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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 14 2006, 08:07 PM (514 Views) | |
| Noel | Sep 14 2006, 08:07 PM Post #1 |
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Tigre/ Were-Tiger
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Everything hurt. Noel groaned and rolled on to her back, knowing she had to get moving and knowing she had to catch the bastered that had done this. She stood uo and her legs almost gave out from under her. She grabbed on to one of the near statues and hoisted herself up, her body screaming in protest. "Ohh, is the kitty hurt?" She growled and looked around. She couldnt be careless and she had to find him. She searched for his scent, Her was Tiger, like her. And also like her, he was increibilly dominate and he wanted to rule her pride. He had come to the cafe earlier that day to proposition Noel to let him be her Tigra Mele, but she had no need for one. Hell, she was tempted to tell Zarick about it, but agreement or not, this was still her Pride, not his. She straightened back up just in time to receive a blow to the mouth. She tasted blood before she hit the ground and spun so she landed in a crouch. He laughed and watched her for a moment. "This is pathetic. I was hoping for a better battle from you, Tigra." He started forward, slowly as if to prolong it. Noel growled and glared at him. "The only reason you are beating me is because you suprised me. What kind of were animal hits an apponet in the side with a log?" She sneered, trying to move again. She felt ribs grating against each other and tasted blood again. Not a good sign. She had damaged something vital. He laughed and stopped walking, looking down at her, "But I beat you. Give up, and I will let you be my Tigra. How does that sound?" She growled and tried to get uo once again. The bones grated together and she tasted bile this time. Nope, deffinatly not good. And she couldnt shift here out in the open. "Damn." She whispered. |
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| Zarick | Sep 16 2006, 09:12 PM Post #2 |
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Leokrist
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((This seemed like somthing Zarick should join, though if you would prefer him not to just let me know.)) It was another one of those days were Zarick felt compelled to just go, where he was going and why he had no clue. He just felt like he should go some where. Usually when he got that feeling somthing came from it so he decided not to ignore it. Instead of walking like he normally did, he took his mustang. He had been driving for a decent amount of time when he was passing central park. If he wouldn't have caught that shock of white hair that he knew could belong to no one but Noel, he wouldn't have looked twice at the park. Turning his head, Zarick was quickly angered by what he saw. Some dumb ass was assaulting her. Diving into a parking stall, Zarick jumped out and began making his way toward the scene. He was so angered that he didn't even bother to lock his car, which had the potential of really pissing him off. By the time he got in ear shot of the two he could make out the man say "I will let you be my Tigra. How does that sound?" That was all Zarick needed, first he was dumb enough toattack one of his, then he was attempting to take one of his prides, and on top of all that it was Noel the guy was screwing with. Once Zarick began taking in the entire scene before him he knew somthing was amiss, Noel wasn't that poor a fighter to barely harm the man, he must have jumped her. "Hey fucker, she's spoken for." Zarick called out as he closed the distance between them. |
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| Noel | Sep 17 2006, 11:14 AM Post #3 |
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Tigre/ Were-Tiger
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((As I told Catori, anyone is welcoem!!!!!)) The man looked over at the newest arrival as he stood above Noel. Noel glanced behind her at the sound of his voice she knew. What was he doing here? Not that she was going to turn away the help. The tiger smiled at Zarick and knelt down, latching on to Noels throat with one of his hands. With out turning back to Zarick, he said "This has nothing to do with the Lions, leokrist. So if you would please allow us to finish what we started, then I will be happy to talk with you." He put pressure on Noels throat and she winced before kicking him right between the legs. He loosened his grip and she kicked him again as hard as she could. She felt his pelvic bone snap and he doubled over. She rolled away from him as he hit his knees, holding on to his groin. He glared up at her, his eyes changing to brillent orange speckled with gold. "Bitch!! You will pay for that!!" As he spoke, his teeth started to sharpen, his face becoming more animal like in front of them. Noel was able to get to her knees, but before she could stand she went in to a caughing fit, blood dribbling out of her mouth. |
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| Zarick | Sep 17 2006, 11:52 AM Post #4 |
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Leokrist
