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Post by Roara on Aug 2, 2007 23:45:23 GMT -5
"Yay! The babysitting job again!" Roary said, then sat down, staring at the bird demon, wanting to eat him, but then remembering he is a demon, and could fight back.
"So do you like mayonnaises or ketchup on your food?" She asked, then began thinking of entries with the food.
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Post by xDuckyBoo on Aug 3, 2007 8:30:46 GMT -5
Violetta nodded in Raes direction, gave Zephyr a smile and giggled at what Roary said. "You guys don't know how many times I've told these stories, I havn't told one in about 3 years, The villages are getting to nervous with all the demons around they're afraid I'll temper with their children's minds." She shook her head quietly. "What kind of story would you like me to tell you?" Her smile widened.
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Post by Swift on Aug 3, 2007 9:25:31 GMT -5
Rynk looked towards the cat-demon as she replied to Rae and shrugged, "Oh, Roary, we're not as bad at keeping track of as infants," he said as though it were a light joke. As the cattle-demon ventured off to gather wood and other supplies needed to make a shelter, which Rynk was deeply in favor of, especially if it included at least an artifical roof to keep the elements out--he had nearly gotten used to sleeping under the rain sometimes--Rynk did as he was told and rested, hoping not to open the wound that had just been healed up by the water's magic properties.
Again, Roary spoke, this time about something to do with food. Though, being that he wasn't used to much at all of other worlds, it was no surprise he didn't understand what 'mayonnaises' or 'ketchup' was at all. "Where did you get such things, Roary?" Rynk asked, with a puzzled look pressed on his face, "And speaking of which, where did that bucket of water come from as well? Do objects appear from air... around here?" His speach slowed suspciously before the final two words in his sentence, having to quickly remember that he hadn't told the others that he did not origionally exist upon the world in which they all walk now.
But... his attention was quickly drawn away once again as Violetta agreed to share her stories. Although they were ment for children, it would definatly be a great way to just forget about some of the stress of the current day--the attack of the wolf demons and the long journey that still lies ahead of them.
"What about... whichever story is your favorite, Violetta?" Rynk smiled as he spoke, "I'm interested to see what kind of folklore exists around this part of the world." Again, the sentence he used masked the truth of his being.
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Post by Roara on Aug 3, 2007 9:33:37 GMT -5
"Silly human, ketchup and mayo is only two of the best things in the world that go on food. Also, no, there wasnt a bucket. I have power over every element but the earth, which I dont really need... Hopefully!"
Roary was once again floating on her banjo,this time in human form, lefts crossed and leaning to one side.
"Funny how things have gone along. Also, I am going to try and help your wound a little bit..."
More water appeared out of the moisture of the air, and with magic it entered the wound, and made it a bit more healthier, careful not to make it moist enough to rip too easily, but to help blood flow.
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Post by Rosy on Aug 8, 2007 9:47:23 GMT -5
Rae wandered back into the forest after the fire was burning bright. She wasn't sure what she wanted to find, but when she would see it, she'd know. Wandering down a trail, she found a large, thick canvas. She whistled to herself and pulled it out of the tree it was mangled in. She dragged it back to the camp and shook it out in front of everyone.
"Ladies and gents," she said proudly, interupting their conversations, "I found us a tent."
She used some sturdy branches from a nearby tree and snapped them off. She arranged the canvas over them so there was just enough room for five people to squeaze underneath it.
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Post by Roara on Aug 8, 2007 9:53:09 GMT -5
Roary went under the tent, and curled up in a corner.
"Wake me up whenever..." She said, and dozed off. She dreamed about kitties eating little fuzzy mice and spitting out their bones.
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Post by Swift on Aug 8, 2007 13:44:02 GMT -5
((Lol, Roara, wouldn't the 'magic water' try to STOP the flow of blood in the wound rather than help it? Lol. Getting a cut wouldn't effect anything towards how effective the heart pumps (unless the scratch was on the heart itself), and stopping the bleeding would definatly be better than helping it continue :x I'll just take it that's what you meant, okay?))
"A tent?" Rae's announcement immediatly got Rynk's attention, turning completely around to face her after she spoke to see if it really was so true. It seemed the demon had come across a discarded piece of canvas--it might have had a few little tears in it, but it was much better than sleeping under the sky again... especially now that there weren't even any trees to give at least some protection. After a few moments, Rae had the canvas pitched up by means of using strudy branches and sticking them into the ground, allowing the canvas to drape over them to make a shelter just big enough for each of them to lay under.
The material Rae found must have been off of a wagon or some other large object, Rynk pondered, they were lucky to have found it, and it might not be a bad idea to carry it with them for the next night as well--it wouldn't have been as roomy as sleeping seperatly on blankets or brush-beds, but Rynk would trade that any-day for something to keep the rain off his head for once. "So, I guess all we need is food now?" the adventurer spoke with a slight hint in his voice that he would have offered to get it if the answer was 'yes'.
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Post by xDuckyBoo on Aug 9, 2007 15:38:18 GMT -5
"Why don't I tell my story later on, we've had a rough day and well--" Violetta yawned." I'm Kinda knocked out." She giggled and then gave a smile to everyone. " You guys look wiped out too, " She stated.
