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Post by Soapy on May 26, 2010 11:43:15 GMT -5
Soapy ignored Jimmy and looked at the cowering Poppy behind Dale. "Don't worry Poppy", said Soapy. "We'll protect you. These shadow dogs are nothing." Suddenly, Soapy heard a screech and looked towards the gate. Standing there were six shadow hounds, bigger than Dante. As soon as one made the first move Soapy got down low and snarled then leaped at the shadow, biting it hard, growling. It was like biting wet tar and tasted like death. Soapy held back any vomit. She couldn't now, she had to stop these things. Suddenly, the shadow hound lifted his giant paw and laid it on Soapy's neck, digging his claws into her. She let out a yelp and felt the energy and life from her start to fade. This only made her bite harder and wiggle, trying to escape this shadow hound's grasp, only cutting up her neck more. She let go of it and was eventually able to wriggle free but staggered a little as the shadow hound let go of her and she let out a deep snarl, feeling the blood seep out of her wound as well as down her fur. The shadow hound ran at her and picked her up by her scruff and threw her a few feet away. Soapy staggered to get up, her neck seriously in pain. She gathered up all her energy and leaped forward at the shadow hound and snarled, ready to bite him again. The shadow hound saw her coming and smacked her with its giant paw, Soapy being thrown even further away. She lay there in pain, her ribcage and neck burning. She gasped for air but once again tried to get up. A giant paw suddenly held her down, making her yelp and she looked up to see the shadow hound standing above her, opening its mouth and bringing it down closer to her. Soapy tried to wriggle out from underneath it but her ribs were seriously hurt. She knew they weren't broken since she could still move but they still hurt. She looked up as the shadow hound pinned her down with one giant paw and continued to bring his mouth closer. Soapy looked at him in horror and felt a jolt of fear. Those red eyes, those burning red eyes bore into Soapy's mint green ones, almost hypnotizing her. She shook her head to get rid of the feeling and closed her eyes as she waited for pain. "Keith", she yelled out helplessly. "Naomi! Throw the holy water at him! Help me!"
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Post by Charmyte on May 26, 2010 14:24:03 GMT -5
As more mist filled the room, Aric began gagging on the smoke. "I..." he coughed. "I can't...breathe..." Please Charlie, you have to get out of there. Aric grew dizzy, and passed out.
Zoey continued chanting. Finally, my vengeance! But as she readied for one final physical attack, a blazing sphere shot out of the fog. Zoey saw it only for a moment before it stuck her in the chest, spewing flames around her. Jimael felt his strength weakening on Zoey's body. If he stayed there any long, he would be certain to burst into flames. Zoey gave a cry, much like a banshee, and another flash of light filled the room.
Jimael soared out of Zoey's body and escaped the Flea Bite, seeking sanctuary in the rain. He finally regained control of his spirit body and walked once again. He sought for the alleyway filled with mist, and saw it a few blocks down the street. Oh joy. Dang medicine woman. She could have giving me a spirit that flew. But no, one that walks! Regardless, he traveled across the streets and into the darkness of the alleys. He saw Killer and Carface looking over the catch of the day: Zoey.
"Bad news. It seems that we aren't the only ones who can use a spot of magic. But it isn't Charlie I think we have to worry about. Some dang wolf knows some rather powerful spells."
Aric? Zoey's spirit wondered
"And I nearly had Charlie! Even Itchy!"
Aric saved Charlie? And Itchy? ~~~~~~~~~~ The mist soon cleared in the Flea Bite. Itchy came out of hiding to see the damage. Charlie seemed fine, but Aric and Zoey weren't moving. Itchy first rushed to Aric, whom he'd heard chanting. "I feel a pulse, he's alive. What about Zoey, Charlie? I, I mean Jimael? Whoever that was."
