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| A cold desert night.. |
| (2012-11-21 - 2012-11-23) |
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| Katyna | Katyna, or rather, Ember as she is called in this visage, wanders through the outskirts of the city on a cold winter night. It's amazing how cold it can get, even here in the desert. Travelling through the city has trickled to a slow crawl during the late night hours, which makes picking people off a lot easier for Ember's heartless minions. Which is exactly what she is doing at the moment, strengthening her starving heartless by letting them loose on stragglers on the outskirts of the city, where the homeless huddle in slums and in lonely alleys. Easy pickings for the heartless who wash over them like a dreaded locust, picking them off one by one, while Ember watches on.. How sad, these weak, pathetic people. She does not lift a hand to help them, although she is quite interested to see if any of them are worthy enough to join her ranks. Sadly, it seems very few have any strength left to fight. What a pity.. |
| Sassaral | Now what might a little wolf be doing out in the cold reaches of night.. beyond the warmth and safety of Fluorgis..? Why, doing what all good samaritans and/or healers do... helping the downtrodden! Bearing blankets and a cure spell or two, Sassaral has taken a stroll into the fringe of the slums. Go figure, too.. that she came along right in the middle of a... w--what... what is THIS? Why, the small ramshackle community is being accosted by... what /are/ those? Little dark beings... overwhelming the terrified souls. Sassaral, alarmed and in it too deep now to run away, has taken cover in one of the alleyways. With her happen to be two of the other homeless individuals who tried to flee the hungry heartless that have been sicced upon them so ruthlessly. When the moment is right, Sassaral tries to coax them out of hiding and into a dead run. Instinct takes over.. her inner wolf.. "Go! Go, go... run!" She cries out, and the two terrified girls take off from the alleyway at a fierce clip. Sassaral follows them, her hair bannering behind her small body. What a bad night for a mercy visit. |
| Katyna | Ember watches as the heartless continue to attack the weak homeless people and sighs, looking rather bored. "Come on then, are y'all just gonna stand there and give up? Show me some spirit!" Ember eyes narrow, stepping towards them. "Give me a reason not to let you all die. Afterall, that's only fair game.." She smirks, a slightly impish smirk then, although it is marred by darkness as she watches in quiet fascination as the heartless devour the very hearts of the people that they kill. But then suddenly, some strange girl appears, and starts to help some of the people to escape! How...Rude! "Hey you..Quit that, already! Let them fend for themselves!" And she starts to head towards the girl at a determined pace. |
| Sassaral | "Hey!" Trills a girl's voice amidst the fray. Having sheparded only two of the victims away, there is only Sassaral left to speak for herself. And speak she does, in an unexpected show of vehemence! When normally she is so gentle, and sweet...! But not now, because she is pissed! Again, that's the wolf talking.... as far as she is concerned, these homeless souls are a pack... and that pack is jeopardized. "Stop that! Any minute now you'll be caught!" Sassaral hollars at 'Ember', her eyes wide and upset but her voice incensed. Part of her wonders why she is being so stupid; the other is just raw instinct. Her chest heaves with a deep breath as she stands her ground and clenches her fists at her hips. She is but a small girl in a loose red dress.. what harm could she do? "Leave them alone!" The werewolf hollars, unreasonably angry. |
| Katyna | Flame red eyes narrow, sweeping her black cloak around her shoulders as she takes slow, deliberate steps towards the girl. "'Leave 'em alone', you say?" She chuckles, shaking her head. "Now, why would I wanna do that? If they aren't strong, they have no worth to me...Afterall, if they cant even fight or defend themselves, what are they good for?" Another step is taken towards the girl, and the heartless scuttle around to surround Sassaral. "You however, I see a fire within you. I wonder if you've got what it takes, to stand out from the rest? I'll bet your heart is stronger than the rest." Strong enough to be a princess of heart perhaps? Or....? She smirks, glancing around as the people continue to run away from the heartless, and she holds up a hand to Sassaral. "Alright, if you will show me your strength, show me the power of your heart, if you are that determined to protect these people, then I will let them go..In exchange for your own life." Slowly she draws her sword, pointing it at the girl. "I wonder, are you really so honorable, that you would be willing to sacrifice yourself for the good of all these people..These total strangers? Heh, I'll even give you a fair duel, a chance to defend yourself. If you win, I'll pull back these heartless and they wont bother these people, this night. Whaddaya say?" |
