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"Noooooo," Glory groaned drowsily, refusing to get up much like a child. The smell of food roused her though, or rather sent her stomach slapping her brain awake. What had she eaten the day before...? Not enough, according to her body. Damn that thing, always so needy. She sat up as she heard Leo's ever-quiet footsteps, a smile lighting up her whole face when he came back.

Lucy, being the glutton for bacon she was, hopped off the bed immediately, Chornobyl apparently up and running again. Well, up but not running yet. Glory had a feeling the dog would be running her usual laps as soon as they took her outside. She sat at Leo's feet, her silky black tail beating the floor, as she waited for the command to do a backflip that'd usually be rewarded with bacon.

"I think I'm amazed already, that looks frigging amazing," Glory said, still grinning as she rubbed her eyes. "I feel about as spoiled as Lucy." Who, was still waiting patiently for bacon.

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"Yessssss." Leo replied, smirking triumphantly as she pushed herself upright at the smell of food. It may look like a normal breakfast, but it would taste like a little slice of heaven itself. He glanced down at the needy dog, a low chuckle escaping. He decided there was bacon to spare, and let his mind flit back to what Ronan did- he miraculously remembered, and gave the dog the command to do her ceremonial back-flip. He grinned as she eagerly hopped to it- still impressive as ever- and threw a piece of bacon to her. "Plenty to go around." He said cheerfully, then handed the plate to Glory. "If you think it looks amazing, wait till you taste it. I may be the one to make you believe in heaven on earth." He grinned, waiting expectantly. The eggs were perfectly cooked, obviously, sprinkled with ham, bacon bits, and cheese, all of which was slightly melted onto them. Seasoning also coated them, the perfect mix of many more things than salt and pepper. The bacon was also perfectly cooked- honestly surprising, considering bacon NEVER cooked correctly. Everyone wanted it different, and it was always too crispy or too soft. The sausage had syrup drizzled over it, and the hashbrowns were, you guessed it, cooked to perfection and seasoned. "Honestly, a little longer around this amazing cook and you'll be even more so." Leo stated with a flair of dramatic amazingness, disappearing into the kitchen for his own food and extra bacon for Lucy- she couldn't have TOO much, but she was spoiled, as Glory said.

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Glory let out a small laugh as Lucy did her backflip, such a theatrical dog. How Ronan taught her that, Glory had no idea, but it was impressive. She gladly accepted the plate from Leo, pausing to kiss him lightly as she did so. Upon trying the food, Glory found that yeah, his boasting WAS backed by skill, and a ton of it. It was all abso-fuckin-lutely perfect, in every aspect. Even the bacon was just right, not too floppy but not too crispy. And the frigging sausages, god damn, the syrup was just the cherry on top- it was somehow all the way Glory liked it. (West, you're so mean, it's 10pm and now I'm hungry T-T)

"You keep feeding me like this, I'm gonna be, like, average American fat," Glory teased, already halfway done. Leo was right; this was the only food Glory'd ever eaten that made her actually enjoy eating and want more.

Lucy watched attentively as Leo disappeared, hopefully to get her more bacon, but she knew dogs don't go in kitchens. Dogs go on couches, the floor, the bed, outside, but no kitchens. Thus she waited.

By the time Leo came back, Glory's plate was damn near spotless. Leo'd been so, so right.

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Leo returned with his plate to see that Glory was almost DONE. "Holy flying wallabies, I knew it was good, but yeesh, don't inhale it! You'll choke." He huffed, crossing the room to lean against the bed frame and start on his own food. Delicious as usual. (I am mean, I know hehe. However, It's double sided torture, as now I'm hungry too *sobs* I literally described my perfect breakfast right there. Maybe add in some waffles. Mmmm)

