Arsenic
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"I am hollow and I will live forever.."
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Post by Arsenic on Oct 25, 2005 19:19:59 GMT
OOC: First off if your heart is peirced even a little you have more to worry about then the silver seeing as you can die from internal bleeding because the contents of your organs are toxic to the rest of the body. And Silver into the heart even the littlest would run threw your body very quicky far quicker then thirty seconds.
And i did not proclaim myself Lycan this character is a lycan and has been for nearly 8 months sense i first created him..but forget it
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† Cealla †
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Lycan
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Post by † Cealla † on Oct 25, 2005 19:22:56 GMT
I'm wide awake and I can see.... You're too late. I'm . Already . Torn [/center] At first there was nothing but blood in her mouth, nothing but the crimson red substance flowing over her teeth and jowls. She didn't delight in it as much as she once had, but rather allowed the metallic substance to flow over her mouth and spill onto the ground. But then there were fingers at her face, pulling her off... but not without resistance. Her teeth clung to her leg like a leech and dragged over the skin as he tossed her, causing the wound to be even larger. She landed hard on her side, which knocked the wind out of her for a few moments. Panting, she tried to catch her breath and shake the dizzy feeling from her head as she stood up. The fall had made her slightly disoriented, but she was far from being down and out for the count. Blinking a few times, she suddenly noticed that the figure of her father had arrived on the scene. What was he doing here? Still feeling slightly confused, she took a few steps towards him, uncertain ones, watching as he proceeded to... defend her. That startled her- she hadn't known he actually cared about her so much. He'd left after Amelia died; he'd abadoned her! But now he came back and acted as though he really cared. Morphing back into human form, she stood up to face Arsenic with cold eyes. But those eyes weren't fast enough; they did not spy the silver blade that he held. Silver was a dangerous thing for a lycan to carry- she didn't even dare to wear silver jewelry, for fear of accidently poisoning herself. But he was brazen enough to carry a silver blade upon his person? My my, that was bold. And stupid as well... "You were never a lover of one so noble as Sealla." She replied, for if looks could kill then he would be dead ten times over. "And I would not worry about you sparing my life- in case you did not notice, it seems that you are surrounded by three lycans who strongly dislike you. I do not care how old or 'strong' you are- regardless, you are outnumbered." She tried to stop him. The blade was centimeters from Kage's heart when she lunged, trying to knock Arsenic to the ground but failing. Instead she went down alongside her father, as though to shield him from the poison that was already inside him. She failed to stop Arsenic from kicking the blade in even further, though she tried once more. And as soon as he had begun to depart, she closed her eyes. She didn't watch as he used the potion, but her eyes followed the path of the knife and she chased after it rapidly. It would serve to be a useful tool... Holding it by the handle delicatly, she watched almost casually as Fenris and Arsenic struggled. She was calm, for she had a plan- having a plan always made her feel so much better. Once the male was done and walking away from her son, she moved towards Fenris quickly. His hands were broken... that much was clear. And she didn't know any magic, so once again... there was nothing she could do. Spare this. "Take it." She said, pressing the silver knife very carefully into Fenris's left hand. "I don't know if you can attack him now, but this would help." There was no need for an exchange of thanks, so she quickly darted away. Her legs took the branches two at a time as she climbed up the nearest tree, feeling as though she had played some small part.
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Fenris Fenrir
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Treasure your sanity.....while you still can
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 26, 2005 0:12:17 GMT
As he was choking his foe, Fenris didn't realize that his opponent was fighting back until he felt the bones in his wrists pop and break as they scratched against the bones that weren't. That and being pushed back by the lycan did cause major pain for Fenris since his hands remained useless and he couldn't feel them at all. Even as the lycan told Fenris not to touch him again, Fenris ignored those words altogether; that Tunnel rat had hurt him and he was not going to get off lightly for it.
Yet he saw his mother press the silver blade that had stabbed Kage in the chest into his hand; still dripping with his grandfather's blood. But he couldn't feel it; he tried to command his fingers to grasp around the hilt of the weapon so that he might drive it into the heart of his foe, but the blade simply fell out of his hand. Looking at his mother as she climbed up the branches of a tree, Fenris let out a feral smile while saying, "As you can see I cannot use what you have given me now, but I can use something that you have given to me very early on. And if you be weak of heart; avert your eyes from what is about to come."
