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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 22, 2005 6:25:10 GMT
This had gone far enough. And Amelia was as angry as she had probably ever been. Leaning over so that her mouth was closer to Sealla's ears she screamed back : "NO"
She then sat down and crossed her legs, sitting a few feet away from the crying woman. "Why should I leave? I know you think that tunnel lycans don't belong in your forest...but DUH...you are a tunnel lycan. So tell me...tell me how you can abandon the people who care for you..." she was careful not to use the word love again, after finding out that the only persoon Sealla loved was Rogue. She continued: "...for a meaningless life in the forest where your main hobbies include maiming those who do not deserve it, and where your only friends are the lifeless corpses. Tell me that...and I shall leave."
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jun 23, 2005 9:43:26 GMT
From the darling foetal position, her fists balled themselves tightly whilst still holding themselves hard around her bent legs, and as quickly as the woman had collapsed onto the ground, she was on her feet. But by now, the impact had slammed into the connecting bones between her neck and skull at the side, sending the girl to the ground.
Now she towered strongly over her daughter, and as if her fist actually hurt from the punch, began rubbing it with her other hand. "Get out. I am the Forest Lycan here, you're not. Get the f*** back to your own territory!" None of them seemed to understand that the changes that occurred within the woman she was quite happy with.
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 23, 2005 9:53:58 GMT
Amelia lay flat out on her back, the punch supplied by her own lycan mother's fist, only adding to the mess on her face. The cuts, the bruises, the blood, the mud, the tears and the sweat.
She stared up at Sealla, watching her with a growing feeling of hatred, something she'd never believed she would ever feel towards Sealla. The pink eyed brunette watched as Sealla rub her fist, not being able to decide whether Sealla was planning another attack, or whether she'd hurt herself from the last one.
Her face stung, and she could feel a swelling where the impact had occured. However, she made no move to touch it, or to check if her head had fallen off! As she thought that Sealla would see this as a sign of weakness.
Instead she glared into Sealla's eyes, flinching a little, only very slightly, when Sealla screamed at her to leave.
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jun 23, 2005 10:04:47 GMT
Why wasn't the Lycan leaving? Did she have mops for ear drums or something? "Can you not hear me, girl?" she snarled hoarsely, her throat finally beginning to complain from all the screaming and shouting she had done in the past few days. "Leave before the Alpha comes and does far more damage than myself." Now she had taken note of her voice, and didn't bother letting out any more shrieking orders.
Instead, she just spoke normally, but with an extreme lack of emotion as her hands finally let go of themselves. "You know the way out. And if not, it's over there." The hand hardly had any time whatsoever to relax and lower to her side, and lifted to point to the slightly thinning trees.
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 23, 2005 10:14:46 GMT
Amelia gritted her teeth, and clenched her hands into tight fists. she was fed up of this nonesense. She was angry with Sealla for abdannoning her role as a mother, partner, friend, leader...
Still glaring into Sealla's eyes, she decided that enough was enough, and if the only way to make Sealla come home was to drag her home kicking and screaming, then that is what the small brunette would do.
Without a moment's notice, Amelia raised her feet into the air, then pushed herself up from the ground, using her hands and arm strength. She propelled into the air, kicking Sealla in the gut hard, with both her bare feet. The impact knocking Sealla to the ground, switching their positions as now Amelia stood looking down on Sealla.
"If I go, you're coming with me" it sounded so corny, but Amelia did not give a f**k.
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jun 23, 2005 10:28:11 GMT
So that was how the girl wanted to play it? A fight. This is going to be fun muttered her thoughts within themselves. The woman lifted her head only slightly to see clearer the girl that had slammed her to the ground, then lay it back down. A feeling slid up through her throat at the split second of the girl's strike, which she turned to one side to release. Blood.
Her own blood spat onto the floor, mingling with the dust and dirt, and after her cold blue eyes studied it, they returned to see the brunette. "You shouldn't have done that, Amelia." She snarled still with that horribly croakey voice. Now on her feet, she kicked off her shoes and widened her toes from eachother, letting them feel the ground beneath them.
Her eyes closed slowly, taking in the sensation of dirt at her toes, then opened to stare darkly at those rosey-pink irises. With the balls of her feet pressed hard onto the ground, they launched the woman hard from it into the air, straight at the brunette. And within the blink of an eye, her shoulder rammed hard into the crook of Amelia's rib-cage, probably doing some sort of damage somewhere if not winding.
Though the woman couldn't exactly stop herself in the end from the night before when Kage had hurt her badly, and so collapsed hard onto Amelia face-first, making the both of them hit the ground. Now this time, both of them must have been winded at least, because Sealla was. Turning her head to one side away from her daughter's, she coughed again, hecking up a few gobs of blood once more.
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 23, 2005 10:36:37 GMT
Amelia felt a pang of guilt as she watched Sealla coughing up blood, and so she bent over slightly to get a closer look "You...." she was cut off by Sealla suddenly jumping to her feet.
The brunette stepped back a few paces: and watched, nervously, as Sealla prepared herself for a fight, swallowing hard, she just managed to take in a deep breath of air before Sealla lunged, knocking her over, and back onto the ground.
