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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2014 9:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2014 9:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 2:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 4:18 pm
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Michael could hear the noises coming from one room at the end of the hall, it sounded pretty bad. Without a moment's hesitation, a foot clad in fine Italian leather slammed itself into the door next to the door knob. Jitters felt the wood crack beneath his foot, and promptly wrenched the door open. He found a woman, bleeding rather badly from the side desperately trying to escape something... He went to grab the woman's hand, but had found that she had passed out. Moving as quickly as he could, he lifted up the woman a carried her out of the room and into, shutting the door behind him. "Metis! We've got to get this woman away from whatever is in there, can you take care of the woman while I deal with the creature?" He spied the spear he was holding "... Please, let me take care of it, women are more nurturing than men anyways." It probably wasn't the best time for him to show his sexism, but it was how he felt. In his mind, he was better equipped to deal with whatever was behind the door, and she was better equipped to stop the bleeding.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 4:44 pm
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"Don't worry, I won't." Michael was relived that Metis didn't make a fuss about it, sometimes women did when he said things like that. He took of his glasses, and cracked his knuckles. Time for splitting skulls. White scales rippled over his skin as he partially transformed, he was faster that way. Blessed steel knuckles now equipped, he slipped through the doorway, ready to face whatever was in there.
He moved smoothly, silently through the rooms, not ready for the grotesque creature he found. He eyed the creature, carefully circling it with his fists loosely raised. It had four limbs, but he still had no idea what it was. His eyes were that of a cold-blooded predator, and he was currently staring at it with a look that could completely paralyze the weaker willed, he couldn't get a reading of it with his pit organ, whatever it was, it wasn't hot enough for him to track it's movements with his nose alone.
What was this creature?
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 5:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 5:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 6:28 pm
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Michael observed the holes being burned into the floor with an odd sense of detachment, well he certainly wasn't about to go give the creature a kiss. Biting it seemed rather fool-hardy as well. He saw that his punch had done some damage, if he could focus his attack there, it could certainly make this fight go a lot faster. He crouched slightly, ready to dodge once the creature began to charge.
The creature prove more difficult to dodge than he expected, he had to keep on moving his feet, the creature forcing him to do so. He managed to land another whip-sharp punch to the creatures torso, and this time he heard a crack. "One or two more, and this'll be over" It was quite hard to fight with entrails being pulled out of you. The punch however did come at a cost, the creature landed a blow, raking a claw across his face diagonally over his left eye. Michael paid no heed to the pain, and just kept moving.
Blood had blurred his in his left eye completely, and the wound burned. Without a doubt because of the poison the creature had drooled all over its claws. His dept perception was out of wack, and he knew it. Another blow or three from the creature, and he... He didn't want to think about it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 7:09 pm
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