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 Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 7:02 am
After the last fight, which had ended very nicely, and having bitten at the poor fae before she could run off, he had gone off to find himself another meal, perhaps something larger. It was this that lead Nitch to managing his way through the city looking for a meal, any mortal would do.
Bone showing wings moved behind him, bones clicking together, as his single glowing eye looked around. A meal...hmmm the last one had been too small and had gotten away, he didn't like that. And he wanted a proper meal, for himself and to drag off and share with Loathing.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:42 am
As much as she enjoyed the night life, Rylie absolutely hated the last few nights she'd been stuck in the city. So far she had managed to avoid contact with any of those deranged beings, but she feared her luck would soon run out. More and more horrible creatures had been appearing and attacking the Faes that occupied it. One by one, the city folk became injured and possibly could be dead. She had no idea if she would even life through this.
With a determined gleam in her eyes, Rylie wandered the streets in hopes of finding a way out of the city. Surely there had to be some way out that she wouldn't cross the path of an awful attacker..
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 2:08 pm
Perhaps there was a way out of the city but if there was he didn't know, or care, and she wasn't going to find it. Instead she had been found and it was by one of those deranged beings. Deciding to just attack, rather than face off against the fae, Nitch stalked the other fae before he finally pounces, claws out and poised to stab.
His single glowing green eye locked onto the fae he intended to stab and pin to the ground.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 2:22 pm
Suddenly, Rylie fell to the ground, completely unknowing of what just pounced on her. She felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder and cried out. Her knees had also hit the ground hard from the fall. "Get off of me," she yelled out loud. Trying desperately to crawl out from underneath the heavy figure. She kicked her feet backwards, but was unsure if it would have any affect on the creature.
When she could reach an arm out enough, she felt for anything along the ground. She came across a stone and grabbed it, holding it tightly in her paw. Should she manage to turn over under its weight, she would aim for the head of whatever had her pinned down.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 2:35 pm
The rock hitting his head was no expected. He had eased his hold on the fae, expecting he would have an easy meal now. It appeared his meal wasn't going to be so easy, as he stepped back, off the fae.
Growling, a rumbling sound, he came at the fae again to stab at them again with his claws. He would have his hunger fed!
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 3:06 pm
As his weight was lifted off of her, Rylie scrambled to her feet, still clutching the rock. She twisted around quickly and eyed up the figure before her. He obviously didn't look 'healthy' to her, therefore she knew it was one of those things that were eating people.
When the deranged beast started growling at her, shivers ran down her spine and she slowly stepped backwards. Just as he darted towards her, she threw the rock as hard as she could, unsure of whether it would hit him or not.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 3:18 pm
Of course he didn't look healthy! He was undead, he wasn't living. His attention was focused on the fae that was moving away from him, that wouldn't do..not at all.
Moving toward her he ducked the rock thrown at him before he pounced once more but this time he dove for her legs, not her upper body. She wasn't running, she wasn't making this a game a hunt!
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 5:07 pm
Rylie grumbled as the rock missed his head. What little she knew of undead creatures obviously wasn't enough. She realized this wasn't going anywhere far. She had to get away from him. But just as she turned to run, the monster managed to grab hold of her legs. "AHH!" she cried out, feeling her body falling forward again. Try as she might, she kicked upwards as if to get him off, but doubtful it would help much.
Instead of scrounging for a rock, Rylie started to claw at the ground and attempted to drag herself to grab the large branch she spotted before her. If she could reach it, she might be able to use it to pry the being off of her legs and stab him with it...or at least something!
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 5:47 pm
(Round 4)
The kicking made impact and had him jerking as he held onto her, but he wasn't freed from the others legs. Digging his claws in further he let her drag them both across the ground. His attention not on the branch she was going for, why should he care if she grabbed a branch anyway?
Once she was worn out he would have his meal, his dinner. Then he could go find Loathing and share the meal.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:01 pm
With as much effort as she had left, Rylie twisted her little body around to be able to face the undead being. She held the stick firmly as she swatted him with it, or at least attempted to. Continuing to kick her legs about, she managed to get one free. She sighed in relief as she pressed it against his cheek, pushing it to lift his head up.
As she struggled with only the one leg free, she continued to bring the branch down repeatedly, still trying to whack him with it. Finally she decided to try to stab with it instead, aiming for any part of his face that she could get to. "Off...you...dirty...thing!" she yelled at him, growing tired from this attack.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:16 pm
(Last round)
Letting his head be lifted, no need to fight the movement. he turned his head and letting his head move properly he was able to get her foot near to his mouth.
Just as he bite down upon her foot, taking as much of her foot into his mouth as he could, he was stabbed with the stick. The stabbing sent him back groaning in pain, he couldn't yowl or raise his voice very high.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:24 pm
Rylie screamed in pain as the monster chomped down hard on her foot. And just as she successfully stabbed the damned thing off, she threw the stick at him and reached for her foot. The wound was bad as the blood flowed freely and onto the ground. Without a moment to lose, she turned herself back over onto her stomach and scrambled to get away. She dragged her bleeding foot behind her, staining the ground with red as she went.
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 2:27 am
Hmmmm...Well, she got away....but she got bit....who to give the points too...grrrr, this is hard. *thinks for a minute* I'm gonna give it to Evil, so no roll this time. 5 for Evil and 4 for Sleet
Loathing: *Lopes on all fours out of the shadows nearby, red eyes glowing with hunger. As he nears Nitch, he see's that the prey has already managed to get away before he could arrive and help. If a zombie could be mildly irratated, then Loathing perhaps would be. But as is, he glanced up at Nitch, and then turned and smelt at the air, before scrambling off in another direction, not waiting to see if Nitch would follow. If he didn't, Loathing could always find him again, he knew his scent now..and if he managed to snag a meal, he would perhaps save some for his companion*
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Seussi generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
4!
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 12:14 pm
This one's been bugging me, it was a close battle, so Imma give Sleet another point and call it a draw, if possible, and roll a changing bite. I checked with evil and she's ok with this ^_^
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