Vance attention moved from the other when he saw the teacher jump from the top area to land where they were. He was amazed by what the shark faunus did and wondered if he could be able to one day do that. The boy's hope grew more as he saw the robot do the same and now wanted to train to fall with style, He would look around to see the lively group when a pinked woman had began a charge forward, as if she had a lock on something. Vance did see something weird with his teammate as he swore he saw a look of hunger from her. He lost the woman in the darkness and groaned because he didn't have the ability to see that far away. The boy could see that the person was doing this of her own reasons as her teammates went to stop her. There was concerned in his mind, but the smile of his team leader gave him some hope that everything would be okay. This feeling didn't last long as the teacher called to their team and how they needed to straighten or leave.
He was about to say something when chaos finally went full force and the walls began to shake. The boy's eyes would follow the wall up and saw the ceiling crumble, sending rocks and boulders down towards the group. He had to be quick as the debris was coming down, moving to take cover by a set of boulders by the edges of the cave. The debris would reach Vance, but the boulders stop a third from crushing the man and ending in his carrier. In his tomb of earth and stone, he could feel that the shaking had subside and that there were murmurs that sounded like voice. The boy would unattached his brush and would use it as a wedge to push the boulder above him away, allowing him out. The boulder made a loud thud as he pulled himself the rocks that had followed him in. Vance then saw it, several people had been injured and other students rushed to their aid. He began to worry as he climbed over the boulders and began to look for his teammates.
The boy let out a cough as the dust from the boulder falling got to him but he continued forward. He couldn't believe what was happening and began to wonder what had cause the cave to fall apart. Vance's attention was moved as someone was calling his name, and he knew that voice. He moved over to where he was being called, but then he saw why his leader was in a panic. The boy saw Zylah being moved out, with a heavily damaged arm and Lunia, who looked distort. "I'm here." He would say as he slowed down to stand at his leader's side, but he didn't see Charlotte with her. Vance looked around, trying to find that tail or anything that his friend had that could show where she was. He tried to catch his breath as he looked back to Lunia, who was also worried about their friend. "Don't worry. Charlotte is resourceful. She wouldn't let this get the best of her." The boy would say to try and calm Lunia and himself, for with all that his dad taught him, he hadn't been prepared for this.
““Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words"
Location: Dark Omega Cave Rendezvous Mood: Worried, Hopeful, Shaken Thinking: How did this happen? With: A lot of people, some injured... OoC: Extra: Camera Equipped, - Ammo: BK:22, R:2, W:2, BL:2 Y:2 - Cartridge: None
► Narcissistic Cannibal 【 Mood ≡ Playful. 】 【 With ≡ Dearest Asger & Teams 】 【 Semblance - The Culling ≡ Heavy Sustained Face Damage, Contorted Left Leg, severed right calf. [1/3 Posts] 】 【 Dust | Infusion ≡ [0/3 Posts] [Inactive] 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 0 | 78 】 【 out. of. communism. ≡ I only made her injuries so severe for the fun of using her semblance recklessly. If you think its too much, then I'll tone it down. It was just fun to right. 】
XXXThe smell was getting stronger. All things considered, it was the blood of a freshly injured or even killed. A human, no less. One that had yet to be reduced to dust, one that Eve could still sink her teeth into and savor. The idea made her mouth water, her eyes beaming with excitement though her expression was stern, the hunter instincts becoming utmost apparent. Nothing else mattered when the woman was tracking, hunting, not until she found her prey. It seemed that the pinkette was just a little too elusive, as members of her own team struggled to tail after the girl as she treaded into loose and jagged rocks. Dashing off ahead, Eve was nearing the branching cavern which she could smell as the source. She was certain she was so close, with her dagger clenched tightly in her palm. Adrenaline was coursing through her veins until the ground began to quake, causing her to stumble. Cyan hues would reflect with a red glint, annoyed but curious as she peaked around before pressing forward. Then it was that very moment that an ear-piercing sound erupted from the surrounding darkness. A sound that made the cave tremble relentlessly. Rocks were splitting, walls were cracking, all while a series of boulders came crashing down all around her. It was only this catastrophe that brought her out of her instinctual hunt. Instead, her cyan hues would look panicked as she looked back towards the tall, red haired winged faunus in the distance. Splinters of stone were erupting around him, the dust consuming him and the others as a whole. "Adam, no!" So worried about her dearest, though, she let her own guard. Taking one step back towards the group, the first of many boulders shattered from the ceiling, erupting in a hellish storm of splintered stone. One chunk had flown directly towards Eve's face. In only the blink of an eye, half of her world had gone darker than the cave itself. The chunk took the vision of her left eye, cracking the side of her skull while skinning the side of her face, shredding her ear clean off the side of her head. A shrill of anguish would escape her lips, a scream of surprise that would meld into an odd sense of glee or excitement as if the agony had become thrilling and adrenaline-inducing. The blow had knocked her off her feet, leaving her lying and writhing in a forming pool of her own blood. In the midst of the caving boulders, several more had fallen to cut the view between her and her team, including Asger. Among these boulders, one fell directly on her left thigh, crushing it like an egg with a sickening crack. The boulder rolled down her knee, crushing and contorting her leg beyond recognition before a sharpened edge rolled over onto her right calf, cleaving straight through her brittle limb to leave it bisected from her own person. A shriek of surprise would be heart before a silence that followed the remaining rattling of the cave, then the dust would settle.
What remained of the woman's vision was blurred and distorted, though only half the would come into focus as she opened her bloodshot hue of cyan. Her darkened and spinning around her, her head throbbing while a deafening ringing resonated in her skull. Even as fragments of stone fell against the earthy floor, no sound would pierce the ear rupturing ringing that continued to echo through her skull. Had both eardrums ruptured, or was the blow to the head and left side just that drastic? Sucking in a sharp breath of dust, she'd erupt in a fit of coughs before letting out a howl of agony as the pain set in. The boulder had rolled off her crushed and contorted leg, only blocking off the severed half of her right leg. One might think that pain set in, the adrenaline would begin to die out, but that wasn't the case for Evie. Her heart rate skyrocketed, the blood coursing through her veins more violently, her body burning with anticipation and adrenaline. Eve's would clench her left fist as she writhed, howling in agony before laughing hysterically as her nails dug deep into her flesh, drawing more of the precious crimson fluid. It was her hysterics that could be heard among the panicked concern of the other students. Where they were worried for their teammates and one another, Eve could feel herself going ballistic. She had lost so much, endured some of the most serious injuries among the students, and she loved it. This, of course, triggered her to do or die mentality, the instinct to hunt overriding all other senses. Inhaling deeply with her nose, Eve would grit her teeth with a twisted smile. "So many choices, so many snacks... I want... I need... Its close... " She'd whisper sweet nothings under her breath between pants. Her body would tremble as she reached forward with her clawed left hand. The metal tips would scrap and embed in the stone surface, the woman relying on all her strength to pull herself forward. After all, her legs were gimped and useless, left nothing as more than a pile of mush and blood. Her right hand would then reach forward, scraping against the jagged surface for a grip, continuing to pull her profusely bleeding body forward. She smelled a prey close, too close... One that would soon find a new home deep in her gut, its nutrients ready to let her walk another day.