(OOC: Perhaps this event will inspire this squad to leave the Flea Bite and meet up with the other active timeline...Or not. Two set of events works)
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Post by WonderDog on May 26, 2010 15:56:39 GMT -5
As the strange mutts approached, Jimmy's too high confidence started to fade. He had fought many a mutt, but these looked a little... extreme. But he puffed out his chest, snarling loudly. Poppy tried to make herself more invisible behind Dale. "But... but what about Britney, have they got her?!" Poppy exclaimed. When the shadow hounds made their act, Jimmy didn't hesitate. He tried to topple one over. He managed, but he fell over with it, getting himself a strong heave in the stomach by the shadow dogs hind legs, sending him sprawling in the wet mud. Snarling, Jimmy stood up again. he tried to attack it again, but as soon as he got hold of the shadow hounds neck, a sharp pain bit into his neck and he was tossed aside again. Never had Jimmy felt so... vulnerable. He noticed Soapy, and tried to get the shadow hound distracted, by pouncing on it. Well... might as well. The one he was fighting wasn't doing anything worth killing. "Are you just gonna LIE there?!" Jimmy yelled at Soapy. "GET UP, DO SOMETHING!" He let out a sharp yelp as the shadow hound flung him aside. Poppy had a different approach. The one who drew up to her, she didn't attack it, nor did she try to run. They stood there for a while, staring at each other. Poppy tilted her head and spoke in a strange language. A language than wasn't native to the world. After finishing her sentence, Poppy hurled herself at it, taking it down in a single leap, with a roar of angry hate. It lay there before jumping up and snarling at her, it's flame red eyes staring into hers. Poppy let out a long, blood-curdling snarl before barking sharply and rearing up, pouncing on it, screaming something in the strange language. "Wha- SOMEONE GET HER AWAY FROM THAT THING!" Jimmy yelled, watching in horror as Poppy threw all her might at it, oblivious to the fact she was doing quite well. Poppy was taking control of it, taking some of it's strength for itself. Because, secretly... Poppy can do this. Secretly, she has a dark connection with the dead and all that worked with it. Poppy had a power no one else possessed. And with one quick bound and a rear, the shadow hound skidded across the ground, motionless. It wasn't quite dead, but it was enough to keep it down long enough. Poppy stood her ground, glaring around, challenging any other shadow hound that decided to mess with her. Britney tried to retrace her steps back to the graveyard, weak with hunger. Suddenly, a dark hound stood a few meters ahead of her. It had strange red eyes... a shadow hound. Britney stood looking at it. What could she do at this moment? Attack it? Ha. It'll eat her alive. So much for Soapy's talk. It approached her. Britney staggered back wards before toppling over her own feet, lying scared for her life on the ground. It snarled at her, ready to kill her in a single swipe. And there was nothing Britney could do... She howled and screamed helplessly, hoping it'll do any good. (OOC- DUN... DUN... DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN! So, Poppy has strange powers and Britney is in danger... wow, that's what two hours of movie snip-bits and teasers and this is what you get I don't particularly like it but at the same time... eh *shrugs* It's your problem now
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Post by kintarostiger on May 26, 2010 16:16:39 GMT -5
Keith followed after Naomi with the bottle of holy water in his teeth, Sarai at his heels. The black lab called out to the other one, "Whoever you may be, you'll need to come with! The others are in danger!" As the group approached, Naomi stopped dead in her tracks. Black shucks...?! They look too much like them... Naomi was ready, regardless, as was the rest of the group.
Closing her eyes, she muttered a mantra that aided her focus, and soon, the area would heat up before three of the shadow dogs burst into flame. Sarai, entering the scene with no fear, took up her whip and swashed it at the ones closest to her with a war cry. Finally, Keith, the least capable of the group, doused his paws in the water and threw a few punches at the ones not ignited.
One of the dogs began to howl in pain from at least the holy-water-coated punches and whip. One of the ones ignited by Naomi's psionics was the one pinning down Soapy, and taking this into consideration the flames were only evoked to the central body mass of the being so that hopefully Soapy would be alright. The question remained though; even though her psionics could affect spirits, would the flames be strong enough spiritually to cause them enough pain to rout?
Either way, Keith did as was asked, skittering away and, removing the top of the bottle, lobbing it like a grenade at the fiend holding down the dog with the tattered collar. ~~~ Charlie grit his teeth. The only problem with these powers he attained at his 'promotion' was that he could only use a certain amount of them at a time without rest. Healing was easier than harming, for whatever reason, and he didn't have enough holy 'juice', so to speak, to unleash another 'flame strike' miracle.
It was no sooner that he realized he could be in deep trouble had his ears been harmed by a horrid scream. He winced, hoping this wasn't some obnoxious trick to get his guard down. But, seconds later, the mists evaporated, and Zoey was collapsed on the floor. Giving her a quick look over, the damage caused by the flames was indeed minimal.
