Fantasy Faereach City of Magicks (Now Accepting)

[loyalwolf]

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Vix looked puzzled, he took care of him and helped him and he can't even get an explanation to what happened. He sighs and said "this is my home and my work area. Welcome hope you enjoy your stay " he laugh right after that. He motioned to the bare room that only contained a bed a dress and a closet. There was no decoration in the bedroom and it seemed really small for someone. He turned back to hitsugya " do you want some water, or maybe something to eat. I could make something." he starts rambling feeling he was rude known offering something to his guest. " It's best if you stay here for a little bit and let me try to help you, with whatever happen back there" he said with a sad smile. He knew if he was given the right amount of time and trust he could help him the question is can he get hitsugya to accept his trust. @Veyd Sahvoz

 

[TeaMMatE11]

Reed playfully poked her cheek. "Ah but I wanted you to teach me. Free running sounds fun. Please?" He gave her puppy dog eyes.

"Okay, okay, fine. Just stop poking me." Taylor started to head for the door.

 

[Veyd Sahvoz]

Vix looked puzzled, he took care of him and helped him and he can't even get an explanation to what happened. He sighs and said "this is my home and my work area. Welcome hope you enjoy your stay " he laugh right after that. He motioned to the bare room that only contained a bed a dress and a closet. There was no decoration in the bedroom and it seemed really small for someone. He turned back to hitsugya " do you want some water, or maybe something to eat. I could make something." he starts rambling feeling he was rude known offering something to his guest. " It's best if you stay here for a little bit and let me try to help you, with whatever happen back there" he said with a sad smile. He knew if he was given the right amount of time and trust he could help him the question is can he get hitsugya to accept his trust. @Veyd Sahvoz

Hitsugya rubbed his temples and sighed "You know she'd probably be scolding me right now about taking it easy…I remember when I first met her" he said, chucking a bit and looking at his hands once more.


@loyalwolf

 

[Skaggon]

"Okay, okay, fine. Just stop poking me." Taylor started to head for the door.

Reed smiled and followed her. "So what's gonna be my super hero name?"

 

[Sluggodile]

Nyr gazed around with wide eyes. The place sure was beautiful. Nothing like home, but beautiful none the less. She sat down, cross-legged, on the grass and rested her hands on the ground on either side of her. Closing her eyes, Nyr tilted her head to the sky and muttered a few words in an ancient language before her eyes suddenly flew open, glowing a bright green and a different aura seemed to over-come her, making her shimmer a little.
She lowered her head, staring straight ahead as if someone else had over-taken her completely. When she spoke, her tone was monotonous and soft in tone, shuffling through a few different languages before landing on the common tongue.


"I am in pain. Deep, deep pain. It was not one of my children that did this to me. The energy that I have absorbed...its source has taken to the skies where my brother might better sense it. Wings and teeth and claws and heat just may lead you to the answer you seek. I am in so much pain. The last thing I can provide you with is-" Before Nyr could finish her sentence, she cried out and ripped herself from the ground, her eyes flashing back to normal. She was considerably pale, trembling like a leaf in the wind. She shook her head quickly, curling in on herself as blood started to trickle from the corner of her lips and her nose.


"Terrible...terrible terrible being! Unnatural! UNCLEAN!" Her body arched back, and she spasmed once more before collapsing to the ground on her side, eyes shut and blood pooling under her. She was breathing, but the sound was ragged and wet, as if she were breathing around a puddle of water. Whatever she had connected to had suddenly been ripped from her, and the sudden change did some considerable damage.

~Aquios~

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Aquios listened to the man patiently before nodding. He was about to worm his way into his pocket before he jolted, a bright light flashing through him once. He screeched in pain, dissipating into hundred of little blobs before slowly pulling himself back together. Once he was whole, he started bubbling worriedly and warbling sadly.


"Nyr...Nyr? Nyr?!"


His frantic voice grew in volume, and his frail form convulsed and changed shape. He trembled, scrambling back up into Falcon's lap and pressing against him.


"Something dark has touched my master and something is very very wrong. Sadly, there is nothing I can do, for not even my power can reach the corruption. Please say you'll take care of me until my master awakens? I am very frightened, and I do not want to leave your side."


He nestled into him once more as if to prove his point, fitting himself into the strangers pocket and warbling sadly as he layed there, trembling visibly and making little noises of pain every once in a while. He truly did not want to be alone, and this stranger was the only person that he knew in this strange world that he felt comfortable being with while his own master recovered. He was terrified, as he had not felt this type of disturbance before, but he just hoped that Nyr was in good hands. He was worried.

Ferra and Torr



Ferra quirked a brow at Oscar as he introduced himself and asked if she was sure she wanted to get involved with him. Sure, she'd threatened him, but only after he'd threatened her first and it was simply a threat. It wasn't like she randomly murdered people for funsies, well..not anymore at-least. Besides, all she'd done was saved them both from excruciating pain and possible death, she wasn't exactly getting involved so much as paying him back for what she did. Then again, she'd probably of done it anyway.


"Nice ta' meetcha' Oscar." She told him happily, looking down and waiting for the dust to clear from the massive Torr sized crater. "And don't read too much into this. I saved you because I'd feel bad if you got hurt after what I did, I mean I coulda probably survived it fine, but you're a human. Humans are squishy, unless you're not a human?" She asked, shrugging. Regardless, she flew over to a building and landed on it, setting Oscar neatly down on his feet before doing so. She knew Torr was fine, simply injured, and that he'd heal soon but he most likely wouldn't be able to fight for a while.


Torr on the otherhand actually wasn't unconcious, he simply wasn't moving as he was barely maintaining said conciousness. He didn't move when El Rudioso pinned him, nor cared, nor even knew what was going on. He simply stayed still and allowed his ribs to heal and his various internal organs to move back to their proper places. That was, of course, until he felt himself being lifted from the ground. Maybe it was Ferra, El Rudioso didn't seem strong enough to lift the 300 plus pound giant that was Torr. Other than Ferra he couldn't immediately figure out who it was.


