It was a bad idea, Leon could feel it deep inside as he walked up the steps into the house of haunting and the mist that seemed to pour out from its entryway. the step were solid and clunked with each of his steps that made his heart pound in nervousness. He was surprised that Madison didn't feel the light dampness of his pawn as they walked into the mouth of hell.
It was a stunning sight, as he left his mouth agape at the sight of the main hall, the regal entryway that still stood up fairly well, or at least from what he could tell with the white haze in the way. "Something does not feel right about this place." Leon muttered to his current partner in crime and spun around at the creak from behind them.
the sound promised nothing of good news as it got louder and the door began to move. the creaked and groaned and before the life hunter could get to it, it crashed with a bang into its partner on the other side. closed and shut. The panic that shot through his veins was like fire, burning him from the inside as he tried to pry apart the doors. "crap crap crap crap CRAP!" he roared and tugged and put every ounce of his strength training to use.
But the doors stayed as rigid and if it were alive, Leon was sure it was mocking his feeble attempts. "I cant get it to open." he said in alarm and turned to Madison, the one that he dragged into this situation. back into the place where he found her, and the pang of guilt stuck in his chest like a nasty chest cold. "I'm sorry."
Way to go Leon, way to go. It was a bad idea indeed.
Stats:
Name: Leon Stone HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: 2 Medkits from the medic tent. RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 8:22 pm
"It's okay," Madison began, then coughed. Her eyes widened in alarm as she went down on hands and knees, coughing uncontrollably; then her vision misted over with tears. When at last she could breathe again, she looked up...
She thought, for a moment, that she had been blinded - but no, no, blindness was absence. This was white and grey, so thick that she could barely see the floor she was kneeling on. "The fog... ugh..." She felt strangely better, though, if wrung out. The exhaustion was eased, the feeling like her brain was cracking had gone away. She felt reasonably fine, aftermath of that coughing fit excepted. "I think... I think I'm okay. God, it's so quiet all of a sudden... the hell's going on?" She rocked back on her heels - thankfully, she could still see Leon.
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: Runic Bandages x 1 (personal Runic Weapon loadout) RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
Leon frowned as maddie showed off her big girl pants, and then went into a coughing fit. Nto exactly what he wanted to witness a he began to pat her back. "Hey, no dying here, ok?" He managed to rasp out before the fog began to seep closer and into his own lungs. the acrid feel of the fog inside his body was horrible, making his sputter and gasp as he waved his arms in the air to beat it back.
"I should take my own words to heart." the fit ended with a deep breath and a headache to go with it, but it only meant that it was a feeling of being alive, he could live with that. "Well we are in the lion's den so to speak Maddie." he said deadpanned from his own spot on the floor. swiping a hand at the girls arm, only to brush a fingertip against something that was not the female hunter in front of him. "What the hell was that?" he muttered, flabbergast at the item that hid in the mist that pooled on the floor. "I touched.............. something." as to what, he had no clue how to explain it.
but he was going to find out as he swept his arms in a arc around him. Leon was making a fog angel.
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Name: Leon Stone HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: 2 Medkits from the medic tent. RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
"I'm not dying," Madison said, firmly, feeling a little more confident now; she slowly got to her feet, only to wince as her first step forward landed on something that crunched under her boot. "s**t-"
She bent down even as Leon began to search, finding broken glass under her fingertips; fortunately, she was touching lightly enough that she didn't cut herself, though she hissed under her breath and pulled back. What else might be here? She had no idea what the glass had once been, and with the fog so thick it was so hard to see...
The touch of strangely familiar cloth startled her. "Hey... these aren't... no, dude, they are." She gathered up a bundle of runic bandages; one of them was used, all their power gone, the edges soft and freying. The other one was still tied up tightly and still good, as far as she could tell. "This is Hunter gear... somebody dropped this." She glanced over at Leon, looking worried before she felt around again.
It was in vain, though - she found no more signs of Hunter life, only a strange vial of liquid that she carefully tucked away. She had no idea what it was, only that it wasn't of Hunter make. "Okay, well, we're a little better off than we were, right?" she said, trying to be optimistic. Never mind that there might be some poor b*****d - maybe even a friend of hers - who would be up a creek without a paddle... she was trying not to think too hard about that.
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: [x] Runic Bandages x 2 (one is personal Runic Weapon loadout) [x] Strange (Horseman) Vial x 1 RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 9:24 pm
It was a shame that the fog angel didn't last, Leon could only watch as it began to fill the void, white fog slowly swirling back into place as it blanketed the floor. But not without revealing its treasures as he pulled out his own finds to show Madison. "Nice!" Leon said. clipping it short and biting his tongue. He didn't want to ask why there were runic bandages here. it just seemed like a fortune and one that foreshadowed misfortune on the horizon.