Coughing and spluttering, the pink-eyed girl tried desperately to get wind into her deflated lungs, managing to roll over, forcing Sealla to fall off from on top of her, Amelia pulled herself into a crouching position. Her chest heaving as she felt her lungs inflating slowly, painfully refilling themselves with air, she used a tree to pull herself to her feet.
Turning back to Sealla, her eyes were watering from the pain, her face even redder than before due to nearly dieing from oxygen starvation. She didn't care that Sealla coughed up globs of blood, instead fought dirty by going up and kicking Sealla hard in the gut once again.
She then stumbled backwards to learn against the tree, holding her chest. Looking down she noticed a small patch of blood on her shirt, which slowly grew, lifting it up she could have passed out at the sight: her rib, sticking out of her skin, in completely the wrong direction. How that had happened she had no idea, but it bloody hurt!
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jun 23, 2005 10:54:01 GMT
Finally with the release of her lungs' entrapment, air managed to seep into them to supply Sealla with at least a little of life as she was thrown off the Lycan below her. But just as soon as she had taken in a deep enough breath to somewhat help, the girl's foot slammed into her gut again, making the woman wrench up yet more blood, yet more vibrant this time. Her hand reached across her form and wiped hard against her mouth, making the excess crimson leave.
Her body twisted now, and let her fall onto her hands and knees easily, then pushed herself up, replacing the weight onto her feet once again. She had moved now, the girl, over to a close enough tree to regain her strength, and to probably focus on healing that broken rib. But she wouldn't have enough time if Sealla had anything to do about it. Now stepping closer to the girl, her muscles tensed, ready for yet another blow. Either given or received.
The contrasting eyes met now, but for a very short moment, considering a round-house kick forced Amelia's weight from the tree to the ground via the side of her hip. Her tongue scathed against the roof of her mouth, and she spat out yet another load of blood onto the ground. A quick leap brought Sealla to land over the girl, but with her hands and feet either side of her so's not to land. Though it was a great strain on her muscles, she could hold it up for a few minutes.
Within seconds, Sealla's whole form was alight in bright yellow flames, but not once did it actually cause any damage to her. Instead, the woman aimed all her heat towards the Lycaness under her, thus sending the fire billowing down to burn that lovely flesh. "You'll remember this night" came her ethereal, echoed voice from behind those ablaze eyes.
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 23, 2005 11:08:29 GMT
Amelia had been carefully prodding the broken rib, willing it to heal itself: a great lycan talent: slowly the bone had begun to recede back into the pale chest of the small girl.
However the healing process was rudely cut short, as Sealla shot a roundhouse kick Amelia's way. The brunette went flying into the air, landing heavily, and letting out an ear piercing scream as her body jolted causing waves of pain to surge, especially in her already injured chest.
Laid on the hard, dusty ground, once again Amelia felt like giving up. The only ever pain she had experienced which was worse than this, was child birth, and maybe the silver poisoning...but this pain was excruciating.
Soon, Sealla was back for more: towering over the young mother. This time though, Sealla's attack was not a kick, or a punch, but instead was fire?! Amelia let out another blood-curdling scream, as she felt her pale flesh being scorched by the flames that Sealla threw at her.
Doing the only thing that was possible, Amelia kicked Sealla off her again, then rolled over and over to put out the flames that burned on her skin and clothing.
Dragging herself to her feet now, Amelia looked like a mess. The only color except brown, on the girl was her pink eyes, her red blood, and red burns. She shook and trembled from the intense pain.
Limping towards Sealla, because her skin felt like it might tare, Amelia raised her hands, she then fell on top of Sealla and proceeded to strangle her.
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jun 23, 2005 23:58:10 GMT
The woman landed with a dull sound onto the ground as she was kicked off. The second Amelia had struck her, forcing her away, her flames extinguished themselves from her rolling away unwantingly. And as soon as she was finally up on her knees, the girl came back for more, wrapping her tight hands around the woman's throat, blocking her windpipe. A horrible sound escaped the strong grip around her neck, as if it were a howl in her wolven form.
A struggle broke through her grasp, sending the woman's elbow deeply into Amelia's rib-cage once again. But this time, Sealla's blow struck into her body, slicing her arm with one of the girl's broken ribs. A sickening noise echoed as her elbow was wrenched from the wound, with a bone sticking out of her lower arm. With a quick enough tug, it was freed and thrown aside. "I believe that's yours." she gasped.
Once again, her facial expression looked somewhat like a fish, apart from the billowing fireball that was sent flying in the girl's direction. Gasping for air, the woman gripped onto her elbow with her left hand, cradling it and focusing on healing the wound caused by her own strike.
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 24, 2005 6:22:08 GMT
Amelia stumbled backwards and again looked down at the wound, which was now even bigger due to having an elbow shuved in and then a rib ripped out. She gently put her hands over the blood-oozing wound and closed her eyes, instinctively starting the healing process.
She listened carefully with her lycan senses for any sign that Sealla was preparing another attack.
Slowly, and painfully, the wound on Amelia's chest closed, it wasn't completely fixed as she would need to regrow the rib that Sealla had stolen, but it was closed and Amelia was in much less pain.
