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Topic Started: Oct 12 2006, 06:35 PM (519 Views)
Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
The sky above Central Park was alight with stars, the full moon attempting to pierce the canopy of trees with its pale light, the yellow glow of path street lamps lighting the way for those who would dare to walk in the park after dark. Something loomed in front of the moon, casting a shadow down on the park below, a creature with a tail and wings like a bat was silhouette against the bright backdrop. Droplets began to fall from the cloudless sky, cold and sticky, the smell of blood all about them. Then the silhouetted creature began to plummet, falling as if it were a shooting star, speeding toward the earth at a rate that would kill a normal man. As it came closer and closer to terra firma, the figure began to grow in size, remaining shadowed by the light of the moon. Just before it struck the earth, the creature let out a powerful roar that shook the heavens, rattling the windows of every home and building for miles around Central Park. An explosion occured next, one of dirt and dust as it rose into the air, shielding whatever had fallen from view in a self-made smokescreen. The creature's hand burst through the dusty smoke its landing created, the forearm covered in scales, the hand nearly-black grey like coal, gripping the ground and pulling the rest of it out of the dust as it cleared. It collapsed, wild silver hair covering its face as it pulled itself free, the wings folding over the body to cover it as tiny rivers of blood leaked from it. Another roar filled the air then, although not nearly as powerful as before, loud enough to be heard for quite a distance. Whatever had landed in the center of the park was no normal creature of the night, an aura of unfathomable power leaking from it, even as it fell unconscious on the ground next to its five foot deep crater.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
The mottled, gold fur of a leopard could be seen making it's way through the dark park. Moving silently and smoothly, the creature picked it's way to the large crater and beast that had made the huge sound. The cat's mouth gaped, trying to catch a scent, and it stopped before the winged form.

The leopard's figure twisted and warped, falling in on it self and then growing taller. Soon it took on the appearance of a young woman. Chestnut brown hair brushing her shoulders and forest green eyes looking at the beast nervously.

"What are you?" Chante's whisper was more to herself than the scaled beast.
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Jocelyn
Empathic Were-Leopard
"Hmmmm ummmmmammm" Jocelyn hummed to herself as she strummed her guitar. Once more sitting on the edge of the fountain in the middle of the park.

She paused mid strum as she felt a drop of rain hit the bridge of her nose. "Damn." She muttered figuring if it was gonna start raining she better pack up now. She went to brush away the rain drop from her nose and when she pulled her hand away she noticed it wasn't rain but blood that had dropped onto her nose. She brought her finger up to her nose smelling it. It wasn't human that was for sure. There was a wild smell about it but nothing familiar. Then a roar from the sky made her look up a dark winged figure blocking out the moon seemed to be lowering. Then came crashing down towards the earth seeming to grow larger in it's decent.

Another roar sent shivers up the small woman's spine as she felt the earth shake beneath her as the creature hit the ground. She saw the dust cloud arise through the trees. Should she get help? Had the thing even survived it's descent? It was obviously already wounded. And what was it?

Curiousity got to the cat and she quickly packed her guitar back into it's case and strapped it to her back. She moved through the woods of the park, steering clear of the main paths as she moved. Making her way around to be upwind of the creature so it it was still alive, and had a sense of smell, it wouldn't smell her out.

She made her way towards where the dust was still clearing when another scent, one more familiar to her filled her nose.

She hid behind a tree as she watched a leopard transform into a naked girl and ask a question of the seemingly unconscious creature. "Holy shit." Jocelyn muttered under her breath as her focus turned into the large creature that had created a crater in the earth. Wings, Scales, tail, the silver hair and human head throwing her off.

She looked back at the girl. Wondering if she had been a part of the Old Nimir-raj's pard. If she would resent Jocelyn for being at his demise and doing nothing about it. Shaking her head. Not time to worry about it now.

Jocelyn stayed behind her cover of a large tree trunk as she called out. "I would take about 10 steps back. His claws could probably sever you in two if he were to wake up. From here... he looks sorta like a dragon...which I know is impossible but... this is the Dark Detriot." Jocelyn called. Not meaning to startle anyone.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Blackness, dragging him down into the dark, a darkness that he knew well, even though it was not the same. The Abyss!!! I have returned to the Abyss!!!! He began claw at the blackness, attempting to rip it from his sight, unknowingly shreading the ground for a moment before the blackness disappeared and a fuzzy world came into view.

"What are you?"

