Devon, Caim, Angelus
Caim looked at the bard with a mixture of shock and confusion, barely able to 'say',
Angelus smirked, and gave Caim a pat on the shoulder, "What he means to say is 'thank you'. Just knowing she's alive and functioning on a cognitive level is a relief enough. Now, what was this about sneaking her in and out?"
Garm | Rugal | Teri
"...Go on...You can tell me...What's the issue? Is it that Angel?"
Teri shook her head, [color=0E59E4]
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"That and it's rude to not look at someone when you're talking to them..."
The Cleric sighed, and forced herself to look up from her faithful companion's fur and at Rugal; the feelings she was trying to hide showing through a badly made smile, [color=0E59E4]
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AIM: Med Bay <- Seriously, I think this RP has a Med-Bay fetish
"What the?! Furiae, stay back!"
Drawing his blade, Inuart charged at the beast, bringing a wave of ice down on it before following up with a slash to it's face.
As this went on, Furiae found herself doing her best to get out of the bed quickly, but before she could find a proper place to hide from the monsters, a scream came from behind. Whirling around, she could already see another of the beasts had begun feasting on the other patients. Shaking in fear, she looked down to the gauntlets, and wondered if... Maybe.. Just maybe... Looking to Inuart, she shouted, "Inuart, you said my other side helped you, yes?!"
Inuart grunted as he stopped a blade from piercing his side, and threw it back at the creature. With a scowl, he answered, "She did! Now, why do you ask?"
Before he could get a proper answer out of his lady love, he heard the sound of cloth tearing, visceral... something and a crunching noise. After dealing a final blow to the creature before him, he whirled around to see her again, still growing out into her 'proper' form as crescents of light and spectral swords impaled another of the creatures as the bracers lay on the floor. With a hanging jaw, Inuart could only mutter, "Furiae..?"
Caim looked at the bard with a mixture of shock and confusion, barely able to 'say',
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"... You would do that? Even though you know damn well wherever she's being held is packed to the teeth full of guards? Hmn. I can't say I'm not impressed, Author. You've got guts."
Garm | Rugal | Teri
"...Go on...You can tell me...What's the issue? Is it that Angel?"
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"I'm perfectly fine! Garm's just fuzzy! I like the sensation..."
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"Madam, that's your poorest lie to date... Not counting for the onions."
"That and it's rude to not look at someone when you're talking to them..."
The Cleric sighed, and forced herself to look up from her faithful companion's fur and at Rugal; the feelings she was trying to hide showing through a badly made smile, [color=0E59E4]
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"The Angel? Oh no, he just had to go back to work...What I'm a bit upset about-
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"A gross understatement for the day..."
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"Can it, Dimitri... Anyways, I made a big mistake. Something I can't fix, even with Writing. Remember when I brokered the Fates in order to unbind all those I write for? I said: 'I have bound several individuals to my fate, and I would like them to have the freedom to make fate their own.' However... That worked a little too well, and it's spread to my homeworld... Do you understand what I'm getting at?"
AIM: Med Bay <- Seriously, I think this RP has a Med-Bay fetish
"What the?! Furiae, stay back!"
Drawing his blade, Inuart charged at the beast, bringing a wave of ice down on it before following up with a slash to it's face.
As this went on, Furiae found herself doing her best to get out of the bed quickly, but before she could find a proper place to hide from the monsters, a scream came from behind. Whirling around, she could already see another of the beasts had begun feasting on the other patients. Shaking in fear, she looked down to the gauntlets, and wondered if... Maybe.. Just maybe... Looking to Inuart, she shouted, "Inuart, you said my other side helped you, yes?!"
Inuart grunted as he stopped a blade from piercing his side, and threw it back at the creature. With a scowl, he answered, "She did! Now, why do you ask?"
Before he could get a proper answer out of his lady love, he heard the sound of cloth tearing, visceral... something and a crunching noise. After dealing a final blow to the creature before him, he whirled around to see her again, still growing out into her 'proper' form as crescents of light and spectral swords impaled another of the creatures as the bracers lay on the floor. With a hanging jaw, Inuart could only mutter, "Furiae..?"