The process was slow, but gaining speed as the hysterics kicked in. Soon Eve couldn't even feel the agony that burned at the side of her head or below the waist. The sensation of the burn was instead a fire that pushed her forward, pumping blood and adrenaline through her veins to give her the strength to press on. Under her breath, one could hear the girl giggling and chuckling to herself. "I found yooooou~"She could barely see the slumped figure in the darkness, but the smell was unmistakable. It was a human ripe for the picking, lying on the cave floor without any other use. Who would take a nap here, coated in the sweet crimson nectar? Someone who didn't need their body anymore, that was certain. Bloodsoaked fingertips would reach the still body, Eve's head falling against the male's chest both to rest and listen to his chest. It was still and silent. No breathing, no heartbeat. No pulse. Whoever this boy was, he was as dead as she nearly was, which meant one thing. Free game. Asger had tried to establish a rule long ago that she couldn't eat others without permission in a life or death situation, that she couldn't kill someone else just to feed her habit. But what if they were already dead? Then that didn't mean squat! A red glint darted across her single cyan hue, her smile growing twisted and sadistic as blood dripped down the corner of her mouth from her missing eye. "Adam, dearest Adam, don't look, Evie has a naughty to do~ So tasty, so sweet. Eat right up, then back to your side she goes~" She hummed to herself, her metal lined fingertips digging into the still-warm flesh as she lifted his arm before sinking her serrated teeth into his flesh. The skin peeled right off the bone, the woman gulping down the drafts of skin as the blood dribbled from the corners of her mouth. Among the squishy sounds of chewed skin, occasional crunches of bone and snapping tendons. Going for the easiest parts first, Eve continued to bite and strip the flesh from the corpse, coating herself in the poor victim's blood as she engorged herself. With the consumption of so much flesh, bone and blood, one would see the skin begin to weave itself back together along the side of her face. Her eyelid would begin reforming as eyelashes grew back, the gash in the side of her head stitching itself back together without so much of a scar seam. One could even see the white of the eye slowly swelling in the socket, a circle of an ear beginning to emerge from the side of her skull. Though long-off from recovery, even the skin on her contorted leg had begun weaving itself together bit by bit. The bones subtly shifting beneath her skin, while the skin, bone, and muscle began to ever so slightly stretch from the severed segment from beneath her knee. Once she could get herself to stand, she would surely go and seek out what happened to her Adam. Surely he was okay, he had to be. It was only a matter of getting back to the cave entrance where she left him, Danae and Narx in order to hunt. Now with the prey deep in her gut, she could return to them happily. Then they could all continue on this adventure happy and merry, right?
► Last Night 【 Mood ≡ Unnerved 】 【 With ≡ JOLD, LAMA, DARK, SHAA, Rachel, RoboMan. 】 【 Semblance - Passive ≡ Memory Count 3/6 】 【 Finger Bang ≡ Right [100/100] | Left [100/100] 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 0 | 55 】 【 out. of. confusion. ≡ 】
XXXMan, no one cared about the buddy system, did they? Or even what commander what's his face told them? One of the teams had run off ahead without a second thought, probably to try and track down the pink-haired wonder that ran off in some excitement. Had he missed something fun deeper in the cave? Should he and Zylah follow their lead, running with reckless abandon into the darkness? Honestly, the thought was right up their alley. Felix would grip the legs of the girl that road his shoulders a bit tighter, getting her attention as he looked up at her with a smirk. The two were surely thinking the same thing, that the show must go on further in! The horned boy prepared himself to run forward, to sprint into the darkness and give their teams one more thing to worry about. Upon taking a single step, though, the cave walls began to rattle as a scream resonated from the chamber within. Even without an enhanced hearing, the scream
As the boulders came crashing down, as splinters of stone went flying in an onslaught around him, Felix simply looked up. He noticed a boulder coming directly for them, surely ready to crush them beneath its mass. The boy was ready to take it on though, letting go of Zylah's legs in order to ready his fist. The one thing that the boy had on surely everyone here was a strength, being able to buttdown trees with the force of his skull, surely his fist could stop one nasty boulder. Zylah would duck down as Felix threw his arms up, his fingers curling against the boulder as he began gritting his teeth. It was so much heavier than he expected. The weight had forced the two back, the stone floor cracking beneath the weight and force it tried to crush them with. But the boy managed to hold his own against it as he forced the boulder onto the ground in front of him. If he could do it with one, he could surely do it with others. That was the plan, anyway, until he realised there was already another boulder, one much larger, upon them. Umber hues would widen in shock, realising he didn't have enough time to fully react as it came barreling towards them. That's when he felt those same tiny feet step on his shoulders. Delicate fingertips danced around his horns, the girl using them as leverage to force herself over him. "Don't be a hero, magicman~ It's my time in the spotlight." The two of them had their own arrogance with one another, constantly fueling or one uping each other, even in moments of absolute danger. Felix forgot for a moment just how strong Zylah was as she bounced off his shoulders before pushing him away, she herself attempting to move, but just a little too slow as the boulder came crashing down with a cloud of dust. "ZY!" He'd shout, fear encroaching his heart as panic overtook him. One might think with the live feed of emotions, he'd instead feel her same confidence of taking the mantle. But that was just it, knowing how recklessly both she and himself treated themselves, something burst deep from his core. An intense worry and fear as she vanished into the could of dust, the boulder rocking the cave floor as a chunk of stone knocked him to his feet. Numerous other rocks and boulders came crashing down, but Felix managed to avoid ground zero thanks to Zylah herself taking the initiative.
