Cora was shocked as she saw the huge behemoth barrel towards her. She didn't have time to move as she crashed into the ground. All the air escaping her body as she lays there staring wide eye at the creature before her. She had to keep telling herself that she did this for Fluffy. Closing her eyes, she just waits for her death to be swift, please..
But it never came, and her chest felt light once again. Sitting up, she winces as she was now throbbing all over. Her eyes trying to focus before she realized what had happen and all she could do was back up, trying not to scream.
Tavast...Fluffy!
Turning, she attempts to get up only to stumble over her own legs and fall flat.
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Guest Name: Coraline Dolan Guest Profession: Photographer HP: 23/25 Physical Description: Standing five feet, seven inches, she a beauty in her own unique way. With boy cut dark brown hair, its highlighted with blood red through the whole hair. Her bangs are longer and hang in her face most of the time. Slate blue eyes, with freckles all over her cheeks and nose. Normally spotted in a simple spaghetti strap shirt and flare jeans. Brief Character Profile: Full of life, she always has a smile on her face. To her, even the worse moment can be the best picture if you look through the eye of a camera. She loves to talk to everyone, and always tries to include everyone in.
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 2:39 pm
Would he have done the same? It was hard to say, then again it wasn't, he would have even if he wanted to scold the man for doing exactly what he would have. "Alright.." Tonio replied, taking his low tone even softer, the last thing they needed was to fight among themselves. Noticing the wince of pain he frowned, about to tell the guy about the medical supplies in the desk downstairs. However his attempt to smooth things over were foiled when a high pitch screech assaulted his eardrums.
Catching movement in his peripheral, he turned and noticed Cora heading for the door, "Cora." He tried, eyes going wide when she smiled at him, the smile was the same smile he normally got from Cora when she was going to have her way or nothing. Go back to the room, he snorted loudly and was already moving towards the door by the time the other man passed him with a look, "there's medical supplies in the desk!" He shouted before moving to the door with a deep breath. Tonio didn't think about how he was about to do the exact same foolish thing as Cora, no he just knew he couldn't let her do it alone.
Opening the door slowly he peeks out, with a rather hefty book he had picked up he aimed for the monster pinning Cora, yet to throw it though. Was that little monster trying to help her? Confused he started at the craziness for a moment longer, watching the creatures attack one another. "Damn it, Cora." Well it wasn't the most heroic thing to say but it's what came out in the moment. Moving from the door he attempts to pull Cora back in to safety.
Raja
He sees you trying to help, maybe likes you a little more. Maybe.
Krista_Darkangel_Silme
CRAWL, He'll try to pull you free and hopefully not rip your legs off. :I
Prolixity
Action: na Target: na Roll Results: na My HP:25 Hp My Items: None Guest Name: Antonio Altamirano
[ That was not my intention! ] Reaver hissed back, pained, to Tavast as he dug into her to push her off the human. Hurting the small human pup would have ceased any and all answers. Sure, she probably wasn't looking where she was going but she hadn't hit him. Like he had her. Those little claws were still as sharp as ever but it was nothing compared to what the dragon had done to her.
Because it hurt like a b***h and she bellowed when he didn't let go at first [ Oooooow! ] and hissed some more in severe pain. It was at least a chance to strike. Reaver used her head for this, ramming her forehead - horns and all - into Tavast's. It made her dizzy for a moment, but she still got out a whine. [ You're ruining my pelt! ] Once again. Priorities.
raja
QQ
torvil
scars aren't becoming of a lady QQ
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 34/50 Target: Tavast Roll Results: Office HP: 45/70
Finishing off with flourish, Banshee pounded the side of the building with flames once more.
Only to find there was a skirmish going on around her. If she had eyebrows, they would've furrowed with anger. < Why are you fighting each other?! They could come back to take us all. We do not know what lies within these walls. > She sent an especially wary look to the other dragon, one that should have known better.