A voice caught his attention, although he was too groggy and worn-down to see what it was that spoke, but it did not smell like one of those creatures that fired upon him. His heavily muscled body shook, blood leaking down his arms, back, and torso like tiny rivers, his body covered in shallow bullet holes. The world spun before his eyes as he turned his head to the what had spoke, a female, like the woman that he killed in that strange building. "I....hurt..." he said in broken english, raising up until his knees were under him, coughing up a bit of blood in the process. Another voice came to his ears, another female voice, calling to the one who stood before him now.
"Shaesi eis Ai? (Where am I?)" he asked the girl before him in elven, then turning to the area the second voice had come from, calling out to the female who was hiding, "Tysti or thys codol. (Come out from hiding.)" His grey pants were ripped and shreadded, small holes with charring around them in a few places, showing that a lot of gunfire had been placed upon his body. Membrane slid back from his eyeballs, allowing him to see the girl as she was on the outside, instead of her heat signature that she gave off. I'm too weak to fight right now. I'll have to be calm and cool if I want to get out of this...
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante hissed at the voice and scent that reached her scent glands. Her eyes flashed gold. She crouched protectively over the dragon's from and scanned the trees where the sound had come from.

"I will not leave him, he is hurt," she glanced at the dragon, he began to move in a feverish sort of twitching, clawing deep ruts into the ground.

The fluid words of Elvish speech reached her ears, a stark contrast to the rough and broken English he had spoken. She looked at him and frowned. She understood some Elvish, just the basics, but she couldn't speak it. Chante concentrated and managed to get the jest of what he was saying.

"You are in central park in Detroit. I'm not surprised you hurt, you have wounds all over you," Chante said sadly and gently pressed her hand against his scaled shoulder, still alert to any movement from the trees.
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Jocelyn
Empathic Were-Leopard
Jocelyn's hand went to the emerald pendant that was around her neck as the creature began clawing at the earth around him. She had suddenly remembered the demon detector around her throat. But it was not emitting it's beacon so the thing before her was not demon. Could there possibly be dragon... human dragon...? Her brain was having a hard time wrapping around the concept.

Her head poked out from behind the tree as the creature spoke that he hurt. Then started saying something in a gibberish she did not recognize. She looked from the creature to the girl. Stepping out from behind the tree but not moving any closer. Joss's eyes narrowed trying to take in the wounds the other girl said were covering him. SHe could see tiny wounds all over him. "Bullets?" She wondered aloud.

"I don't think he speaks english." Jocelyn said as the girl spoke to him. She should call someone, but who? "Be careful." Joss hissed as the girl leaned in to gently touch the creatures shoulders. Because the other girl was leopard Joss immediatly wanted to defend her. She took a few steps out form her protective tree. The guitar strapped to her back poking up above her head on her petite frame. "Should I call for an ambulance?" Joss asked digging in her jeans pocket for her phone.
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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
Both females were moving around him, one who was devoid of clothing, the other with a pendant of emerald around her neck, both smelling much like cats even though they looked human. Eyes can deceive. That rock creature said he was elven, he spoke elven, so he must be elven. These girls may very well be cats of some kind in a human facade. The naked female began to talk to him in that strange language, the same language that those creature's spoke, the ones that tried to end his life for no apparent reason.
"Ai par byr ialaesol os jhalendri, thaeloli shystal (I do not understand you language, feline woman)," Sireon said, noticing from the corner of his eyes that the other feline woman was moving toward him a bit, he stance a bit more defensive mixed with a bit of curiousity. Then the first feline woman touched his shoulder, her hands were warm on his skin, and he looked at her with his golden eyes for a moment. A boy came then, the smell of decay on his body, moving toward them speaking the strange language that both girls had used already to either warn each other or speak to each other. That's when he noticed the weapons on the boy, the same smell of metal that those creature's weapons had, looking very much like those weapons but smaller. A growl rose in his throat, gratty and deep, as if the earth itself were rumbling.
"Kaer shas thaelolaer! (Get back felines!)" he roared to the two women, rising to his full seven foot and eight inch height, looking down at the boy who had brought those weapons.

