Welcome to Gaia! ::

The weapon could see the pain and the flames- and for a second, Dis's expression softened. "You are precious to me." It was softly spoken. "And I am not ready to give up that which is mine." Stone cold, anger was clear in his eyes as the vampire turned to face the dragon.

"Marcusssss!" His hunter was still there, between them, there might have been nothing but silence, but the nod of the hunter's head was all he needed. "You can still fight sweet Jinhai, so, I shall expect you to join me." Lifting the dragon's chin Dis smiled with something akin to bloodlust, "I do not like the weak, so try not to disappoint me." Playful, the vampire's emotions were changing every second.

Turning to face the spawn he cooed. "How cute, insects."

HP: 45
Damage to Whelp 2: 7
Dragon whelpling 1: 4
Dragon whelpling 2: 2
Dragon whelpling 3: Dead
Dragon whelpling 4: Dead
Dragon whelpling 5: 1
Dragon whelpling 6: 12
Dragon whelpling 7: 12
Dragon whelpling 8: 12
Dragon whelpling 9: 12
Dragon whelpling 10: 12

And then there were dragons. Lots of tiny baby dragons. Atropos kind of just stared, eyes wide and jaw dropped. It was like it had had babies. Welp, time to kill some babies. At least they weren't real.

Candace was looking from Atropos to Gale and back again, thinking nothing of the nails biting into her arm. It was fine. Gale was in pain, she could understand. She even did her best not to wince from the slight pain. "He destroyed your house!? Oh, Gale. I'm so sorry." Candace frowned and rubbed his shoulder warily. Don't catch fire...don't catch fire..

Jerry complained about the fire and she shook her head. "I have no idea." She was trying to stay calm but..Gale.

Meanwhile, Atropos delivered a hard kick to one of the nearby whelps. It exploded into fog again. "They'd be more formidable if they were real." She snorted, shaking her head.

HP: 53/60
Damage done: 8
Target: Whelp 5

Roar glanced up from digging his clawed heal into his own foggy prey in time to see a purple-tinged blur rip through two more miniature dragons. His thick, thorny brows raised and he gave a whistle, leaping to close the space between them before righting himself just behind her and giving the Weapon-golem an appreciative pinch to the rear just above her tail, "Well, hey know, tha's some good work you got goin' there! How 'bout you an' me take five behind a rock somewhere?"



HP: 54/60
RP POST

Something touched her and simply on instinct Atropos whirled around on her heel and gave the offender of her personal space during the middle of a battle a swift kick to the side. Oh wait! s**t! That was..that was..

...Who the hell was this? Atropos' eyes narrowed as she backed away. "Sorry, boil. You're not my type." Her eyes darted to Candace to make sure she was okay, sighing with relief when she found her still coddling Gale with Jerry. She'd be okay. But then another voice piped up and Atropos looked down at the ghostly boil at their feet. Bazook-- "Roar?!" Atropos immediately barked with laughter. "Oh then you're definitely not my type ahaha! I'm not about to risk experiencing what a one-minute boil is like." She rolled her eyes and grinned, looking down at the other boil.

"Hey. You okay down there?"

Atropos rolled her eyes. "Sure, sure. I'll believe it when I see it bazooka boil. And no, I don't know Candace's fascination with them." She waved a hand dismissively. "Go kill some scareling dragons. They're annoying little twits. Dragons." She gave a snort. "Overrated spoiled brats."

A long tongue slithered out of Roar's massive jaw to lap at Atropos' neck as he gave an even more inviting purr, "Just gimme a couple hours t'show you, babe..." Fog monsters be damned. They only had a short period of time to express their freedom, and he was content to make the most of it.

"ROAR!" Jerry shouted from where he still huddled with the others, "Head in the battle you stupid Howler!"

"STUPID YOU IN A SECOND, MEATSACK." He snarled back.

Do. Now. Want. Atropos shuddered and brought her arm back and then shot it forward, right at Roar's face. "I feel so bad for Jerry right now." She began wiping and rubbing at her neck in a very childish display of disgust, even whining and hopping in place. So gross, so gross, so gross! Augh! She shook her head and backed away. "You should listen to your Hunter." She shivered and continued backing away.

"...Your weapon just licked my weapon's neck.." Candace blinked and just stared. "He's uh...interesting..?"

The barriers were almost ready. Marcus looked at the boy still on fire. "Damn, that thing really must hate you and your house Gale." The daggers down, he shoved the last one in place, the weak shield going up. "How much you still have up Gale?"
How much time did he have before the flame began to burn away at more than just FEAR?

Dis didn't like the look Jinhai was giving him. "Idiot." So he killed one of the insects, he was still on fire. "Not that I don't like it when you touch me but... You're going to set me on fire you idiot." His words didn't match his actions, grabbing the dragon to give him a leg to stand on. "And besides, I thought you would have realized by now, all I do is stupid."

Defended for: 8