Nightshift 25: Soccer/Recreational Field

[0bnoxious]

[from here]

After closing the door silently behind him, Albel headed further outside as he kept his eyes perked for any noises. For as far as he could see without a flashlight, the field was still empty. No Triangle-face, no monsters, no stupid distractions. GoodThe maggot still had to show up, it seemed. But the Elicoorian was early

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[bigshotbarret]

Barret had taken the entire day to himself, to calm the raging, bloodthirsty thoughts that were beginning to run through his mind. He needed silence for the day, away from any and all distractions. He was close to ripping the head clean from his nurses' body had she remained in his presence a few moments longer when he banished her from his company. He would not need escorting that day--he didn't plan to leave the room.

He had scribbled in his notepad, slept, beat his fists against the floor until the joints in his entire body ached. He was suffering from contained rage and cabin fever. Had he released himself out for the day, he'd end up making way more enemies than friends. While at any other point in his life he wouldn't really care, this would be a bad situation to find oneself at the shitty end of a patients' stick.

He was brought his dinner, devoured it, and jet straight out of his room when the click of the door hit his alert ears. With equipment in tow, he stayed close to the shadows and out of sights of enemies and patients' alike--he just wasn't in the mood to protect anyone. Thoughts of his daughter, of Tifa and Cloud and all close to him ran relentlessly across his mind as he kept his eyes peeled for clues and foes.

Wallace too, noticed the brawl within the field as he arrived at the scene, his eyes narrowed in wonder. As he scanned what else was present, his gaze settled upon a familiar man...and the enemy of rabies carrying mutts he was about to deal with. A mixture of shock and confusion hit him. Cloud died at least once, and then went MIA, apparently dying AGAIN according to Tifa. And now here he was...about to face off against two hungry looking dogs.

Well Barret wasn't about to allow his comrade go down like that. Keeping as silent as possible, he began to trot toward the scene, flashlight in hand off as he readied his metallic fist for battle. He was itching to take out his rage on something...and this was the perfect opportunity. Fuck with his friend? Not if Barret Wallace could help it.

[damned_monsters]

The dogs saw the blade and snarled, their ears flattening against their heads as they leaped forward. Their speed, agility and sharp teeth were their greatest weapons, and they quickly closed the distance between themselves and Cloud. One dog, snarling and putrid, snapped at Cloud's legs, leaping from side to side as it came to avoid the brandished weapon. The other circled to the back and attacked from behind, snapping at his heels.

Then they suddenly jumped back when they heard the distinctive sound of someone running toward them - someone large. It seemed another person was going to join their fight. The first mutt turned and raced toward Barret, snarling and aiming for his throat while the second one kept at Cloud, hoping to take out his legs.

[1mperturbable]

Cloud held his blade at the ready, watching as he was closed in on. He shifted his weight fluidly, rounding as the blade shifted behind him to knock away the attack to his legs from the first dog before sliding over to knock away the second easily. He jumped a short distance forward as he turned to face both the dogs and whomever was happening upon him.

His blade froze as he spotted a familiar face, a small sigh of relief leaving him. So, he was not alone. If Barret was here, then perhaps there were others as well.

The blade in his hand swung down to parry the next attack by the dog that stayed on him, and he moved his legs to walk forward towards Barret. “It is good to see a familiar face,” he murmured softly before turning abruptly and slashing fast and hard at the dog hounding him.

[bigshotbarret]

Wallace easily anticipated the attack happening upon him, and brought the closed metal fist to the dogs' jaw as it's snarling fangs closed in on his throat. Taking the bottom end of the flashlight in his grasp, he used it to simultaneously strike outward toward the beasts' chest to knock it off balance mid-air. These animals hunger didn't come close to comparing to the rage in his heart.

Only happening a glance upon his old friend, he kept the majority of his attention trained on the foes before them as he neared the blond in his charge.

"Looked like you could use a hand," he replied with a faint grin, "Let's bring these fuckheads down like ol' times."

[damned_monsters]

The dog leaped back when Cloud struck out at it and growled, baring its fangs as it watched its pack mate. Barret's punch hit the dog in the face and it yelped, falling to the ground. The creature was hurt, but not down and it rolled to its feet, spitting saliva and blood onto the ground. Both dogs paused for a moment before throwing their heads back and howling long and low. The sound was unlike a normal dog, chilling to the bone and garbled as if blood were bubbling in its throat. The first dog backed up a little and a more sinister look came upon its face - almost as if it were smirking. These two were a challenge, and that meant they needed reinforcements.