A powerful hand reached out, gripping the nearby tree that, his clawed hands digging into the bark deep enough to hold. With inhuman strength, he ripped the tree from the ground, rage flashing in his eyes as he looked at the strange creature that dared to have those weapons in his presence.
"Mai o sol o tal tholor sor Pandryl os mai aerolia?! (So you think you can finish this Dragon off so easily?!)" Enormous wings spread from his body, each wing at least eight feet in length, the crackle of flames coming from his mouth as the adrenaline took control of his body.
"Ai eis Sireon! Myl os si tyr vyrdaeser Pandryl sai shar ol Kae! (I am Sireon! Son of the most powerful Dragon to ever walk on Gaia!)" He stood menacingly before the boy, his muscles rippling with the awesome power he still commanded, even though he was badly damaged.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Chante watched the dragon speak. The smooth Elven reached her ears and she scrambled to understand it. He didn't understand what she had said. Crap, she couldn't remember much Elvish. But he could tell she would not harm him, and that she was not a human.

"Le, Detroit, lhug, (You, Detroit, dragon)," Chante said, first gesturing to the scaled man and then gesturing to all around him.

A demon then stepped in, he looked fmailiar but Chante didn't where she had seen him before. The leopardess's eyes widened as the dragon, though wounded, ripped a tree from the ground. Raising the trunk threateningly towards the demon. He yelled at her and the other were-leopard to get back, and something about him being the powerful Sireon.

"Sireon, no. No, dagor,(Sireon, no. No battle.)," her tongue tripped over the words, and she was sure she butchered the beauty of the Elven language.

Chante placed a comforting hand on Sireon. Asking him to relax, she watched the demon warily. Her green eyes turing a deep gold, readying for her transformation.

(before she met Terrence)
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Jocelyn
Empathic Were-Leopard
Suddenly a beem of emerald light came from around Joss's throat. Pointing directly at the boy who suddenly entered the clearing with the rest of them. She stared at the boy as he lowered his headphones. "Demon" She whispered under her breath. Dragon-man was not demon, but this ICP painted fool was. Her head snapped to the other leopard as she spoke to the demon seemingly in the language he had been speaking in. "You understand him?" Joss started to ask when suddenly dragon guy reared up... and up... and up.. .and damn he was tall. Joss had to crane her neck up to look up from her small 5ft1 frame.

She stumbled back towards her protective tree her pendant still shining like a beacon as the dragon pulled a nearby tree out of the ground and moved towards the boy. WHat was going on? Was he... was he trying to protect the naked girl from something he saw as a threat? She wasn't about to ask or get in the middle of it. But still he was hurt, fucking shot and here he was brandishing a tree at what looked like to Jocelyn like just some stupid punk, though her pendant was telling her different. Maybe Dragon's could sense demons like her pendant could.

Naked girl then tried to calm down dragon guy. She understood the word No... but then was lost again.

"This is to fucked up." Jocelyn said starting to back up. She was not about to get caught up in this whole thing. Nope... She hadn't nearly had her guts ripped out and fought to stay alive only to get caught in the middle of the weirdest death match ever. Jocelyn started slowly trying to back away. Be forgotten.



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Sireon
Half Dragon/Half Drow
The feline girl touched him again, his rage crumbling at her warm touch, his strength leaving him completely in a rush. His knees bent, the right one first, bringing him down to the ground with a thud. Then the tree fell from his hand, crashing to the ground and rising up dust all around it. A growl escaped his lips again, weak but still with force, then he fell to the ground in a pool of his own blood. He was badly damaged, although every bullet wound was shallow, so many from the chain gun had been enough to cause his slow blood loss. Slowly the blackness slipped over him again, his eyes closing, his breath becoming shallow. Even so, it would still be nearly impossible to damage him in this state, his skin never sleeping.
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Daciana Teroth
Were-Leopard
Sireon fell to the ground, Chante smiled sadly and stoked down his scales. She would bring him home with her, he needed medical attention. Quickly, she transformed. Her form changing from tall to long, and dropped to all fours. The prickle of her fur sprang up across her body and her spine enlongated into a tail. Her jaws grew, her head flattened into a muzzle, and her canines became the size of small knives. Her paws were huge, the size of the average adult male human, and her claws enormous and sharp.The leopard, standing where the form of Chante used to be, had a powerful and muscled body. It boasted the strength to lift two to three times its own weight.

Chante, the leopard, made her way towards the unconcious Sireon. She nosed her head under his massive form and threw his weigth onto her shoulders, hindquaters and back. She looked at the other were-leopard and the demon, she blinked in silent, cat acknowledgement and turned to leave the park. She began a swift walk in the direction of her trailer park. She would take care of this dragon, he seemed confused and lost in this new world. Maybe she could teach him English so he could speak with humans and demons alike.