He opened his palm to the female and poked at the three discs, adorned with a jack o lantern motif. "Looks like i found Halloween stuff." he stated glumly and shoved them in his pocket glumly. It was a nice haul, but they were worthless for hunters to use in a fight, other than bait to lure someone away. "i guess we are making progress." he said to Madison with a grin and hoisting himself off the floor. " We might make even more headway if we could get out of this room." brushing off the coat, he turned his peepers into the fog, searching for something to lead the way out.
But as the strange phenomenas continued, another one pulled at the life hunters mind. "Hey Mads, come here, feel the air around here." he called out, waving an arm at the girl from the fog and beckoned her closer. "is it me or does it feel warmer over here?" the air was still heavy with the white haze, but hotter, he could have sworn there was a degree of change in temperature in the area. it seemed promising as he continued to walk further into the warm air draft.
only to come across a little speck of light in the fog. Leon could feel his heart leaping at the sight and went into a full charge to the light, that quickly turned into a flame. a campfire in the middle of the grand hallway. a contained, sustainable fire in the hallway with no wood. still it didn't seemed strange to him.
that was until he fell backwards with a cry as a figure coated in flames struck him down. "Bloody hell! Mads, MADS!" he howled out, calling for backup as he swatted at the embers on his sleeve. " I think we lost our progress." he stated snarkily.
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Name: Leon Stone HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: 2 Medkits from the medic tent, 2 corrupted pumpkin pills, 1 pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
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Choice Made: Head towards the warm light.
Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 9:35 pm
"Halloween stuff?" Madison frowned. "Great, are they here too? We're still in that freaky house, right?" She was pretty sure they'd gone inside, but now she had the sense that their surroundings had opened up around them. She couldn't say what she was basing that on, but they hadn't hit any walls yet. She sighed. "Geez. This was supposed to be routine - it's never routine. You'd think I'd learn." Kouki murmured reassurance as she followed Leon, shuffling her feet a bit just in case there was something else on the ground.
At Leon's comment about the warm air, she narrowed her gaze, flicking one hand through the spot he indicated. "Maybe a little?" she allowed. As they continued, she could make out a bit of light, flickering a bit. A fire? Had someone built a fire, or-
"Leon!" she cried out, as something leapt out of the fog, between them and the light. The shape resolved itself into a figure - an armed figure, and based on how it lunged first at Leon, and then at Madison herself, it wasn't a Hunter. Madison did her best to deflect the attack, but it smashed through her guard and drove her back. "********/>"... yeah, I don't think so," she muttered, crouching next to Leon as the figure retreated, but she got the sense it was still out there, just waiting for them to get close again. "We better try something else..."
... was it just her, or could she hear the beginning of music?
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: [x] Runic Bandages x 2 (one is personal Runic Weapon loadout) [x] Strange (Horseman) Vial x 1 RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 10:11 am
Leon was too busy wallowing in guilt. He felt like th king of all bad ideas, not only getting himself in trouble but dragging Madison into it as well. the frown on his face said it all as he looked glumly at his partner. "Yeah, apparently head towards the light was just a bad, bad idea." he groaned and this time, staying still.
He already learned his lesson about running off. Yet the strange sound of a melody, a tune that flitted about in the fog had the life hunter perplexed, tilting his chin away from the sound. "What do you make of that?" he asked softly, leaving a palm on Madison's shoulder. He wasn't going to run off this time.
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Name: Leon Stone HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: 1 Medkit from the medic tent, 2 corrupted pumpkin pills, 1 pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 11:22 am
"It happens," Madison said, distantly; she didn't seem too put out by the ambush. The faint strains of music were getting stronger, and the fog was eddying around them both, erasing any sign of the distant light and its guardian. "I hear it too - either you're not crazy, or we both are." Given the fog, she'd assume both, but...
Kouki shifted restlessly in her mind, but remained silent.
The fog lurched, darker elements curling forward and taking the shape of silent carnival booths. Without warning, a landscape snapped into focus, its edges still hazed in fog, mist twining around their legs. The sound of distant music was unmistakable now, as was the sound of voices - clearly joyous, but too muffled to make out any individual words. "This is... it looks like the freaks' festival. But it can't be, right? It's... you're seeing this too, right? Crazy together?"
Madison reached up and wrapped her hand around Leon's, tugging forward slightly as she reached for a booth with her free hand. It seemed to be a game booth with balls stacked up, ready to be thrown at targets. The second her fingertips touched a ball, it puffed into vapor.