The boy found himself laying on his back, his ears ringing. The clamor of crashing stones had subsided as the dust layed to rest, the screaming of pain and agony from various students falling dreadfully silent. The boy jumped up to his feet without hesitation, though the jagged floor was now loose and broken, barely fit to walk on for someone as reckless as him. While the boy always was overboiling with optimism, he couldn't fight the worry and fear that reaped his heart, knowing one of the screams he heard was his lovely assistant moments after he was cast aside. Still, he tried to look on the brighter side in the darkness. His footsteps were swift but heavy, each step thudding against the cave floor as he looked around for his fun-sized companion. Then, no more than a few feet away from him, he saw the white-haired girl laying still. First a smile would cross his face, relieved that he found her so quickly. "Thank Remnant, Zy, gave me a real scare there. You really tried to rock my world. Come on, I gotcha." He said with his same upbeat nature as if all the worry and fear lifted the moment he saw her. Though slowly, his expression of relief would begin to fade. The corners of his lips would begin to sag as his umber hues darkened at the encroaching realization. Zylah was still silent, not so much as batting an eyelash. There was no beautiful cerulean gaze nor witty retork in response to such a bad tasting pun. No, the girl continued to lie still, and then he noticed it. Part of her body was buried beneath the same boulder she shoved him away from, her arm in particular. There were a few students around it already, trying carefully to move it in a way that would lessen any possible damage. Some had already applied pressure to the base of the arm, preparing for the alleviation of the boulder when they could actually manage it to lessen any possible damage. Black aura would begin pouring from the birthmark hidden beneath his jacket, it seeping out like shadows behind him. Umber hues would widen as he lurched forward, slamming his palms against the ground before digging his fingers beneath the boulder. "What the hell are you bench warmers doing? Come on, hoist! We gotta get her out from under there!!" It was so odd to hear him so demanding, taking charge with such fear and worry fueling his determination. One might even notice in the darkness a small set of additional horns trying to poke out and sprout with his current, the other's spiraling more than usual. His emotions were getting to him. The emotions of fear and worry, but not for himself. Where the students were struggling to even budge the boulder, it was Felix's own immense burst of strength that gave the students the equal leverage to be able to hoist the boulder without further damaging her. The boulder was crash safely to the side, leaving the students able to tend to her injury fully, which Felix was among them.
The horned boy would drop beside her, crouching down next to her head. Leaning over, he noticed that her hairclip had fallen loose from her white locks. Not off, but loose. Gently, his mesh gloved fingers danced against her forehead to brush her hair out of her face, nudging it behind her ear as the clip slipped back into place. "Why, why... Why'd you have to go back to sleep already? We just got you out of there, now..." The boy had to bite his tongue, unsure of where his words were beginning to wander. The lighthearted tone he always held was lost, sounding much like the lost part of him that emerged the day of the semblance swap. One overwhelmed with doubt and worry, with the weight of the world on his shoulders. Umber hues would look towards one of the students who was asking him to be careful, to move over so they should check her head. "She's gonna be okay, right? You can fix her arm? She can't swing that sword of hers without it, or keep getting snappy with me... Is there anything else wrong? She didn't hit her head, so why is she napping? She hates naps, so why isn't she waking up?" He was asking too much, his desperation getting away from him. The second set of horns was noticeable bigger, becoming at least an inch or two of spikes from his skull alongside his other horns, all while his desperate emotions were running more rampant. Then, as the students were beginning to prep her to move and evacuate, the boy was immediately on his feet again, ready to help take her in hand. They tried to tell him to regroup for the mission, that they'd surely take care of her. "I can't stay here, I've got to go. It's my fault she got hurt, she threw me out of the way. Let me help, please. I need to make sure she's okay." His eyes wouldn't even meet Lunia who was so worried for her, feeling a pang of guilt that it was his fault she got so badly hurt. He continued to be insistent, even as the teams began to pull together. He was full of intention to make sure he saw the medics off, even if it meant going with them. Where was Ora now, and Lena? The rest of his team. would they let him run off?
► Hush 【 Mood ≡ Calm 】 【 With ≡ Team SHAA, Team JOLD-J, Team DARK, and Team LMAA 】 【 Semblance - Inactive ≡ Interpose 0/5 】 【 Wrist guns ≡ Right [7/7] | Left [7/7] 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 1| 27 】 【 out. of. control. ≡2 Survival packs.】 【 Profile 】 Ora would brace herself so that she would not hurt as much, her Umber eyes closing. She would open them a few seconds later to see Lunia with her hand up, using a barrier to protect them both. Once the barrier would come down, she would quickly move the rock that had been on top. She would help Lunia up. Lunia was confused as to why Ora would risk her life for her of all people. "Why risk my life? My only job is to protect people, and Jazz is one of the only humans I trust. I would hate for him to loose faith in me for failing to protect his princess." Her voice sounded cold. She didn't trust humans as far as she could throw them. However, Jazz earned her trust, unlike Zed and Dusk.
In her saving Lunia, she would look for Felix. Her eyes would widen. It couldn't happen here. There were too many people around for her to protect. Not to mention, there would be no way of stopping people from finding them. She would go over to him, ripping off her bracers as she did so. She had to touch him, with calm memories. She would kneel in front of Felix, placing her head against his. His voice sounded so worried. She would have have calm him.
She would try to push the thoughts of their childhood, when they got their freedom. When they got to be children for the first time. The crazy times they had chasing each other, in a game of tag, or when the adults would train with them by playing hide and go seek.
However, she knew that other memories would reach him. There was no hiding anything from Felix. Not that she wanted to. The memories would go to back to the ball. She showed him that she encountered a hornless Narx. She had caused him to freak out. He remembered her true name, but not the one that she had given herself. He would feel the pain that she had when fighting and protecting people at the Lab mission that they had to run away from. He felt her thoughts of her indecision on whether or not to find that weapon from the Lab. He would see her view on the day of the semblance swap. He would see her drawing beautifully.Only for the memory to disappear. Then, a few days before the mission, He would then see that Jazz knew that they were demons. He would feel how uncomfortable Ora had been when she told him.
She would keep her head against his. She needed him to calm down. They all needed him to calm down.
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Narx was ultimately amused by Asger's and Eve's antics, but this was supposed to be a serious mission and the look on Danaë's face definitely didn't make him happy about them running off. They would get themselves hurt if they didn't stick together. They wouldn't be able to do anything now. Just needed to let themselves run off their energy and once they caught up he would say something to get them in line if Danaë didn't. She was the boss though, so it was her place to get them in line and he'd let her do that. Azura was reassuring to them though which received a kind smile from Narx. He started his reply at Azura, but then ended it looking at Danaë."Yeah, forever a duo it seems. Nothing we can do about it... We'll just have to get Asger to join us when we catch up. Until then you can lead the way." He gave his sweetheart a charming wink of confidence in her leadership. They would follow Eve into the darkness.
