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 Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:10 pm
Talk? Now? She didn't really feel like talking yet. She wanted time to sort her thoughts out before coming to him rationally and thoughtfully to explain that she was currently out of her mind, and nothing of the day's events should be taken into account.
She looked up at him, met his eyes, and then stared down at his feet again.
Okay.
No, wait, that's not what she'd decided at all. Curses.
Christof burst forward to push Jericho out of the way, and Riley reached over to the patchwork and pulled him back. Christof, stop! What are you thinking? There is no excuse for this behavior!
She struggled to hold him back, missing Aksaja's question entirely in the midst of the chaos out here. She looked down at the patchwork with pleading eyes. Really, Christof, why are you acting this way?!
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:15 pm
As Riley agreed to speak with him, Jericho nodded to her and was ready to move a little further away from the sauna door lest people decide to exit. However, Christof had awakened and was quick to shove him back. Now that really set off the already temperamental dragon. His eyes flared up with anger and though the mindflayer was trying to talk to the patchwork... the dragon and completely different intentions.
Rather than trying to see what the deal was, he just lashed back, launching a fist right for Christof's face.
Luckily the towel had managed to stay on so far with the commotion.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:19 pm
The hunchback had hesitated, flushing as his eyes darted to Riley just as the Dragon's fist came flying to meet his already battered face, a muffled howl of pain escaping his throat as the blow sent him stumbling back against his Mistress, clutching his face as his already broken nose was knocked clear off by Jericho's blow. His hands rose to grip the bloody empty space, eyes bulging with hatred and a deep growl escaped his throat as he suddenly lunged, blood-soaked hands reaching out for the dragon's throat.
It seemed any explanation would have to wait.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:28 pm
All anxiety went out the window as Jericho lost his grip on sanity, as far as she was concerned. His fist connected solidly with Christof's face, even as the patchwork rested in her arms. She felt the impact, and winced as the body part flew off of Christof's face. Then, unsurprisingly, Christof also lost his cool.
And suddenly, like a stroke of lightning, she was reminded as to why she was in love with a level-headed, calm individual such as Malodore.
STOP IT THIS INSTANT! She screamed out to the two, trying her very best to get between them and pull them apart. This was surprisingly difficult - strong as Riley was, Christof had the bulk, and Jericho had the rage, to keep her from pulling them completely apart.
Instead, she was probably just putting herself in danger of getting hurt.
AKSAJA. Come out here and help me! She called out to the first person she could think of - ironically, because it was the last voice she'd heard in her head.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:31 pm
Damien gave it another poke for good measure since the reaper had so much faith in his hat, and let the topic go. "Well, if you say so!" The hound couldn't resist a full body stretch from his seat, it was just too relaxing in here, fitness club knew just how to unwind! "Totally Mot, I mean push ups are nice, but its great to explore these other games, maybe we could get other extreme sports yeah?" He said in a friendly tone and gave Mot a gentle nudge with his elbow.
It was a bit foggy but he saw a hand waving at them, with the face of the short-now long haired ghoul from before. So he gave her a friendly wave back. "So miss Junko, what do you think about our chances in the upcoming paintball match?"
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:32 pm
Frowning slightly, Aksaja was about to try and 'think' at Riley again, since she hadn't answered him . . . when suddenly she was yelling for his help. Oh Jacking hell, what NOW?! Scrambling up to his feet, the lightning dragon darted out of the sauna, only to see Jericho and Christof apparently trying to tear one another apart, while Riley attempted to separate them.
"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!" he bellowed, moving to grab Jericho's upper arms and try to haul him off Christof. Seriously, had the paintball game riled him up that much? And what was with Christof? "Do you really think she WANTS you to act like this?" he snarled at the patchwork boil.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:33 pm
Now that punch felt good, but it wasn't enough to quell the rage he felt right now, especially when Christof had launched himself right back. A low growl emitted from deep within his throat before it was cut off some from the patchwork's hands wrapping around it.
Gritting his teeth, his anger practically blinded and deafened him from Riley's screams for the time being and he just brought his hands up to try and wretch the Igor's throat in return.
"Gonna try to kill me again huh?" He hissed at Christof. The dragon would have yelled it out, but it was rather hard to yell anything when he was being choked.
At least Aksaja was trying to pull him away, but the red was struggling against him.
"Let me go dammit!"
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:38 pm
The hunchback only let go when Riley's command finally managed to sink into his skull, but his loosened grip only tightened when the dragon's words choked out, his noseless face going scarlet as the blood dribbling down his chin. He gave a guttural scream, muffled by his stitched lips but enraged all the same as he twisted and kicked, trying with all his might to silence the horrible monster in front of him.
With Aksaja's help, the two were pulled apart enough, at least, and the hunchback stopped his struggling.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:41 pm
Riley gave Aksaja a grateful glance, but froze in place as something in particular sunk in.
Something terrible. Just terrible.
Riley rounded on the patchwork, now standing in his view, and her eyes flashed a familiar, but not often seen red.
Again?
Uh oh.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:47 pm
Wait, what, try to kill him? The hell? "Well, even if he is, you're NOT HELPING by staying close to him," Aksaja hissed in Jericho's ear, still pulling backwards. Seriously, what was wrong with all of them today?
Then Riley's eyes turned red. Oooh Jack. "C'mon Jericho, I really really don't think we want to be here now," he muttered, trying at this point to just get the other dragon away from both Riley and Christof. He had no clue what this killing thing was about, but when the mindflayer was pissed, he didn't want to be anywhere near her . . .
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:51 pm
While he had been pried away due to Riley and Aksaja working to pull them apart, Jericho was still struggling a fair amount to try and get to Christof. He managed to get kicked once or twice by the igor, and between all the commotion and flailing and struggling, his towel had fallen away.
Though, he was a little too preoccupied to notice or even give a damn right about now.
When Riley had gotten in the way, Jericho hissed and relaxed a little. No, he didn't want to throttle Riley. He wanted to pummel Christof more! The dragon had picked up a little on her rage, but again, too preoccupied for the most part.
Glancing between the others around him, he let out a huff and remained where he was. Or at least he was trying to. It wasn't the easiest thing to do with Aksaja trying to tug him away.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:58 pm
The pit of Christof's stomach dropped as he stopped his own struggling completely, trembling as he slowly turned to glance up into Riley's eyes... and immediately dropped down to her bare feet, Mistress... you... you know I only wish to serve you, I only mean well I did a good job today, didn't I? I was only protecting you, please... The dragon is lying he doesn't know what he's talking about he was upsetting you... he mentally babbled, terror spilling off of him as he all but kissed her toes.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 8:04 pm
Her eyes remained crimson, filled with blood as they turned for a moment, glaring at Jericho, before instantly brushing off the idea that he was lying. When did he try to kill you. Her even, emotionless tone asked. The grovelling was all but ignored.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 8:06 pm
Oooh, this was bad. She was seriously pissed. Biting his lip a bit, Aksaja slowly stopped pulling at Jericho and moved to one side a bit. He wasn't part of this, though he was hesitant to leave now . . . just in case further violence broke out.
But he wasn't about to try and stop Riley if she went after someone. No Jacking way.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 8:07 pm
Seeing that bloodred glare she gave him, Jericho's eyes narrowed right back and he had to wonder what Christof had said to her.
"A few weeks ago," Jericho growled, "Been meaning to bring it up but hadn't gotten around to it. I was resting on a bench to open my eyes to having him holding a jack damn ROCK OVER MY JACK DAMN HEAD!"
No softening the blow here. Had it been a calmer situation, he probably would have not said in this fashion. But seeing how he was pissed... that wasn't exactly the case.
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