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Kiddo Seanchain Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 8:50 pm
The Queen listened intently and gestured for an attendant to bring her a map. She pointed at one of the spots on it.
"Ira," she said, "If this is where your dragon and the Prince parted ways, how far do you estimate he could have traveled in his wounded condition? Once we have a general idea of what options he has to set up camp we'll be able to start marching the army there. The sooner we can surprise him in combat, the better chance we have of ending this with minimal bloodshed."
Her gaze flicked upwards to meet Bullseye's.
"And the sooner we can withdraw from dragon territory so that their kind are not pulled in any further than they already are."
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Leverne couldn't tell if his arrow had done what he hoped. Someone had fallen... he knew that much. Putting another arrow to the string he leapt from branch to branch until he was closer to the location where Ruscar and Enduria were. He kept his eyes on the fallen reborn.
"Reborn!" he called in the fae language, "Thou art fae blood in part. I compel thee by my authority as Champion for the Crown to show thyself and surrender thyself into my command."
And there was a compulsion behind his words that stemmed from the fae magic.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 9:35 pm
Ira closed her eyes and then open them pointing to the spot where the confrontation was.
"This is where we met the two, and the plan was to stall till this dragon here called his brother to stand by. There is a reborn, name Ruscar with them."
She paused as she was getting more information as she pried what path they have went form bullseye.
" Seems Uritai and her bound is with the Prince as well."
She moved her finger lightly the direction to the spot where Bullseye parted ways with the prince. "It was still a good distance away, If I only stayed longer.." she commented to her self and then she looked at the land markings on the map.
"There, this scar upon the land, trees look large around in this area."
Ira then looked at other places on the map, "How many of our Fea do we have out there in the dragon territory and where are they staying at."
Bullseye just kept his gaze at the Queen, he had the urge to just tear the tent down, but his eyes then averted away to the opposite end of the tent force by his bound. There was growl but it ceased as soon as it came up.
"Apologies again my Queen, he still has much to understand, as I do him."
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 10:00 pm
Watching him jump from tree to tree and not touching the ground then stop and say something in a language that she doesn't understand she sprinted to get in between the two keeping mind of the arrow that stood ready. Maybe she was just a little bit insane, one arrow her body different but her wings she could deflect the arrow. Enduria swiped her feet keeping them in the soil. "Are you with the Fallen, No?" her voice coed like before innocent but something was behind it there was always is. She tried to interrupt, reminding him that he isn't the only pursuer of this creature.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 10:16 pm
Micheal waited on the last bucket to be filled.
"Yes I feel wonderful, thank you." There was a more energetic cheery tone in his voice.
He then looked at the dragons. "It's a mess, though your right we should get back to where Roman and Dark are."
He lifted the large bucket and a few more full of the blood and he snapped his wings out making a fanned out noise of leather popping. And flapped a few times with a laugh. "feels real good."
Dark just finished the hole under the rocks and was sitting out, shaking his mane out and tail to get all the dust out, he was now more of a tanish color than white, but he was going in a hole soon so he wasn't too worried about taking a bath.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 11:33 pm
And soon they landed, back at the makeshift hidey-hole. Micheal easily arriving without any sort of trouble in his flight looking like he could bear wrestle Dark, while Jay came down from the sky breathing heavily. The buckets she'd carried with her make-shift 'yoke' immediately set down where she had touch down.
Rubbing her arms and shoulders, there was a burn in them from trying not to drop nor spill the buckets without having to stop at any point in between. Her wings had added to the ache as she had to pump more often to keep up in the air.
"Alright, where's Roman?" Jay asked as she picked up one of the buckets again and began to look. Spotting him she began to walk over slowly, letting him pick up on the smell of the liquid first. "Brought ya something back that should fix you up." She tipped her head back toward Micheal. "Don't have to worry about any of it as he's already had some," she said, thinking maybe Roman would worry about Micheal or Dark's opinion of him drinking dragon's blood.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 11:46 pm
Roman was already inches in front of her, his breathing harsh and trembling as he strained himself to prevent from turning on her and lightly took the bucket without saying anything, afraid he would break. Taking a few steps back, he downed the bucket and not being clean about it, some of it dripped down his lips as he tried to drink from the bucket as fast as he could. The thickness of it coating his throat, he sat down as he could now truly feel his body heal quicker.
"More.."
He said in a bland tone.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 2:09 pm
He must not have gotten much from the horse at all if he was that bad. Maybe the fire magic had done a number that she couldn't see beneath it all.
Jay looked to Micheal and the larger bucket he was carrying. "Be my guest," she entertained before stepping back. Her moved to drape her cloak over her shoulders and close it at the front, but then was reminded her wings were out when her hand grasped air where normally the cloak edge was. Quietly, leaving her remaining bucket behind on the ground, she walked around to go stand not far from Dark strangely.