"Oh, we wouldn't want that. And we wouldn't want you to get used to this amazingness. No, every time you eat my food, I want you to appreciate it." He grinned a bit evilly. "Which means these meals are going to be special occasion only." For one, he didn't want to dull her senses too much, and for two, they didn't have time for extravagant meals all the time. "Though, you need to try my spaghetti next. Best damn thing ever." He added in a musing tone, then glanced down at Lucy and tossed a half piece of bacon at her. Ya only live once, and most dogs only lived for 13 or so years, so they'd best be able to enjoy all of it. He had finished his plate in a matter of about a minute, and was going back to gather up more food when he heard a blood curdling scream. Within 2 seconds he had conjured up his normal outfit so he wasn't in neon colors anymore and boots, and had darted out the door. As he moved with surprising swiftness downstairs, he was met with a horrifying sight- a Corrupted holding a bleeding student in its dragon like claws. He let out a roar of Fury and, still in human form, crashed into the Corrupted, sending them flying. He pulled out a dagger and stabbed it through the eye before grabbing the student, now unconscious, and quickly retreating upwards, back to Glory's room. "We have a PROBLEM." He hissed as he set the student on the floor, turned off the burner, cast a sorrowful look at his delightfully prepared breakfast, and fired off a quick explanation. "I saw at least 3 Corrupted, must've been more, all dragon form, infiltrating the heart of Libodon." He stated before disappearing back out the door with the student back in his arms, whom he was taking to the medical center, which was the most fortified place in Libodon

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"No I won't!" Glory protested, "I've been scarfing food like a wolf for at least twenty years now and refuse to stop." Unfortunately true, and while there wasn't really any need to anymore, old habits die hard. (Ohhhhmygod I'm waiting for breakfast right now and waffles sound frigging amazing T-T)

"What? Noooooo," She whined, "you're so mean." As a kid, eating quite literally anything was a special occasion in and of itself, so Glory didn't really mind; it gave her another something to look forward to. "Okay," She agreed, smiling, "though now I know it's gonna be really fuckin good."

Lucy snapped up the bacon happily, licking her lips when it was gone. The missile was apparently almost fully charged.

All of Glory's attention snapped toward the direction of the scream; definitely not good, not good at all. Lucy let out a howl, probably assuming it was another dog, and tried to go with Leo but didn't make it out the door quick enough. Probably because the missile was almost but not quite fully charged.

Glory was on her feet in an instant, quickly swapping her pajamas for a full suit of plate armor. She was just putting on her vambraces and gauntlets when Leo came back with the unconscious student.

"Well shit, this went from a fuckaree to a real fuckarow," Glory grumbled, finishing up with her armor and picking from her new weaponry. She settled for a broadsword in hand, a claymore on her back, a rapier at her hip, and a collection of at least 8 daggers, most of them hidden.

Running downstairs with Lucy right with her, Glory made the quick decision to leave Lucy in the Sector 1 common room, since dogs and combat didn't go together and end well, and if Lucy was left in Glory's room, nobody'd find the dog and Glory wasn't sure how long this'd take. Given Leo's reaction, a safe guess was 'a while'. Fuckarow was right.

Glory quickly found her way to all the commotion, and found several of the most advanced students fighting back, but they weren't enough. One student tried to even the fight by using their dragon form, but being inside severely reduced maneuverability. Breaking into a full sprint, Glory dropped into a slide at the last second, stabbing her broadsword into the Corrupted's underbelly up to the hilt and, with a lot of difficulty - drug the blade through what she hoped were vital organs. She flipped herself into a somersault, landing on her feet on the Corrupted's other side, bright blood raining down on the stone floor. The dragon roared in fury, but choked on its own blood gurgling into its throat, stumbling sideways and collapsing, ribcage heaving without actually getting any oxygen. It'd be a rather slow death, to either bleed out or suffocate, but it was incapacitated at least, blood pouring out of its open jaws.

(gotta stop myself there before I get going too far and write a whole damn novel >>;)

(I frigging loved reading the whole part on the dragon because gruesome murder is so fun xD)

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"I didn't fuckin' want this morning to turn into a fuckarow." Leo growled unhappily. It was supposed to be HAPPY and DELICIOUS and PERFECT. He was NOT supposed to have to protect the students from getting smashed into pulps!