Eventually he felt himself be placed down again as well as pressure being applied to his chest, it felt nice, and he could feel his ribs healing quicker. Slowly, he fully regained conciousness, blinked, and finally looked up at Frillz. He was surprised but it was quite clear it was his funky plant friend that had helped him. He didn't move yet though, making sure his ribs were fully healed, but his breathing regained normal levels of well..breathing. "Thank you Frillz." He told him, smiling slightly underneath his sack.

||Crystal Pond > Abandoned Building > Skyscraper - Faereach City||




Melchio
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Melchio leapt to his feet, eyes wide, as Nyr collapsed. By the time he whipped out his phone, Mykky was already beside her, trying t shake her awake. Tapping in the number he'd learned about from a couple of humans who'd asked him to call an ambulance, he called out to them, telling them where they were, and what they were supposed to do until the ambulance got there. He nodded, glancing back every now and again at Nyr's unconscious body and Mykky trying various plants to wake her up- mushroom spores, flower pollen, among other things. None worked. He nodded, and hung up.


"Hey, Nyr, wake up! C'mon, it can't be tha-" He stopped, as iron filled his nose. He recognized that scent all too well. Blood. Glancing at his feet, he noticed the blood pool in the grass. It made him queasy to look at it, as too many bad memories were attributed with it, but he swallowed his vomit, and made his way to Mykky. He whispered in her ear what to do in order to keep Nyr alright- CPR, to make sure she kept breathing, along with monitoring her heartbeats to make sure they were regular.


"Well... what the hell are you going to do?! Can't you heal her? You're part Angel, right?" He shook his head, sadly.


"That's not how it works! If I were born a priest or priestess's son or daughter while also being the child of an Angel, then I'd be able to heal her in a jiff. Its all about whom you were born from. I was the son of a common warrior in my past life, so I am built to be a warrior. Anyway, I happen to know someone who might be able to help... if I can find that kitsune..." He bit his lip, but resigned himself to flying off. "Take care of her the best you can! I need to find Vix!"


So, he took off, flying as fast as he could, topping off somewhere around nearly a hundred miles per hour, face catching the wind. Swooping between buildings, he failed to find Vix on the ground, and, in fact, found he couldn't see him anywhere. Growling, he continued to swoop around the city, figuring he'd be in one of the apartment complexes, but with so many around, he'd be in trouble trying to find the kitsune. It'd be like finding a needle in a haystack.


"VIX! Yo, can you hear me buddy?!" He called, swooping between the many complexes, sure that Vix wouldn't in fact be able to hear him, especially inside, but who knows? Kitsune probably have great hearing.


Probably. @loyalwolf

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~Frillz! Yeah!~



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The plant monster grinned, again his mouth stretching back to his neck, nodding as Torr thanked him. He patted him on the arm, nodding, before something caught him in the head. An empty soda can. It was then he remembered he'd interrupted their fight, and now the crowd was none too pleased with him. He grinned, sheepishly, trying to make them stop by waving his hands like he was trying to apologize, of course this was to no avail. Eventually, he just let them throw their things- it wasn't like it hurt, it was just embarrassing to be the center of attention. Every now and again, his frog-like tongue would snap out of his mouth to catch a tasty morsel of food- tomatoes, coffee cups, the like- but otherwise, he simply sat by Torr, as if guarding him while he healed.

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Falcon
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Falcon, for lack of a better term, was surprised. By what. Hard to explain, to really... pinpoint a definitive answer there. Was it the fact Aquios exploded like a flashbang? Or, was it that he reformed, then started screaming like a woman being tortured to death, not unlike his last victim? Or, that he looked to him for comfort? Knowing himself, it was probably all three.


"Dark... you say..." He felt a twinge of recognition at that. He knew many beings that would be described as... "dark" that he knew would love to take Nyr's power and make it their own- hell, he hadn't even met the woman yet he knew she was a force to be reckoned with. Good news for him, Baelgrad- to his knowledge- didn't know of Nyr's powers or that she even existed, so he figured he'd rule him out. Plus, his own father wasn't known for entering anybody's mind but his own, so he doubted that it was him. Perhaps it had to do with the evil presence he sensed from above the city- in the lands known as the Emerald Enclave. He'd always wanted to visit, but never trusted teleportation, since he and magic didn't mix, and he had no idea if it used magic or technology.


"Fine then, Bubble. You can stay. When you feel it is safe, no matter the time of day, I'll return you to Nyr." He had business to do. He couldn't expect this thing to happily help him go around murdering and subduing people, and he didn't want it to, either. He wouldn't involve any but himself in his dark practices- in himself either. He made his way to the top floor, and was met with a steel door which he kicked open with ease. From there, light poured into the building, for only a minute however, for in seconds he was out in the sun, shirtless chest absorbing the sun's light greedily as his muscles warmed and were filled, slowly, with an incredible energy. He sighed, and flopped down on his back, letting the sun heat him like a stone.


He heard the explosion caused by Ruidoso and Torr, but couldn't be bothered with that. It wasn't his business unless there were dead bodies, and while he could go for some more to eat, he wasn't particularly hungry at the moment, so he simply ignored it altogether.


That's when his senses told him to open his eyes, but stay still, so he did. And his body went stiff as a board as a familiar set of jade wings swooped over his head, supposedly oblivious to his presence. His body started to shake, and his eyes expressed his panic.


"No... no no no nonononononononononononono..." He whispered, not bothering to move his head. From all the years he spent in hell, burning and in agony, he'd learned to fear one presence above all others- above his father's, above Baelgrads, above anythings: Melchio's. He'd memorized every physical and metaphysical trait possible to describe the Seraph and could recognize his brother from a mile away.


So how the hell couldn't he have known his brother was in the city?! How couldn't he smell, hear, or sense his presence? Was he hiding his presence? Did he know he was here?


"...calm down." He ordered himself. It was one of many orders he failed to comply to, as his heart- what remained of it- pounded a million miles an hour, making his stiff body want to spring to life and go on a killing spree to calm himself. The way his heart was pounding, he'd need to. Hearing the blaring of an ambulance, he figured he could find some bodies there, and leapt to his feet, eyes bright and fearful, flashing back and forth in time with the heaving of his chest as his breath became labored and hoarse. Unable to hold himself still any longer, he sprinted full power, blasting off his left foot so hard he left a sizable crack in the roof of his temporary home, he leapt from roof-top to roof-top, golden hair flying in the wind, tail flapping behind him. He needed the calming sensation of blood on his hands! He needed the succulent taste of human in his mouth! He needed to kill! Anything to disguise this nauseating fear in him!