< I too am glad for the cerberus' return, but we must focus on our goal, not each other. > She looked once more at the building with malice. < So let's bust these walls down and kick some a**. > A strict look at the dog now. < So they do not take any more than they already have. >
Action: Attack Target: Office Building Roll Results: 2 Building HP: 43/70
My HP: 46/50 My Items: --
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Name: Banshee (given her to by keepers without ... consideration ...) Species:Frost Wyrm like black skeletal icy dragon thing idk ;_; <3 Physical Description: She's kept in half humanoid most of the time. Currently in dragon form, as picture above. Half humanoid: Black hair dip dyed blue. It's straight and drapes in front of her face something like this. She's mostly skeletal with a glowy blue core, glowy blue eyes- its a deep saturated blue. Outfit is something like this w/ blue/black color scheme. Black skin with skeletal parts. Horns, wings- dragon-y stuff. Also has a foggy fog emitting from her body just to add to general ~spookiness~. When she's not half-humanoid, she's a frost wyrm, as pictured above. Brief Character Profile: Banshee has a very strong sense of justice. She's very calculated, often thinking in percents and proportions. She has a really strong sense of what's right and what's wrong she is the law. She's relatively friendly, but can be somewhat stagnant to interact with. She likes technology and other things she can take apart and put back together. Has a hard time breaking out of her shell, but not neccessarily unfriendly. A speaks-when-spoken-to sort of person.
<THAT IS BESIDE THE POINT! INTENT OR NOT! YOU COULD HAVE!> He struck back at her, which ended up just his claw pushing on her face, doing no damage as he growled. <NOW BACK OFF! I need to see if Fluffy is okay.>
Pushing off of her, he turned his attention to Fluffy, leaving his side exposed to her as he lowered his head to the pup.
<You okay Fluffy?>
Lifting his head up he snorted at Banshee. <Not all the humans are bad you know... This one has done me no harm.>
Laying on the ground, she shakes her head as she gets up on her knees. Looking towards the building, she gasps as the color drains from her face at the sight of Tonio. Shaking her head, she pushed up trying to make it back to him.
Problem was, that trip up before cause her to twist her ankle.
So she wasn't getting up just yet.
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Guest Name: Coraline Dolan Guest Profession: Photographer HP: 23/25 Physical Description: Standing five feet, seven inches, she a beauty in her own unique way. With boy cut dark brown hair, its highlighted with blood red through the whole hair. Her bangs are longer and hang in her face most of the time. Slate blue eyes, with freckles all over her cheeks and nose. Normally spotted in a simple spaghetti strap shirt and flare jeans. Brief Character Profile: Full of life, she always has a smile on her face. To her, even the worse moment can be the best picture if you look through the eye of a camera. She loves to talk to everyone, and always tries to include everyone in.
Eyes narrowed at Tavast. She didn't trust this dragon. He was too impulsive, too rash. < And when they return for the dog? When they want to take another of ours- will you say they are so kind then? > She looked to the dog, wondering if it was really worth such a fuss. < Do you dare risk his life once more? >
She snorted and positioned herself more astutely, wings spread in agitation, tail flicking lightly at the defiance. < I'm not going to take that risk, > she declared, turning back to the building. < But you may do as you please. >
Action: -- Target: -- Roll Results: -- Building HP: 43/70
My HP: 46/50 My Items: --
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Name: Banshee (given her to by keepers without ... consideration ...) Species:Frost Wyrm like black skeletal icy dragon thing idk ;_; <3 Physical Description: She's kept in half humanoid most of the time. Currently in dragon form, as picture above. Half humanoid: Black hair dip dyed blue. It's straight and drapes in front of her face something like this. She's mostly skeletal with a glowy blue core, glowy blue eyes- its a deep saturated blue. Outfit is something like this w/ blue/black color scheme. Black skin with skeletal parts. Horns, wings- dragon-y stuff. Also has a foggy fog emitting from her body just to add to general ~spookiness~. When she's not half-humanoid, she's a frost wyrm, as pictured above. Brief Character Profile: Banshee has a very strong sense of justice. She's very calculated, often thinking in percents and proportions. She has a really strong sense of what's right and what's wrong she is the law. She's relatively friendly, but can be somewhat stagnant to interact with. She likes technology and other things she can take apart and put back together. Has a hard time breaking out of her shell, but not neccessarily unfriendly. A speaks-when-spoken-to sort of person.