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"Oh contraire, this has much to do with me, infact, you may have just pissed off quite a few lycans." When the man began to put pressure on Noel's throat Zarick made up his mind, he was either going to kill the man or at least make sure the man would never be the same. After Noel kicked the tiger between the legs Zarick laughed, "She's a fiesty one no doubt about that." He saw the man begin to change, Zarick let out a deafening roar, and he began to grow claws. Before even the minute change had finished, Zarick was charging the man. All he needed to do was get between the tiger and Noel, then he would have the upper hand. Zarick was only steps away when he saw Noel cough up blood, she needed to change quickly. With his claws fully out, Zarick was in position to cut the tiger off from Noel. "I'd suggest not speaking to her in that manner. You already have pissed off the wrong cat." Now that he was between the two combatants, Zarick would wait for the tiger to try and attack, truly bringing him into the fight. Without taking his eyes off the tiger he said to Noel, "You need to heal, I will take care of this. Trust me I will allow you to then do as you please with him." |
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| Noel | Sep 17 2006, 06:38 PM Post #5 |
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Tigre/ Were-Tiger
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Noel looked up at him, blood dribbling down the side of her face. Would changing be enough to heal her broken body? SHe knew she woi;ld have to stay in full animal form for at ;east eight hoursto propperly heal. But could she let Zarick beat this man for her? If she did, she would be admiting she couldn't do it and she had never admitted to defeat. She got shakily to her feet in a crouch, but couldnt stand fully up. Her body was screaming at her, telling her she couldnt do this, but her pride was screaming right back telling her to push it to the limits. She dropped back to a crouch and looked up at Zarick. She couldnt hold the beast in any longer but she didnt want to black out. She was stiol going to be wounded and if she didnt shift now, the bones would heal like that and she would bleed to death from a bone in her lungs. She sighed and let her beast loose, allowing the giant Tiger to fil her like a glove and pushout of her skin. Her clothes split and for a moment so did her skin, then white fur flowed over the glistening bones and muscles as her nose and ear lengthened to that of a great tiger. When she change was complete she was in full animal form. She didnt have the energy to sustain a half human form. She looked up at Zarick and saw the now tranformed Bengle tiger rush him. That was the last thing she saw before she blacked out. |
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| Zarick | Sep 21 2006, 07:36 PM Post #6 |
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Leokrist
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"Oh you poor soul." Was all Zarick said as the tiger began to rush him. Quickly, Zarick reached into his pocket, pulled out his cell phone and hit the speed dial for Belinda. He had enough forsight to know that he may eventually require her services and put her on speed dial. By the time the phone started dialing, the Bengal was leaping at him. Dropping the phone, Zarick raked both of his clawed hands across the Bengal's face. His counter attack didn't fully work since the Bengal was in mid pounce. Struggling to remain standing, Zarick was knocked over awkwardly. At least I didn't land on Noel was his first thought as he hit the ground. It was about the time that Belinda would pick up her phone or at least go to her voice mail. Zarick shouted into the phone that was lying a few feet from him, "Belinda get to central park, You might have a patient, HURRY." He of course was thinking that Noel might reguire more medical help than he, since he didn't plan on the tiger even having a chance against him. His claws finding flesh, Zarick dug them into the chest of the tiger. The claws wouldn't reach deep enough to do vital damage but would provide a good source of leverage for his next attack. He intended to throw the Tiger off of him and tear out two fistfulls of flesh at the same time. ((I wasn't sure if you wanted to continue playing the tiger so I hope I didnt take too many libeties just in case)) |
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| Belinda Corwin | Sep 22 2006, 12:38 AM Post #7 |
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Were-Lion
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Belinda had just got in to her car after a double shift at the hospital when her cell phone rang. She sighed as she dug the phone out. “It better be a baby duty or someone is going to hear it.” She grumbled opening the phone. “I have an appointment with my bed.” The sound of a fight coming over the phone shut her up then she heard Zarick voice she threw the phone and turned the car on. She would have to hope her Toyota would get her there in time. She knew how to get to central park quickly as it was one of the places that she went running. It would take maybe eight minuets but she was going to push it. Her car went screaming out of the lot as she made her way to the park. Once she got to the park she grab her medical pack and ran. Belinda didn’t dare change as she could lose the pack but she found she didn’t have to run far. Zarick and a tiger were in full battle and there was a tiger on the other side of them. |
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| Bastion | Sep 28 2006, 07:08 PM Post #8 |
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Were-Bear
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(I hope that nobody minds me inviting myself in.
