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Nightshift 30: Courtyard

Mar 04, 2008 09:44

[[ from here. ]]River landed, flexing her legs so that impact wouldn't damaged them. Already, her head was spinning from the feat, and she had to take a moment to collect herself, huddled in a small pile of girl against the wall she'd just scaled. A simple feat was leaving her heart racing, and her breath came hard for at least five minutes until ( Read more... )

ashton, argilla, river, keman, lucivar, heat, hiei, daemon, kurikara, roland, scar (tlk), hisoka

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theycutitout March 4 2008, 14:58:25 UTC

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demon_beast March 6 2008, 04:47:56 UTC

Argilla jumped down after him, strong fingers gripping onto the wall and lowering herself down, slightly more gracefully than Heat. She had no desire to jar her legs like he had. And wasted movements lost energy and made her more hungry.

She looked around carefully, eyes widening at the sight of the courtyard. More green, and fesh water. Not rain either. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of the area, enjoying it, before another spike of hunger shot through her.

damned_monsters March 9 2008, 00:24:24 UTC

Three-on-three, that was only fair. The bats, who had been perched on the roof of the shed in the corner of the area, spread their diseased wings and took off at the first sign of fresh meat.

There was another fight raging, but that was too chaotic for them to get involved in. These three would do nicely for a light snack -- and, if they were lucky, for a full meal.

Barely giving the two who had hit the courtyard ground time to adjust, two of the bats swept toward each patient, prominent fangs searching for the flesh at their necks.

The third focused on the one who was still on the wall, hoping to knock him down and incapacitate him to make feeding a simpler matter.

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intoindra March 9 2008, 22:56:10 UTC

Well well... Roland had to admit, he'd never expected the kind of chaos that greeted him when he made his way to the top of the wall. Swords, and blood, and so much action that Indra wanted to crawl to the top and charge right into the melee. Roland was already about to jump off the wall before something managed to change his mind ( ... )

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theycutitout March 5 2008, 20:32:23 UTC

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River managed about five and a quarter steps before her legs wouldn't work anymore and she fell in a miserable heap of girl, staining the grass red with the paint - no, it wasn't paint. She could taste her own blood on her lips, and yet her neutral, almost bored expression remained passively present even as her nerves screamed in pain.

Cuts, some more serious that others, marked her entire body, and she was half-certain that she was missing a piece of her ear. The sword that had impaled her leg was a problem too, limiting her mobility as she struggled on to find something even like a safe haven.

Fingers grasped the dirt and the earth as the doll that couldn't stop, wouldn't lay down ever, struggled unsuccessfully thus far to hoist herself to her feet. She wasn't broken yet. Still functional.

36.45% capacity.

hotlittledragon March 5 2008, 21:31:06 UTC

A sword bolted out of the darkness so fast the air around it sang with steel. It would have sliced right through the crumpled girl, a single cut that would sever her head from her spine. Instead, it paused inches from her face, wearily respectful if its master's wishes.

Maybe it was River's luck that Amenomurakumo was the less violent of the pair.

"You shouldn't be crawling around on a night like this, little one. Return to your room. If you go back the way you came right now I will not harm you."

theycutitout March 6 2008, 00:24:46 UTC

River slowly raised her head to meet the steel, or rather face it with eyes that had long-since glazed over from the pain and the ambivalence of it all. The sword that had pieced her leg had vanished, and the one she faced now was much larger. It glinted in the night, glinted and sparkled and cut. It always cut.

The girl, the little one, looked up at him. She couldn't speak, wouldn't yet, but she looked at him, curious and amused and hateful and somehow forcing it all to mesh into nothing. He would receive no answer. There was nothing more to say. She couldn't crawl back. It would end poorly.

eyrien_prick March 6 2008, 03:21:19 UTC

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Lucivar landed on his feet with ease though his satisfaction at retaining his balance was short lived as he saw the young girl at his feet looked familiar. "River?" he said before glancing up to see a person standing across from her. He growled, the sight of the girl crumbled on the floor pushing him close to the killing edge.

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stray_shinigami March 7 2008, 05:01:45 UTC

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Renji hit the ground surprisingly lightly, what with Artemis tucked under his arm. Then again, he was used to doing this to Rukia whenever he had the chance. Because it pissed her off.

Without pause or hesitation, he sprinted to the door...

daddyslilkiller March 8 2008, 00:14:08 UTC

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Omi paused on top of the wall, eyes going a bit wide at the fight in the courtyard. He hadn't been expecting that, but hey, at least there was a straight shot from the corner of the wall to the door. Which was happily already open. Score.

He jumped down, waiting just long enough to make sure his team was following, before heading for the door. Hopefully, no one would feel the need for heroics tonight.

((out of the frying pan, into the fire))