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 Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:06 pm
"Hey now! I resent that!" Cyrilla chirped at Merope. He knew damn well she lived about the water! Land dweller... phht. She made a face at the boil, but stopped and looked as he pointed out that they were coming up on the bridge.
"Wait.. Mer? MER!?" Cyrilla took off across the bridge. Silly leviathans and their wreathes!
((Exit to zone 3!))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:06 pm
Julian looked up at the winged ghoul who approached him, eyes opening up to normal size. He had to wonder why she wasn't flying... maybe her wings weren't suited for this weather, they did look rather fragile. Unable to talk in this form, he made a soft screech sound. It wasn't a very nice sound by anyone's standards, but he tried his best to not sound threatening or angry. It was just a fact that Harbingers made the sounds the creatures they impersonated made. And Julian was molded after a barn owl.
And barn owls just didn't make very pretty sounds.
He nodded his head a couple of times before slitting his eyes again.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:07 pm
Deacon couldn't feel his legs and had seriously begun to wonder if it were possible for them to break off if they were cold enough.
He was sick of snow. Sick of walking. Sick of being stuck in his natural form... Hell, he'd wager to say that after this he might even be sick of Christmas. It was the whole reason they seemed to be here, after all.
Stupid train. Stupid Sandy Claws.... Stupid classmates leaving him behind to jacking freeze to death in this white deathtrap.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:14 pm
Israfel saw him. The tiny orange thing in the distance. It couldn't be..could it?
"KITTY!" With a certain glee, Israfel hopped over to the feline he was still clueless to the fact was another student. "Aw....poor thing." He cooed, picking up the tiny Deacon up and wrapping him in his coat. "I wonder if your a JOY kitten..you certainly don't feel like a JOY infested creature."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:15 pm
She was covered. In snow. From loveable fuzzy blanket to same old Nuk, she quickly realized the lassie joke might have been a bit too much. Once she finally took care of the snow on her she started to deal with what covered her bag. By the time she had finished cleaning it all off she could only frown in mild annoyance, they left her! It would be a while now before she caught up!
"Nuk I am going to kick your a** when I catch up to you!" she of course shouted this to no one in particular as she was nowhere near the skinwalker now, or Shehk, Malodore, Riley or Jericho. It dawned on her then just how alone she was among other students she didn't quite know. "Damn it Flea bag..." she sighed softly before slinging her sack and Christmas lights back over her shoulder marching on once more.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:20 pm
Lucien's hand slipped from Israfel when he ran to catch what appeared to be a small orange blob in the snow. No, it was a cat. Lucien could have sworn this was deja vu all over again. This exact scenario of Israfel holding an orange blob... oh yeah. Lucien remembered. Israfel was in a very good mood that time in the forest when he found the cat before. Was it following them? Lucien tilted his head.
"It looks cold," he said. "We should warm it up."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:21 pm
Deacon was actually happy to see Israfel this time, surprisingly. His desire to claw the siren's eyes out even managed to leave his mind when he was wrapped in the coat. Oh God warmth felt good. He tried to hide the fact he was shivering, trying to be manly despite being a cat and all, but it was just too damn cold.
Israfel's words had Deacon looking up at him with a slightly disgruntled expression. Lifting a paw, he jabbed/batted at the skull pin the siren was wearing. Lowering his head a little, the Bakeneko's ears pinned to his skull, so hopefully the nutcase would see the skull-shaped earring on one of his own ears.
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Enoh Love rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:34 pm
Amrita had watched poor Julian's entire fight. The poor thing just looked so worn! It would be too bold of her to ask to pat his feathers down for him; not to mention mildly offensive as she was sure he was more than capable of doing it on his own, but it was still something she had in the back of her mind.
Her gaze did go down to the bell in her free hand though, the one she hadn't yet used once. They had five uses...and now was probably as good as any, right?
Slipping her reversed and bruised hand from Lizzy's, Amrita moved a little faster to catch up to Julian's still form, holding her bell with both hands in front of her chest.
"Umm...H-here, I hope this helps." She murmured to the boil, ringing the bell to heal him.