"This place would be terrible if we didn't have friends here."He said a bit absent mindedly as he scanned the cave they were walking down. He couldn't imagine how much better Danaë and other faunus could see than him. He looked back towards Adam, Ridley, Cecil, and the rest who were lagging behind slightly compared to them. Or rather, they were rushing ahead due to their haphazard teammates.A faint sound echoed down the cave causing Narx to freeze."Did you hear-"The ground itself began to shake violently. Narx' could hear the cracking of stone like thunder as a massive stalagmite crashed to the floor, spearing the earth just before them and then exploding into bits. Screams erupted and for a short moment Narx didn't know what to do.
"Over there!" Narx shouted, spotting the cave they were assigned had a rocky outcrop that looked like it could be used as protective cover. He would rush towards it pulling his love with him, though she was faster and would likely soon be pulling him. Narx hopped to the side as another rock smashed to his right. He lost his grip on Danaë's hand. He tried to catch up but his foot caught on a stony edge on the cavern floor and he crashed hard to the ground. "Ouuuh." He groaned, wide eyes as he looked up and saw a huge crack in the ceiling above. A slab of stone, who knew how thick, was about to fall directly over him.
[ë -- ꓄ꃅꍟ ꉓꋪꍏꅏ꒒ꀤꈤ (Narx's Hammer)
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ "Treat all fairly and some will seek revenge yet"- The Fang
ⓁⒺⓋⒺⓁ『1.5』
Youroka Kage
Apathetic Writer
Toryuuku Shinjuku
Ghost_Rios
Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2019 7:29 pm
► Chandelier 【 Mood ≡ Anger 】 【 With ≡ Several Teams 】 【 Semblance - Inactive ≡ Smell of Blood [1/3] 】 【 Ammo ≡ Left Nomz; 50 | Right Nomz; 50 | Anchor; 100】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 1 | 158 】 【 out. of. control. ≡ 】
XXXWhy had she even bothered to try and take control of the situation? As soon as she barked an order, a horrific scream resonated through the cavern, causing it to shake violently. A series of cracks and crash would clamor as boulders came crashing down. One large rock, in particular, had come barreling towards her from the ceiling above, causing an agitated smirk to cross her lips before opening her mouth wide."GET OUT OF HERE WITH THAT." She screamed, slashing her anchor up with a single hand to collide with the boulder, shattered it in the air above her before it could even reach her. This, of course, sent an array of stone splinters away from her. But someone might notice that she struck the stone with the blunt end of her anchor, forcing the rupturing momentum away from her and the students, sending the stone splinters back into the wall they came. She'd then slam her anchor into the ground, realising that unlike her, many of the students weren't able to fend for themselves in such a way. There were already injuries on the quaking floor. She'd catch an overwhelming scent of blood, one that changed her beautiful cyan hues to a deep crimson as her fingers tightened around her anchor. 'Oh ********, oh ******** ******** ********> Rachel didn't even care for the cataclysm that was the boulders raining around them. No no, her world was spinning. As students were crushed alive, as they screamed in anguish, the scent of blood and roar of despair resonated through her skull like a relentless storm. Every time she breathed in her pupils would dilate, then shrink. Over and over while drool began to dribble from the corners of her lips. She had to do something, she had to retain control. She could already see the victims around her as the earth rained down upon them. The girl from team DARK had her head struck, painting the floor with droplets of blood. 'Remember, Megalodon, the most vulnerable lurk in the shallows.' The words of that sadist echoed in her mind, pricking at every fiber of her being that demanded to eat, to feed. The grip on her anchor grew tighter and tighter, the metal softly whining beneath the strength of her grip. She had to keep it together, to get a grip, she couldn't succumb when these brats needed her. There was only one way to restrain her, to ride out the adrenaline without risking chomping one of them. Throwing her anchor down, she'd reach for a steel mask that clung to her hip and slammed it against her face. She'd grab the leather band and pull it snug, the metal hatches clamping to the sides of her jaw.
With the clasp of steel slammed against her face, anchoring her jaw shut so she couldn't succumb to the senses of a feast, she'd let out a roar. The bloodlust was overwhelming, but she fought valiantly to keep her grip on reality. If she had slipped and took a taste of one of these students, the mission would truly be over before it started. She had to re-calibrate, refocus. Rocks were crashing around her. She'd put her focus to those stones that caused the turmoil, anything that took her mind away from the injured students who began to bleed out. One of them in particular had taken a spill, the boy that wielded a hammer much larger than himself... It was one of the same teams that attended her last survival class, who took out the manticore by launching the feathered floof into the sky above. The ceiling above him was splitting with a stone slab of unfathomable size crashing through the cracks. With her anchor tossed to the side, the woman would kick off the ground, cracking the already unstable floor with the force. A massive crash would resonate through the cavern as the last stone slab fell, breaking through the ceiling, though they'd never hear the boulder crash against the earth, nor the scream that surely would've ensued if the boy was crushed alive. As the dust began to settle, Narx and other students would see a sight to behold. A sea of crimson hair showered over Narx, surely tickling his nose. The goliath's mass would be kneeling over Narx, the woman buckling her legs and bracing her back as she stood straddled over him, her knee planted firmly into the stone floor. There was just enough room for him to slip between her legs once he came to his senses. The stone slab that broke through the ceiling was braced upon her shoulders and back, though much larger than her own mass. Her black fingernails were dripping with crimson as she dug her fingertips into the surface of the stone, holding onto it for dear life so that neither she nor the boy would be crushed entirely beneath its weight. Her eyes were noticeable as a piercing crimson through her steel mask, a strained voice hissing through the metal. "God. ********. Dammit, GET TO YOUR FEET." Rachel wasn't sure how much longer she could hold the stone above the two of them, but the weight of the stone was causing her arms to tremble. Then Lena's smart a** remark would spark her anger, her grip noticeably tightening on the boulder. "No, but if you don't get this GOD FORSAKEN ROCK OFF ME, SOMEONE MIGHT LOSE MORE THAN A FEW TEETH." Rachel never did good with anger, especially with a blood rage anger. She was one to pick fun, and could usually take it in strides, except when she was already strained and annoyed. When would someone get this god forsaken rock off her?!
▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ Despite being farther ahead, he could clearly hear there was some chaos going on. He felt the cavern itself shake the nook he was resting in, heard the ear-piercing sound as it almost made him go deaf. His hands instinctively went to cover them after the shock, but he was left with his ears ringing afterwards. In the distance, he could hear the sound of large rocks falling but for now he seemed to be safe in his nook. He also heard the sound of screaming, painful screaming. He had absolutely no clue what was going on, and for now felt it would be safe to stay here. He hoped his team was alright. He knew Perry had stayed back, that Alexandria and Esmeralda had gone further ahead to see if they could lead to another way out. He was left here, wounded and useless for the moment. He hated the feeling, even if he understood it. He wanted to be out there doing something, especially with all the noise going on in the cavern, but he knew he would only be a detriment. He was disturbed from his thoughts though by something he hadn't expected to hear. A female voice, though he couldn't quite make out the words yet. At first he thought it was somehow Esmeralda or Alexandria, but the more he heard of it the more he knew it could not be. For one, the voice was coming from the wrong direction. And two... it was not at all the tone he thought he would hear. 'Has someone else finally reached this far?' He wondered to himself. There was only one way to check though, as he would slowly rise to his feet. He was bleeding on his side, but he could still walk at least. If not very fast.
Stumbling a bit through the dark, only having a small hand lantern on him, he would make his way towards where he was hearing the voice. It had gone relatively silent for a bit, the girl having stopped speaking, but a new sound was taking its place. At first it sounded like scratching and something being dragged... but now it was different. He could hear tearing, ripping, something cracking and breaking... He had no idea what these sounds were, though it worryingly almost sounded like a grimm feeding. However, he had heard nothing to indicate the other person was dead. 'Did a grimm get in, and stand between us?' He wondered to himself. If only it was something as simple as that. Finally his lantern revealed what had been causing the sounds, though it was not at all what he was expecting. He saw what appeared to be two corpses. One of Perry, and some new girl. For second his eyes would turn around him wildly to try and find the source of the sound, thinking the grimm may be nearby. But seeing nothing and his eyes returning to the two... he found out one wasn't a corpse. The mangled body of a pink haired girl. What was left of her leg...legs...was a mess, she was covered in blood, and she seemed to have been severely wounded in the head. He did note though that something appeared off with her, as her body seemed to subtlety change with each second. He could not focus on that now though. Instead, what drew his attention most was the fact that... 'She is eating Perry!?' He thought shocked and more than a little disturbed at the sight of it. He did not know if it was wise to speak or not but... "Why... why are you eating Perry... Who... What are you?" He would ask, hesitation and more than a little wariness in his voice. How else was someone supposed to react when they saw what appeared to be a zombie girl eating a corpse. ☽☾☽☾ Post count: 50 ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ ▃ OOC:
Equipment: Green sword on his back, small backpack, and a hand lantern.
Apathetic Writer
Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2019 7:37 am
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Danaë was moving closer and closer to Eve, her hand in the safety of her man. She knew he would protect her no matter what. They moved closer. Then she felt it. The scream that would try to shatter her world. Behind her, there were screams. It was causing a cave in. They needed to move out of there fast. She would pull more on Narx's hand. Then a rock hit both of their hands, separating them. She would hoot in surprise. She woudl try to go back for him, but he tripped. Above him, there was a slab of rock coming down. Had it not been for the professor, He would be gone.
Danaë would go under Rachel and start to pull Narx out from under her. She wasn't strong, but if they worked together, they could get him out from under there quickly. She would reach onto her side. She would pull out a purple crystal, and she would smash it into the rock. The rock would start lifting off of the teacher. "It's gravity dust, so hurry out from under it!" She wanted to be with Narx right now, but she needed to repay a debt.
Her next thought was to her brother. She didn't hear Asger. "Asger?!" she would say loudly. She would stay by Narx's side though. Then a rock would loose itself from the ceiling. She was so worried about her man, that she didn't notice it coming down on her face. It would smash into the right side of her face, the one with the scar. Her hands would reach up to her face. She was suppressing a scream, by gritting her teeth so hard. One of her Citrine eyes would stream a tear, while the right would show a tear tainted with blood.
Wearing: Battle Outfit - Mood: Pumped - Gear: Tools, spray guns, weapon harness, survival kit, food rations - With: Many teams plus hers! - Size: Regular
Once enough dust settled Lena saw why Rachel was upset. "Okay Okay." She had to think, fast. Cutting it was an option but Rachel probably didn’t have the time. As thoughts raged her mind a thought of relief came as Danaë, an awesome Faunus, had made the rock lighter. Moving in her harness limbs would open, lifting the rock off of Rachel. It was long for Rachel to escape the weight. "Quickly please, these limbs are not easy to build." Unsatisfied with speed she would reach to try and pull Rachel out from underneath.
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Eddy_Soul5
KnightsRoyal
Youroka Kage
Deadly_Tiger
Apathetic Writer
Alysian Virago
Toryuuku Shinjuku
narxfang
xLulie
DJSH9011
1234boo75
Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2019 2:59 pm
Azura Knight
Before Ridley could give them orders, Professor Anderson ordered them to go after SHAA. It turned out to make no difference in the end. She hadn't gone more than a couple of steps before the ground started to shake. Azura quickly unfolded Crimson Regret, not sure how helpful it would be in such a situation, but it was better than nothing. Her semblance couldn't stop anything of course. The ominous sound of rock cracking and splitting was followed swiftly by a partial cave-in. Rocks and boulders rained from above. It was all she could do to dive out of the way of the largest boulder, and under a protective ledge. She rolled into a standing position and used her scythe to protect herself from the smaller rocks and shrapnel. She could hear others screaming but in the chaos, she couldn't work out whose voices or even where they were. It seemed to go on forever, though it couldn't have been more than a few seconds. Finally, the Earth stilled.
Motes of dust danced in the beam of light as Azura looked around. She could hear others coughing in the thick dust. Finally, her light fell on Cecil and Azura let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. He looked alright if covered in a thick layer of dust. She imagined she looked much the same. At least she didn't see any blood on him. The air was thick with dust, causing her to cough and choke. There wasn't time to worry about that now. Cecil's light fell on Ridley laying on the ground. Perhaps later they could laugh at Ridley being injured right after Adam promised he would keep her safe. Right now, Azura gasped, something that she would immediately regret as it resulted in another coughing fit. Not to be dissuaded, she made her way to Ridley's side and knelt beside their fallen leader, tears in her eyes. It was hard to say if it was from all of the coughing or Ridley. Other people were shouting, but she ignored them as she put a hand to Ridley's throat gingerly, scared of what she might find. Blood coated one half of Ridley's face. It didn't look good. After a moment Azura sighed. "She's alive." She sat back on heels. "It feels like we just got her back." Perhaps her true semblance was getting injured in the place of others. She merely nodded in the sort of absent-minded way when Cecil offered to take over for Ridley. She saw no reason to argue. It was hard to say how Adam would process all of this, and she was far to shy to lead the team. "What do we do first?"