)Bastion was just strolling through the park enjoying himself when somebody decided to ruin his relaxation. Roars and yelling where coming from the other side of the path along with the sound of ripping flesh. Bastion was considering leaving the wonderous change to do battle behind for the break he needed whon one of the voices reach his ears. *Could it be that thickheaded bastard?* he thought to himself. *How in God's name did I wind up in the same town as him?* Then Bastion followed the sounds to their source and what he saw cofirmed his thoughts. There was Zarick fighting with a huge tiger while calling for help to his cell phone. Bastion notice a large log lying near him and picked it up with ease. He then charged over to the combatants while yelling, "What warrior calls for help, Zarick you coward!" Bastion brought the log high above his head to crush the tiger and Zarick. To make both of them the same bloody mass. He took a second to take in the scene before bringing the log down on them with all of the force in his body. |
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| Zarick | Sep 28 2006, 10:03 PM Post #9 |
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Leokrist
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When he heared the voice he was stunned. You've go to be kidding me. How in the hell did he end up here? Bastion then proceeded to call him a coward for calling for someone to get Noel medical attention. In typical Bastion form, he picked up a log and began to swing it at him and the tiger. Not wanting Bastion to get credit for the tiger's defeat, Zarick rolled away as he threw the tiger out of the way of Bastion's club. "Since when have I ever required help Bastion? I was making sure she was alright." Zarick said indicating Noel. Momentarily the offending Tiger was ignored while Zarick decided if he should finish him off or start on Bastion. Surprisingly, his desire to make the man pay for his actions against Noel. "I will deal with you in a minute, as for the moment I have a slight grudge to settle." With that he lept onto the Tiger and began mauling him, ever wary of Bastion's presence. Out of the corner of his eye, Zarick saw Belinda approaching. "Check up on Noel, make sure she is alright." Zarick barked at her. With his focus back on the offending tiger, he finally got his hand around the tigers throat. "I told you not to fuck with me boy." With out so much as another word, Zarick tore the man's throat out, killing him instantly. Covered in blood, he rose and turned his attention back to Bastion. |
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| Belinda Corwin | Sep 30 2006, 08:07 PM Post #10 |
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Were-Lion
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Zarick yelled his concern as Belinda ran up on to the fight. She ran over to a beautiful tiger and knelt down. “My name is Belinda, I’m a nurse and I’m here to help you.” She gently put her hand on the rib cage and felt a few broken ribs. “I’m assuming you’re Noel Zarick called me to help you.” Belinda started her check over and was amazed that she was still alive with the injuries she felt and saw. Changing had saved her life but now she would need to watched over so no would hurt her. “You have fought bravely please allow me the honor to watch over you as you rest and heal.” It was all Belinda could say until Zarick was able to be attended to.” |
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| Bastion | Sep 30 2006, 08:09 PM Post #11 |
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"Lovely little show Katze, but now it's time to quit playing with your food and show me your claws. Wir mussen Kampf Katze, oder bist du Angst?" Bastion was having a blast taunting Zarick just as he always did, but he decided that he had waited long enough to "catch up" with Zarick and cut right to the chase. "I've waited so long to see you again Zarick and the only thing I can think of right now is whether I should eat you beating heart or feed it to you as you are dying?" With that said he launched himself upon Zarick. Bastion was going to prove himself with nothing but his bare hands. No claws. No weapons. No tricks. He was going rip that bastard apart with nothing but the brute force in his fists.. |
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| Zarick | Sep 30 2006, 09:25 PM Post #12 |
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Leokrist
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Almost immediately after he finished off the Tiger, Bastion started taunting him like old times. Zarick laughed as Bastion decided he already was the victor. "Poor teddy never learns." As Bastion rushed him, Zarick let his claws retract, he had the same feeling as Bastion. He wanted a true fight, even though the bear was stronger the fight would still be even, if not more in his favor. Luckily, Zarick had improved his speed and reflexes since the last time they fought, which would most likely catch the bear off guard. With Bastion charging him, Zarick rolled to the left and attempted to kick him in the back of the knee, causing him to drop. If his attack proved successful, he would send another kick to the side of the bear's head. This kick would be with all the strength he could muster, even with the bear's thick skull, it would at least daze him. |
