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Lieutenant Dwyer "Are you sure you're okay? It looks pretty bad. And I think my wounds are okay, but the one on my leg hurts. Would you mind helping me back to my room? I have a feeling the stairs aren't going to be fun for me." Glory said, eyeing the wound on his chest again, taking note of how quickly the blood was seeping through his clothes. It looked like it'd add another scar. All the while, she could feel blood slowly dripping down her neck, nearing her collarbone, and the cut on her thigh just above the knee was starting to throb, Glory could feel blood spreading across her pants, warm and slightly sticky. |
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General Anubis +++ As expected, the guilt started to prickle at his conscience quite quickly. He was more experienced, stronger, and bigger than Dwyer- the least he could have done was tried not to cut her leg off. But of course, he always had to win, because apparently winning was more important than being a MATURE ADULT. Sometimes he wondered whether he had a brain at all. As she spoke he nodded. "I'm fine. And of course- is there any one of the gazillion weapons you brought that you want me to carry back?" He asked with a small smile, but he couldn't muster up too many jokes, as he was preoccupied with mentally smacking himself. He snapped his fingers and the ax disappeared- he hoped it had got SOMEWHERE near his room- but he was a little tired, and he didn't want to waste the energy he had on sending his sword back. He slid the weapon in his sheath, made sure he had all eight daggers, and turned to Glory, ready to help- even though he could feel the blood had reached his stomach and was trickling through his shirt and pretty much everywhere. He was almost scared to treat the wound, as he really liked this leather vest and was now sad because it was ripped. He didn't even want to know how bloodstained it was. Damn, some fights came with disappointments. |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- (Got permission from Ponies heaven.) Adrien looked up as he saw a corrupted dragon... well shit. He shifted into a dragon quickly his spiked tail and ridged spine spikes were sticking straight up now. He camouflaged himself in the background and saw the corrupted dragon look confused. His moment to strike. Within seconds he was on the thing's back, biting at its neck, where the fuck was this one's kill spot? he got thrown off and into a tree, he didn't register, well he did, but he ignored the stabbing pain in his left side. Ugh, stupid tree branches. He soon and smacked the corrupted dragon in the face with his tail, he saw blood from the ear and jumped at it again, biting into its neck roughly. He hit the spot, he knew when he heard a crack from its neck and it stopped struggling. He shifted human as the corrupted one turned back human. He took a shaky breath and grunted, putting a hand to his side to keep the wound somewhat stitched together. At least they were in a secluded area, and it was a smaller corrupted one. He grabbed the corrupted one's arm and mind broadcasted to all Generals. {Assembly hall. Now. Simara, get me there.} He demanded firmly. With no room to disobey. He kept a hand over his bleeding wound. He did in fact get thrown into a tree branch. Goodie. - (PROBABLY WILL add more on the fight scene later lol, I was rushed.) |
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(whew, what a long book) 'General Simara' Adder Simara -x- Adder slipped down from her throne and walked out of the assembly room. Heading towards her chambers, which were found leading off a long hallway that connected to the Sector 2 common room. Adder walked past every student, criticising everyone of them, mostly for not being in Sector 2. Adder walked into the Sector 2 Common room and looked around, everybody was chatting, but the chatter slowed down as soon as she came in. "Well? What are you looking at? Do your work!" She said, pushing past them. Walking into her chambers, she wished to go flying, but she had preparing to do. Then she heard a broadcast in her mind, she knew only one person who could be that strong, General Rouge. She had seen where he was when he spoke to her and teleported. Changing into her dragon form. She looked down at a bleeding General Rouge, and crouched, it was probably best for her to teleport him then fly him back. Adder changed again and pulled a wide arch with her arms, creating a portal. "In" she said, this was going to take a lot of energy, she needed to save her words.
-x- 'Sector leader Simara' Ozark Simara -x- Ozark ran through town, but soon slowed his pace. Girls girls girl, women. Any of them! Not males. He thought, how could one possibly change their taste quickly? Fill their dreams with the opposite sex? Ozark shook his head, he needed to sit down. This was far to confusing for his brain. Ozark walked into the nearest Café and slumped in a chair, hopefully coffee would be a welcome distraction.
-x- 'Student Roger's' Isabella Roger's -x- Bella felt tears sliding down her cheeks, hopefully the Changing crew would show up soon. Bella went still. Their was a last gust of wind at her back. She slowly turned to see the source of the wind, and her eyes meet with large reptile blue eyes. Bella scrambled back and screamed as the dragon, formally known as zaz, raised her claws, lifting the table with extreme force. "Help! Help! Some body help!" Bella sobbed, she wouldn't ever be fast enough to run from this dragon. Bella racked her brain for her previous lessons on newly changed. They couldn't fly. A bonus, but they could still run and breath fire, and eat people. |
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'Sector 2 leader' Juliet Romanov -x- Juliet looked over as she saw a familiar face enter. She smiled slightly and waved at him. "Hey, Ozark, over here." She said, waving him over to her. . 'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien grumbled and dragged the corrupted one through the portal, dropping its body in the assembly room and tightening his hold on his abdomen. He was glaring coldly at anything. He was also very prone to snapping at someone at the moment. He kicked the corrupted one in the head roughly. "Fucking corrupted ones.." He growled out. His shirt was coated in a patch of blood and his hand was dripping with his blood. He was GREAT. JUST. GREAT. |
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Pera- yep haha. Sorry about the novel xD Dwyer Glory stepped a little closer, making sure his eyes were focused on hers. "Hey now, I know that look. Don't be too hard on yourself. I can handle myself, and besides, I needed to be humbled. Don't you remember how I teased you? I got exactly what I asked for, I'm the one that should feel bad. At least my wound is far from the heart; yours... not so much. I'm all right, really, just a bit sore's all." She said gently. When she saw her words register in her eyes, she made her way carefully over to where she dropped her broadsword and bent down to pick it up. Has it always been this heavy? She thought with a grunt, as she hefted it off the ground with some difficulty. I must be more exhausted than I thought. "Could you carry this for me?" She asked Anubis, letting the tip of the large sword rest on the ground. |
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||keres wonder|| she had the shadow penned to the ground without breaking a sweat she had delt whith shadows like this before they started to follow her when she was ten so it wasnt new to her her knife was against the kill spot on this one she found it easily as the way it moved the first time she tried to strike her colored hair was blown by a strong wind put she wasnt fased just waiting for a higher up of somesort to come |
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General Anubis +++ Leo glanced back at Dwyer as she started speaking, looking rather unbelieving at first, but he decided to just accept her words and not say much. "All your words were in good spirit. I hope, anyway." He grinned with a small chuckle, though it was a tiny bit fainter than before. "I'm glad you think you're okay, but you're lifting that sword like it weighs as much as an elephant." He sounded slightly concerned as he took the broadsword from her. "But in my opinion, it was worth the consequences. You fight well." His smile returned as he hefted the sword up to his shoulder easily, letting the flat side rest atop his shoulder. He then started walking back, glancing at her to make sure she was coming. Suddenly a loud broadcasted message split through his mind. He winced, stopping and bringing a hand to his forehead, his ears ringing. "I hate to rush you, but we should hurry a little. I don't think General Rogue is having the best day." He commented, lengthening his strides slightly, yet letting Glory lead the way. As they got to the stairs, he offered his arm. |
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Breezy and Pleasant