He was glad that Glory put Lucy away- he didn't want the dog getting hurt. Meanwhile, after making sure the student would be fine in the infirmary ans would be taken care of by medics, he rushed back out into the heat of the battle. It seemed the more Corrupted he killed, the more swarmed in. He swung a sword into their head with enough force to completely decapitate one, then went on to switch weapons into his favorite, a mace, spiky and hard and dangerous, and crush another Corrupted's skull into the concrete floor. Even as he did this, three more launched themselves at him, and he saw more coming in. "Where the hell did they all come from!?" He yelped, slitting one's throat, grabbing the horns of another and smashing it into a wall, and mace-ing the last one in the face. Still, more piled in. They must've planned this attack for a while, as there was an overflowing amount of Corrupted swarming Libodon. As claws raked across his back, he twisted around, ready to stab another in the face, when he saw a student about to get crushed in the claws of one of the bigger Corrupted. With a snarl of anger, Leo ripped free and smashed the Corrupted aside with his mace, shoving the student towards the infirmary. "GO." He commanded with a glare, barely managing to spin around before two more Corrupted were on top of him. There were too many, and Leo knew it. All they could do was hold 'em off.

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(You need to be a writer. This whole post was ENRAPTURING. Then again, not many people have the brains that we do xD. Most would he horrified. I thought it was beautiful. Chefs kiss xD)

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Leo switched his mace for a sword in a split second and drove it straight into the chest of a dragon that was barreling towards him, sneering as it shrieked, fell to the side, and clawed at its own scales. This was because his sword had been coated in beautiful scale eating poison. The Corrupted started screaming in pain as it was melted from the inside out. "That's what you get you toad licking stool eating muffin flopping son of a bitch." He growled as the cries slowly ceased and the body went limp. He whirled on another Corrupted, splashing the same poison on its eyeballs and watching with EXTREME satisfaction as the dragon screamed and claws out its own eyes in a desperate effort to get the poison out. Then it collapsed on the ground, writhing in pain. For good measure, he stabbed it in the stomach with his sword before moving on. He found that, when fighting, Glory was MUCH more vocal than him, as he could hear her insults being screamed from across the room. He stabbed a quickly approaching dragon before letting out a snarl of Fury and pain as one of the measly human Corrupted snuck up behind him and stabbed the back of his leg, nearly missing what he guessed was a lot of important arteries and ligaments. He hit them so hard with a mace that they went flying 20 feet back and got impaled on the chandelier- lovely sight. Just as he thought they were getting closer, 16 Corrupted dragons managed to rush into the giant hall. Leo felt himself get stabbed with a dagger, coated in something blue, and immediately, his brain went fuzzy. Anger exploded inside of him as he swung his mace around and literally put a hole through two of the Corrupted skulls, but there were too many, and the last thing he saw was both him and Glory getting grabbed and dragged out before the world. Went. Black.

(awww thank youuu<3 I love writing this kind of stuff too much, I think only fellow horror fans would enjoy it xD)

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Glory stabbed one dragon's hind leg, making any movement impossible. As it spun and tried to swipe at her, she dodged nimbly, taking up a fight with a human Corrupted. This one was slightly better than the last, and Glory was soon just blocking and parrying his attacks, trying not to lose any ground. One hard swing of his, barely blocked, sent painful vibrations ripping up Glory arm and through her shoulder, making the nerves feel like a damn hotwire. Hotwire... When his next attack came, Glory met it with her own blade, but instead of forcing his backward, she just held it there a moment. In an instant, Glory's left hand shot out, grabbing the Corrupted's blade with the speed of a cat. With a snarl, she sent a bolt of electricity down his sword and into his body, watching as the muscles in his arm seized up and he dropped the sword. Glory swiftly kicked it away before knocking the guy flat on his back, the tip of her own blade at his neck. In one quick motion, Glory slit his throat, blood bubbling up and pouring onto the stone floor as he tried in vain to breathe. "How'd that fucking taste, you whoremaster?" She snarled. Glory, when pissed, was VERY vocal; shouting insults seemed to help fuel her anger and keep it concentrated and lethal.

Glory's triumph was soon dulled, however, as something small and sharp pierced the small gaps in her armor. Almost immediately, her senses started to dull, the world growing blurry and sounds coming to her as though she were underwater. Glory howled in frustration, trying to force her body through it and fight it off, continuing to cut down Corrupted- or, try to at least. It was growing increasingly difficult, and her body was starting to respond less to her commands of it. "Shit on a shingle," Glory muttered as darkness forced its way in like the uninvited guest it was. Her grip on her sword loosened, and in one last effort, shoved it in its scabbard at her hip before the world fell away leaving only an all-consuming black in its wake. She was barely aware of being dragged somewhere, and thought fleetingly - and somewhat smugly - about the extra weight of her armor.