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 Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 6:42 pm
The impact of Reet's tail against Roan's face made a sharp crack as it slapped her, the force sending her head to the side. Instinctively she snapped back at the offending tail and dug her claws into his ankles, holding on as strongly as she possibly could, which Reet seemed determined to make a difficult task. Whether or not they liked it, he was clearly out for blood and to Roan that meant it was perfectly within her rights to do as much physical damage to the dragon as possible.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 6:45 pm
Sunday didn't quite connect as planned, and her legs drove grooves into the hard ground as she landed, still upright as Reet went for her throat.
It was all too familiar, but she had taken out more than one at once, and Reet must already have been worn ragged from the past few hours. No hesitation, not aiming to disable, but to kill, to stop the screaming and the struggling. In the valley, the lines had blurred on both sides of the battle.
Roan already had him by the legs. He wouldn't be fighting much longer. Sunday's arm came up and out, her heavy forearm swinging out in an arc, in line with Reet's throat. The flimsy cone would be meager protection, but perhaps his neck would remain intact.
((No worries, shim. We all know how it is. I'm going to be a rare sight soon, myself.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:13 pm
The blue had no sense of self-preservation. That's just not the way he was told to act. He continued to aim for the gold's throat even though he knew he was beaten. But the cone blocked his view of her claws until the sliced through it and across his own neck.
Blood gushing from his neck, he fell into the muck. He tried to claw at the gold's ankle, but he had lost too much blood. After awhile, without self-preservation, one simply can't attack any longer. The blue closed his eyes, defeated for the second time that day. This time, it was a little more perminant.
((Not dead, but he will be soon unless someone does something. ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:25 pm
((O_O I didn't expect to open his neck up. Someone call 911!))
Sunday's face was obscured in the fountain of blood, and it streaked her hair and drenched her skin as she found herself instinctively clamping a hand over the open wound, wondering if Reet's windpipe had also gone in that blow.
Her expression was unreadable, but her voice was not as strong as she wrapped her arms around the dying blue dragon, meaning to carry him to the lair.
"Roan, let go of him."
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:30 pm
((Yikes! o.o;; Kismet is still at the lair... ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:33 pm
((Let's see if Roan's interests play this out even worse. XD))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:34 pm
((Intense. Thinks poor Reet may need to have a tracheostomy to breath with that damaged windpipe. How come only the girl dragons get to subdue Reet are boy dragons just good for fun?))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:35 pm
Quote: The flimsy cone would be meager protection, but perhaps his neck would remain intact. ((If you didn't mean to open his neck up, what did this mean? :XP: We saw them band together to catch a menace, now let's see what they will do to save him. ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:36 pm
aree ((Intense. Thinks poor Reet may need to have a tracheostomy to breath with that damaged windpipe. How come only the girl dragons get to subdue Reet are boy dragons just good for fun?)) ((The boys just haven't chosen to show up...and Kismet couldn't take him. Well, one good thing about Kismet's current new power, is as long as you don't kill each other off, he should be able to fix up afterwards. ^^;;; ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:38 pm
((Waits in suspense to see what happens. Hope Reet doesn't die though it looks rather bad))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:47 pm
Roan released her hold on the blue, rising slowly and giving the lifeless body a look of disdain. The blood spatters were barely visible on her, except where they'd reached her hair. She took a step back, folding her arms across her chest. They would be better off leaving him to die. He'd hurt enough dragons already.
The gold seemed to have other things in mind though and if she wanted to exhaust herself trying to fight fate, it wasn't Roan's concern.
"You did what was necessary."
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 7:48 pm
((Sylvie could of been very interesting in this situation too ^^ ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 8:13 pm
((Hate to say this but it really is looking bad for Reet. So what happens if your dragon dies in RP do you go to second level rp heaven or hell??))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 8:16 pm
((Hmm...I wonder who told Reet how he was supposed to act. ninja ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 8:48 pm
((*looks about* Soo...is Reet gonna die? o.o;;;;;; ))
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