 

[loyalwolf]

[QUOTE="Veyd Sahvoz]Hitsugya rubbed his temples and sighed "You know she'd probably be scolding me right now about taking it easy…I remember when I first met her" he said, chucking a bit and looking at his hands once more.
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[EviSaurus]

Nyr was...dreaming, for a lack of a better term. She was on an island, but this island was not surrounded by water. This island was surrounded by...clouds. It was strange, to the young shaman, that an island could be in the sky like this. There was a scaled beast flying over head, and it emitted the same, cold, energy that she had felt before she collapsed. It was a strange place, and shed try to ask Melchio about it if- when. When she woke up. She was still alive, her life essence clinging to her body with all it had. Something dark had touched her.


Looking around again, Nyr decided to follow the creature. Her path led her to a castle, and it was just as bad as the dragon. She shuddered, groaning a little as she started to fade from the vision. Something was pushing her out, and soon all she saw was blackness.

~Aquios~

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Aquios had been a little spooked when he sensed Falcon start to panic a bit. He warbled, nudging against him the best he could from inside his pocket. He wanted him to calm down, since his panic was being absorbed into Aquios.


"Falcon? Falcon please calm down- FALCON!!" He cried out, the panic overwhelming him and he whimpered, trying to press his panic down enough that he could calm Falcon down.


"Not you too. Nyr is already fighting her own battle I can't handle this stress." The poor thing almost sounded like he was crying, and he trembled harder. He was catching glimpses of Nyr's dream, and he did not like the sight of it. Poking his head out of Falcons pocket, he glanced around, trying to figure out where they were headed. He saw an ambulance, and figured that Falcon was heading towards the accident in hopes of fresh kill, so to speak.


The ride was dizzying him a bit but he was getting used to it steadily. He had a bad feeling that the ambulance was going towards Nyr, and he just hoped and prayed that he was wrong for once. He didn't want to be right, God he did not want to be right. Mostly, he didn't want falcon to mistake his master for food since he didn't think he'd listen to him in his blood lust.

 

[CallSign]

"Yeah, humans are squishy. Doesn't mean a bit of rubble and dragon guts is gonna stop the beating of my wondrous heart." Oscar shrugged off the question, walking to the edge of the building and looking down at the remnants of the fight. Sharp as his eyes were, they were just a bit too far away to pick out any defining details amidst the aforementioned dragon guts and rubble.


With a sigh, he turned back to Ferra. "So, who do you think won the fight? I can't really tell from here, though I want to root for El Ruidoso still.


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[Veyd Sahvoz]

Vix looked at him and sigh " whoever she is I would have to agree with her. Look you're going to heal psychically but the mental damage is going to require more time for me to heal and a lot of research on my part." all of sudden his instincts told him something was wrong. He looks at hitsugya and said I will be right back something wrong. He looked out of his window his instincts told him to go outside and check to see if something was wrong. He jumped out of his window and then jump on the roof. He waits to see if maybe he was just being paranoid, but then he saw Melchio. He yelled out, " he handsome need something, " he said with a grin.
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Hitsugya seeled back into his normal, plain face and got up off of the bed. He thought about taking a sip of the vodka but just walked past it, memories of his time with Willow passed through his mind. She seemed so peaceful and kind and here he was, picking fights and allowing himself to be influenced by something he tried to supress. He didn't know what to feel. Lonely. Sad. Shameful.


Looking outside, Hitsu played around with a ball of dark blue flame and waited.


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[The Elder]

As Hitsugya was looking outside he sees a crimson light coming from off the roof of a nearby building.


Coming from the light steps out Crimson and his pet wolf Zedd. Crimson breathes in the fresh rage of the city. Ahh ain't nothing better then fresh rage. He says while looking slightly into the air, and having Zedd howl at the moon lite night. @Anyone

 

[loyalwolf]

Ikari walked into the city and looked around the place with an evil smirk on his face. " So this is where baby brother calls home, it's going to be fun destroying it. From what I heard he lives in this dump, " he said, looking at the vix apartment area. He smiled and walked through the front of the complex. He walked up to the front door kicked it open. "Baby brother anyone home!" he said with a cackle. He looked around the place and thought his brother was a worthless excuse for a kitsune if he lived in a place like this. “ You sorry excuse for a kitsune where are you.” @Veyd Sahvoz

 

[Dunkenstein]

Faereach State Building - Ruined Plaza Crater Slash Impromptu Dragon Grave

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"I DON'T BUHLIEVE IT! TORR HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED BY A GIANT PLANT MONSTER!"


"Now that's a disqualification by outside interference, isn't it? Who's the winner here, then?"


"I HAVEN'T SEEN STUFF LIKE THIS SINCE BACK IN THE AMAZON LEAGUES!"


"I think the winner is... El Ruidoso! El Ruidoso has retained his championship belt!"


The count did not finish, the sudden appearance of the plant from hell taking absolutely everybody by surprise. The Crowd went silent as El Ruidoso flew through the air and landed in a crumpled heap with a thud, a whack, and an "Ay dios mio..." The silence was palpable, deafening, and so thick you could take a knife and fork to it and call it a scotch fillet steak. A pin drop could be heard.


Then the noise resumed with force. The Crowd burst into cheers, loving the DRAMAH, the TENSION, the EXCITEMENT of the unexpected! They were getting a show! And El Ruidoso was happy to oblige! He dramatically propped himself up on his knees, then on to one leg, breathing heavily. He had fought his hard earned win! And The Crowd recognized this! Mister Stripey Shirt Man bolted over and lifted El Ruidoso to his feet, brushing off the dust and, with dramatic aplomb, pulled El Ruidoso de Marad's hand into the air.


From somewhere out of nowhere, a female voice out-volumed the crowd and made the fateful announcement. "By disqualifiaction, the winner is, EL RUIDOSO, DE, MARAAAAAAAAAAAAD!" The bell rang three times.



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If The Crowd could possibly get any louder, it did. Crowds love a victor. The cries of ¡MUCHA LUCHA! ¡MUCHALUCHA! ripped through the plaza, ignoring all the wanton destruction, basking in the glory of their victor.


But El Ruidoso de Marad was troubled! While his companeros were raptuous and raucous, he was quiet, his eyes scanning the floor with absent-minded semi-awareness. It had not been a fair win! A disqualification was no true victory! The true victor gets the three count, and then aids their opponent to their feet as true honour dictates! But it was not to be. And where was Torr? Why was he not coming to enjoy the crowd's celebrations? After all, that was a true part of the glory of manly wrestling!


He removed the rod with the funny bit at the end and spoke into it. Again, the rod did nothing, but El Ruidoso was far from quiet.