Semblance: 0/(5/4/3) Cooldown: 0/4 Backpack: First Aid Kit, Survival Kit (water & protein bars(one week worth), paracord, flashlight, gas mask, thermal blanket) extra flashlight, batteries, ice rounds(8 ).
The small sounds of water dripping onto the floor was heard. Drip. Drop. Drip-drip. Adam wiped his mouth with his sleeve as he with a shuddering spoke, "Did you say 'Ice cream?'" Memories of the delicious treat flooded his memory from the academy's time at the beach. The first time he spent with a day with Ridley, Cecil and Azura as an official member of Team DARK. Good times. His mind snapped back to the moment at hand. Y'know, the pinkette currently barrelling into the darkness because she smells blood. Wait. Blood. In the cavern already? Interrupting his thoughts was the femme goliath they had for a teacher. She put him in charge of the team due to Ridley being a bit out of it at the moment. Adam thought it best if someone else were to take the reigns of DARK with Ridley was... under the weather. That being said... WHY DID SHE PICK HIM?! He thought himself to be last on the list of potential leaders. Her large hand was on his shoulder and the weight caught him by surprise and nearly knocked him over. His thoughts were interrupted soon after following her calling him 'PMA' something he would ask about later. Still, if she wanted him to act as the quasi-leader of DARK who was he to decline. "Alright, screw it!" he perceptibly shrugged. He placed his head atop his dreads squishing them outwards towards the sides. "My eyes have pretty much gotten as good as they're gonna get in here." he stated. "And I'll try my best to get Pinky, but she seems pretty determined on whatever blood she's talkin' about." he said more so to himself. He grew a grin and looked back to his teacher. "Annoying people is one of my best features." he chuckled. "Pfft! 'Feathers!'" he stifled. Oof was the next noise that came out of his mouth after a firm slap on the back pushing him forward. "I could feel the spirit in that one!" he said rolling his shoulders trying to ease the pain. And thank whatever or whoever for aura. Before he could even think about chasing after them his hands were immediately brought to the sides of his head to protect his ears from the screeching sound. "What in the world?!" he said voice drowned out by the piercing noise. Still in shock from the noise, he hardly remembered the quaking walls leading the screech. The walls tore from themselves with an angry cracking sound. The noise pressed Adam to look up and through the darkness he could see shadows falling towards him. "Those are some heavy looking shadows." he said to himself. As the rocks hit the ground fragments and dust kicked up into the air causing him to cover most of his face with his sleeve. "What the heck was that noise?" he questioned out loud. He then realized that that must've been the reason for the cave in. Throughout all of this chaos he wasn't the least bit concerned for himself. He walked through the falling boulders and rocks looking for his team. Small rock merely bouncing off of his shoulder he walked without self-concern. The disaster came to an end with the result of, what many would call, a tomb. The dust settled and this was the chance to find everyone. And there was a bit of damage done. Amongst the other team a girl named Zylah was injured. The pinkette that charged into the darkness, Eve, was maimed in ways he hasn't seen in years. He current state didn't shock him, not did her 'snack', but what got a reaction out of him was that she was healing as she ate. Adam has seen many a thing, but that is DEFINITELY a first. As he continued walking looking for his team, decided not to scream or shout for them so the other teams didn't view him as someone only concerned about his team he noticed a familiar color scheme laying on the ground. Black and gold. He rushed over and slowly came to a stop as he noticed Azura checking on her. His heartbeat hastened and his pupils constricted noticed the flow of red coating the side of her face and head. He never liked this type of red on her. He left a small smile on his face for his own comfort which grew when Azura said she was still alive. He silently let out a breath relaxing for now, but he couldn't help but to feel something else. That cave in was no accident. Someone or something is down here. And that's what this mission is truly about and you couldn't convince him otherwise. Adam isn't the brightest knife in the crayon box, but he knows BS when he smells it. Why else would Atlesian Knights be here? His gut was telling him to come up with a plan since his Semblance wouldn't work on an automaton. Something told him this THING was not here to help them. So much commotion in such a small time of commencing this mission it was ridculous, but what he felt most hurt about was lying on the ground hurt. Becuase he failed to keep a promise he made not even 5 minutes ago. He truly was useless. He'd have to leave the self-loathing for later. "...get this GODFORSAKEN ROCK OFF ME...!" he heard from behind him. But before that he heard Cecil assume charge, which Adam had no problem with, but he felt the order should be changed first. 'What should we do?' he heard Azura ask He held his arms up to block the path to the others. Help and meet up with others after Ridley's been attended to. "Azura, get behind her and gently place her head and shoulders onto your lap. We gotta keep her elevated. After that make sure you ain't movin' her neck too much. Stop the bleedin', clean and dress the wound." he said. Adam tore of a piece of his shirt and handed it to Azura. "Keep this in front of her mouth 'n nose to monitor her breathin'. If fo' any reason she stop breathin' and is unusually still give 'er CPR." he said as his his speech pattern began to revert. "Cees, her head is gonna swell and who knows if she's hurt somewhere else. While Azura is patchin' her up look for anything else that might be wrong it. After that focus on keepin' 'er head coo, a'ight?" he said. He kicked himself because there wasn't much he could do, but he trusted his team to take care of their invincible leader. He'd kick himself later for that thought. "I'ma go make sure our teacher don't get squashed like a bug." he said noticing the rock being held up by Lena and also...floating? Whatever he needed to get her out of the way. He channeled his aura into his legs and sprinted as fast as he could towards the teacher to tackle her from underneath the rock. While on the move he noticed Narx beneath the teacher. With a lunge, he covered his body in his aura to reduce the impact of him and Ms. Anderson. While making contact with her with his right shoulder with his left arm he grabbed Narx by the jacket and tossed him from underneath the teacher effectively moving all three of them from the beneath a crushing fate. He rolled to a stop before standing up just to flop back down from straining his aura. Breathing a bit heavy, he coughed a few times from the dust in his lungs and just tried regulating his breathing. "Just gotta catch my breath!" he said between gasps.
Mood: Post Count:93 Location: Cave Omega
Alysian Virago
Deadly_Tiger
KnightsRoyal
Ghost_Rios
narxfang
Youroka Kage
Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2019 10:32 am
{[Cecil Roydon]}
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Cecil looked to Azura as she investigated Ridley's body while Adam seemed to try and work on her body. Cecil calmly walked up to Azura and placed a hand on her shoulder while Adam seemed to be having a slight nervous panic attack and was trying to give them orders before he could hear footsteps. He looked towards a small group of Medic Field Officers, seeing a few who had repelled down.... possibly as a reaction to the shakes from down below. 'Damn military operation...but.... it is helpful that they prepared for something like this.' He thought before he looked to Azura. "We need to leave her to these people." He told her as the trio arrived, with equipment to help wrap up the damage and ice packs to help keep the swelling down. Cecil soon watched as Adam shouted that he'd go and help Narx, causing him to stand up, and immediately he summoned up his ice aura. "Adam!" He called out to him as he got up but noticed something... off.