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| Bastion | Oct 1 2006, 02:25 PM Post #13 |
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*Now I can have some real fun.* Bastion thought as he charged. Bastion was slightly surprised by the speed at which Zarick attacked. Zarick's kick connected with the back of his leg and Bastion fell to his knees. He then heard something flying towards his head and Bastion decided to take a leaf out of Zarick's book. Bastion rolled to his left, minimizing the effect of Zarick's second kick, in such a way that at the end of the roll he was standing up facing Zarick. It must have been a silly sight to have seen such a monster of a man rolling on the ground like a fool, but his next move would have put all thoughts of such sillyness out of anyone's mind. With all the force in his body, and with speed that belied his size, Bastion struck out a Zarick. Bastion spread his hand out as flat as he could and struck at Zarick's chest with the palm of his hand. If the first strike didn't hit he would follow through with a avalanche of punches that would turn him into a broken, bloody mass, if they hit. If they first strike did hit Zarick would end up a good distance away from where he started in a fit of coughing. |
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| Noel | Oct 1 2006, 06:24 PM Post #14 |
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Tigre/ Were-Tiger
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((Sorry this took so long. I've been grounded and my computer has just gotten fixed!!!!)) Sleep. That was the only thought going through Noels haed. She was so tired and was in so much pain. All she wanted to do was rest. She felt gentle hands on her broken ribs and let out a small growl. It took a moment foe her to get enough energy to even open her eyes, much less raise her head. She looked up at the woman and wondered where she had come from. Surely she hadnt been there before. Then she heard the sounds of fighting and turned her head slowly. The body of the man that had attacked her was in a bloody ruin, and Zarick was fighting with a monster of a man, his hands blood stained. She closed her eyes and attempted to get up, but her body wouldnt let her move. Move. Move damnit!!!! If he loses, your dead. her mind roared. She highly doubted Zarick was going to lose, but she couldnt take the chance. She could smell bear all over the new foe and knew immediantly that he wasnt human. But then why werent either of them usuing claws? She Once again tried to get up, forcing her body to move. She was Tigra, she couldnt afford to die. If she did, her pride woulf be anyones meat. Which was absurd, concidering Zarick was now helping her with the pride. But she wasnt thinking about that. All she could think about was moving and getting somewhere safe to heal. Everything else would be taken care of later. |
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| Zarick | Oct 2 2006, 08:22 PM Post #15 |
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Leokrist
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Cursing to himself in regards to his kick. He knew that the amount of force the bear received would harm him little. Zarick didn't have much time to focus on his missed attempt at ending the fight before he was handed another opprotunity. With the flattened hand comming toward him, Zarick side stepped and grabbed at Bastion's wrist pulling him toward him. As this was happening, he threw up his elbow to hit Bastion in the face, he also threw a kick to knock out his planted leg. If things went as planned Bastion would be incapacitated for a decent amount of time. In case of a counter attack, Zarick stood firm expecting Bastion to attack with his free hand. With his periphial vision, Zarick saw Noel begin to rise. He could tell she wasn't fully there, well more assumed that she wasn't. Not meaning to sound quite as demanding as he probably did, he barked at her "Stay where you are you need not rise, you are injured. As soon as I'm done here, I will tend to you." Never did Zarick take his eyes off of Bastion. |
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| Jocelyn | Oct 2 2006, 09:09 PM Post #16 |
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Empathic Were-Leopard