"Mine muchachos!" he called, the raucous revelry receding as the lucha began his address. "Truly this was a stunning victory! But we must not forget the MIGHTY strength of Torr, the Terrible Tower!" More cheers came out, those hidden supporters of Torr that had kept their mouths shut during the celebration. "It displeases me that there was outside intervention, as there is nothing more honourable to the arts of lucha than a fair fight! But a victory is a victory, and I could not have done it without the FIREY PASSION of YOU! MINE COMPANEROS! YOU HAVE MADE THIS VICTORY TODAY!!"


The applause and cheering was deafening. The number of female undergarmets being thrown on to the impromptu stage was thoroughly scandalizing. It was truly a good day to be a manly wrestler!

 

[Sluggodile]

Vix looked at him and sigh " whoever she is I would have to agree with her. Look you're going to heal psychically but the mental damage is going to require more time for me to heal and a lot of research on my part." all of sudden his instincts told him something was wrong. He looks at hitsugya and said I will be right back something wrong. He looked out of his window his instincts told him to go outside and check to see if something was wrong. He jumped out of his window and then jump on the roof. He waits to see if maybe he was just being paranoid, but then he saw Melchio. He yelled out, " he handsome need something, " he said with a grin.
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Nyr was...dreaming, for a lack of a better term. She was on an island, but this island was not surrounded by water. This island was surrounded by...clouds. It was strange, to the young shaman, that an island could be in the sky like this. There was a scaled beast flying over head, and it emitted the same, cold, energy that she had felt before she collapsed. It was a strange place, and shed try to ask Melchio about it if- when. When she woke up. She was still alive, her life essence clinging to her body with all it had. Something dark had touched her.
Looking around again, Nyr decided to follow the creature. Her path led her to a castle, and it was just as bad as the dragon. She shuddered, groaning a little as she started to fade from the vision. Something was pushing her out, and soon all she saw was blackness.

~Aquios~

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Aquios had been a little spooked when he sensed Falcon start to panic a bit. He warbled, nudging against him the best he could from inside his pocket. He wanted him to calm down, since his panic was being absorbed into Aquios.


"Falcon? Falcon please calm down- FALCON!!" He cried out, the panic overwhelming him and he whimpered, trying to press his panic down enough that he could calm Falcon down.


"Not you too. Nyr is already fighting her own battle I can't handle this stress." The poor thing almost sounded like he was crying, and he trembled harder. He was catching glimpses of Nyr's dream, and he did not like the sight of it. Poking his head out of Falcons pocket, he glanced around, trying to figure out where they were headed. He saw an ambulance, and figured that Falcon was heading towards the accident in hopes of fresh kill, so to speak.


The ride was dizzying him a bit but he was getting used to it steadily. He had a bad feeling that the ambulance was going towards Nyr, and he just hoped and prayed that he was wrong for once. He didn't want to be right, God he did not want to be right. Mostly, he didn't want falcon to mistake his master for food since he didn't think he'd listen to him in his blood lust.

||Vix's Apartment > Crystal Pond - Faereach City||




Melchio
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"Normally I'd say a night to impress you, but considering one of my friends is kind of dying right about now, I think now's not the time for joking." He called, before letting himself drop onto Vix's apartment building, causing a sizable crack in the roofing. "Look, I need your healing power again. My friend, Nyr, she tried something not too long ago, and now she's bleeding out at Crystal Pond!" He whispered, frantically, using his hands to speak as if he were talking to a deaf person. His jade eyes flashed, paranoid that she might be dead as he spoke. "Listen, man, I dunno if you work based on a 'you owe me now' kind of business, but if you help me, I'll owe you twofold, 'aight? Just, use your magic to heal her big stuff, okay? Mykky'd hate me if she died and I don't want her blood on my hands." He looked to Vix with pleading eyes, in desperate need of his help.


In the back of his mind, he felt the humming sensation of battle. He could feel that, some part of him wanted to kill. Something he despised was close. He didn't know what, but it put him on edge, and more importantly, it excited him. He was half-tempted to explore it, but the other, more reasonable half of him told him to help Nyr first, kill whatever's triggering him second.

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Falcon
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A considerable thud could be heard down the street as Falcon crashed into the road, his powerful legs shattering it, but thankfully breaking his fall. Instantly, he whipped to his feet, pounding after the ambulance with a feral speed, gaining on it by the second. The driver on the left saw the charging man, and being greatly alarmed, stepped on the gas, hoping to outspeed him. He eventually reached fifty miles per hour, and found that the man was still gaining on him. Then... he was gone. Then he was there again, signaled by a thud on the roof. He didn't even have a second to recuperate before a hand grabbed his head by the chin, and ripped said head off with enough force to remove a tire's car without any manipulation to it before hand. His passenger cried out in horror, before the same became of him.


Falcon sat on the roof, chewing fondly on the driver and passenger's heads, biting into their necks, and slurping up their succulent blood and spinal liquid. He drained them like one'd drain a watermelon. Though the head was always a little bony to him, he always enjoyed scarfing down their faces, which is what he moved on to next. By the time the ambulance crashed, sending him careening into the forests of Crystal Pond, he'd finished both their heads, leaving their cracked, empty skulls to burn with their bodies in the crashed ambulance. From their, he followed the scent of blood, not quite satisfied with a pair of heads as his mid-afternoon human snack.


He dashed through the park, every now-and-again taking down a young man or woman, breaking or slitting their necks, and eating them in a matter of minutes, leaving little behind but a stripped skeleton, his panic subduing with each kill. By the time he reached the hill, and thus Nyr and Mykky, he's killed and eaten five people, and while his nerves were still a bundle of energy, much of his initial panic was gone, and he could finally think semi-clearly. He cleared the hill in moments, and before Mykky could register what was going on, she was flung like a ragdoll into the pond, and Falcon unknowingly stood over the collapsed form of Nyr. Her blood pooled into the grass around her and set him off. Licking his lips, he lifted her up by the neck, feeling a pulse underneath her almond skin, and began to squeeze. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze the life out of her. He could feel himself drool. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into her... drain her.


Squeeze.


Squeeze.


Squeeze.

 

[CHIMNY]

Varkov and Spark left the paragon square after the crowd cheered. They were simply roaming the city when Spark let out a small yawn followed by a whimper.


"Your hungry? Lets go back home and get something to eat."