A scent.... gun-powder. His reiterpallasch always stunk of the smell because he had to manually reload it from time to time. Cecil cursed before he looked to Azura and knelt down for a moment as he whispered to her. "Go to Ora....help her with assisting the other students in avoiding long term damage. Re-convene with the group at Rachel and on your way, look for traces of explosives or scorch marks with your flashlight." He told her as he knew that Azura was just as book-smart as he was, if not more so. He adjusted his scarf to act as a makeshift mask before he ran from her towards Adam, Narx, Rachel, Lena, and Danae. The smell of gunpowder, the explosive waves, it wasn't just the sounds he heard.... this place was rigged with traps, and they were trapped in it. Cecil soon jumped up and over Lena, his Reiterpallasch at the ready as he swung it at the boulder to smack it out of her limb's grasp, due to the weightlessness of the rock. He landed at the space Narx was pulled away from by Adam, his stance before Lena and Danae more aggressive before he stood up, adjusting his scarf before looking to Lena and Danae.
"You two, while the Medical Officers are in the process of recovering the damaged that they can, go and help find the others. I know I'm not your leader, but right now, Danae. Lena. You're both strong and are capable of seeing in this darkness. The odds of finding the students while they are still alive are their best chances of survival." He told them before walking his way over to Adam, and soon set the flashlight down. While the poor man was recovering, Cecil was quick to slap him across the face with his left hand, his eyes focused on him before he knelt down before Adam. "Adam! You're not in any condition to be issuing orders at all right now." He told his friend bluntly, before he continued. "What you did was good, but you acted without giving a solid plan." He spoke as he was hoping he could get through the distraught man's false happiness, his eyes locking on Adam's eyes as the light shined on him, Adam, Narx, and Rachel. Right now, he was doing everything he could to also not let loose his anger, but if Adam acted like this then it'd be chaos if they all lost their collective s**t.
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Semblance: Active(1/?)|| Weapon: Reiterpallasch(drawn) || Currently Holding: Flashlight. Temp Gear on Hand: 3 Raw Ice Dust Crystals, and a flashlight. Post Count: 124(Level 1) || Quest Points: 3 || Current Quest: Dark Omega Cave [Cold Blooded Defender]
Once the shark faunus began taking charge of the situation, it seemed like the group was finally ready to move. Formation already broken, a number of students ran off ahead while the professor worked to urge the others on. Even those who had cold feet were ready to move under her instruction, but if only it could go so smoothly. As the students began to move, the Valian Knight could detect a disturbance. Briefly, its sensors had picked up the brewing seismic activity only a split second before the results could come to fruition. The machine had stopped in its place, holding its left hand up as a warning. Or at least, it started to. "Something---" Even the autonomous words programmed with a series of ones and zeros faster than any human could process could not race against the voice that bellowed through the cavern. A screech of devastating proportions would resonate through the cavern, increasing the seismic activity tenfold and triggered the begin of a cave in. Even a machine programmed to adapt to all odds began to lose its footing. "All students, aura protection is necessary for the highest survival chance. Proceed to the path ahead for the most optimal chance of survival. I will attem--" Though the machine began issuing orders on the best methods of survival, it would be cut short as a stone came down and struck its own skull. The metal would dent, the visor spiderweb with cracks as a series of sparks erupted from the machine which would fall to a kneeling position. For a brief moment, as the tremors came to an end, the series of sparks would stop. For the Valian Knight, the world had turned off in a blip, before jolts of electricity would spark across its cracked visor remains, the machine coming back online after multiple seconds of downtime. "Involuntary Shutdown Detected . . . System Reboot Engage . . . System Initialize Engage . . . Audio Detection, Online . . . Visual Display, Online . . . Probably Detection, Online . . . Recognition System, Online . . . Specialized AI, Error. . . Restoring Default Settings. . . . Communication System, Error." As a series of console commands were announced to those around it, the darkened world around the machine would materialize and then come to light, as the other half of its visor would release a floodlight to aid the visually impaired students. There the machine would witness the unfortunate horrors that had occurred, as a number of students had met terrible circumstances in the collapse. First, it would see the woman of gold and black practically drowning in a pool of her own blood. Then a student with her arm buried beneath a boulder, likely being crushed in ways one would have nightmares of. Then a bloodied avian that had joined them later in the journey, lying unconscious. " Error Code, Override. Extraction of injured students requested immediately." Valian may have been one of the first up to witness the horrors, and alongside its request, a number of students began working on emergency evacuation of all the critically injured students. With each step, the machine was met with horrors, horrors that only worsened when it saw the critical condition of Eve. "Fourth student located further in the cavern. Her condition is critical. Survival chance is estimated at a 3%... Chance..." The machine would fall silent once more, the floodlight burning down on the girl as she continued to rapidly consume the body of another that it had not seen prior. With every bite, it appeared that her skin was weaving itself back together. " ... Survival chance adapting, increasing. 7%... 15%... 35%... 64%... Fourth evacuation request canceled." Despite having some sense of familiarity with who would be along on this mission, nothing could have prepared the machine for such an unusual sight. Something that was surely going to catch the others off guard, much like the third individual it now detected in the cavern.
Stepping back, the machine would raise its gun as a jolt of sparks shown in its visor once again. "Corpse located, source of stated blood confirmed. Bystander detected, immediate backup requested." With the rifle fixed into position on the male. However, its finger never went to the trigger. Once the lights were on the male, its recognition software would initiate. "".. Missing student identified, Darius Cadwell of team CAPE. Condition, stable... Additional student identified, Perry of CAPE, condition, deceased. ... Failed to report in after departing on a beowolf extermination mission. Darius, What happened? Where are your other teammates? " With its inquiry, the weapon would be lowered away from Darius, awaiting his answers while also waiting for the other students to arrive.