Charlie glanced to Itchy, who relayed Aric's status to him. "Glad to hear it. I'm pretty sure that thug flew the coop, too. Just... Itchy, you still have some miracle power too, right? I want to conserve my own in case we need it; that blasted fireball took up more of it than I expected..." Charlie felt a bit physically winded; not just from his adrenaline levels dropping and his anxiety of what could've happened setting in, but also due to the miracles' side effects on his physical form. ~~~ Carface and Killer saw Jamiel's ghost flowing then moving out of the Flea Bite. "Uh-oh, boss, this doesn't look too good", said the scrawny Killer.
"No kidding, Killer?" retorted Carface. "What the gehenna happened back there? Don't tell me you failed me again, Jam". Upon hearing that Jamiel was defeated by Charlie, Car's face contorted into an expression of pure anger. "You lousy son of a...! First we have Belladonna track you down, then you fail me?!"
"Surrounded by morons again, Curruthers?" [OOC: sp?] asked a silky-smooth but devilishly dark voice from nowhere. Rising up from a shadow was none other than the boogie dog herself, Belladonna.
Carface gulped. "Uh, hey there, Belladonna!" he said nervously. "How're things going with the plan?"
"Save the sweet talking for someone else, boy. I have imps who are more capable demons that you, Carface". Belladonna approached Zoey's spirit and smiled. "Ah, who do we have here...?"
(OOC: Sorry about the three handling the group of shadow/demon dogs... I do not mean to undermine anyone elses' rescue attempts. Furthermore, Charmyte, that all depends on what occurs. I personally would prefer two seperate set of events, but whatever works, works)
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Post by Soapy on May 27, 2010 22:10:55 GMT -5
As soon as the bottle of holy water hit the shadow hound, some water spilled out onto it, covering it in white flames. Soapy gasped as it reared up and roared in pain, releasing Soapy. She rolled out of the way as the shadow mutt came back down and made the ground rumble. Soapy stood up, just out of reach from it and watched as it disappeared in a ball of white flames, melting the mutt then sucking him into the ground, bringing him back to whatever dark abyss he came from. The flames died out and nothing was there. Not even the grass was singed. Soapy looked back at Keith and smiled. "Woah!", panted Soapy. "That's some powerful stuff. Also, thank you for helping me." Soapy looked away when she heard Jimmy yelp loudly and gasped as she saw him being flung aside by a shadow hound. Not so tough now are you?, Soapy thought smirking. He's getting exactly what he deserves. Her face changed from a smirk to a silent scream as she saw him being cornered by the shadow mutt. Who cares about what happened, said Soapy. True he threatened Nicky and Britney and Poppy's fault that he came here to a degree but it was my fault too. I shouldn't have gotten so mad. Another yelp from Jimmy snapped Soapy out of her thoughts. We just got off on the wrong paw, said Soapy. Plus I'd feel horrible if he died. I have to help him. Regardless of what he said and did I have to. I cat let him stand there so beaten and almost to his death. Soapy quickly looked around ad spotted the bottle of holy water on the ground. She noticed there was a little bit left, just enough to destroy the shadow hound after Jimmy. She picked up the bottle in her teeth and, careful not to spill it, ran towards Jimmy. When she got close enough she put down the bottle and looked at Jimmy. "Jimmy hang on", Soapy yelled. Bad idea. The shadow hound looked at her and she gasped, about to turn and run. Then she remembered what Jimmy said. That she was too young and didn't know how to fight. "I'll show him", Soapy snarled softly before picking up the bottle and running towards the shadow hound. She threw the bottle at it, making sure to douse it in water. The shadow hound howled and roared in pain and soon he was covered in white flames as well before disappearing. Once the shadow hound had disappeared and Soapy got a look of Jimmy she felt like yelling 'Ha! I saved you!' but she didn't. Instead she just smiled at him, panting hard. Suddenly, a scream filled the air. Britney's scream. Soapy looked around ad noticed she was in the graveyard with everyone else but outside, a shadow hound right in front of her. "You can thank me later", Soapy said to Jimmy hurriedly and picked up the holy water bottle and leaped towards the exit. Once she got