Stats:
Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: [x] Runic Bandages x 2 (one is personal Runic Weapon loadout) [x] Strange (Horseman) Vial x 1 RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 7:12 pm
"I kinda wish I didn't see it." Leon said awkwardly. sure the fog had in its grasp halloween creatures that seemed a lot less mentally stable, but he never had a care that it might be contaminating hunters. Not till now.
they were inside a house right? The life hunter could have sworn that fact was still in the back of his mind, where Nid was resting, but the scene in front, these stalls.... it looked like the experiments festival from before. "How can this be?" It was one thing to fool with the sense of sight, but to hear it, it sounded like it was real, the indistinct warbled chatter may have been off putting to him, but it sounded happy.
It sounded Real. that was until Madison put it to the test and grabbed at a booth's sphere. Poof, no more ball. and then afterwards, it returned... as if nothing ever happened. "I really hope headquarters has a psych ward." he said plainly to the girl by his side. the idea of losing one's sanity was starting to become more apparent.
the walk amongst the monochrome booths in the mist went by quietly, eerily quiet save for the sounds of merriment through a wall. muddled but present. yet not a soul was around save for the two of them. was there two? the life hunter had to question this as he pinched at the rose colored huntress next to him on the arm.
at least she felt real. "had to check, sorry." he quipped back with a boyish grin. and turned back to the road in front.The road itself was blocked with the first other figures to be seen. and his feet refused to budge to question the figures in the bath before them. Madison's safety came first, while his feet may not move, his mouth was ready to bark. "What the hell do you want from us?" the hunter roared and glared at the things in the path.
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Name: Leon Stone HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: 1 Medkit from the medic tent, 2 corrupted pumpkin pills, 1 pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 7:39 pm
"Ow!" Madison winced at the pinch, then looked grim - so the pain, at least, was real, and it hadn't made her wake up or the world shift. It was unchanging, in its own way, though the fog eddies did not cease. She tensed as the figures approached, hands going to the hilts of Kouki's blades even as Leon roared his challenge.
The fog rushed around her then, changing in earnest, scouring away the festival and leaving her... alone? Was she alone, or was Leon here with her? She couldn't tell anymore, though the faint sting left from his pinch was still there. The figures before her were shadowy and indistinct, and yet they had an air of such solidity, as if they were more real than anything else there, including Madison herself...
The one in the foreground spoke with authority. "What are you fighting for?" A weapon was in its hand, she realized - was it the same being who had struck them before? Madison's grip on Kouki's hilts tightened, but she did not draw the blades - the song was there, in her mind, gentle and soft and silencing every movement other than breath and speech. "Is it power? Is it for them?"
"I fight... for myself," she said, trying to meet the figure's gaze, though she had no idea where its eyes were, or even if it had them.
The figure moved, indicating the shadowy figures behind it. "Would you tear away those who are seeking another path, force them into a life they do not wish to be in?"
"What?" Madison scowled. Was he talking about the freaks? Israfel loomed large in her mind. "Of course not - I find those who want the life I offer, and I give them freedom! I make them useful! I save them!"
There was no indication that the figure had heard. "I am not an unreasonable person. All I ask for is an exchange, and return of the things you have taken from me. You make your own choices; the choice is always yours to make."
She blinked. "I never... I haven't..."
"You know very well what was taken. I would like it back."
"There was... there was nothing. I never took anything... anything I 'took' I either was given, or won with my own two hands. You're delusional. Leave me alone-"
"Stubborn, aren't we? No matter."
She saw the weapon go up, but fog boiled between them. Kouki hissed in her mind, but the blow never came... only whiteness, and a disconcerting echo in the depths of her mind.
Stats:
Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 15% Items: [x] Runic Bandages x 2 (one is personal Runic Weapon loadout) [x] Strange (Horseman) Vial x 1 RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 8:24 pm
Leon was sure Madison was still there next to him. In this kind of situation, it would be foolish to separate. He was sure of it, the fog that closed in, suffocating and thick robbed any reassurance of that thought. the feeling of isolation was heavy, but the figures that stood in the way still remained.
obscure and vague, the entire group looked like a mess of shapes, but the one figure that stood out was like a beacon, as if it was all about that one figure. the figure that looked like the one that attacked him before maliciously. It did nothing to ease his tension.
the voice that emanated was loud and clear, different from the garbled Charlie Brown adult sounds that was heard earlier. It demanded to be heard. "What are you fighting for?" it drawled, swinging its weapon back and forth, calmly, patiently. Leon could feel the shiver that ran down his back. balled up fists grew tighter. all chance at thinking was robbed but the gentle song from the mist, an enchanting melody that refused to go away. "is it for power, for them?" it hissed, menacingly. It demanded an answer. "I.... fight to survive." he reasoned, not trying to back away from the being.