Spark cheered as he got on Varkovs back. They flew back to the englave, there was a particular island they go to a lot. It had small creatures which Spark would eat. When they landed, Spark jumped off and leaped at the closest crawler he could find, it was a bipedal featherless bird. Spark grabbed it by the neck while releasing the fire, instantly killing the bird. Varkov waited for Spark to finish before going back to the cave.


He then realized something, the only reason he needed money was to make weapons, yet he has a century worth of lava which can be converted to obsidian, not to mention the rare metals in the cave.


Varkov began right away, he grabbed a hand full of lava and molded it into a hammer head, He then threw it in the water for it to cool, the strange thing about the water is that it can somehow not vaporize around the lava so quickly.


The two then jumped in the lava pool and stayed there for a while.

 

[EviSaurus]

Nyr felt pain shoot through her limbs, but she could do nothing to stop the sensation. She was going to die, and she could feel it. Somehow, she accepted this fact. Her eyes cracked open, and her skin started to turn feverish. She was intrigued by what she saw, and a slight smile curled her lips.


"Take care...of...Aquios." She gasped, coughing up blood and jerking a little. The pain raced through her limbs again, and she went slack. She was not dead, but she was on the edge of dying. She sensed that her familiar was near, but she didn't know where. She faded back into the darkness, settling in to the warmth that was beckoning to her like a fire beckons to a cold cat.

~Aquios~

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Aquios was fine with the ambulance. And then the people in parks. But when he got to Nyr, when he started squeezing the life out of her, he suddenly flared to life. He scrambled out of Falcon's pocket and up onto his arm, hissing deadly.


"STOP! This is Nyr, this is my master, this is my life! Save her- help her! Quit killing her!" Aquios bubbled and sounded like he was on the verge of tears if he could cry. He scooted towards Nyr, whimpering and speaking a language that was not common in this area. He was speaking to her rapidly, trying to bring some sense into her so that she might bring a fighting chance. He just hoped that Falcon would listen to him. If not, he'd have to resort to drastic measures and he was not prepared to do that yet.

 

[Colt556]

He was thankful he was at the front of the crowd otherwise their absolute madness probably would have seen him thrown to the ground and trampled underfoot. He still wasn't entirely sure what was going on but he could piece together that there had been some kind of match between the luchadore and the mutant gorilla. It was more than a little upsetting that he had missed the spectacle, judging by the crowd it had been an amazing fight. With a sigh of defeat he looked around for something new to catch his interest. The fact that this strange city seemed to hold large scale, destructive fighting matches in the middle of the street did fill him with a bit of hope.

 

[loyalwolf]

||Vix's Apartment > Crystal Pond - Faereach City||




Melchio
​

"Normally I'd say a night to impress you, but considering one of my friends is kind of dying right about now, I think now's not the time for joking." He called, before letting himself drop onto Vix's apartment building, causing a sizable crack in the roofing. "Look, I need your healing power again. My friend, Nyr, she tried something not too long ago, and now she's bleeding out at Crystal Pond!" He whispered, frantically, using his hands to speak as if he were talking to a deaf person. His jade eyes flashed, paranoid that she might be dead as he spoke. "Listen, man, I dunno if you work based on a 'you owe me now' kind of business, but if you help me, I'll owe you twofold, 'aight? Just, use your magic to heal her big stuff, okay? Mykky'd hate me if she died and I don't want her blood on my hands." He looked to Vix with pleading eyes, in desperate need of his help.


In the back of his mind, he felt the humming sensation of battle. He could feel that, some part of him wanted to kill. Something he despised was close. He didn't know what, but it put him on edge, and more importantly, it excited him. He was half-tempted to explore it, but the other, more reasonable half of him told him to help Nyr first, kill whatever's triggering him second.

>- - - - -<




Falcon
​

A considerable thud could be heard down the street as Falcon crashed into the road, his powerful legs shattering it, but thankfully breaking his fall. Instantly, he whipped to his feet, pounding after the ambulance with a feral speed, gaining on it by the second. The driver on the left saw the charging man, and being greatly alarmed, stepped on the gas, hoping to outspeed him. He eventually reached fifty miles per hour, and found that the man was still gaining on him. Then... he was gone. Then he was there again, signaled by a thud on the roof. He didn't even have a second to recuperate before a hand grabbed his head by the chin, and ripped said head off with enough force to remove a tire's car without any manipulation to it before hand. His passenger cried out in horror, before the same became of him.


Falcon sat on the roof, chewing fondly on the driver and passenger's heads, biting into their necks, and slurping up their succulent blood and spinal liquid. He drained them like one'd drain a watermelon. Though the head was always a little bony to him, he always enjoyed scarfing down their faces, which is what he moved on to next. By the time the ambulance crashed, sending him careening into the forests of Crystal Pond, he'd finished both their heads, leaving their cracked, empty skulls to burn with their bodies in the crashed ambulance. From their, he followed the scent of blood, not quite satisfied with a pair of heads as his mid-afternoon human snack.


He dashed through the park, every now-and-again taking down a young man or woman, breaking or slitting their necks, and eating them in a matter of minutes, leaving little behind but a stripped skeleton, his panic subduing with each kill. By the time he reached the hill, and thus Nyr and Mykky, he's killed and eaten five people, and while his nerves were still a bundle of energy, much of his initial panic was gone, and he could finally think semi-clearly. He cleared the hill in moments, and before Mykky could register what was going on, she was flung like a ragdoll into the pond, and Falcon unknowingly stood over the collapsed form of Nyr. Her blood pooled into the grass around her and set him off. Licking his lips, he lifted her up by the neck, feeling a pulse underneath her almond skin, and began to squeeze. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze the life out of her. He could feel himself drool. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into her... drain her.


Squeeze.


Squeeze.


Squeeze.

vix knew he had to stay clam considering the guy in front of him was freaking out." ill try my best to help her. depending on the injury she has it might take some time but i should be able to heal her. i dont know i can reach her in time though, unlike you i cant fly." he said with a from. in his head he start to think of all the healing spells he knew. he nodded at melchio and said "take me to her and we can talk partment after i heal her understand and i need to knew what exactly happened" he said in the most neutral voice he had. he was as brief as he could be because he knew they might not have much time, he just hoped Hitsugya took care of his apartment and himself while he was gone.


@Halohbottech @Veyd Sahvoz

 

[TeaMMatE11]

Reed smiled and followed her. "So what's gonna be my super hero name?"

"I don't know. Whatever you want to call yourself." Taylor replied, as she hoooed onto a building.