there she stared in horror as Britney made no move to run as the shadow hound advanced on her, its mouth opening. Soapy placed the water bottle down and stood bravely behind it. "First things first", said Soapy. "I need to get you away from Britney." Soapy leaped onto its back and started to bite viciously at its neck. When it threw her off she ran back, grabbing it by the throat, growling savagely. The shadow mutt roared and tried to swipe her off, only resulting in losing its footing and slamming down on the pavement, Soapy leaping out from under him. As the shadow hound lay there snarling Soapy stood in front of Britney. "Keep your mangy paws off of her and anyone else who may be my friend", Soapy snarled at it. She turned to Britney. "Britney get out of here! I can take care of him. Get into the graveyard NOW!" When Britney started to move the shadow hound got back up and lunged towards her. "I don't think so!", said Soapy, leaping at the shadow mutt and grabbing onto his muzzle. It roared again, focusing on Soapy and threw her aside. Soapy weakly got back up and bit it hard in the side and then leaped on its large back again, biting viciously at its ears. The mutt roared and started jumping up and down, trying to buck Soapy off of him. Soapy hung on for a good minute before she was thrown onto the concrete, landing on her back. She let out a yelp and staggered to get up. She saw the shadow hound leap at her and she quickly grabbed the bottle of holy water, leaping at him at the same time, covering its face and part of its back in holy water. Soapy landed with a thud over it, bottle still in her teeth. She dropped the now empty bottle and panted as she watched as the shadow mutt started melting, white flames licking its body. Soapy grinned as the shadow hound let out one final roar before disappearing in the sidewalk. "Sorry ugly", said Soapy. "You mess with my friends and I get evil on your shadow butt!" She looked around to make sure everyone was okay in terms of fighting. She saw that the one Poppy was fighting was disappearing and the one Keith was fighting was burning up. "Seems like things are under control", said Soapy. The shadow hound number had rapidly went down from six to two and even these guys appeared to be on their way out. Soapy smiled and picked up the bottle then staggered and limped her way back into the graveyard. Her whole body was on fire from the blows and throws she took. Still, she looked around to see if anyone needed help. Poppy seemed to be doing just fine but Soapy thought Keith could use some distraction. "Keith!", Soapy yelled out. "Do you need any help? There's still some holy water left! Not much but enough to burn that guy! If you want I'll lure him away from you then spray it. It's up to you!" Soapy stood there, waiting for an answer and looked around for Britney. (OOC-YEAHHH!!!! Go Soapy! Whoohoo!!! *clears throat, blushing* Ahem, everyone please resume posting. Thank you. )
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Post by WonderDog on May 28, 2010 13:22:57 GMT -5
Jimmy was not thrilled to have his life saved. By anyone. When Soapy came along to help him, he snarled and tried on the fire hound himself. He was bitten sharply on the neck and being dragged down. For a second, he was certain this was the end... Suddenly, the strong teeth unclasped themselves from around his neck and the shadow hound screeched before burning away. Jimmy panted with exhaustion. His eyes darted towards Soapy. She smiled at him but he did not return to favor. Like once said, Jimmy had no other emotion that anger... or cheek. He only looked away and muttered something. Something that sounded like a very faint "thanks". He flustered up for a bit at having to thank anybody for saving his life. But he added, smartly and cheekily, "But anyone could'a tossed water over it." Poppy was fighting away, almost care free. Any shadow hound that tried to approach her was flicked off with a simple hit of the paw. Once they were far away, and Kieth burned them with the holy water, Poppy shook off her wet fur and cleared her throat. "How rude of them to barge in like that" she said, her voice sickly sweet. "It wasn't called for." Jimmy was about to retort back at her but the scream sliced the silence. One shadow hound hadn't been burned. Soapy raced off before Jimmy could and Jimmy snarled. He was getting a little sick of his spotlight being stolen. Britney saw Soapy coming, only faintly through her tired and wet eyes. She blinked, trying