Opening her eyes and looking to Sealla she noticed that she was still self-healing. Without wasting a second, Amelia ran full pelt at the dark haired female, giving her a hard blow to the face with a tightly clenched right fist. Once this blow had been delivered to Sealla's right eye, Amelia delivered another blow, this time with her left. She then continued, working herself into a frenzy as she delivered alternate blows from her right and left fists, to Sealla's face, and next, her stomach.
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jun 24, 2005 12:53:12 GMT
Each sudden blow to the face was stripping away at her consciousness, but one good hit in the gut was enough to render the woman awake, again coughing up gobs of blood. Once the girl had finally begun to slow her strikes, a right hook was sent straight at Amelia's jaw, sending blood flying. It gave the woman enough time to grasp her own jawbone and quickly snap it back into place, ridding it of the dislocation and letting her body instinctively heal the broken bone slowly.
That sent searing pain right through her head, creating a sudden migraine as if her whole skull was being crushed. The woman looked quite worse-for-wear; blooded and swollen lip, badly bruised and broken jawbone, a broken nose and an almost fully black eye. But that wasn't enough to stop her retaliating the girl's strikes. Whilst Amelia was slowed down, again Sealla hacked up some blood from her bleeding insides, silently hoping they'd be healed soon.
Quickly she stepped to come face-to-face with Amelia, and her almost lightning-fast controlled reflex sent her hand to grab the brunette's, peircing her thumb nail through the muscle and skin between Amelia's thumb and forefinger in the process, twisted her arm behind her back and pressed into her rib-cage from behind with her unbroken elbow, spinning the girl around until she hit the ground face-first.
Sealla too came down with her, but in a controlled action this time, almost stabbing into the girl's back with her elbow holding her down, whilst her other hand pulled Amelia's upwards still with it twisted behind her back. If Amelia didn't give up soon, her arm would be snapped off at the rate Sealla was bending it. And now that her thumb was right through her skin, it was like hook through a fish's mouth.
The girl wasn't going anywhere, and if she tried, there was Sealla's fire.
You're done now. This stupid fight is finished. she snarled in a slightly out of breath voice within the girl's head.
(Ooc: W00t for Karate moves!)
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 25, 2005 6:59:18 GMT
The pain in Amelia's arm and back was excrutiating, and she was sure that in any second soon, that she'd hear an awful 'CRACK'. Closing her eyes and waiting for it, the pain just got worse and worse, and she wasn't just about to give up!
Action was needed. Summoning all the energy that she could muster, she quickly thought of ways that she could potentially escape this hold that Sealla had put her into.
The only one which she could think of, which would get her free without having an arm broken was to...quickly throw her head up and backwards: hitting Sealla square in the face and knocking her back a little. As soon as Sealla's grip released just a little, she rolled over and quickly yanked her hand back from the black haired woman's grasp.
Walking backwards on her hands and legs, she looked like a crab, but at a safe distance, she jumped back to her feet. Glancing up she noticed a low hanging branch, so grabbed hold it an hauled her body up into the tree. Walking carefully along the thick branches she passed over Sealla's head and jumped back down, appearing behind her.
This time, it was Amelia who got Sealla in the potentially arm breaking hold, and as she held onto Sealla's arm tightly behind her back, she pushed her against a tree.
"I've watched you for nearly a year. Anything you will use, I will try my b****y hardest to get out of. I'm stronger than you think, and even if you're stronger, I won't give up. You can kill me before I leave this place willingly." she muttered into Sealla's ear.
Using her grip on Sealla's arm, she pulled the black haired woman away from the tree, then with all of her might pushed her over and to the ground, ensuring that she'd land near a large bolder, if Amelia was lucky, Sealla would bang her head on the way down!
Reaching down, she took Sealla's left foot and held it with her left hand, and Sealla's right foot, and held it with her right hand. She then started to jog, dragging Sealla behind her.
"HOME TIME!" she shouted playfully as she dragged Sealla towards the tunnels.
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Post by †Amelia† on Jun 30, 2005 9:30:52 GMT
ooc: *drums fingers* when you finally decide to come back home from your vacation... ;D
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jul 3, 2005 5:27:44 GMT
(I'm not home yet. But I'll make a crap reply... v.v)
Sure enough, the woman had banged her forehead against the rock near her, echoing painful shots through it. She let out a groan, but before she could regain composure, the girl had her feet locked within her grasp, dragging her near to the exit. Why didn't she just give up? Leave Sealla in peace. With a quick enough movement, she swung her legs around so that she faced the sky, forcing the girl to land on her back.
A swift kick thwacked itself at Amelia's jaw, hopefully dislocating it from both hinges. It was her loyal duty to 'escourt' any tunnel Lycan out of the forest, and so there was no way that Sealla could just walk away. Chailyn wouldn't hear it. Now that she was standing and her daughter was sprawled on the ground, she picked her up equally at the ankles awquardly and began to spin herself around, making a circle shape with Amelia's limp body.
After gaining enough speed with spinning the two around, her vice-like grip released, sending the girl spiralling towards a thick, dead oak.
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