From the darkness, three pairs of red eyes, glowing like red fire appeared and began to advance. In a flash, the five dogs were on them, jaws snapping at legs and arms.

[1mperturbable]

Glancing over at Barret, Cloud nodded his head a little to the all too familiar words. He shifted the blade in his grip as the dog on him withdrew a little, risking to step back to where he could cover Barret’s back much more easily. “Maybe when we get out of this, you can explain a few details to me. I seem to be missing a few things.”

He tilted his head to the side as it appeared that they would have to deal with multiple opponents, not that he was terribly concerned. He set his sights on the one he had originally been fighting and leapt over the snapping jaws aimed at his legs, flipping in the air so that he could get in behind the rabid animals.

Bringing his makeshift sword to arms, he slashed at the flanks of one. He shifted his weight to make an easy step to catch the other and run it through with his blade.

[bigshotbarret]

Barret didn't have much time for a response as the animals charged other than a very perplexed expression to his visage caused by the words of his comrade. More like HE needed to explain a few details to BARRET. Such as where the hell he's been for the last few days. But such inquires had to wait as the attack commenced, and his focus zeroed in on the nearest of his foes.

The first dog that approached was much too close for comfort. This was to be remedied by a swift backhand to it's chomps, the metal arm used like a club rather than an appendage. God, if only he had the ability to function the gun of his arm. The irony of his life really; how he wanted to be rid of it for so long after the near destruction of Gaia only to wish for it's use in a time of trouble. Grass truly was always greener on the other side.

His body tensed, grip tight around the flashlight as he held it like a weapon, ready to jab it into the next lucky dog to approach him with deadly intentions, but was prepared to dance with the mutts were they to change tactics. He wasn't about to be anyones' dinner.

[damned_monsters]

The dog leaped to the side, sustaining a shallow wound to its flank, and charged at Cloud again when he moved to attack another of its pack. Wild animals were used to fights and wild dogs were especially ferocious, but that didn't mean they were at an advantage. The two humans were armed and dangerous. Taking the blow to the face, the dog attacked Barrett yelped and all of them backed off again.

They circled and three of them attacked again, stopping at the last second as the other two leaped forward aiming for their throats. Their own blood was driving them mad, and the the other three went for the legs - a simultaneous attack.

[1mperturbable]

His short blade shifted over his shoulder to knock the dog at his back away as it came at him from behind. He shifted his weight to the side to avoid the jaws incase they were determined to make a connection, especially since he was used to a heavier blade that normally knocked an opponent flying. This would require more of his strength to have the same effect.

Watching the animals circle them. Cloud narrowed his eyes a little as he watched how their muscles moved. They would attack again. He shifted his weight forward on his feet and leapt upwards, twisting in the air at the one that had been aiming at his throat. He swung his blade out with deadly accuracy at the animal’s throat as he drew his legs up to move them out of range of attack.

Flipping over, he landed solidly and fell downwards into a balanced crouch. His blade again whipped out to make a blow against a dog in his range before he rose to his feet again.

[bigshotbarret]

It always amazed Barret how Cloud could move so fluidly...like some queer gymnast or something. He caught his acrobatics with his peripheral vision as he kept his attention trained on the multiple enemies headed his way with the intention to make him bleed. He was satisfied with his blow he landed earlier, but lucky strikes weren't going to get them out of this, and he was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to outrun them. Besides, starving creatures don't give up easily. His strength in all this was his size and brute force. It felt odd to be reliant on something other than bullets, though he was no stranger to busting head with his palms. It was just that this time, he had little choice in the matter.

Steeling himself against the inevitable, he let forth a primal scream of rage and ferocity, staring the dogs dead in the eyes as he reached to grip the nearest animal by the fur at it's neck with his metallic arm and left it from the ground, feeding on the adrenaline rush while using the flashlight in his hand to fend off any oncoming bites to his throat. When one approached his legs, he didn't hesitate to toss the balls of his slippered foot right into the bottom of it's open jaws. Dog wouldn't be in a very right state of mind if it severed it's own tongue.

[damned_monsters]

One of the dogs fell bleeding, the blade having struck home - not at the throat, but on the chest. The animal limped back and barked like it was trying to dislodge something from its throat, before turning burning crimson eyes on its attacker. The other dog, however, was quick and it saw the blade coming. It shifted at the last second and sank its fangs into Cloud's shoulder, its back paws hitting his back as it tried to rend the flesh with its teeth.