to resume her vision they way it was. She managed, after a few blinks. Soapy threw water over the thing after attacking it and it burned. Britney blinked. Was she hallucinating? She tried to come to terms on what had happened. She had only moved slightly once. Once. And Soapy had to tell her to move. Her brain was in a fuzz and she watched Soapy limp away, back to the graveyard. Britney wanted to follow but she couldn't seem to move. She felt stone cold and her stomach was roaring impatiently, begging for food. She pushed herself onto her legs, and the shook, buckled and a second later Britney was down on the ground again. She tried again. She staggered but managed to stay standing. She tried walking after. Step... step... step... st- WHOA! Britney thought to herself as she violently stumbled to the right but she crossed her fore legs to keep herself up. Pushing her weak legs, she managed to become steady again. maybe if she walked quicker... her legs wouldn't have time to fall. She increased her speed to a trot. Bad idea. Soon after, Britney stumbled violently forward and skidded to a stop at the graveyard gates. Lack of food was really wearing herself down. However, she cleared her throat airily and then grinned meekly. "So, how far have we gotten?" she asked, in a hoarse voice. She felt her legs threaten to buckle again but she managed to reduce it to a shake and soon managed to steady them again. She looked around to see Poppy head butt a hound in the rib cage before toppling it over and slamming her forepaws onto it's ribs. Britney guessed she was trying to break it's ribs. But she wasn't up to walking over and asking. Those things tried to kill her. "What are those things?" she asked no one imparticular. She winced as Jimmy was flung against a grave stone and watched him slowly get to his feet and try again. Jimmy was a tough cookie, nothing could and a violent bang on the shadow hounds ribs again. "You're back! I was starting to think they got you!" Britney gave a weak smile at her sister. Poppy gave one more large blow with her paws and the shadow hound screeched before becoming motionless. At this moment, Poppy attacked it's neck and dragged it across, with all her might and flung it against a grave stone, cracking it's skull with a painful cracking sound. Britney watched the whole procedure with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. Since when could Poppy do that? Next mutt who decides to mess with her better think twice. She could give Dante and Don a run for their money. She walked over, shoved Jimmy out of the way and did the same to the final one. With that, she smartly shook off her rich brown fur before wearing a proud smile and trotted over to Britney and Soapy. "They're ever so naughty" she said, in a terribly innocent voice. "Aren't they? How rude of them to just attack us like that!" Britney looked at her but looked away. She was used to Poppy acting strange. (OOC- EVIL POPPY! *points at her* I hate this post. She's right, Jimmy will get up He can't stay down there forever, he's too tough for that
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Post by Dale on May 29, 2010 16:32:50 GMT -5
Dale watched the shadow hounds approach and felt Poppy's fur brush against his hind legs when she shrank away beneath them. When they attacked, it was a little sudden for the clumsy mutt, who was instantly thrown off his feet. Before he could attack what attacked him, Poppy seemed to be on it already. Talk about skill... he thought to himself, watching Poppy fight. He ran off to help Soapy, but Jimmy did THAT. So, he attempted in fighting to spare on. He wasn't doing so well. He got tossed and battered against things. It was only when he heard Britney's scream, he was completely off-guard, leaving him vulnerable. "BRITNEY!" he yelled, starting to race off but the shadow hound grabbed his leg and pulled him back, unfinished with him yet. Dale yelped and squirmed but he couldn't escape. But he managed to free himself eventually. Snarling, he launched himself at the shadow hound, only to have it's jaws gash into his pelt. The pain was too much. Giving a screeching yelp, Dale fell, behind a gravestone, in the shadows. He couldn't seem to move. The rest of the shadow hounds were taken down and he saw Jimmy being flung across the graveyard. Dale attempted to stand but he couldn't even find energy to move... This is the end... he thought woefully, trying to cough up a cry of help but only ended up in a soft whimper. The end...
