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The siren was bad at helping in some ways. Considering it was pretty usual, screwing up, missing and doing nothing. As the shockwave came it sent him back, he felt his wings get stiff, sending him out of the air like a rock. Ow oh ow... he felt like a bag of old meat, unable to move.

This is why he stayed back. He seemed to never do well.

Cady staggered over to Willow as ordered, and flopped down on the ground pathetically.

"Merrrr."

Possible wouldn't do the job. Bul frowned at Willow in a more sympathetic, s**t dog what do we do manner than accusing. Her story as well as Demi's was even more bewildering than he could respond to. Red had a weapon? This meant a lot of things for certain. Bul was getting a light headache trying to think it over so fast and winced holding his face. "Fuuuck... why did we ********.. sorry, we JUST finished taking down a series of... bizarre things from the house so I'm still a little stirred..."

Taking a deep slow breath he appeared to have got his head leveled with them now and the severity of the situation.

"I would love to get that sucker while he's down.. but I don't know if its worth it. And Red? ******** I dunno if I could hit Ren and feel good about it..." he looked perplexed. OOCly his player could not actually pick either since she used up a turn with a FEAR attempt so he wasn't... really going anywhere!

Cady's arrival was treated with the only smile Bul could possibly conjure in such a situation one that read 'i knooooooooowwwwww qq'.

He let his hand drop as she knelt, struck by how formal the ghoul was. The action reminded him of . . . Well now.

A Death Knight and his steed-slash-companion, off to face a dangerous army and a monstrous new threat while their own teams were off fighting back or helping the wounded. Like it was right out of an adventure novel he would read back at home. Or one of his comic books.

One of which was in his backpack. Speaking of which.

Slinging his backpack to the ground quickly, he unzipped the main pocket and shifted around in its contents, eventually bringing out his one spare shirt - mostly purple with two close up profile pictures, one of a plague doctor, the other of a reaper with a rather snazzy hat on.

It was one of his favorite shirts.

It was also long enough for his purposes: the zombie wrapped the shirt about her neck, making the bow using his mouth and hand just below where her mane ended. "Can use to hold onto sorta. And ghouls should be pretty for battle." He wasn't comfortable with grabbing her mane, whatever Toby said.

Nodding at his work, then Mort climbed onto her back once again, soothingly patting her. "Thank you . . . Did not want go alone," he told her. "Need to find team too. And catgirl - catgirl has other hand. N' then we see what do next.

"Ready when you are."

Willow twitched her tail, "You probably would've believed that more if you heard her talking. With... whoever she uh combined with." Willow was unsure, "She called him a name... it wasn't Dr. H." She added, "But he seems to be at the very least someone over them." She used her paw to gesture to the rest of the hunters. "Of course I'd advise to not touch their weapons long since it did eat Red."

"Hi Cady," She paused and sniffed the air, "Is that fish?" The tiger narrowed its eyes at Cady, "You really will eat anything won't you? Did you at least save me some?" She was actually being serious, though she soon sighed. Anything would be better than feeling a bit beat up.

The tiger blinked when she was hugged seeing Bea, "Oh. You're here tooo, Hi Bea." She was watching over Bea's shoulder at the Hunters while she was hugged, it was hard to hug back when she had four feet. "Seriously though." She pointed at the guy that use to have the scythe with her paw, "His attack sucks so yeah watch out. Obviously watch out for all of them but that's a given I would think."

"So...Red is a double teamer, then," said Ren, frowning as he tried to comprehend the situation, to focus on what Demi was saying. It still was not connecting that the enormous creature was their professor, the professor that was - yes, perhaps a little brusque and not exactly encouraging, but she was still a professor. And she was still someone he had known.

He felt something pushing against his hand, and glancing down he saw Xiu attempting to shove the pumpkin pill back towards him. Ren closed his fingers around the baku's, tightening until she couldn't move them.

"Xiu, darling," he said, very seriously. "If you don't take this pill right now, I won't hesitate to have Demi here force-feed it to you. And I'm quite certain none of us want to do that, so it might be best if you just swallowed it pleasantly."

The faintest hint of a crooked grin touched his lips.




[ HP: 18/40
Target: N/A.
Damage: N/A.
FEAR Attack: Ren's FEAR has evolved in that he can cause physical damage with his voice. A certain tone of his voice can cause bursts of air to slice towards his opponent. It's more powerful when his opponent is within visual and vocal range, but again depends on how energetic the both of them are. ]

if it was any other time, the ground would have greeted his missing comrades with a snarky comment and a grin, but Cady and Bea's appearance got a rather tense greeting. "why are you two soggy, and smell like fish, spookies and shame?' he openly queried before flustering and waving his arms around "You know what, I'm afraid to hear the answer, never mind."

Well, he was happy that Bul was on the same page with him, even if now he himself was more level headed and not turning into a rabid hell hound looking to bite into flesh. Still sounded nice to be honest. "I still want to rip him to pieces, but not while he's holding that dagger and has his cult following him." motioning over to the flock of white vested followers that were practically swooning over his every word. If anything it just made him want to go up to the nearest one and say "HOP OFF."

But Xiu's words took more presence as he whirled back around to face her. "The only practice your getting is how to lie down and recover miss independent." he scolded her playfully and made sure she stopped resisting the rest. "You have done well, take the rest while the cavalry takes over." he mummered out and gave the baku a thumbs up in hopes of reassurance. "Ren she was something alright, she looked just like them.' he informed the griffin off hand. "its was scary how if she never revealed herself, i'm sure a few of us would have attacked her."

It was really a shame that real life paled in comparison to the romantic ideal of a good comic book-- but sadly, this was the former, and it was a war at that, in all its bloody, desperate, unfair lack-of-glory. She couldn't say she really understood the concept of being pretty for battle, or why gender would matter in such a thing, but politely refrained from comment and, once her rider was most assuredly secure, she rose from her bowed posture, straightened out, and shook her mane a bit.

Iris was safe… or as safe as he'd get. She'd just have to keep hoping and willing him never to be found.

"Alright, then." There was no need to say more, so in true dramatic style, the glorious mutant unicorn reared (… okay, so she really just lifted her front legs off the ground a little, clearly conscientious of not throwing her rider), crying out a high, sharp whinny, and took off at a gallop, back for the fray.

"… Call for them!" It almost sounded like an order, but it was hardly that. It was more of a… suggestion. "If you see anyone among your team, tell me."

Maybe he'd be able to pick something out from the higher vantage point of her back?

HP: 16/30 and in natural form with 'true eye' exposed in horn for super vision.

((Also noting here that this is my last post of the night because I have 8 a.m. class and a full day of college tomorrow. orz Mort, if you don't want to get post-locked because of me, feel free to jump off at any time and progress without your steed! I'll catch up whenever I can tomorrow night. It's been fun though!))