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Amrita stared up in disbelief. What was...what was happening? That voice...she knew that voice! Where? Where did she know it? The Vetala's eye remained fixed on the beast that may or may not have been their Professor. Before that moment she knew what she needed to do, but now? Now she had no clue; that voice had called the beast 'Red', and even the creature itself seemed to have second thoughts. What was going on...?

"...Ah, Johan?!" The sorcerer's sudden appearance startled her visibly, her entire body jolting in shock. She stared at him still wide eyed as he talked, trying to hear past his accent and just...not really getting some of it. She got the gyst though, mainly because that was what she was wanting to know, too.

"No, no that's not Red's voice, that's...that's someone else." She murmured, pressing her hands on his shoulders as though it would help him breath better...or perhaps steadying him would steady her, who knew. "I have no idea, Johan, I just...I don't..." But then she heard Sammy, who wasn't too far from her, either.

"...Arel...?" What was left of her brow wrinkled, trying to conjure up any memory of the Secretary's voice---ahhh. "That...that was Arel!" The realization hit, and she was left looking at both Sammy and Shehk, entirely confused.

"You...followed her? Pendant? What? What's happening?!" She had to know! This was kind of very big! Shehk's reaction was harsh, and the ghoul couldn't resist wincing at the implications. A trap? Deception? What... "Sammy...?"

Damien was glad that the Skellyvision was getting fixed and caught a glimpse of the mournful dragon creature shot up into the sky with a thunderous bellow.

The way it sounded, It was just so... sad. The hound felt his eyes welling up at the sight of it and promptly let out a cry from the light show that followed after, all encompassing and warm. It was the most soothing feeling and he relished in it, savoring its presence.

HP: 3 + 8 = 11/30

it was just so invigorating. He almost wished it didn't have to go, but with its passing brought clarity in his hazy eyes and focus. The cogs were slowly turning and piece after piece was falling into place as he howled at the creature soaring overhead, new found stamina flowing into his bones that allowed once wobbly legs to stand up without fail.

"Do not forget who you are Red, you are of HALLOWEEN!" He had no clue if the being from up above could hear the meaning behind the words, but dammit if felt like red, there was a chance, and he was going to take it. Not even the swirling cascade of dust was going to thwart his attempts.

The sounds around him were getting less distorted and sharper as his ears flicked around desperately at every nuance of pitch and tone when he caught the sight of the tiger ghoul again, and this time being able to truly see her there. "If your crazy, then i'm crazier, because i'm feeling better than before." he assured her while rubbing at the clotting and drying blood along the hairline. "I don't feel like a autumn cockatrice, but its better than nothing." he grinned in that same old boilish grin he always had.

"The real question is how do we get through to that?" he asked, jerking his chin up to the beast circling lazily above, watching and waiting. "Students of A.A., there has to be away to get through to Red." he called out to the others, tugging willow along as he approached Mot, Sammy and Shehk, the last one that was trying her very hardest to awaken the lost instructor. "There's gotta be some way to, right?"

Over the chaos, he heard a strange, one-sided conversation. West raised his head from where he had rested it on his knees and turned his attention to the Red creature, watching as it reared up in response to the vaguely familiar voice. He scrambled to his feet and squinted as a blinding light filled the sky. It spread warmth through his body, and he tensed at the sensation. What was happening? When West could see properly again, he noticed the misty blobs were gone. Monster Red took off, and in its wake bits of rock rained down upon him. He could feel them. He was alive.

Hunters and students continued the attack, or at least the ones who could reach their airborne enemy did. Wait... He could fly. Duh.

West shook his head quickly to clear it. He let out a loud whoop and ran forward, grabbing a fist-sized rock and launching himself clumsily into the air, his wings popping into existence and beating frantically just before he started to fall again. It was impressive for someone who had just been dead, but only slightly. That thing had killed him and he was determined to return the favor.

