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One Tiny Rumor

Jan 10, 2012 23:06

Who: Sparkster and Jon
What: Rumors
Where: The woods near the school
When: Jan 10
Warnings: Hot furry on furry action! Fighting most likely.
( Who's afraid of the big bad wolf? )

jon talbain (darkstalkers)

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jonny_talbain January 11 2012, 20:30:41 UTC

Jon had been spending more nights out in the cold lately. He'd allowed himself a few months to settle into the new school and now, he had to resume his training.

Unlike Max or Knuckles, Jon wasn't terribly interested in weight training. Muscle training of that sort built the wrong sort of muscle for Jon's martial arts disciplines which relied more on speed and precision than mass. He had no adequate sparring partners here yet so he sparred on his own - a form of shadow boxing. He'd start out with some complicated Katas to loosen himself up, then would launch into fight training as though he were attacking and defending from an actual opponent. He had noticed one or two Giant Rat People running from him in terror yes.... but considering they walked upright and spoke with words (....or screamed with words like RUNA AWAY and OH GOD THE WOLVES ARE HERE!) he figured they were citizens and off the menu.

This evening, however, not only had the scent of one attracted his attention, but the sound of it too. Heavy clothing - armor. He was good at remaining unseen in the woods so he watched Sparkster manuever through the undergrowth. He stalked him a ways and watched him finally take a seat.

Curiouser and curiouser.

The air of purpose with which Sparkster had made his way into the woods spoke to Jon. There was a reason this short guy was here. He wasn't wandering for the sake of wandering... no. He was here with a purpose.

It wasn't full moon and Jon was in full command of himself, so, Sparkster didn't have to fear an outright attack. However, Jon was in the mood for a little fun. He slunk away from Sparkster on all fours and then leapt up into a tree as silently as he could. Raising his head to the sky he let out a long, lonesome sounding howl. Scary, Eerie.... perfect for a dark night in the woods. Let's see what the little man made of that.

played_possum January 12 2012, 03:53:10 UTC

Sparkster scrambled to his feet in response. He quickly whipped his sword out and braced himself. The blue gem near the hilt began to shine blue. The blade itself was quickly engulfed in a soft aura of bright blue.

His eyes surveyed the area but save for the spot he was standing in, everything was covered in a blanket of darkness. His ears folded forward, trying to pick up the crackling of twigs, footsteps in the snow, anything that would give his enemy away.

He didn't attack. No, not yet. The cold stopped the flow of his fuel, meaning he couldn't be careless with special techniques. Instead he waited to see what his foe's next move was.

jonny_talbain January 12 2012, 04:07:52 UTC

Yep. That was it. As soon as he saw Sparkster draw the sword at the sound of his howl, he knew why the Opossum was here. He was no stranger to being hunted down in the woods by glory-seekers and so-called Darkhunters. People who thought him an abomination and wanted to purge the world of him and his like.

Well, fine. If that was how this armored guy wanted to play it... that's how it would be played.

He dropped from the canopy, landing not too far from the rocket knight. He was on all fours, low to the ground, a snarl in his throat.

opossumknight January 12 2012, 05:08:45 UTC

A startled gasped escaped his mouth when he saw the large figure land in front of him. So the rumors were true.

"So you reveal yourself," Sparkster hissed, baring a set pointed white teeth. "Why are you here?"

Brazenly, he raised his sword and pointed it Jon.

jonny_talbain January 12 2012, 05:43:59 UTC

"None of your business, Little One..." Jon snarled back, walking closer, still on all fours. He licked his chops noisily, wet tonge slapping against his muzzle.

"And what are YOU doing here, Hmm? I was going to take down a deer or two for dinner but you've saved me the trouble and I'm not above eating rat."

opossumknight January 13 2012, 03:22:23 UTC

Sparkster let out another hiss. Why is everyone calling him a rat?

"You know why I'm here, wolf soldier." he said while taking a step closer.

With that he broke into a sprint. Sparkster charged straight at Jon with his sword up high.

jonny_talbain January 13 2012, 03:42:57 UTC

"Oh! Yes! I've a good idea why you're here! Unfortunately for you, I'm not going to go down to the likes of you!"

Jon waited for Sparkster to get closer before leaping to the side and aiming a kick at the smaller man's side.

"Here's a question for you... what's your sword made of?"

Some, very few and very smart, Darkhunters knew to use Silver weapons on a Werewolf, after all. It would be best to make sure.

played_possum January 13 2012, 04:05:50 UTC

"Ah!"

The kick sent the little opossum tumbling to the forest floor. Almost like a ball he rolled away, falling onto his belly.

"Why does any of that matter?" he growled whilst using his sword to pick himself up.

jonny_talbain January 13 2012, 04:13:56 UTC

"Because! If you're going to try and cut me with that Letter Opener, I've a right to know! Seems fair, doesn't it chum?"

Jon advanced on Sparkster, standing up to his full height, hackles raised, hair puffed out. His eyes let off a yellowish glow in the almost non-existant light present in the forest.

"On your feet!"

played_possum January 13 2012, 04:31:54 UTC

Standing straight, he raised his head upward. Tail uncoiling and feet digging firmly into the ground, his light blue eyes gazed into Jon's. They were full of determination and did not reflect one speck of fear.

"Bronze. Iron. Steel."

jonny_talbain January 13 2012, 04:38:55 UTC

Jon let out a dark sounding chuckle.

"Beautiful. Right then! If you're going to do it, do it. Try and cut me... but be warned. I eat little bastards like you for breakfast, and I mean that quite literally."

He ran his tongue over his teeth for emphasis. Sure, the Opossum was brave, but to Jon's mind he was also a fool to challenge a Wolf in the woods. He had the Home-Team advantage, after all.

played_possum January 13 2012, 05:01:21 UTC

"I'm going to send you running back to your king with your tail between your legs."

It wasn't common for Sparkster to gloat but even with Jon's imposing size and strength, Sparkster felt his years of knighthood and facing large enemies, humanoid and mechanical alike made him someone tough to take down.

"Come at me bro!"

jonny_talbain January 13 2012, 05:23:07 UTC

"And why exactly would you want me to go back to His Royal Majesty King George the sixth?"

King George the Sixth being the last reigning Monarch of make persuasion in Jon's timeline.

"Aaaah... I don't think so, chum. This is your fight. I'm not going to steal your moment from you. You wanted to fight me, you come at me. I'm not going to come to you."

played_possum January 15 2012, 02:36:20 UTC

Who was this King George VI? Was Jon mocking him?

It didn't matter. Sparkster charged straight at him once more.

jonny_talbain January 15 2012, 04:34:28 UTC

This guy sure was a fan of the direct approach. Jon dropped to all fours then leapt lithely over Sparkster, clearing the Knight easily and landing well on the other side of him.

"Oh come now... you must have more to you than direct charges! Give me a little sport at least."

NOW he's mocking you, Sparkster.

played_possum January 16 2012, 03:01:06 UTC

"If you say so!" Sparkster cried out, still running in the same direction. He had no intention of stopping just yet. He continued his sprint, the woods obscuring a clear view of him until he disappeared behind a mess of trees.

The forest became quiet. Only the lonely howl of the wind echoed in the night.

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