"How goes the work?" she off-handedly asked the dragon, making some effort toward small chat - still standing a few armlengths away for good measure. She was not going to hide what she done, because she knew she could not from him, going after dragons and all. Even if she could hide the smell Micheal probably informed him already if Dark had not seen it himself through the vampire he bound. But she was wondering how Dark was taking it now and figured maybe this was a good a way to fish out the dragon's mood as any.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:27 pm
Micheal walked quickly over to Roman with the big bucket and handed it to him.
"Easy there, what we brought is all for you."
He spoke lightly to Roman instead of scolding him.
Dark looked down at the Ranger.
"Well the hole is large enough, though I would be the first one in you three would be closer to the opening."
His tail patted the ground and curled around the Ranger that was off to the side of him.
"It's good, we needed it."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:37 pm
Roman frowned and then looked at Jay knowing it was her idea.
"I am sorry, Thank you."
Then lifted the bucket Micheal just handed to him and worked on drinking it but paced himself this time.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 9:30 pm
Jay kept her feet planted, digging them into the ground some, as the dragon's tail curled closer. The booted things were telling her to move, over and over again, for being as close as he was now with the tail cutting off one of her directions.
"It will be you followed by Roman and Micheal," she answered Dark. "Safer that way. I still smell a bit like dragon and blood right now and someone needs to watch the area during the day as we've too many surprise encounters already."
Which was true. Between the dragon runs passing overhead, the patchwork stranger, and the one from her past, she was a little more than paranoid at this point. Sleep was not going to come to her anytime soon as it was.
"No trouble, Roman," she said as almost an afterthought. He was downing certainly a lot at once, far more than she could stomach in one sitting without it coming back up. Did their body's just soak it better or use it up right away if wounded? "Maybe you'd best take that last bucket with you two into the den, to nurse it over the day."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:25 pm
Dark moved his tail from being around her to the other side, then looked inside the den.
"In all seriousness, we all reek of blood."
Micheal walked back over to the ranger wipeing around his lips.
"Did I get everything, I can't tell."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:33 pm
Roman paused taking the bucket from his lips panting catching what felt like a needed breath.
"Sure."
He looked at the red liquid and waited a few moments, as he rubbed his side then back to the spot where he thought the bolt entered. With a thought, first time out loud.
"I should go back."
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 12:02 am
"True, but that does not change things, Dark," Jay said, forcing herself to use the name, looking on as Micheal came up for a visual inspection. "Ran down your chin some. Here..." She tossed him her water pouch from her belt. "Use that to wash off what you need to. I'll find some water elsewhere when daylight comes."
'I should go back.'
"Well, guess what? You're stuck with us, Spitfire. You're not going to let that hit get you down, are you?" The ranger looked at him with a raised eyebrow, quick with her answer as if it might have been already set on a bowstring. Her eyes wandered downward toward his chest to try and see if there were still marks remaining where he'd been hit. "Bladeshards, I've been shot my fair share. You're still addled from it, after all. You're only just healing up the majority of it."
Apparently she was trying to coax him back to some semblance of his typical self, even though the style was reminiscent of her mentor they'd parted ways with after finding the Swan cult and settling down for a few months. Volpone had decided it was best that he was on the road, keeping his normal route going until something else was needed.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 5:45 pm
Dark Chuckled at her statement, he knew it bothered her that he is a dragon, she was at least trying. He looked at Roman with some concern.
"Boy must have hit his head too."
Micheal heard what Roman said, well this was a change even for him, and something was up. Catching the water pouch with little effort, he then open it poring some water to dampen his hand, and felt around his chin where it felt like dry blood with the same wet hand. Then for this vampire who normally took more pride in what he sewed for his clothes had come a long way and used his cuff of his sleeve to dry his face. Micheal then pulled out his shirt and looked at the blood that dried on it in thought. There was no way the blood was going to come out of a white shirt, so this shirt would most likely be died a darker color. He chuckled and poor water on the spots and started carefully rubbing the material to try to save it.
"Ahh Forget it." He pulled the shirt down freeing his arms from it. Then moved it over his hips as his wings slightly fanned out to keep his balance. Once the shirt passed his second boot he walked over to on of the buckets still full of blood and lightly dipped his shirt to barely cover each thread with the dragon's blood.
Dark watched and tilted his head to the side.
"well that's an odd, creative thought."
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 5:59 pm
"SpitFire?" Roman said in the plainest tone he could carry.
"How many times have I screwed up?" He threw his hand to the side.
"Even when I was being serious this time I could have cost us, Yes I never been to the borders, but hell is there always this much activity? And many different things."
"I am a handicap, and personally feel like some bloody witness is all."
Then his tone change to a sarcastic tease.
"Starting to think I am not loved."
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