(APPARENTLY she didn't ring loud enough. >:I
Julian receives 3HP!)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:38 pm
Alcyone raised a brow at the peanuts and took a few into her hands popping them into her mouth one by one. "Thanks Sin. Elves eat these? Interesting." She continued to nibble on the peanuts as they moved through the snow. There were a lot of students in front of them but she didn't mind. She wanted to go at a normal pace so that they wouldn't over-exert themselves before getting to Christmas town.
"How much farther do you think we have to go?" She was starving so it felt good to be eating a little bit but the peanuts wouldn't tide her over for very long.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:40 pm
Sepheran was glad that he only had to deal with one of the horrible cheerful...err or not so cheerful in the case of the pink plaid elephants. He was one step closer to getting this trip over with and finally get back home to Halloween. This Christmas stuff was getting old.
[Off to Christmas Town]
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:43 pm
"Well I guess they do, I found them in this pocket, and I think this outfit used to belong to an elf. A really tall elf, I've never seen an elf, but I guess their like...JOYful gnomes?" She walked beside her friend, she was in no rush to reach Sandy Claws. Sin sort of LIKED Sandy Claws, in all the stories he and Jack were friends in the end, and now they were going to raid his workshop? She was excited, but nervous, what if Sandy Claws unleashed his wrath on them? Some of them had taken a battleclass but not enough to stand up to a legend or anything.
"I think those lights up ahead mark our path...the bridge over must be close. Alcie...if you get into trouble, if I get into trouble...we'll...I just wanted you to know I've got your back." She knew that the other demon already knew it, she hoped she knew it. After all they had been through together, Sin just wanted it to be clear. Besides Alcie was more then just a battle partner or ally, she was her best friend.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:55 pm
Julian looked up when Amrita came forward and rang the bell she had been given. A couple of the bruises stopped hurting as much as they did and he felt a little stronger.
If he could have spoken, he would have tha-
He changed again, finding himself crouched in the snow over the present, his wings fanned out. Shuddering, the demon sat up a bit better and wrapped his wings around himself, smoothing some of the wayward feathers. He had something of a black eye and there was a mean-looking purple bruise peeking out from under his shirt at his collarbone.
"Thanks Amrita." The words were soft and just a little bit strained.
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Marushii rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 7:03 pm
poke mattix Astra was glad to see the end of the island was just up ahead. And beyond this island would be fabled Christmas town, the legendary place where Jack was said to have been... But then, it may also have more of the toys that had attacked them, and they would be alot stronger too... She flicked her wings to see how they were fairing, and was please to feel they had thawed out some. She should be able to fly off soon, but first she wanted to check on the owl who had been fighting that toy, and now seemed a little hurt if not tired. "Are you okay Mr owl?" She asked the student, not knowing his name  "Noooo I'm not!" Said the plaid elephant next to the fairy, gesturing to its leg. "LOOK at this! How DARE they get the wrong color! Can't they see that I'm made out of a delicate champagne plaid pink?!" He continues to rant, his limbs flying dangerously close to the fae girl as he speaks. HP: 5Damage: 5
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 7:06 pm
They were there, just at the border between the island and the Sandy Claws' workshop. Petro had watched the others go on ahead, Sepheran included, but he hung back. If only because the others he'd been travelling with had yet to cross. He wondered if there were any other groups of stragglers that had formed from the different cars. It had been a good thing he lingered because he finally got to see those bells in action. Huh, so that was how they worked. He hoped the owl boil was feeling better. Something told Tro the real battles were just around the corner.
((ooc: still have 3 hours or so before I can ix-lly leave @3@))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 7:08 pm
Samantha turned about in the path watching other students around her, pausing on two, it looked like one girl was trying to help a battered demon up, and by the looks of the fellows face he would need more help even after the bell rang out.
Crunching through the snow she made her way to Amirta and Julian, "Here, get something to wrap some snow in to put over that eye. Your going to be blind out that eye if you don't keep that thing from swelling." She turned to Amrita, "Do you have something, spare scarf on you maybe? I might have some ribbons from a package if you don't we could try to use?"
He might be a demon, but at this rate she was getting tired of seeing so many people getting the crap beat out of them by pathetic looking toys.
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