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Post by Soapy on May 29, 2010 21:40:31 GMT -5
As Soapy watched Keith fight, her eyes suddenly averted to Dale, who had let out a screeching yelp. "Dale!", Soapy yelled, running over with the bottle of holy water. She leaped at the shadow hound, trying to steer it away from Dale but it seemed to be more interested in him than Soapy. I thought the one Keith was fighting was the last one them, Soapy thought. Where did this guy come from? Soapy was jerked out of her thoughts when she saw Dale curled up all battered and broken behind a gravestone, the shadow hound advancing towards him. "No!", Soapy yelled and threw herself in front of Dale. As the shadow hound got closer, Soapy tried to think of a way to hit it with the bottle of holy water. She was thankful there was some left. "Hang on Dale", Soapy murmured, tossing the bottle into the shadow hound's mouth. Like gasoline to a fire the shadow hound blazed in a bright ball of white flames and disappeared, melting into the ground like tar. Soapy panted hard and let out a short snarl where the shadow hound once stood and threw the mangled, now empty holy water bottle aside and turned to Dale, her eyes filled with worry. When she saw the condition he was in, tears immediatly sprung to her eyes. "No", she mumbled, laying down next to Dale on the cold, wet, muddy ground. "No. Oh God no. Please." Soapy laid her head against Dale's fur and nuzzled him softly, licking his wounds, tears rollig down her cheeks. She let out a mournful howl and spitted Naomi. She remembered what she said earlier about being a psychic. Maybe she could heal him! Soapy choked back a sob as she looked at Dale once more then looked at her own battered body. It was bad, but not as bad as Dale's. She looked up, looking around. "Naomi!", she yelled. "Poppy! Britney! Help!" Soapy never felt so venerable. She would heal Dale if she could but sadly, she couldn't. She lay back down next to Dale's body and continued to lick his wounds, not even realizing that this basically did nothing for him. He needed more then what Soapy was doing. He needed a vet or Naomi. Soapy checked to see if everyone heard her and when Naomi approached she looked up at her in sorrow. "Can you heal him?", Soapy asked her. "Please say 'yes'". Dale wasn't Soapy's brother but she was close to him and just like Poppy and Britney felt like sisters to her, Dale felt like a brother.
(OOC-Aw I so could have done better. Sorry guys. Sucky post. Bleh. And don't tell me Dale's gonna die! He can't!!! Also, welcome back Dale, nice of you to join us. Where were you?)
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Post by WonderDog on May 30, 2010 6:08:29 GMT -5
Britney skidded to an ungraceful stop when she heard Soapy yell out her brothers name and suddenly, she had no more interest in what Jimmy was doing. Dale was her brother. Her brother that she only had back for a few months or maybe a year... and he meant more to her. She twirled around, putting her hunger aside and having a sudden energy spurt. She jumped over the gravestone and landed just a few centimetres away from where he was landing. Poppy wasn't long in joining. She skidded to a stop in front of her brother. Poppy bent down to look at her brother. Her eyes were filled with melchony wonder. She nudged him gentally with her paw. "... Dale?" she asked. Britney lay down beside him and looked at him, studying his wounds with tear filled eyes. Poppy looked at her, then at Soapy. They knew he was going to die. Or at least... they thought. When Soapy called Naomi over, Poppy immedinatly perked up. "Wait... I think I have a solution!" she raced away and picked up the book she once had and flicked through the pages frantically. Britney had just given up any hope of Poppy getting any form of solution five seconds after she said she could. She curled up around her brother for what she thought could be the last time. First her mother, then John and now, it was going to be Dale. She couldn't keep anyone close to her if she tried. They always end up dying. She looked up at Naomi, her eyes begging for an answer to this. Shaking, she helpled Soapy lick his wounds. (OOC- DALE MUST LIVE! He can't die! )
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Post by kintarostiger on Jun 1, 2010 7:38:25 GMT -5
(Once more, I must apologize for how late my reply is; I had not been able to get online in days)
When the fight was over, Keith, Naomi and Sarai breathed heavily. The group saw the injured Dale, Keith running to his side and nosing him a bit. "Come on, Naomi, please..." he asked her as well.
"Yes, Naomi", said Sarai, being eerily calm about it, "Please do what you can..."
Naomi nodded. "No need to tell me twice", she spoke, padding over to Dale. Once she was near him, she would sit back on her haunches and extend her paws over him. Her eyes began to glaze over, almost as if in a trance, and soon Dale would feel a warm, tingling sensation over his injured body. Right before the others' eyes, his wounds would regenerate and heal at an accelerated rate, and in about half of a minute's time, it would appear as though he had not been injured at all.