With a nod to a seemingly healed Kage, Fenris launched himself toward the back of the foe as the enemy walked away from him. True; his hands were broken, but Fenris was crazy and one can always expect a crazy person never to do something that is expected. And that is precisely what Fenris Fenrir had in mind. After running for a bit, Fenris put on one last burst of speed as he used the mass of his body to bring down the foe but that was not the only thing that he did. In a rather barbaric way, Fenris brought his head next to the neck of the foe and sunk his human teeth into the carotid artery. That was a weak point; if the artery was broken; one's life expectancy drastically dropped. Yet it was no easy task for human teeth to handle, so as the two combats fell to the forest floor, Fenris' teeth clamped down harder into the soft flesh of the neck in a vampric way; forgetting about how his teeth ached and throbbed to the point that it felt like they would burst.
Yet when the two fighters hit the ground, Fenris changed into the silver-grey monstrosity that he was. Now where he had teeth; he had fangs and canines; the tools of the wolf. And these weapons easily cut into the soft flesh of the neck and found their way to the carotid artery. The flesh intoxicated Fenris to the point that he no longer felt the pain in his hands nor the pain that erupted earlier from his nose. No; now Fenris Fenrir had lost it and would not stop until he gorged himself with his foe's flesh. The harder his jaws clamped down onto the artery, the more pressure was exerted and the more likely it was to break. Harder squeezed the teeth of the lycan and sooner he was reward with a satisfying pop.
As the blood issued forth from the foe's neck, Fenris greedily lapped it up; no longer caring that it belonged to a fellow lycan; this fool crossed him and he paid. Tossing himself off of the foe, Fenris turned back into his human form and lay on his stomach for modesty's sake for he lost his clothes in that transformation. Cursing his luck silently, Fenris' head turned so that it looked on the damage that it's master had wrecked and only uttered one statement. "And it would do you well never to touch me nor call me pup. I doubt that you will be able to do so again though in your current state. Say hello to whomever you met in the afterlife for me."
And with that, Fenris washed his hands of the matter(metaphorically), and just stared straight ahead; waiting for either someone to comment on his actions or to hear the last, wet gasp of the lycan that foolishly challenged Fenris Fenrir. Either way; nothing could get any worse at the moment.
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Arsenic
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"I am hollow and I will live forever.."
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Post by Arsenic on Oct 26, 2005 2:46:00 GMT
OOC: interesting post, but without my formal approval you can not kill my character, i knew Chris well enough that he would play that same potion thing he always does.
Kage was not the only potion handling lycan in the forest tonight. The moment Fenrir rose Arsenic's hand found the pocket of his pants. The vile he pulled out was filled with a greenish grey liquid. The vile top popped off with a snap of the finger. The greenish grey liquid poured over the neck wound and almost instantly the wound began to fully heal till not a mark showed of the fangs that had been in his neck. Arsenic rose to see Fenrir's back to him and he smirked.
Arsenic was paler then before but lose of blood could do that to a person. His hand slide to his opposite pocket and found another dagger. He grabbed the lycan by the hair pulling back and running the length of the blade across his throat from ear to ear. The blood poured from his neck wound as Arsenic tugged hard pulling the neck further away from the rest of the body.
He kicked the lycan in the back of the knees to cause him to fall forward and away from him. He looked at Kage and Cealla then down to Fenrir. His face blank the anger gone his eyes glazed slightly "Kage I know you keep a bottle of your potion with you, that should tend his wound well enough." He tossed a small vile of the same greenish grey liquid to kage "Pour that on the wound and it will heal."
He moved forward again back out of the forest and away from the blood split. Fenrir would survive this he was sure of it, Kage would see to that. Arsenic knew this just as he had known Kage would heal the knife wound in his heart. He never underestimated the tunnel lycan. He walked out of the forest and toward the lake
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† Cealla †
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Lycan
- Running Wild -
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Post by † Cealla † on Oct 30, 2005 13:19:59 GMT
For a few moments, the foliage of the trees nearly obstructed her view of the scene below her. All that she could hear were the signs of a stuggle, the typical cries of pain and splattering of blood. And then a ripping noise- at this, Cealla became worried. She hadn't wanted to see either one of them die- it was why she could not kill Arsenic by herself. Fenris had to do it, for he saw himself as a killer. She couldn't... could never see herself as a killer. The closest she'd come to killing anyone had been when she had bit Fenris, but even then she had never planned to kill him. She had hoped that it would just scare him away, but instead it had started a transformation far more serious than she could have ever imagined.