The swinging of the weapon, the constant motion jarred to a stop. instantly, the life hunter could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat as it seemed to weight his statement, thump
thump
and began to move the weapon again, and with it, the being continued to talk. "Would you tear away those who are seeking another path, force them into a life they do not wish to be in?" it asked as the song began to swell again, soothing and distracting. "If you are asking about the enemy." the athlete stated in a sharp hiss. clenching his teeth. "I fight for self defense, if they choose by their own whim to join us, I have no qualms over it. But i will NOT stand still and let them walk over me." he continued boldly.
"I am not an unreasonable person." the figure from afar didn't seem to register what was said to him, ignored it or denied his words. "All I ask for is an exchange, and return of the things you have taken from me." You make your own choices; the choice is always yours to make." it said haughtily, as if it was showing mercy.
however the shock of of the statement left him feeling cold and dumbstruck. "What are you talking about, I took nothing. What do you mean?" he asked, checking his pockets for some creepy item that might have been the cause of the matter. "You have taken something from me. I would like it returned."
the only thing he could think of was the solid circular items he found earlier, throwing it to the floor in haste. "These, take them, i don't want it I don't know what you want." he barked back. the figure only smiled at him.
Knowingly. even if he had no clue why. It made no sense. so much of what was happening so far made no sense. Like where the hell Madison went to? "this can't be real, its like the soap opera thing before, its not real." he assured himself. "Its just a trick, its not real." he continued, he just had to close his eyes and breathe.
forget the sounds, the idle death threats, the figures in the mist. its was all an illusion, not real, never real. After a minute of closing himself off to the worlds he opened one bleary eye. the figures were gone. nothing but mist and silence.
Madison was back. He was safe. and losing his marbles from the looks of it.
Stats:
Name: Leon Stone HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: 1 Medkit from the medic tent, 2 corrupted pumpkin pills, 1 pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 8:27 pm
"Leon-" She stumbled forward, hesitating before touching him as if he might shock her, but after a moment her hand wrapped around one of his wrists, gripping tightly. "Did you... did you see them? The figures? The one with the weapon, talking some... some bullshit?" It was obvious that she'd been rattled. The fog twisted around them, hungrily.
Kouki hissed again, as if he could keep the fog away by sheer willpower alone. She smiled, thinly. "We're not out of the woods yet... ********, I can feel it, just waiting to pounce-"
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 90% Insanity Strength: 15% Items: [x] Runic Bandages x 2 (one is personal Runic Weapon loadout) [x] Strange (Horseman) Vial x 1 RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 8:36 pm
It was an innocent gesture from Madison, Leon knew that. the action still made the hunter go rigid, jaw tense and eyes wide and air that refused to exhale. it took a moment before the meathead boxer calmed down and lost the tension in his shoulders. "Yeah.... talking about theft and insinuating." he muttered softly. least that wasn't just in his mind.
was it? was it not?
Nothing made sense anymore and it made the hunter feel a twinge of pain his his head, rubbing his temples to ease the discomfort. "I wish i could just chop my way out of these proverbial woods and be done with it." he seethed and looked at the female by his side. "How troubles-
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Name: Leon Stone HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 10% Items: 1 Medkit from the medic tent, 2 corrupted pumpkin pills, 1 pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 8:55 pm
Leon's voice cut off as if someone had hit a switch; fog roared, and Madison lost all sense of the other Hunter's presence. "Leon? Leon!!" she shouted into the fog, feeling it eat her words as soon as they left her mouth-
And then her hands were warm.
With a sharp intake of breath, Madison realized there was someone before her, and she was touching them; hot blood (or was it ichor?) pulsed beneath her fingers. She could feel their life ebbing, even though she couldn't tell for the life of her who was laying before her - god it wasn't Leon, was it? Surely... no, surely not. He wouldn't be laid out like this. No.
Kouki?
The serpent-sword shrugged in her mind, at least metaphorically. We do not remember biting, but... we might have... His voices trailed off, sounding uncertain. Had she been the one to lay this creature low?
A shadow-beast. Perhaps it simply was shadow, and kin to that irritating jerk who'd said nothing but accusations. Far beyond saving, this one, not with that wound gaping under her fingers. Perhaps if she felt to the sides, she'd feel the edges of a sword slice, the mark of Kouki's bite. No, she couldn't heal this. And maybe she didn't have to.