► Narcissistic Cannibal 【 Mood ≡ Playful. 】 【 With ≡ Dearest Asger & Teams 】 【 Semblance - The Culling ≡ Heavy Sustained Face Damage, Contorted Left Leg, severed right calf. [2/3 Posts] 】 【 Dust | Infusion ≡ [0/3 Posts] [Inactive] 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 0 | 78 】 【 out. of. communism. ≡ I only made her injuries so severe for the fun of using her semblance recklessly. If you think its too much, then I'll tone it down. It was just fun to right. 】
XXXOh god, when was the last time she got to actually taste someone's flesh that wasn't her own? Sure, okay, maybe Asger gave her a nibble or two while he was recovering, but when did she REALLY get to eat like this? ... Actually, it wasn't too long before this. It took her a lot of effort to make it all the way to Beacon. She had arms to regrow, new teeth to try out. Everything felt a little off, but she made it until she got there. .. And now, being apart of this huntsmen academy, this must've been her treat for sticking around so long. Nearly getting crushed to death then ripping this boy dead boy a new one to repurpose his skin and bones before he was nothing but dust in the wind. He was human, though. Plain, ordinary. Nothing extraordinarily tasty aside from the fact he was a meat bag. No lingering taste of chicken, nothing fishy about it. Fish... Oh, she bet the teacher would taste great paired with some rice and wasabi. But, she couldn't eat her now, could she? No, instead she'd continue to strip the flesh off this poor boy's bones. We couldn't forget the bones, either. Tendons, ligaments. 'Eyes... lungs... pancreas... I'd better watch out, fighting on a full belly never does me any good~' Of all things this woman would do, she'd giggle. As if she was a little school girl playing with her toys, eating a bag of m&m's in delight. There was something horribly disturbing about it all, the scene, her words, her reaction to it all. With each bite, her body became less horrific and contorted. The white in the back of her eye socket would swell to a full eyeball, a brilliant cyan while her eyelid stitched back together, letting her blink once again. The gash in the side of her head was nonexistent, stitched together without so much of a scar to show it was there before. Her ear, as well, had finished swelling in a mess of flesh before it took shape. A series of pops would resonate against her eardrum, then a high pitch ringing before the ambiance of the cave finally became loud and clear. People were crying, screaming. So many were injured, some possibly dead. Her crush leg was nearly back to mass, the skin swelling and pulsating with occasional jolts as the bones fit back together, the muscle tissue and skin weaving itself whole. .. One might mistake her leg for a balloon, slowly getting air. The other leg was still in a very sorry state. The skin, muscle and bone had stretched well past her knee, but was still weaving in fragments of calcium and threads of muscle.
That's when a voice would make itself clear. A voice that she hadn't heard before, one that wasn't with their squad before they were all nearly crushed to death. His voice was hesitant, afraid. A slow question, a stupid one at that. Cyan hues would glance up at the male, her bloodstained lips curling up into a smile that showed her serrated teeth. "Obvious question, obvious answer. He's dead, right? So he isn't using it anymore. Better this than let all that dust go to waste." She'd follow with a coo of delight as if she got some odd pleasure about declaring her acts of cannibalism. Then again, for a predator like her, it was normal. Especially in her species, komodo dragons were known to eat their own kind, so how was she different from sinking her teeth into another human? At least she didn't kill this one! She'd then bite off one of the poor boys fingers, biting down on the digit like a baby carrot with a sickening crack, only to slurp the flesh and blood down. Then, she'd try pushing herself up, showing her completely bloodsoaked attire. Her left hand, of course, was masked with a metal set of claws. One that she'd raise to press against 'Perry's' chest for support. "I'm just a hungry dragon is all. Nothing more, nothing less.~" With her words, her eyes would glint red once more. If Darius had been watching, he'd notice her horns had grown one or two inches. The more she ate, the more they'd continue to grow. Then again, it was likely he wasn't at all focused on the smaller things, but instead whatever monster was chowing down on his friend.
Then she heard another voice, an annoying one at that. That of a machine that was like ice down her spine, it only caused her annoyance. She dragon girl would grit her sharpened teeth and hiss as her pupils shrunk, practically blinded by the floodlights the robot had displayed for those visually impaired. She wasn't ready for it in the slightest and fell face first back into Perry's bloody heap. ... That's when she heard it. Emergency evacuation, three injured. Not only did she hear the machine, but she'd hear the little ball of feathers she had claimed as her sister shout the name of her dearest. Suddenly she wasn't hungry, but instead worried. Forcing herself up again, she realised she had no idea where Asger was or what happened. "Adam?! Adam, where are you? Are you okay!?" It was like she was a completely different person at the drop of a dime. One moment, a ruthless beast that devoured whoever this Perry was, the next a worried girlfriend that just wanted to know that her beloved was safe. Without thinking she'd try to push herself up to her feet, but her leg would crack while her recovering stub had nothing for her to balance on... She fell right back down, her claws practically shredding Perry's chest. "I need to find him, find my Adam! He was so close when I got hit, he couldn't have, could he...? Danae! Where is my Adam?!" Eve couldn't move with her feet, so she was ready to start crawling while asking for Danae's own update from a distance.
「 🄽🄰🅁🅇 🄷🄴🄻🄻🄷🄾🅁🄽🅂 」 "Revenge is a confession of pain" ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
Narx's heart froze for a moment. Time seemed to slow. This couldn't be how he died? Right? He didn't have time to ponder it for much longer as everything came crashing down, literally. He braced himself against it with his arms raised, but then nothing happened. He heard a massive crash, but then a glimpse of light, and red hair, it was Rachel? the teacher? What- She was holding the stone above him. She was screaming at him to get out, but that's when he felt it. His body seizing up again. "No, not now!" His breathing started to get rough as panic set in. Why now of all times?! Danaë? Her face was suddenly over his. Out of nowhere, his heart felt a pang of hope as she started to pull him, it was slow though, too slow. Fortunately she was smart and released some gravity dust to relieve Rachel. Narx smiled, hope finally coming back in full force right as a chunk of the boulder cracked off and veered directly for them. This was it."OUGH!"He groaned as Adam slammed into them last second shoving them all out of harm's way. The boulder smashed into the ground where they had been. Narx stared with wide eyes at the spot. Amazed they made it."T-thanks guys."It sounded so corny, but what else could he say? They literally all worked together to save him.
"Let's get to safety!" Narx shouted, trying to move, but he still couldn't get off the ground. He twisted to try and crawl and saw Danaë's face covered in blood. "Danaë, you're hurt!" He reached to touch it, but his arm was still too stiff. He wanted to heal her, but they needed to get to safety first, and he needed to regain control of his body.
[ë -- ꓄ꃅꍟ ꉓꋪꍏꅏ꒒ꀤꈤ (Narx's Hammer)
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ "Treat all fairly and some will seek revenge yet"- The Fang