| Sassaral | "They're good for everything! You have no right to classify them otherwise!" Sassaral barks out, in the direction of the cloaked woman. She doesn't even have time or sense to gauge her OWN behavior! Often one to avoid conflict, Sassaral loathes to see such wanton destruction of life.. especially those who cannot fight back, due to being so destitute. That, and her inner wolf is holding the reigns now. Teeth clenching, the small girl actually musters a growl from the base of her throat as something can be seen flitting back and forth beneath the hem of her skirtpiece. What can she do now? In this guise? Her heart pounds away in her ribcage, her brows furrow. It looks like Sassaral, who has been the butt of so much rescuing.. may have to be the one DOING the rescuing..! Of all people.. /Sassaral/...! But with no weapons.. very little offensive magic... what /can/ she do now? Aside from provide a distraction...? "I'm not afraid of death, lady," Sassaral snarls, her voice raucous and her golden gaze hot. "Leave these people alone.." She says again, reaching into her pocket to draw forth..... a magical rune? A knight? A weapon?! ... no.. a pocket mirror. |
| Katyna | "Good for everything, you say?" She frowns, shaking her head, "and how would you know that? Do you know how many lives were wasted in the past, protecting those who were just like these people? Weak people? But tell me something, why would you risk your life to save them, knowing they probably wouldn't do the same for you? what could you possibly get out of that?" 'Ember' continues to watch the girl curiously, finding it strange that this waiflike creature would so boldly make those statements, standing up for these weak fools whose lives would be so much better served up to the heartless as fodder..Than continunig to live their pathetic little lives. "Hmm.." She smiles, rubbing her chin, "such bold words from such a little girl, but I wonder, if you're really up to the challenge? As I said, if you can prove your worth, I'd be happy to let them go.." Well now, this would almost be sad, but she at least likes a fair fight. "Come on then, draw your weapon! What are you waiting for?" And then she pulls out... A mirror? The heck!? |
| Sassaral | "I like to pay things forward. I was saved once. I loved that feeling. These people deserve that chance too." Sassaral says lowly.. nevermind that she may very well fall as a result of her wolf's foolishness. She does not want to even /admit/ to this woman what she gets out of this. Inwardly, Sassaral feels pride; she thinks of how proud her family would be of her! This woman does not deserve to hear about so tender a thought! Saying little else, Sassaral holds up her weapon of choice.. and looks into it. Why, what's this girl doing?! Checking her make-up? Fixing her hair?! .. if /only/. There is an abrupt flash of light, then; subtle at first.. followed by a white-hot burst of stark brilliance that envelops Sassaral's small body. Her 5'3" frame seems to... grow a bit, height-wise, to roundabouts 5'6". But the REAL change here is in how her pretty face lengthens, her neck thickens... her arms thicken with cords of muscle, and so too do her legs.. her midsection.. /everything/. And fur...? Fur?! Covers her head-to-toe. That coy tip of a tail bursts from the hem of her dress like a bottle brush, and with a guttural /snarl/ this waif changes into a hulking frickin' wolf that stands on it's hind legs... And with a baleful glare in ember's direction, pulls back her lips from her muzzle and roars loudly! |
| Katyna | Ember smirks, fiery eyes sparkling with amusement. "Heh, is that so? Well, so was I..By a shadow lord. I learned that all those people I cared about in my life wasted their lives, protecting the weak, losing their lives senselessly because of it. What was the point? Will you share the same fate? And for what..." And then suddenly her form changes..Into something a bit more ferocious! Ember should probably be frightenned, but instead a wide grin spreads over her face. "Now that's quite impressive! You'd do well in the ranks of the heartless!" she cocks her finger towards the wolf girl, "Come on then, show me what you're made of!" Even as she speaks, Ember prepares a spell of her own, showering her body in darkness and flame, empowering and shielding herself. |
| Sassaral | In this form, the werewolf Sassaral is left inclined to speak! With her animal-white fangs now bare, she tosses her head back and manages another vocalisation: a long, trilling howl! She gives her head a quick shake, the long ponytails hanging from the back of her head and from between her cocked ears shaking behind her torso. A light, similar to that which transformed her, continues to shimmer along the she-wolf's body... pulsing at the tip of what may as well be every hair as she seems to be 'willing' something into herself. Another form of magic, it seems...? The corded muscles along her limbs, and that which pulses in her chest and abdomen, seem to grow taut with readiness as the werewolf shores up her strength. Like a spring letting go, the bunched muscles in her thighs release and the transformed Sassaral flings herself in the direction of Ember before the knightess can even finish her taunt! Luckily, though... after Ember buffs herself. In true wild beast fashion, if she can get in close enough to savage Ember, Sassaral attempts to send one large, claw-tipped mitt at the woman's left shoulder with intent to gore! :E |
| Katyna | Suddenly she transforms into a wolf, lunging at Ember with tooth and claw and Ember welcomes the attack, looking forward to first blood as she crosses her arms and sword in front of her to defend the attack. It's not too damaging, but it does force her backwards a good deal, causing her to stumble into a nearby wall that scrapes her armour but leaves no lasting damage. "Heh, sassy little thing, arent you? Lady Maleficent would be intrigued with you as a minion.." in turn, she lunges at the wolf, slashing three times, high, middle, low, sword blazing with fire as she attempts to draw energy out of the wolf, then unleashes several balls of fire at her from her sword. "But I wonder, how much punishment you can take!" |