"I don't know if I'm supposed to be sorry about this or not," she said, frankly, pulling her hands back; she felt the blood begin to run as soon as she stopped putting pressure on the wound. One hand went to her side, and she drew one of Kouki's blades.
I taste it, Kouki hummed, the runes along the blade glowing faintly, though not enough to illuminate the figure. Bite?
"Bite," she said, quietly, admiring the faint glow along the perfect edge of the blade before she brought the sword down, impaling the poor shadowy b*****d. The shadow jerked against the metal convulsively, and Kouki hissed in unexpected pleasure as his edge bit into what surely must have been flesh.
Slowly, though she could not say why, Madison withdrew her hand, leaving the figure pinned by the sword, passing through the body and all the way to the floor. Kouki's hissing was mesmerizing. Perhaps this was an enemy, of the most hated type - a Horseman, one she'd struck down. Perhaps the same one who had been such a b***h earlier. Perhaps Eris, the supreme Horsebitch. Wasn't that a lovely thought. Was it her imagination, or were there tints of red to the shadows now?
Or was it just blood?
When all movement ceased - it took a while - Kouki let out a satisfied sigh. She retrieved the blade; it came out clean and bright and the figure puffed into nothingness as soon as the metal was clear. We liked that. More? Kouki said.
Madison stood, and began to speak, but the fog tightened in her lungs and the world whited out again.
Stats:
Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 15% Items: [x] Runic Bandages x 2 (one is personal Runic Weapon loadout) [x] Strange (Horseman) Vial x 1 RP Blurb: 19 year old white girl with strawberry blonde hair, in a hunter-coat kimono, with four katana!
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The pleasant act of having a conversation, a simple means to keeping calm and rational, it all went to hell in an instant again. The only thing Leon could feel was the steady rush of congealed fluid seeping between his fingers. he was stunned, shocked by the sudden situation that happened. The fluid felt warm, and sticky and thick, thicker than water at the very least.
It did nothing to ease the panic rising in his throat, ready to scream bloody murder, and it was always possible that that was what this situation was about. "Hey hey, are you alright, are you conscious?" he asked, slapping at the barley visible body before him, its life was in his hands.
It was only then that he noticed that he wasn't sure who it was, friend nor foe. It wasn't clear as the life hunter went and rifled through the fallen figure, no identification, nothing other than the substantial gash along the side. its life essence was nondescript in color, the fog washed out until it was only dark. The whole scene was black and white. only one hand could be used in the search, the other if used would make the vitals flow faster, out onto the floor. His hand was the only thing slowing the figures death.
No matter how many times he tried to call at it, or figure out whom it was, it gave no reply. It didn't' even seem like it was Madison, that was the worse fear in his heart, glad it wasn't the kind girl dying like this.
Whatever it was, it was left here meant to die. that much was clear. the sharp wound didn't seem like one made from a chainsaw. Leon took solace in that. the benefits on having a doctor for a dad seemed apparent, knowing how to assess a patients wound, to see if it was life threatening, a skill that not many life trainees had. the motto for many was 'when in doubt, put a band aid over it.' and it kinda worked, and it kinda didn't or just prolonged further treatment.
This wound, after tracing it out to see how it was, it was clear. the stoic face of his gave it all away, it was fatal and only if there was a hospital nearby would this soul be saved. The other lesson from his father finally came to use. when one cannot be healed, let them go peacefully. A mercy killing, without suffering, without prolonging.
He hated it, hated it with a passion, hated pressing down on the shadow figures wound, using both hands to grab along its veiled collarbone. Nid would not eat this one, no one deserved to have their last sounds heard to be the maniacal roar of a chainsaw descending down on them. It meant relying on his next best weapon, his hands.
the figure kicked, it fought weakly with his hands around his throat and Leon's eyes were shut. The resistance began to fade and with it, the struggle to stay alive until it stayed still, unmoving and cold.
And Leon managed to chock back a sob and turned away from it. he was a fighter, a fighter and a murderer. It wasn't in self defense, nor survive. A life trainee that walked alongside that of death.
before the mist came back to blind him of sight, he had to wonder, was this what he stole that needed to be returned?
May god save his soul.
Stats:
Name: Leon Stone HP: 35/50 FEAR Strength: 110% Insanity Strength: 20% Items: 1 Medkit from the medic tent, 2 corrupted pumpkin pills, 1 pumpkin pill RP Blurb: Leon stands at 6' 2", dark brown hair and beard stubble and if a very fit and buff gentleman that likes to charge at things with a very loud, noisy and dangerous chainsaw etched with green runes.