 

[Sluggodile]

Nyr felt pain shoot through her limbs, but she could do nothing to stop the sensation. She was going to die, and she could feel it. Somehow, she accepted this fact. Her eyes cracked open, and her skin started to turn feverish. She was intrigued by what she saw, and a slight smile curled her lips.
"Take care...of...Aquios." She gasped, coughing up blood and jerking a little. The pain raced through her limbs again, and she went slack. She was not dead, but she was on the edge of dying. She sensed that her familiar was near, but she didn't know where. She faded back into the darkness, settling in to the warmth that was beckoning to her like a fire beckons to a cold cat.

~Aquios~

​

Aquios was fine with the ambulance. And then the people in parks. But when he got to Nyr, when he started squeezing the life out of her, he suddenly flared to life. He scrambled out of Falcon's pocket and up onto his arm, hissing deadly.


"STOP! This is Nyr, this is my master, this is my life! Save her- help her! Quit killing her!" Aquios bubbled and sounded like he was on the verge of tears if he could cry. He scooted towards Nyr, whimpering and speaking a language that was not common in this area. He was speaking to her rapidly, trying to bring some sense into her so that she might bring a fighting chance. He just hoped that Falcon would listen to him. If not, he'd have to resort to drastic measures and he was not prepared to do that yet.

vix knew he had to stay clam considering the guy in front of him was freaking out." ill try my best to help her. depending on the injury she has it might take some time but i should be able to heal her. i dont know i can reach her in time though, unlike you i cant fly." he said with a from. in his head he start to think of all the healing spells he knew. he nodded at melchio and said "take me to her and we can talk partment after i heal her understand and i need to knew what exactly happened" he said in the most neutral voice he had. he was as brief as he could be because he knew they might not have much time, he just hoped Hitsugya took care of his apartment and himself while he was gone.
@Halohbottech @Veyd Sahvoz

||Crystal Pond > Vix's Apartment - Faereach City||




Falcon
​

"Aquios..." He hissed, cocking an eyebrow, his bloodstained teeth forming a wide frown. "Who the hell is Aquios?" He grumbled, before preparing to snap her neck. That was, before a small, frail voice tugged at his subconscious. Knowing that could only be one person, he let his mind open, and a serene calm settled over him doing so, as he could only hear his superego when he was calm. It didn't last for long, however, as he soon found his mind being assaulted by Aquios's harsh cries for him to let go of Nyr.


"Nyr? Who-" Then it clicked. The woman who told him to take care of Aquios. The woman from another world. The woman with a familiar powerful enough to destroy whole mountain ranges. This almond skinned broad was her?! Falcon cried out, dropping her like a scalding hot plate, his eyes wide in surprise. No wonder the blob was so frantic. He'd nearly choked out his master. Kneeling beside her and Aquios, he felt her neck. Thankfully, he hadn't killed her yet- made breathing a bitch for her? Totally. He'd nearly collapsed her windpipe. Growling, he knew he couldn't preform CPR on her, without the possibility of poisoning her, which meant that the only way to get her to breathe again was to massage her throat muscles as to hopefully relax them, and eventually heal them.


"Tch! Bubble- or, should I call you Aquios- you and your damn master are a real pain in the snake ass, you know that?" He huffed, tossing Nyr over his shoulder like she weighed nothing- to the Humasilisk, she really didn't. Carefully placing the familiar in his pocket, he turned to go. "Now, c'mon you two. Let's get back ho-" He was cut off by a loud snapping sound, and the feeling of his skin melting. Looking down, he found a hole roughly the size of a bottlecap through his chest, right through his lung. He blinked once, twice, thrice, before glancing behind him at the perpetrator- Mykky, the one he'd flung into the pond. He stumbled, but stayed on his feet, a flare of pain erupting from his burst lung and bleeding chest. A harsh cough cause a spurt of black blood to erupt from his chest and mouth.


"Fuck!" He roared, stumbling to his feet, as another snap was heard. Another hole appeared in his chest, this time through his stomach. His scream echoed across the city, as these blasts of sunlight, created by a flower by Mykky's side, who was using magic to blast sunlight like a laser through him, hurt like he stuck a burning hot rod of metal through himself, as all magic attacks did on him. If he could still cry, tears of pain'd streak down him, but he'd relinquished that feeling long ago. Instead, he simply pounded his tail on the ground, launching himself like a rocket over the trees and back to the road, but not before he felt a sting in his lower thigh. He'd been grazed by one of those beams, he bet, but thankfully it hadn't put a hole through him like the other two. The instant he hit the road, he was off, peeling down the road faster than any car in the city.

=- - - - -=




Melchio
​

Sighing, relieved, he pulled Vix into a grateful hug. He'd tell him what happened on the way, and instead of warning him about the flight, simply took off as they were hugging, his wings blasting off the roof, scattering bits of rock that'd been knocked loose by Melchio's hard landing.


"Okay, so listen, we were headed to Crystal Pond because Nyr said she had this shaman power that'd let her speak with the Earth Mother- whoever the heck that is- and see who was behind these attacks on the city- you know the ones. Fire. Lightning. Black figurines." He knew that Vix knew. He was just so frantic from the fact his friend was nearly dead that he found it impossible to focus completely. Soaring high into the sky, it took him a moment to spot the park, and the burning, crashed ambulance. "Damn! Those humans crashed! They're probably dead, instead of helping Nyr... Anyways-" He began a steep dive towards the park and where Mykky and Nyr supposedly were. "-for some reason or another, she convulsed like she was having a seizure, or something, and afterwards, she spoke of being 'touched by a dark power', and she stared coughing up blood. Then she collapsed, and blood started to pool around her, soaking the grass red!" Finally, he landed, another considerable crash sounded, as he touched down.


"..." He was greeted by massacre, and the horrifying fact that Nyr had disappeared. The only one left from the massacre- twelve dead, five of their skeletons picked clean, and the other seven nothing but puddles of black goo. A small fire had started thanks to the crashed ambulance. He'd wait to see who caused this, because Mykky was collapsed on the ground. Running over to her, tugging Vix by the hand, he flipped her over. Besides a small cut on her face, she mostly just seemed tired. Unfortunately, she was unconscious. "Vix, wake her up, eh? I don't got any ways that'll not make her mad at me."