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Joss was once again in the park with her guitar. It was one of the things that grounded her and kept her sane. Running a drug den, and announcing blood sports was enough to drive any petite, fragile, leopard nuts. She was heading back for her apartment when the sound of fighting caught her ears. Normally she would have turned around and walked the other way. BUt the scent that filled her nose gave her pause. It was a scent she was quite familiar with. Zarick. She paused to long. He could have caught her scent by now. And if she turned away would Zarick call her out later for not aiding him in a fight? "Dammitt." She muttered pulling her guitar off her back she started walking slowly towards the sound of fighting. There she saw Zarick squaring off against a rather large burly man. There were already two... three? people down on the ground. Joss could smell the blood. She was at the large mans back. She could jump on his back and momentarily distract him and allow Zarick to get a punch in. That seemed like the best idea to the unsavy Joss and so without further thought she charged breaking free of the tree that was giving her shelter she fool heartedly began charging at the large man's back. |
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| Belinda Corwin | Oct 3 2006, 02:54 PM Post #17 |
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Belinda gently put her hand on the tiger as Zarick yelled his commands. “Rest,” Belinda said gently, “I will die protecting you, my Leokrist summoned me here because you were hurt. I must wait until your not in your animal form any drug that I would give you will just burn out It’s our chemistry.” She might be stating the obvious but with pain you tend to forget things such as you can’t control your eyes blinking. The wind carried another sent one that she knew and before Belinda could say a word Jocelyn Waite flew and landed on the other man’s back. She smiled as the panther joined the fight. |
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| Bastion | Oct 3 2006, 05:58 PM Post #18 |
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Bastion saw Zarick sidestep his attack and would have followed through with a left handed punch to the side of Zarick's head when all of a sudden someone leapt upon his back. That force, along with Zarick pulling on his arm, caused Bastion to go sailing forward into Zarick's outstretched elbow. Balstion tripped on Zarick's leg and ended up doing a forward roll onto his feet after landing on his back. Bastion then turned around to face Zarick when suddenly his watch alarm went off. Bastion was just a little dazed from the attack, but he remembered what the alarm meant. A huge smile broke across Bastion's bloodied face, from a possibly broken nose, and he said, "I'm sorry Katze, but I was just on break from my job and now it's done. You have a job don't you, or are you too busy saving the helpless to get one?" With that said Bastion turned around and left. He knew that Zarick wouldn't attack him, because then Zarick would lose his honor and would lose THEIR little contest. None the less Bastion kept an ear out in case one of the other ones became suicidal and attacked him. |
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| Zarick | Oct 3 2006, 07:23 PM Post #19 |
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Leokrist
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When Joss leaped upon Bastion's back, Zarick just about lost it, though he would wait to deal with it after the confrontation was over. Just after Bastion rolled to his feet, still reeling from Zarick's attack, his watch beeped. Bastion then informed him that he had to return to work, to which Zarick laughed. "Yes I work, though my shedual is much more lenient than yours." Once the bear began to walk away, Zarick rounded on Joss. "While I appreciate your desire to protect me, that was not the time. Any fight involving him and I, is to only involve him and I, no one else. I don't care if I am getting beaten to a pulp it is him and I alone. Any fight I am involved in, needs only to be me, unless I ask you to join do not." Despite his anger, Zarick maintained a calm voice, she was his favorite leopard after all. Maybe, just maybe, this would get her out of her shell and she would turn into a fighter yet. For some reason Zarick thought she could. He had made sure that the bear would be able to hear his conferance with Joss, that way it would restore any honor he may have lost. With his scolding of Joss now out of the way, Zarick turned and walked to Belinda and Noel. He stopped infront of Noel's head and began to pet her soothingly. Unsure of how much she was mentally there, Zarick turned to Belinda instead and asked "How long before she's healed?" He then looked at Noel and said "Don't worry you will be fine, I'm here." Not forgetting about Joss, Zarick turned and spoke to her over his shoulder "As you can see, I'm dealing with a person I care for being injured, I didn't need another. That bear could have easily ripped you a part." |
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| Jocelyn | Oct 3 2006, 07:38 PM Post #20 |