The dog attacking Barret, however, wasn't as lucky. The kick hit home, but didn't get the tongue as he hoped. Still, the creature was dazed and it backed off, stumbling as it went. The other dog yelped when Barret caught its scruff, which was less fur and more muscle and bone. It twisted and tried to snap at Barret's arm, wanting to be released.

The two remaining dogs, one bleeding at the chest, looked at each other for a moment, then split up and descended on the two patients. The injured creature went for Cloud, aiming for his throat again. The other dog rammed into the dazed one and used it as a launching pad toward Barret's back again.

[1mperturbable]

Jerking backwards as he felt teeth meet with flesh, Cloud turned his head to size up the animal attached to his left shoulder. He twisted gracefully around and used the position to his advantage to jam the blade in his right hand into the animal's exposed side.

He shrugged off the injury by rolling his shoulder, ignoring the pang of pain. He had been hit with much worse, and such injuries hardly slowed him down either.

Regarding the dog he had already hit once, he watched it come at him, lifting an eyebrow at its intentions. He flicked blood off the blade before launching forward himself, meeting the animal and parrying the jaws away before sliding the blade downwards to finish the job he had started.

[bigshotbarret]

Barret didn't waste any of his opportunitys. With the dog firmly in his grasp, he summoned his strength to hurl the animal into the already stunned one, looking to take out two birds with one stone. The attack on his back wasn't entirely unexpected, although it was more than a bit bothersome. He felt the claws dig mercilessly into his back, a sharp pain beginning to crawl through his skin. While easily ignored, he knew the dogs' teeth were soon to follow.

Reaching behind him with his now free metal arm, he grapped at the dog, aiming blindly for his neck with the intention to simply add the mutt to the pile he already formed with the other two dogs, thrusting his body weight forward to aid in the process of removal. A short glance to Cloud told him he didn't need to worry too much about his comrade, seeing as he was taking care of himself pretty nicely as he usually did.

[damned_monsters]

The dog dug its teeth back into Cloud's shoulder, refusing to let go despite the blade stuck into its side. It snarled against the pain and its claws shredded Cloud's back as it tried to regain its footing. It was bleeding heavily from the wound and so it tried to inflict the same amount of pain in return.

Cloud's blade descended, but the other dog twisted at the last second, taking the blow to the shoulder instead. It was crippled now, but angry and snapped its head around, biting at Cloud's arm and hand.

The two dogs collided square on when Barret threw it, and they laid on the ground for a moment before the thrown animal carefully climbed to its feet. The other lay unmoving, legs crushed by the weight of its comrade. A worthy sacrifice - the other dog was alive. It shook its head and growled at Barret, leaping for his throat again.

The one on Barret's back barely got a bite in, a shallow yet large wound, when that cursed metal arm descended and grabbed its neck. It yelped as its teeth were ripped from the flesh, claws raking down Barret's back as it was forcibly removed.

[1mperturbable]

Grunting softly in pain as claws tore at the thin material covering his back, Cloud looked back at the dog that was still stubbornly attached to his shoulder. He reached over his shoulder with his left hand slowly, getting a grip on the animal’s scruff as he moved the blade around to get it between his shoulder and the dog. He lifted the blade quickly as he held firm, attempting to slit the animal’s throat and ending its struggled determination.

He shifted his feet away from the other dog that was snapping at him, avoiding the jaws. It was crippled, and he doubted that it could retreat. He thought it best to also ease the suffering and swung his makeshift blade down at the dog’s neck. He made to cleave straight through with a one-handed blow, using all of his strength and speed on the crippled dog.

His back ached, and he idly hoped that he would not have to find bandages for himself. Maybe Barret had one, especially since it appeared that his companion might need a little patching up as well. So much for a casual conversation like old times.

[bigshotbarret]

The flesh ripped from his back, but it was an instantly passing memory as the other animal charged for his throat yet again. A moments' hesitation was going to leave him mortally wounded, and the dog in his grasp was giving a rightful struggle. Balancing himself, he threw part of his weight into an uppercut toward the oncoming jaws with the flashlight in hand. Directly afterward, he pulled the mutt at his back forward to collide downward with canine in mid-air.

He distantly felt the blood at his back run down in rivers, his shirt torn probably beyond repair as he felt a dying breeze against his bare skin. One thought ran through his mind at this point--he was gonna be pissed if he got rabies.