 

[EviSaurus]

||Crystal Pond > Vix's Apartment - Faereach City||




Falcon
​

"Aquios..." He hissed, cocking an eyebrow, his bloodstained teeth forming a wide frown. "Who the hell is Aquios?" He grumbled, before preparing to snap her neck. That was, before a small, frail voice tugged at his subconscious. Knowing that could only be one person, he let his mind open, and a serene calm settled over him doing so, as he could only hear his superego when he was calm. It didn't last for long, however, as he soon found his mind being assaulted by Aquios's harsh cries for him to let go of Nyr.


"Nyr? Who-" Then it clicked. The woman who told him to take care of Aquios. The woman from another world. The woman with a familiar powerful enough to destroy whole mountain ranges. This almond skinned broad was her?! Falcon cried out, dropping her like a scalding hot plate, his eyes wide in surprise. No wonder the blob was so frantic. He'd nearly choked out his master. Kneeling beside her and Aquios, he felt her neck. Thankfully, he hadn't killed her yet- made breathing a bitch for her? Totally. He'd nearly collapsed her windpipe. Growling, he knew he couldn't preform CPR on her, without the possibility of poisoning her, which meant that the only way to get her to breathe again was to massage her throat muscles as to hopefully relax them, and eventually heal them.


"Tch! Bubble- or, should I call you Aquios- you and your damn master are a real pain in the snake ass, you know that?" He huffed, tossing Nyr over his shoulder like she weighed nothing- to the Humasilisk, she really didn't. Carefully placing the familiar in his pocket, he turned to go. "Now, c'mon you two. Let's get back ho-" He was cut off by a loud snapping sound, and the feeling of his skin melting. Looking down, he found a hole roughly the size of a bottlecap through his chest, right through his lung. He blinked once, twice, thrice, before glancing behind him at the perpetrator- Mykky, the one he'd flung into the pond. He stumbled, but stayed on his feet, a flare of pain erupting from his burst lung and bleeding chest. A harsh cough cause a spurt of black blood to erupt from his chest and mouth.


"Fuck!" He roared, stumbling to his feet, as another snap was heard. Another hole appeared in his chest, this time through his stomach. His scream echoed across the city, as these blasts of sunlight, created by a flower by Mykky's side, who was using magic to blast sunlight like a laser through him, hurt like he stuck a burning hot rod of metal through himself, as all magic attacks did on him. If he could still cry, tears of pain'd streak down him, but he'd relinquished that feeling long ago. Instead, he simply pounded his tail on the ground, launching himself like a rocket over the trees and back to the road, but not before he felt a sting in his lower thigh. He'd been grazed by one of those beams, he bet, but thankfully it hadn't put a hole through him like the other two. The instant he hit the road, he was off, peeling down the road faster than any car in the city.

=- - - - -=




Melchio
​

Sighing, relieved, he pulled Vix into a grateful hug. He'd tell him what happened on the way, and instead of warning him about the flight, simply took off as they were hugging, his wings blasting off the roof, scattering bits of rock that'd been knocked loose by Melchio's hard landing.


"Okay, so listen, we were headed to Crystal Pond because Nyr said she had this shaman power that'd let her speak with the Earth Mother- whoever the heck that is- and see who was behind these attacks on the city- you know the ones. Fire. Lightning. Black figurines." He knew that Vix knew. He was just so frantic from the fact his friend was nearly dead that he found it impossible to focus completely. Soaring high into the sky, it took him a moment to spot the park, and the burning, crashed ambulance. "Damn! Those humans crashed! They're probably dead, instead of helping Nyr... Anyways-" He began a steep dive towards the park and where Mykky and Nyr supposedly were. "-for some reason or another, she convulsed like she was having a seizure, or something, and afterwards, she spoke of being 'touched by a dark power', and she stared coughing up blood. Then she collapsed, and blood started to pool around her, soaking the grass red!" Finally, he landed, another considerable crash sounded, as he touched down.


"..." He was greeted by massacre, and the horrifying fact that Nyr had disappeared. The only one left from the massacre- twelve dead, five of their skeletons picked clean, and the other seven nothing but puddles of black goo. A small fire had started thanks to the crashed ambulance. He'd wait to see who caused this, because Mykky was collapsed on the ground. Running over to her, tugging Vix by the hand, he flipped her over. Besides a small cut on her face, she mostly just seemed tired. Unfortunately, she was unconscious. "Vix, wake her up, eh? I don't got any ways that'll not make her mad at me."

Nyr is unconscious so let's pretend I wrote something here.

~Aquios~

​

Aquios was thankful when Falcon dropped Nyr, and even more thankful when he scooped her up and started taking her with them. He was worried when Falcon got struck, but he didn't seem all too concerned by it so Aquios brushed it off. He trembled, clinging to the threads of Nyr's essence while they hopped away. He couldn't do much on his own, but he could keep his master alive.


"Thank you. Thank you so much. Nyr and I owe you our lives. I am forever grateful for you not killing my master. She means the world to me, and she will find some way to repay you when she is healed. Get us somewhere safe and I may heal her. I can feel the threads of her essence, so there is still hope."


He truly was grateful, and he was thinking of ways that they could repay the stranger. He knew that he didn't have to do this. He knew that if he truly wanted to, Falcon could have just killed Nyr and faced the wrath of Aquios but he was glad he didn't. For some reason, Aquios felt some tension release from his being. This stranger, the one who so freely ate humans, decided to spare him and his companion. He would find some way to thank him later.


For now his main priority was making sure Nyr stayed alive. He knew she'd want to converse with the stranger when she awoke, so he hoped that Falcon wouldn't mind her chatiness. He didn't think he would, but the guy seemed quick to anger so he wasn't sure. He figured he'd just have to be on guard when the time came.


The next thing on his agenda was to ask her what the hell had happened to her when she was conscious again. It was a strong curiosity that drove him to be level headed. His only hope was that Falcon could do the same with Nyr practically bleeding out on him.

 

[loyalwolf]

||Crystal Pond > Vix's Apartment - Faereach City||




Falcon
​

"Aquios..." He hissed, cocking an eyebrow, his bloodstained teeth forming a wide frown. "Who the hell is Aquios?" He grumbled, before preparing to snap her neck. That was, before a small, frail voice tugged at his subconscious. Knowing that could only be one person, he let his mind open, and a serene calm settled over him doing so, as he could only hear his superego when he was calm. It didn't last for long, however, as he soon found his mind being assaulted by Aquios's harsh cries for him to let go of Nyr.