"Le selma coia. (You will live)," she thought, touching the strong concious of Serion with a soothing thought.
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Jocelyn
Empathic Were-Leopard
Jocelyn watched as the naked girl, whose name she hadn't even gotten, shifted as quick as an alpha. Joss had her moment of jealousy that anyone could shift so fast. It took her minutes to shift completely, not seconds, as the girl had demonstrated. She watched in awe as the leopard moved the unconscious man onto her shoulders. Joss felt like maybe she should help. But knowing her track record she would probably hurt more then help.

Jocelyn contemplated calling out her name to the leopard. But with her past experiences with other leopards and her current situation in town she thought it best not to. Shewanted to help. But the other leopard, obviously an alpha in Joss's opinion, seemed to have it under control and so Joss just turned on her heel and started heading back out of the park and towards her apartment.
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drakkon
Were-Dragon
Drake awoken by the rumbleing, slinked quietly into the park. He was not afraid of curiousity. Drake concentrated after tracking the strange scent. he stopped about 80 yards from the scene,
["multiple scents"] he thought, feeling his human form feeble, he began shifting as he watched, eyes remained pinned on the strange form. What, how, mixed unformiliar. What is it he thought. Understanding grew as he watched it move, ["scaled rigid wings, blood smells formiliar but the scent is confusing it has multiple signitures?"] it must be but how could that, it has to be a... Drake gasped inside as the were slid him onto her back. Oh no, what happens when he regains contiousness? He thought, she began to walk toward the sububan area of town. He dropped low in the weeds as not to seem menacing as she passed at a small distance. Hoping she would not see this as crouching he knodded destending his telloscopic pupils. he sat still following the two pass only with his eyes. As soon as he was sure it would cause no cross attention, he stretched his 27 foot wings and glanced at the others in the clearing.
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Alexus
High Elfin Mage
Under the shadows of the night, she strolls up on the site. She is a pretty young looking red head with hazel eyes. Her ears show a point to them and she is of Elfin blood. Though also a half breed. She is a strong presence and isn't one to be messed with. She wears tight black leather pants, and top with a black jacket. Around her neck is a gem stone with an inchantment over it. This one has the power to port between locations. But she has to know where she is going is the only catch.

On her back is her sword. Never will she ever hunt without it. She also is prepared to cast a spell if need be for defence. She is tracking Sireon and wants to actually talk to him first.

She vaguely remembers that 1/2 breed. She is 300 years older then he is and was there when he went into the Abyss. Now she debates on whether she should clean up the mess the regium started.

She looks down on the clearing, knowing that Sireon is gone already, but who is this dragon before her. She knows it isn't natural, a ware dragon?

"Excuse me. You haven't seen a half dragon around here somewhere, have you?"
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drakkon
Were-Dragon
Drake turned as Alexis aproached. with a slight nod he responded, "To tell you the truth I'm torn between protecting one I don't know and havn't experience with. The one you seek has a somewhat untrustworthy air about him correct? None the less he is injured as you senses have likely detected, and I feel a strange need to ask wheather you plan to kill him, even though this is probably not mine to know. That said your half breed is in rout to the city as we speek. Be warned! he is not alone and will not be available for conversation for some time. He is under the protection of one I do not know, thus cannot predict. Remember it is best to track the injured causiously, for he will be a cornered animal now. And so will his mysterious protector. Out of curiousity, do you know wheather my concerns are founded?"
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Alexus
High Elfin Mage
Alexus is silent a few minutes with what he addressed to her and sighs, "Honestly, I don't know if I will even try to kill him. I just want to talk to him first. Ask him what his problem is with those that aren't responsible for the sin committed against him. From there, I would have to see. I sense that a leopard was here, no doubt what has helped him. No suprise, also female." Alexus nods at his concerns. "I am a hunter by nature. Your concerns are appreciated. But the one I do track has slaughtered an entire Village. I need to get him to either stop attacking the kin some how or destroy him. It is up to him to choose in that respect."

She steps into the center of the crator and begins to walk off in the direction that Sireon was taken.
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drakkon
Were-Dragon
Drake tuned to follow her with his eyes. ["so my distrust is founded, he has some sort of record ; if only spoken"] with that he spread his wings causing a burst of wind and glided low over the trees toward his apartment. ["curse whatever he is anyway, he's brought another damn witch to this city, oh well']
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