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Post by Dale on Jun 1, 2010 13:24:47 GMT -5
At least he managed to scoop out some attention. Soapy came running over to his aid as soon as he yelped. Dale watched her take down the shadow hound. He watched it burn with glazed eyes, no longer able to put expression into them. He swallowed and gave a feeble cough. Soapy lay down beside him. Her fur felt so warm compared to his now-cold body. He felt her like his wounds and he tried to shift but when he dared move, pain shot through his body like a tranquillizer. When his sister joined the group, he had never felt so glad to see her on what felt like his last moment with her. Both of them. He wanted Poppy to stay but she had raced off somewhere."B-Brits..." he coughed out, nuzzling her with his cold snout. "Be st-strong..." He looked at Soapy, with eyes filled with sorrow and meaning. "Soapy, take care of her, won't you? It's my dying wish, you wouldn't dis-obey it, would you?" He smiled at her before hearing Naomi being called. Even though she said she could, Dale doubted much was happening... he could see the dim light ahead. He couldn't feel anything. Everything was numb. Slowly fading from consciousness... his eyes closing slowly. The wounds were being healed but the weakness wasn't. He coughed out a few times before losing consciousness.(OOC- Where was I? I was herding cattle among the eastern skies and working on ways to help Narnia with their rat problem. And no, of course Dale isn't dead! Just out cold. But no one needs to know that Do you really think I'd kill off my lead rping character?!)
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Post by Charmyte on Jun 1, 2010 14:00:52 GMT -5
"I might." Itchy responded to Charlie's question. Itchy wasn't truly sure. If anything, it'd be of no use. Itchy couldn't remember nor create any spells if he wanted to.
Aric began to wheeze, trying to get the smoke out of his system. "Char. Char. Char." Aric let out a deep cough and spoke again. "Charlie! Charlie, where is he? Is he alright..." Aric stopped himself when he saw Charlie standing over Zoey's body. "Oh, Charlie. You're fine. Of course. What happened to Zoey's unwanted visitor?"
Itchy answered for Charlie. "Charlie sent him packing to who knows where."
"Did you think that perhaps trailing Jimael might help us find where he was recovering?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zoey's spirit saw as Belladonna appeared and looked her over. "You scoundrel! I take it you helped this moron swindle my soul?"
Jimael knelt down as well as a spirit could. "Oh, great and, hehe, powerful Belledonna! What a surprise to see you here. I mean with the plan, and the things, and the more, uh, things..."
(OOC: Short. Just wanted to help move the plotline my charas currently are in along. To keep things from becoming too one sided. Sorry for delay, I've been trying to finish up other writings.)
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Post by Soapy on Jun 1, 2010 14:27:50 GMT -5
(OOC-Uh guys? Could you slow down a little? I'm gonna try to post as soon as I can. I've been busy with other writings and character bios so please be patient and expect a delay from me. I'm sorry!!!)
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Post by kintarostiger on Jun 2, 2010 9:47:19 GMT -5
(No problem, Soapy. Take your time)
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Post by Soapy on Jun 4, 2010 23:58:02 GMT -5
As Soapy watched as Naomi started to heal Dale she stepped back to give not only Britney, but Naomi room too. Soapy stared down at Dale as he spoke up, asking her to take care of Britney, that that was his dying wish. "Okay", Soapy said, her voice cracking. "But you're gonna be okay Dale. Just relax. Naomi has everything under control." A few minutes passed and Soapy saw Dale's wounds disappear, evaporating before her eyes. Soapy forced a smile. "Britney!", she said happily. "Britney look! He's gonna be okay! Naomi healed him!" Her voice and mood dropped when Dale didn't move once he was healed. She looked back at Naomi. "Is he....?", Soapy asked, avoiding the word 'dead'. "Is he....alright? He isn't moving. Were we too late?" Soapy looked back at Dale and said a quick prayer for him to be okay. Then she turned to Keith. "Keith", said Soapy. "You live here right? Do you know of a place we can go? Dale seems weak and it's very dangerous out here. If more monsters show up we can't defeat them. The holy water is gone." Soapy prodded an empty holy water bottle on the ground. "And we can't fight for ourselves and keep Dale safe at the same time", she continued. "We don't have any weapons except for Sarai's whip. I think we should get out of here before more trouble comes." She turned to Britney. "I'll help you carry Dale", said Soapy, pushing under him so he was laying across her back. "Lead on Keith, before we run into more and more dangerous trouble. We have to hurry." Soapy stood up with the front half of Dale draped over her back. "Britney you carry his back end", she said.
(OOC-Eh not my best but it'll do I guess. I didn't want to hold you guys up any longer so I just wrote the first thing that popped into my head.)
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