"Nyr? Who-" Then it clicked. The woman who told him to take care of Aquios. The woman from another world. The woman with a familiar powerful enough to destroy whole mountain ranges. This almond skinned broad was her?! Falcon cried out, dropping her like a scalding hot plate, his eyes wide in surprise. No wonder the blob was so frantic. He'd nearly choked out his master. Kneeling beside her and Aquios, he felt her neck. Thankfully, he hadn't killed her yet- made breathing a bitch for her? Totally. He'd nearly collapsed her windpipe. Growling, he knew he couldn't preform CPR on her, without the possibility of poisoning her, which meant that the only way to get her to breathe again was to massage her throat muscles as to hopefully relax them, and eventually heal them.


"Tch! Bubble- or, should I call you Aquios- you and your damn master are a real pain in the snake ass, you know that?" He huffed, tossing Nyr over his shoulder like she weighed nothing- to the Humasilisk, she really didn't. Carefully placing the familiar in his pocket, he turned to go. "Now, c'mon you two. Let's get back ho-" He was cut off by a loud snapping sound, and the feeling of his skin melting. Looking down, he found a hole roughly the size of a bottlecap through his chest, right through his lung. He blinked once, twice, thrice, before glancing behind him at the perpetrator- Mykky, the one he'd flung into the pond. He stumbled, but stayed on his feet, a flare of pain erupting from his burst lung and bleeding chest. A harsh cough cause a spurt of black blood to erupt from his chest and mouth.


"Fuck!" He roared, stumbling to his feet, as another snap was heard. Another hole appeared in his chest, this time through his stomach. His scream echoed across the city, as these blasts of sunlight, created by a flower by Mykky's side, who was using magic to blast sunlight like a laser through him, hurt like he stuck a burning hot rod of metal through himself, as all magic attacks did on him. If he could still cry, tears of pain'd streak down him, but he'd relinquished that feeling long ago. Instead, he simply pounded his tail on the ground, launching himself like a rocket over the trees and back to the road, but not before he felt a sting in his lower thigh. He'd been grazed by one of those beams, he bet, but thankfully it hadn't put a hole through him like the other two. The instant he hit the road, he was off, peeling down the road faster than any car in the city.

=- - - - -=




Melchio
​

Sighing, relieved, he pulled Vix into a grateful hug. He'd tell him what happened on the way, and instead of warning him about the flight, simply took off as they were hugging, his wings blasting off the roof, scattering bits of rock that'd been knocked loose by Melchio's hard landing.


"Okay, so listen, we were headed to Crystal Pond because Nyr said she had this shaman power that'd let her speak with the Earth Mother- whoever the heck that is- and see who was behind these attacks on the city- you know the ones. Fire. Lightning. Black figurines." He knew that Vix knew. He was just so frantic from the fact his friend was nearly dead that he found it impossible to focus completely. Soaring high into the sky, it took him a moment to spot the park, and the burning, crashed ambulance. "Damn! Those humans crashed! They're probably dead, instead of helping Nyr... Anyways-" He began a steep dive towards the park and where Mykky and Nyr supposedly were. "-for some reason or another, she convulsed like she was having a seizure, or something, and afterwards, she spoke of being 'touched by a dark power', and she stared coughing up blood. Then she collapsed, and blood started to pool around her, soaking the grass red!" Finally, he landed, another considerable crash sounded, as he touched down.


"..." He was greeted by massacre, and the horrifying fact that Nyr had disappeared. The only one left from the massacre- twelve dead, five of their skeletons picked clean, and the other seven nothing but puddles of black goo. A small fire had started thanks to the crashed ambulance. He'd wait to see who caused this, because Mykky was collapsed on the ground. Running over to her, tugging Vix by the hand, he flipped her over. Besides a small cut on her face, she mostly just seemed tired. Unfortunately, she was unconscious. "Vix, wake her up, eh? I don't got any ways that'll not make her mad at me."

Vix was surprise by the hug and the flying, but he oddly felt comfortable being like this. He didn't mind it one bit and was actually really enjoying it. He was half listening to what Melchio was saying, he was too focused on the hug. When he landed he looked around and saw what was an ugly scene in his eyes, how does he get himself into these messes he thought. He then noticed melchio run over to mykky and ask him to wake her up. He caught the scent of death and injury in the air and he didn't like it. He ran over to mykky and checked her vitals to see if she was alright. "No internal bleeding or bad exterior damage, just unconsciousness “he said to himself. He first needs to heal the bruising and swelling in her brain, but waking her up was not an option right now. He spoke a simple healing spell creating small green energy in his hands and push the energy into her forehead. " She should be fine, but waking her up won't be wise right now, that can cause serious mental damage. Which would be worse than a simple injury. She isn't are top priority right now, though, I smell death traveling and I think it Nyr so we need to catch up to her and fast I can tell I don't have much time to help. Fallow me!" before he left, he chants a protection spell putting up a magic barrier around mykky just in case. He then followed the scent that was lingering in the area the best he could, to catch up and heal all parties involved in this problem. He thought to himself ' when did I turn into a goddamn combat medic.' he was coming into the views of the figure running away from the scene, he just needs melchio to take care of the enemy while he healed. He going to have to perform a big spell for this and it might actually cause him to have serious side effect but right now he didn’t have time to consider any other options. @Halohbottech @temporalSorceress

 

[CHIMNY]

After a few minutes of the lava pit, Varkov went in the water and cooled of the lava into stone, this time he kept it on himself, just for protection. He went back into the pit and made an anvil, after cooling it off he began making to make a furnace. Varkov placed it next to the anvil.


"Sparky lets begin to craft."


Varkov went deeper into the cave and grabbed all the stones and tiny pieces of metal he could find while Spark would dig out ores using his acid. After a while the pair began to smelt the findings.


"Spark we could become rich with all this stuff!"


Varkov started to mold the molten metal into a long staff for the hammer he had made. With the extra metals he made 'senbons' which are tiny double sided needles.

 

[Sluggodile]

((Going to bed. Will post tomorrow @temporalSorceress @loyalwolf ))

 

[EviSaurus]

((Same actually @Halohbottech @loyalwolf))

 

[Retro109]

@Mango


Eisuke


Eisuke gave a childlike smile, then realised he was showing his braces and quickly clamped his moth shut, blushing wildly. He sighed and removed his hand. Although they small and almost unnoticeable, Eisuke hated showing them to people, because of the embarrassment. He didn't even need braces, they were literally tiny steel chains. They were there to bind his Soul Chains to himself, but he was to move them to his back sometime soon. Probably not here.