Tavast grunted, flapping his wings in agitation as his tail thrashed. <I have killed humans who have caused me upset before - do not lecture me on what it means to hate.>
Chimarii
Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 3:22 pm
[ Clearly he's fine enough to strike me as you have! ] Reaver spat back, pain still in her voice from the new gashes in her side. They were going to take forever to heal and clean. (Though, she had to admit, she did feel... a little more powerful).
Honestly, she couldn't care much less for the human's life and only saw her as a means to an end to gain her information which she still had yet to receive - from the tussle, she hadn't heard that Fluffy was in the dark with his own transformation as she was. Only if the human turned on her would she react, but Banshee did have a point; and she knew very well of what the humans were capable of. Clearly Tavast hadn't seen what had been done to those in Containment.
Well, there was someone going after the human again. But Reaver turned from the pathetic thing on the ground back to the pathetic thing that seemed to be in the center of most of this. Fluffy. He received a very judging glare as she tried to ignore the sting in her side.
[ Tell me... ] The behemoth dared not get close to him, knowing the wrath of the dragon. She had enough scratches right now, thanks.
torvil
raja
sorry for the huge amount of notices, had to edit info
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Name: Reaver Physical Description:behemoth. Though, not as large as what a grown behemoth of Halloween could potentially achieve, Reaver is about the size of a Siberian Tiger and potentially just as mean. Her colors are rather subdued, fitting into what humans would deem more 'natural' with shades of browns and blacks. HP: 43/50 Target: Building Roll Results: Office HP: 43/70
Cora blinks for a moment before she realized something else around her. Turning her eyes upwards, she found herself face to face with a snake that had rainbow feathers? Carefully leaning back, she chews on her bottom lip before she gives a small nervous laugh.
Moving wasn't an option
"Um....hi?"
iStoleYurVamps
Cora say your very pretty Centa!
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Guest Name: Coraline Dolan Guest Profession: Photographer HP: 22/25 Physical Description: Standing five feet, seven inches, she a beauty in her own unique way. With boy cut dark brown hair, its highlighted with blood red through the whole hair. Her bangs are longer and hang in her face most of the time. Slate blue eyes, with freckles all over her cheeks and nose. Normally spotted in a simple spaghetti strap shirt and flare jeans. Brief Character Profile: Full of life, she always has a smile on her face. To her, even the worse moment can be the best picture if you look through the eye of a camera. She loves to talk to everyone, and always tries to include everyone in.
Ok so staying in the doorway out of sight wasn't going to work. Watching as Cora struggled to push up he frowned and attempted to gather the nerve to make his feet work. He'd just run out there and pick her up...
Just...run out into that mob of vicious monsters and pick her right the hell up and then run.
That was the plan so why wasn't he moving? Tonio glanced to his knees at a knocking sound and sighed defeated, yep he was shaking. Trying to psych himself up he began to chat over and over that he had to safe Cora, looking up the phrase never became realer as he watched a snake with feathers attack. Clutching the book he jumped out of the door and threw it at the creature.
Only the moment the book fell a few feet short he realized he wasn't a professional pitcher again. "s**t.." Running looked really good right now, only he was kind of frozen in place, in mid-throw pose.
Krista_Darkangel_Silme
iStoleYurVamps
Action: Attacking Target: Centa Roll Results: 0 ( is a flop) My HP:25 Hp My Items: None Guest Name: Antonio Altamirano
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 3:40 pm
There was scary, and then there was scary. And then there was realizing how the humans felt. Breathing suddenly seemed rather difficult as Tavast charged forward taking out the Behemoth right before him. While Tavast wasn't aiming for him, he suddenly realized just how much bigger they were. Just briefly finding out how they felt was enough. He quickly did managed to catch his breath as he watched the events unfold around him. Arguing and fighting, anger... and then there was Cora trying to flee back indoors. Not that the other monsters were seeming to help, but at least they were distracted for now.