Jumping from branch to branch like a little cat, she landed just in time to see Arsenic toss a small vial right at her father's foot. Arching one eyebrown, she wondered what it was for... but not for long. Turning around, she saw her son on the floor, bleeding from a rather serious wound in his neck. Damn Arsenic. Why had he done this? He'd only just met Fenris mere moments ago; so why must so much blood be shed? It was unecessary. Completely and totally so. She couldn't stand all the fighting, but she was forced to push it out of her mind for a bit. She needed to make sure he would be okay.
Kneeling down beside her son, she picked up the vial and cradled it in the palm of her hand. She didn't care that he bled upon her and her dress of rags, nor that his eyes had that glazed-over, other-worlds look. He wasn't dead; not yet. But he very well might be in a few minutes, if she ceased to help him. The pleading looks that she cast towards Kage were not enough- either her own father was too weak or unwilling to help her with this. So. She would do it on her own. Uncapping the vial, she lifted Fenris's head up slightly and then poured it into the wound.
The effects upon the gaping flesh hole were much the same on Fenris as they had been upon Arsenic- the skin just began to sew itself together as though nothing had ever happened. Though the man was still pale and lying in a puddle of his own blood, she could see the faint rise and fall of his chest. He lived. Smiling faintly, she chucked the vial against a tree, where it shattered. She felt so disgusted, having to use the help of Arsenic, but there was no other choice. There wasn't enough time to get him to the Hospital Wing.
"Fenris." She said, deciding not to try and slap him into conciousness. "Fenris. Wake up." Would he wake; or had all her actions just been in vain?
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Fenris Fenrir
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 30, 2005 13:52:14 GMT
'Fenris....Fenris wake up...'
Where was that voice coming from? Hadn't he heard it before for it sounded like he should have yet he couldn't place a name with the pitiful voice that called out his name. But he remembered himself; how could he forget that? If he forgot about who he was, then perhaps there was no need for him in this world anymore. The recent events had shown that much at least. With the two lycans entering the Forest; the one fuming with rage and the other mocking him. Then came his mother, and in her anger she attacked the male and was later thrown off. Then Kage, the one that had plagued his early existence, made his entrance and fought with the male until the male drove a blade into Kage's flesh. It was at that point that Fenris lost all control and attacked the male.
He had his hands broken; those would heal in time. He had his nose broken and the wind driven from his lungs; those too would heal with the passing of days. But that slit throat of his was a different foe all together. He didn't know how many veins were slit with that one cut; how many nerves had been severed. This wound changed him. No longer would he believe as much in his abilities unless he knew for a fact that they were superior to his foe's. He had let his guard down the minute he thought that it was impossible for his enemy to rise up again, but it was possible and he paid for it.
In his mind he still felt the blade sawing through his flesh, the torrents of blood spewing forth and the head being pulled back all the while. This hurt was more grievious than he had recieved and he loathed the fact that all his efforts to harm his foe seemed futile. Yet now was not a time for revenge; now was a time for him to heal...but could he at this point? Slowly, his mind began to drift away from the loss of blood and he entered a new plane.
"Fenris! Come and find us Fenris!" Where were those voices coming from? Looking about him Fenris saw nothing at first, but soon two wolf pups came into view. Playfully they snapped at his heels and their tongues licked his legs. And then they started to call his name again and ran off into the Forest. With a smile at their antics, Fenris let out a guffaw of his own and soon was running after the pups intent on finding them. And it wasn't long before he found one of the pups; this one had a coat that was almost exactly like Fenris', yet their eyes were a different color. He had known better, Fenris might have sworn that this was what he would have been had he been born a lycan. But as Fenris tried to reach the pup, to stroke the back of it's head; it vanished without a trace. And then an explosion of white rocked his mind
Pain filled Fenris as something was poured onto the tattered remains of his neck. The explosions in his mind just keep rendering him senseless and helpless to stop the flowing pain that continued to come by the minute. Yet within a short time; the pain ebbed away like the tide and he was left there with only a memory of the pain. And to his surprise, he found enough strength in him for at least one thing.
Weakly opening his eyes like a newborn infant, Fenris' black eyes beheld his mother; the voice earlier must have been her's. She...she cared for him..perhaps even loved her flesh and blood, for she didn't leave him to die as she would have wanted to so long ago. Fenris Fenrir lost the strength to keep his eyes open, but he did manage to say one thing before being forced to conserve his energy.
"Thank you...my...mother..."
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