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Empathic Were-Leopard
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Joss grunted as she fell off big guys back and landed on her side on the concrete. She rolled further away and got to her feet as the big man did. She stayed in a crouch position as he spoke and said he had to get back at work. She snapped her head to look at Zarick as he calmly answered the man about working. What the hell had she walked into? It hadn't looked like a playful skirmish. There was a wounded tiger and another bloody mass off to the side. She stood up completely, looking utterly confused as the man merely started walking away and Zarick let him. When Zarick turned on her and spoke her eyes grew wide in further confusion as he admonished her for coming to his aid. She stepped back. Feeling so conflicted. She had stood up for her leokrist. Isn't that what she, as a pride member, was suppose to do. Tears came to her eyes as she felt completely hopeless. She was unable to do anything right lately. She watched him walk over towards the injured tiger and the lion she had met a few days ago. She couldn't speak. She just turned her back on them unable to say anything she walked towards where she had left her guitar. Then she heard Zarick speaking to her again. Bear? Had that been a were bear? She hadn't even taken in his scent. She had only reacted. "I'll never attempt to help you again Leokrist don't you worry." She said softly as she pulled her guitar up and strapped it back to her back. Shoving her hands in her pockets she started heading away and back out of the park like she had originally been planning. Yes her leaving the injured behind could be seen as selfish and unfriendly. But with two people already there and feeling unneeded already she just didn't feel it was her place. |
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| Zarick | Oct 5 2006, 08:36 PM Post #21 |
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Leokrist
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When Joss turned and said "I'll never attempt to help you again Leokrist don't you worry." He knew she didn't interpret what he said how he hoped. "I will be right back," he spoke softly before turning and pursuing Joss. When he caught up to her, he gently turned her around and looked her in the eyes saying, "I don't know how your previous leader ran his group, but I am the one that does the protecting. No one in my pride should need to fight, none should lay down their lives for me. Because I am the Leokrist and thus the strongest of the pride, it is my duty to protect those below me, not send them to their deaths." He then brought a hand up, his thumb gently rubbing her cheek. "You are my little leopard, of all those in my pride, I do not wish to lose you." Despite having taken over the leopards and having quite a few in his ranks, Zarick still refered to her as his little leopard. It was his term of endearment for her. |
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| Jocelyn | Oct 5 2006, 08:55 PM Post #22 |
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Empathic Were-Leopard
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Joss stopped as the LeoKrist grabbed her and turned her around. She kept her head bowed forcing him to bend down to capture her eyes. Finally she met his gaze and lifted her head. She said nothing waiting for him to speak. When he spoke of how he wanted his pride ran she looked confused. Her old pard, she had had to beg for protection. No one stood up for each other their unless they were fucking. No one had protected her, she had barely protected herself. The only time she fought she had nearly died. But she fought for those she cared about more then herself. Never before in a physical fight. She was still looking confused as his hand brushed over her cheek. SPeaking of not wanting to loose her. "You confuse me Leokrist. I am not a fighter. But I protect what I care about... I am ... I am just that a little leopard. You are leokrist. Where would we be all of us... if we lost you. Sometimes you have to forget your own stubborn pride and take help. Take it from someone who begged for help and never received it." |
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| Ronan | Oct 5 2006, 10:44 PM Post #23 |
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Were-Wolf/Hati
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Ronan heard the sound of an arguement, attempting to settle down and rest a little while he was at the base of a rock near the water. the sound struck his curiousity, as he neared the scene. he saw people just standing around, scuffmarks on the ground blood in them, and the air. Late, but not by much. His head snapped toward Noel, Ronan stepped over to her quietly, and whispered aimlessly; "The Ulfric won't be too thrilled about this" "what happened here?" he directed at no one in particular. |
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