[I-... they didn't hurt me. No one stepped on me.] He had his usual cuts and scrapes from earlier, but nothing new. The snake had hurt him, but that was a while back. The humans hadn't so much as scratched him and thankfully Reaver wasn't aiming for him at all. Still, he was glowering at the female angrily, ears down as soon as he spotted her again. [NO! IT JUST HAPPENED!] Maybe he'd eaten bad or something, but he was getting angry with the questions repeated at him. He didn't know, he'd never know as far as it seemed. [Humans no know either. NO ONE KNOWS!] He huffed at that, visibly. Grumbling a bit before shifting to move closer to the large dragon now that he wasn't openly thrashing things. Though he did look back to Cora briefly, managing to clutch at the blanket still.
The world was also colder without fur. He'd just started to notice this.
[They didn't hurt me. They were nice. They brought me back since they didn't know.] That was as much as he understood, looking up at Banshee. [They didn't take me by force. Thought I was one of them at first.] That was why Len got upset? Thinking back it seemed logical. He looked a bit like they did sometimes. He huffed again, not really able to manage a proper bark as he blinked at the woman again as the monster attacked her. [NO! BAD!] A growl escaped him as he attempted to stumble at the thing. If it dared to attack again he'd manage to be there that time. It was going to show just how much damage he could still do as small as he was. [Leave human alone! NICE HUMAN!]
Torvil
He's fine. Also BRB heading home.
chirigami
Answer desu.
iStoleYurVamps
Angry dog is talking to you. Well dog human thing.
Centehua stared at the food less human. Humans were not that tasty. Not really. She wanted treats. And this human was lacking in treats. Letting out a heavy sigh (for a snake bird thing anyway), Centehua looked at the book that was thrown-
Was that food? Were they offering food to her glorious person? A quick bite told her no. It wasn't food. Flicking her tail up at the man, the feathered serpent went to the barrier.
Action: attack? Licking? Idk man idk Target: Building cuz hey maybe food is inside the place with the people and the things Roll Results: 0 so pro Building HP: 34/70
< It is not hate, > Banshee thought warily. < I do not hate them ... at least, I don't think I do. I am simply weary of these games. I want answers. >
Turning to the cerberus, she said, < They are not concerned for your well being. You think they returned you out of kindness?! They are afraid. See how this one trembles. > She looked down to a boyish one (Antonio) and nudged it. < I do not trust them in the same way they do not trust me. It is frightened. It will attack. > Attack, as it so did when Centa approached it for food. Centa got a glare as well, but for something entirely different. For a loaf of bread, long ago.
With her personal soliloquoy on fear done, Banshee hurdled toward the building with a new fervor, breathing cold blue fire against its windows, reveling in the icy tundra licking the sides of the bricks, feeling the barrier weaken with each hot breath.
< I am not saying you must join me, merely that I do not wish to lament in pity when it is too late. >
Action: Attack Target: Office Building Roll Results: 12 Building HP: 22/70
My HP: 46/50 My Items: --
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Name: Banshee (given her to by keepers without ... consideration ...) Species:Frost Wyrm like black skeletal icy dragon thing idk ;_; <3 Physical Description: She's kept in half humanoid most of the time. Currently in dragon form, as picture above. Half humanoid: Black hair dip dyed blue. It's straight and drapes in front of her face something like this. She's mostly skeletal with a glowy blue core, glowy blue eyes- its a deep saturated blue. Outfit is something like this w/ blue/black color scheme. Black skin with skeletal parts. Horns, wings- dragon-y stuff. Also has a foggy fog emitting from her body just to add to general ~spookiness~. When she's not half-humanoid, she's a frost wyrm, as pictured above. Brief Character Profile: Banshee has a very strong sense of justice. She's very calculated, often thinking in percents and proportions. She has a really strong sense of what's right and what's wrong she is the law. She's relatively friendly, but can be somewhat stagnant to interact with. She likes technology and other things she can take apart and put back together. Has a hard time breaking out of her shell, but not neccessarily unfriendly. A speaks-when-spoken-to sort of person.