When he was high enough, West tossed the rock in the beast's general direction. It might have brushed the membrane of one of its wings slightly, he couldn't be sure. Oh well. At least he tried.

(( Target: Wings
Damage: 5-4=1/2 = .5 rounded up = 1
West be flyin'.
HP: 10/40 ))

Willow was reluctantly following Demi as he tugged her along, "I'm glad you're feeling better, I was getting worried." She said looking around. "I wish we knew where the rest of the students were instead of just being split up like this." She muttered giving a small wave to the others when Demi started talking to them.

She paused, "Well... is there something Red likes to eat?" Her head tilted curiously as she pondered, "Maybe that'd help if we have it?"

And the thing just had to start flying. Leon went from neutral to > neutral

It was clear the becoming hunter meant frown lines came along for the ride as well. What. Joy. "Great how am I supposed to hit it now?" he ranted out loud in his irritation, without nary a proper punching bag. "I cant touch the freaking thing while its so high up there!" he yelled toward Cass, Not at her, but with his tone he might as well have. "This would have been a great time for someone with a drill weapon that could pierce the heavens." he muttered quietly, unable to do much more than provide cover for the long range fighters.

Well, sorry that my wings don't work, considering that i don't have them.

Just hearing hearing Nidhogg go into its whiny Emo phase was enough for the boxer to roll his eyes at the stationary weapon. "Well, drink a red bull then."

NO MOUTH.

it screeched back, making him flinch at the sound, how his ears could hear that, he'd never get. "Well then don't complain then, we'll get 'em when we get 'em."

HP: 1929/40

After a long moment of the pain searing though her head, Shehk finally righted herself.. albeit, with great effort on her part. "Didn't you hear the rumor about Red killing students? Well, I was one of the 'lucky' two." Shehk put one hand on her hip. "But that's an angry vent for another time. I can't get my two cents out of Red at this rate." Despite her unbridled anger issues, Shehk seemed to have fallen back - albeit somewhat more comfortably now, to her original train of thought. She looked to Amrita;

"A while back, a group of students overheard Red and Arel fighting. It involved the pendants of the hunters and...well...I guess now we know the rest of it...I didn't hear much.." she flicked her ears, "So I guess not many other people did either, but..it resulted in a fight. Hence, the rumor about dead students." With that, her ears swivelled and turned to Demi. Her heart soared. Somebody was on her side! Oh, she could have kissed him!

Except kisses were reserved for people who were about yey-tall on the Skinwalker chart and he was a touch bit short for that. She offered him a fistbump instead. "For right now, I think that's really all we could try to do. I can't reach her and she isn't attacking us, so.... let's see what we can make happen!" she surged with extra confidence at an ally in her line of thought. Soon, it seemed Mot was also on board for it.

The anger that previously was all over the Pricolici's face was turning into a certain amount of excitement. Oh, this could work.

"Got any ideas on how we'll make this work?"

Jerry was busy staring up at the circling monster when the tiny balls of light rolled past him. Instinct took hold as he suddenly staggered back from them, but it was too late- the moment he glanced down, they suddenly erupted with a POP, and a burst of light that burned at his already battered eyes and made his ears ring. "Aaah! What...!" He managed, his own voice sounding muffled against the ring as he tripped onto his back, Roar landing on his stomach with an 'oof!'

Where had it come from?? What... what on earth had happened?? He blinked, but all he could see was dancing white dots burned into his vision. This was WORSE than cracked glasses! How could he shoot like this??

HP: 37
Status: Effected by Eris's attack for next two rounds! Hell's bells.

Cass bumped her fist lightly against Jude's shoulder when he approached, grinning. "Well... guess there has to be a bit of silver lining in here somewhere." she agreed, though she couldn't help but keep looking up at that thing that was taking over the sky. Was it safe to move or would it divebomb down upon them the first opportunity it got?

She made a face.

"Guess we have to wait to find out what the next move is though...."