely attract more preditors. This creature was a very young purple worm, roughly, thirty feet long and a third of that high. It is surprising that a creature of this mangnatude can hide, but he was a natural resident to the dark, even long before the drow. Purple worms are only seen when they want to be seen, but that is not entirely true.
Its maw fell towards Zahara, hoping to swollow her whole, or crush her with his mass, and eat the Zahara flavoured rocks. EIther way was good for him. The rodent would make an excellent desert. Rodent goo rocks were a delicacy after all, and what made this worm desire flesh and flesh flavored stone.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:36 pm
Zahara spun as she heard the shifting noises that meant something was in the area. The rocks had been her first clue, now she saw the hideous worm high above and heading down. Letting her survival instincts take over she crouched down and then leaped herself, landing on a small pile of rocks and skidding a bit, slipping in the good and scraping her skin but thankfully she hadn't fallen. She'd have to be extremely careful how she fought with this baby in evidence. "Come here Nym!" Last thing she needed was him getting crushed by hopping about underfoot. Her hands went down to her thighs to pull out her daggers but one had been left on the table by her own impatience. Damn it. So she had one dagger, magic and a whip. The whip seemed the best course of action. After all she wasn't sure how much magic she could and could not do in her present state. How much could worms see in the dark anyway? The whip came out and she flicked her wrist so it landed right across the worm's neck? with a swish and thwack! Maybe it would decide she wasn't to be played with and go home.... "You're ruining my boots! These are good boots!"
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:59 pm
More or less among that talk, Piper's earlier versed question had been discussed in pro and con like fashion before decisions were made. Yes, she had everyright to be paranoid now about being touched, more so than before. Though as she allowed him to take care of paperwork, but not in hermit style she took to writing a letter...or trying to. What was the best way to tell her parents yet not have them all squealy and down here in two seconds flat. Sure, loved them and all, but she wanted the time alone with Malik right now, no parents around to poke and what not. This was hard. But her attention turned up from her still blank sheet of paper and triple colored eyes turned to Malik. "Probably some color...sure, I like red, and you like black and all but it's all rather...dark. Kind of redundant...you know? Live in the Underdark, and then the outside of the place is dark and then the inside is dark too. Maybe haul some of your basement junk for show or what not."
Nym...almost passed out...and then made a quick move for Zahara when she called him, jumping to the fabric of her skirt and skittering up it quickly. It was times like this where he woudl hide in Sevilin's tunic...though Zahara's clothign wasn't prime hiding location. Thus, tucked behind her neck, one set of paws on each side, he took to scratching at the rune on his head.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:10 pm
The worm's skin absorbed the impact of the whip, literally. THe skin gave way to the instrument, and literally hocked the worm. It did not vire or change momentum, and landed face first where Zahara and Zym had been when he jumped.
The creature pulled the whip along with him into the earth, which parted before him like waves.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:15 pm
Her first reaction was to let go of the whip but she very rarely went with her first reaction. Her boots were covered with purple goo and dust, not attractive and now the thing was trying to take her whip too? Not on its life. She held onto it tightly, letting it pull her though she dug her heels into the rocks. That lasted about thirty seconds when it decided to dive into the ground and she was jerked off her feet to tumble and roll, letting go of the whip in the process. The firm leather had already cut into her hands and she lay there on the ground for a moment even while it shook beneath her. Reaching up to make sure Nym hadn't been crushed with the momentum she glanced down and quickly made a choice. Calling on innate magic, she drifted up into the air. Down to one dagger. Great. And who knew where that worm was going to come up at...it could knock her right out of the sky if she wasn't careful. She drew that one dagger and made ready, brandishing it in front of her, her head swiveling in all directions though watching the ground trying to figure out where it would decide to break through again. She could beat this thing, she knew she could.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:21 pm
The purple worm had begun to change her current possition long before she tried to stop him. He was sever tons of rock eating flesh, thrity feet long, and and invertebrate. He turned a couple tight angles and charged from underground.
THe worms head poked through the dirt where Zahara had been standing barely a leviate ago, and continued upwards for his whole length. The creature reached up into the air, probably just as high a Deep Water's outer Wall, before arching and falling downwards, back into the life giving earth.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:34 pm
She hadn't been expecting it to lurch up quite so quickly so when it did she was quite take by surprise for a moment, then it went far higher than she thought it would. All she could see was the towering mountain of purple and she quickly moved out of the way, though the disruption of such a huge thing falling, knocked her orbit off and she lost the concentration needed to stay afloat. Hitting the ground wasn't a big deal, unless you counted the huge worm who'd just fallen back and jolted the earth. She bounced a bit and was quite jarred, frozen from the force of impact. At this rate she and Nym were both going to be squashed in no time. Picking herself up she the only other move that she felt was open to her and she leaped upon the worm, stabbing it repeatedly along it's broad back.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:38 pm
The gooy skin proved easy prey for the knife, but alas, it also provided less body density than Zahara suspected. The skin literally began to creap about her body where she touched it, the skin was litterally dragging her inside.
Zahara faced an oftly sticky fate.
At least, its not a room with a moose.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:52 pm
Two parital levitation induced jumps steps got him where he wanted to be in prime position to see Zahara more or less trying to experience osmosis with a worm. Obviously not willingly for he knew how she felt about goo and what not. A quick moment of creature overview in his head and Zahara's predicament itself and he knew better than to touch it...he wasn't a fan of goo either. Thus his polearm wasn't his friend.
Not that he minded, he preferred his runics anyway. Thus a call of his own abilities and a target to Zahara. Rope runes were a wonderful thing, especially when you knew where to 'wrap' them around your target. But he could calculate that all in a matter of seconds and soon that shift in the air would take place and Zahara would feel that warm feeling again before she would feel herself being pulled from the worm's flesh which was seeking to meld her into it self, intentional or not.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:57 pm
She had been struggling, attempting to get out from the predicament she'd put herself in. Of course everytime her feet searched for a hold, well there was none. Flailing about was not very attractive either but she'd been reduced to just that until she felt the warmth and then herself bodily yanked from the gooey pit of worm innards and tossed back into a very broad, male chest. "What are you doing here?" she asked even as she picked herself up and wiped her blade off on her skirt. She'd been handling the worm just fine after all. Though her attention turned to it, to see what it would do now. After all, she'd just been plucked from it's body...which was a highly disturbing thought on so many levels. "Stupid worm..." Surveying herself, she was covered from mid chest down to her boots in purple goo. There was no hope for her boots now.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:58 pm
The worm unsaticified with the amount of energy he used to capture that prey left the battle bitter, and munching on a dagger and a whip.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 9:17 pm
He merely more or less caught her as she smacked back into him, having been prepared for the action and merely held to ther upper arms a moment, ready to yank her again should that creature take against them both. But like most things of the Underdark, it was fickle and gave up the potiential meal...rather to keep it's life most likely. Though as it slunk away, Zahara apparently wasn't too thrilled with him. "Nym called me..."
The creature leaping from Zahara, fur now gooey, onto Sevilin's shoulder and down his shirt to hid between fabric and chainmail and he didn't care if the drow didn't like it, he needed comfort.
And he merely pet at the lump now in his tunic before looking back to Zahara. "Are you alright?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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