pandora's box
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10-10-2024, 12:19 AM
Trapped in Pandora's box, her head in a blender. Iscariot's homecoming wasn't without trouble, wasn't without turbulence. The time spent gone hadn't been a walk in the park either, though she's healed from the ordeal reasonably. Reasonably enough to throw herself back on the battlefield, back at any target that looked juicy enough. She needs to fight, she needs to let go the pent up aggression in her system. Let it go before she reaches a breaking point.
Predatory steps, head low, gaze bright. All of her is wound tightly, a powder keg on the verge of explosion. On the verge of something terrible, or something beautiful. Knowing her? Both. Both was likely. A stark call over the barren landscape, she's looking for trouble. Looking for mother fucking trouble.
"Iscariot"
Predatory steps, head low, gaze bright. All of her is wound tightly, a powder keg on the verge of explosion. On the verge of something terrible, or something beautiful. Knowing her? Both. Both was likely. A stark call over the barren landscape, she's looking for trouble. Looking for mother fucking trouble.
10-10-2024, 05:44 PM
This place seemed to be Boreas' equivalent to Auster's boneyard. While they were here trying to make sense of the strange happenings, it was still worthwhile to hone his skills, particularly against new opponents. He was still growing into his young body, trying to get a feel for its edges. Kat ambled around its outskirts, almost stumbling to a standstill when he found what he thought at first glance was a pup. He'd never seen anything quite so small. It inspired a strange feeling in him. She was so small. He found himself rooted to the spot. Was she really here to fight? Stop staring, stop staring, stop staring! |
10-11-2024, 02:12 PM
All edge, both literal and... not. Iscariot's sharp gaze lands on the boy as he approaches, hackles immediately rising along her back, her shoulders. A pale boy with a fiery mane, his gaze on her resting too long. "Interesting defensive strat, kiddo." Musical in the way she speaks, a glimmer in her eye as she springs to life.
Charging the boy, her bats flitting over each shoulder, a decent enough way to keep watch. Out of the line of fire, they watch Riot spring to life. Spring to something dangerous, as she rushes the stranger. Ears pinned close to her skull, unwilling to give him purchase. Riot stays low to the ground-- hoping to make him work for it, if he wants to get a good grip, as she comes in hot. A flash of teeth as she targets his ankles at a dead run. If she could gather enough momentum, hopefully it would be enough to shake him from where he stood and keep going.
Everything about Iscariot is risky, flighty, and fun. For her, at least.
"Iscariot"
Charging the boy, her bats flitting over each shoulder, a decent enough way to keep watch. Out of the line of fire, they watch Riot spring to life. Spring to something dangerous, as she rushes the stranger. Ears pinned close to her skull, unwilling to give him purchase. Riot stays low to the ground-- hoping to make him work for it, if he wants to get a good grip, as she comes in hot. A flash of teeth as she targets his ankles at a dead run. If she could gather enough momentum, hopefully it would be enough to shake him from where he stood and keep going.
Everything about Iscariot is risky, flighty, and fun. For her, at least.
Iscariot vs Katsurō for spar
Round 1/?
Age: over 1
Size: Toy size
Build: Light
Companion 1: Female honduran white bat; 4" wingspan (perception)
Companion 2: Male honduran white bat; 4" wingspan (perception)
Skills: Master Hunter & Expert Fighter
Specialty: Cooperative (not applicable)
10-13-2024, 10:40 AM
Oh. She was here for a spar. Kat barely had time to collect himself before she came charging at him headlong, accompanied by two bats. It was hard to keep track of her since she was so low to the ground. Even as she flung herself pell-mell towards him, teeth and claws flying, it still didn't quite occur to him that this was a fight. Katsurō shook himself once he felt her tiny needle teeth glance at one of his ankles. Ugh, it stung! He peered down where she was between his legs and aimed a sharp kick to her backside as she sprinted through his legs, hoping it would send her flying without too much hurt. Katsurō vs Iscariot for Spar Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Dire wolf Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Fighter & Novice Hunter |