Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Jan 3, 2013 22:20:13 GMT -5
On the way to see Aqua for our usual weekly get together I stop, my spine shuddering as a smell drifts up to me. Like the gates to Hell have fallen open and are now leaking out its source know as evil has just happened before my eyes, I can feel it coming on... Almost as definitely as the dancing music in my head begins. I am more than well armed today, this could prove to be boring, or maybe this could prove to be stupid.
Despite the odds that bounce around my mind I make a snap decision, send Neku a text. He may wonder why I'm such in a pain filled situation if I don't... besides... this feels big... bigger than it should...
I thought we solved this mess!
Anyways I also ask him to not interfere, to not send help, but he can if he wants... Just not to come himself... Better to keep his damn truth a secret a bit longer...
Then, I can feel it, I can feel the notes tumbling and shaping themselves into words.
I can taste it... A dragon! Tainted, tainted, tainted...!
Humming to myself I close my eyes as the worlds over lap, normal sounds ripping themselves away as birds intelligently fly away. The ground itself crying as it shivers and changes, the air becoming different to me. And when my eyes open they have changed.
One green eye glows with rage while one yellow-gold one flickers with fury. My blond locks flutter past my vision, but they have changed, become black and I smirk with teeth that are perfectly aligned. My wrist flicks and a knife slides into my awaiting hand. My deadly gaze watching as the lessers scramble forward to face the new world, in their way is one single and vicious defender of the weak.
Their black-brown eyes glint with primitive instinct and forked tongues flick out, tasting the air. These are but shadows, underlings, simple minded creatures covered in mud brown scales and with sharp, unkempt claws. Some of them have horns and wings while others are just winged.
Little, small, primitive dragonlings. Demons of the night, creatures of fright.
I hate them.
With a passion that cuts so deep I rush forth, tossing my knife into one's left eye as they raise their heads. Finally they notice me and snap at my thin legs with powerful jaws, but I am more so powerful. A foot connects a scaled nose and a few jump at me from a forming circle.
One a dodge, another I cut down with a knife from my other sleeve, but the last lands on its mark. Pain. Sickeningly sweet and massively displeasing, wracks my body. Their teeth sinking into my shoulder, claws trying to scramble for purchase on my side clad in silk.
I don't cry out, just pry it from me and throw it onto the fray, the mass. Too many of these damn things to count. Now some of them have sharp fans on their backs as well. Spikes. And some attack some smaller ones for no reason.
Ugh...
Demons!
Kicking another away from me I feel the music kicking up in pace.
Let me in, let me in... I can protect you...
Liar, you only hurt people!
It whispers sweetly to me as I stab another small lizard in its gut, growling under my breath. These things will die, Die, DIE! And I can do this all myself thank you very much!
Dragging my first knife from the first downed I slice at an on coming air assault.
I can do this.
I can win this...
Just need to focus!
Heh... yes, focus, Namine... Focus on the goal...
Damn music, go away!
Another dragon.... lizard.... whatever jumps onto my back and begins biting at my neck. Now I scream. Oh no, no, no! Get off me! And I try to throw it off...
Despite the odds that bounce around my mind I make a snap decision, send Neku a text. He may wonder why I'm such in a pain filled situation if I don't... besides... this feels big... bigger than it should...
I thought we solved this mess!
Anyways I also ask him to not interfere, to not send help, but he can if he wants... Just not to come himself... Better to keep his damn truth a secret a bit longer...
Then, I can feel it, I can feel the notes tumbling and shaping themselves into words.
I can taste it... A dragon! Tainted, tainted, tainted...!
Humming to myself I close my eyes as the worlds over lap, normal sounds ripping themselves away as birds intelligently fly away. The ground itself crying as it shivers and changes, the air becoming different to me. And when my eyes open they have changed.
One green eye glows with rage while one yellow-gold one flickers with fury. My blond locks flutter past my vision, but they have changed, become black and I smirk with teeth that are perfectly aligned. My wrist flicks and a knife slides into my awaiting hand. My deadly gaze watching as the lessers scramble forward to face the new world, in their way is one single and vicious defender of the weak.
Their black-brown eyes glint with primitive instinct and forked tongues flick out, tasting the air. These are but shadows, underlings, simple minded creatures covered in mud brown scales and with sharp, unkempt claws. Some of them have horns and wings while others are just winged.
Little, small, primitive dragonlings. Demons of the night, creatures of fright.
I hate them.
With a passion that cuts so deep I rush forth, tossing my knife into one's left eye as they raise their heads. Finally they notice me and snap at my thin legs with powerful jaws, but I am more so powerful. A foot connects a scaled nose and a few jump at me from a forming circle.
One a dodge, another I cut down with a knife from my other sleeve, but the last lands on its mark. Pain. Sickeningly sweet and massively displeasing, wracks my body. Their teeth sinking into my shoulder, claws trying to scramble for purchase on my side clad in silk.
I don't cry out, just pry it from me and throw it onto the fray, the mass. Too many of these damn things to count. Now some of them have sharp fans on their backs as well. Spikes. And some attack some smaller ones for no reason.
Ugh...
Demons!
Kicking another away from me I feel the music kicking up in pace.
Let me in, let me in... I can protect you...
Liar, you only hurt people!
It whispers sweetly to me as I stab another small lizard in its gut, growling under my breath. These things will die, Die, DIE! And I can do this all myself thank you very much!
Dragging my first knife from the first downed I slice at an on coming air assault.
I can do this.
I can win this...
Just need to focus!
Heh... yes, focus, Namine... Focus on the goal...
Damn music, go away!
Another dragon.... lizard.... whatever jumps onto my back and begins biting at my neck. Now I scream. Oh no, no, no! Get off me! And I try to throw it off...