She looked to Rynk as he questioned about food, she nodded towards him , " Who wants to volenteer? I'd do it but I've transformed into my full blooded demon form too many times today." She yawned again. Her eyes were half closed and the light purple orbs danced from the light of the fire. Her hair, kept behind her ears, stayed in position but every once in a while a big gush of air moved it in one big blow.
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Post by Roara on Aug 9, 2007 18:26:35 GMT -5
((no no silly, I mean like so it wouldnt harden and make the skin around it tight and it wont get stiff )) Roary awoke, saw Violetta about to doze off, crawled over, and curled up next to her, and started purring.
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Post by Swift on Aug 9, 2007 19:47:31 GMT -5
((But the skin needs to harden--it's the blood coagulating into a 'scab' so that the bleeding stops, the wound is protected from infections, and so that skin can grow over it again. Besides, for human-beings at least, messing with the method in which coagulation occurs can cause hemorrages and other problems around the area; not particularly good for Rynk in this case :\))
"I can go," Rynk replied after Violetta, "The rest of you should rest after all the fighting and running you did--it shouldn't be too dangerous to set up a few snares using plant fibers or string if I can find some Machkav* or Itsaykav* tracks." Aftwords, as though not waiting for anyone to reply back to his offer, he slid out one of his daggers with his left hand and walked towards a grouping of vegetation not too far away to inspect them, and see if their leaves were the ones he was looking for to use as a form of string. Though to his dismay, they weren't, so he would have to search farther off.
Standing up, he slid the dagger back into its sheath and turned around to look back towards the encampment. "Shout for me if there's any trouble," he called before turning around again, scanning the grass for signs of frequent travel of smaller animals.
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Post by Rosy on Aug 12, 2007 7:20:33 GMT -5
"No need to get some for me," Rae announced, grabbing a tuff of grass, "I'm covered!" She shoveled down the forage, not caring what the others thought about her grazing habits.
((Sorry, can't think XD))
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Post by zyphan on Aug 12, 2007 19:50:11 GMT -5
((omg. soooooooooooooooooo sorry i've been gone. i got grounded and my parent's wouldn't even let me on to announce my absence.))
Zephyr liked the make-shift tent. It would keep off the rain, and give part shelter to any wind. He crawled/ pulled his way further underneath, and grimaced as his injuries pained him.
Being as the others were beginning to yawn and get comfy for sleep, the hawk's eyes started to droop as well, though he snapped them open, trying to keep focused and awake. He thought about what Violetta had said about someone getting food, and decided to try and help Rynk. One hunter for five people wasn't an easy task- especially with one as voracious an eater as himself.
"I'll go too...See if I can't spot a deer or something from the skies." Zephyr doubted his injuries would be in his full form, although he had never been injured badly before, so he had no idea what was to happen. Concentrating past the pain in his chest and arm, he soon found himself in full hawk form- all feathery black and red predator. To his relief, the pain instantly vanished, and his mind was once again clear as the night sky.
Lifting off, he began to circle wider and wider as he searched out his prey....
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Post by xDuckyBoo on Aug 12, 2007 23:30:13 GMT -5
((its okay Rosy, No problem.))
Violetta blinked a couple of times and looked at the sleeping form beside her, The kitty made her smile , " Goodnight Roary." She whispered. She looked up to Rae and found her chewing some grass, " I wish I could live off grass." She sighed.
She watched Zephyr and Rynk leave and called out to them, "Be careful you two !" She shook her head afterward and layed in the grass looking up at the slowly forming midnight sky. One star was visable through the dark blue. She closed her eyes and imagined her life if she didn't run away.
She could see it now, Living with atht stuck up jerk might not be the best thing in the world but atleast she would be able to see her family. She sighed again and opened her eyes.
"Goodnight World." She whispered and fell into a dreamless sleep.
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Post by Swift on Aug 12, 2007 23:34:11 GMT -5
((Np, Zyphan. I know what it's like XD))
The afternoon sun seemed to be setting, and the once-blue sky was starting to thin out in color and give way to the unstopable wake of the moon and stars. The temperature cooled down without the sun being over his head, and a slight chill began to push its way into his skin, creating small, but noticable goosebumps. It was another day comeing to an end. Another day Rynk and the others had managed to get through. Another chance to see the light of tomorrow.
Having heard only a few murr-murrrs back from the camp, being that he was fairly far away, Rynk had no idea what the others were talking about or saying. But, before he knew it, a large shadow covered overtop of him for an instant, and drew his blank, white eyes up to the sky; he witnessed a person-sized, feathered creature soar over the ground. At first it startled him, not knowing if, whatever it was, had been another monster or not, but quickly after his surprise he assumed it had been the winged-demon that came along with Rae when they ran away. "I don't think I'll ever get used to them," he smiled to himself.
Just then, his foot landed in what he had hoped to find--the grass seemed to be pushed in one certain area that lead along like a path. Rynk increased his pace as he followed the obvious path, most likely left behind by frequent traveling of a small speicies of creature. "Perfect," again, Rynk said speaking to himself, finding what appeared to be a den that the path lead to.
A few minutes later, the would-be trapper returned with a few pieces of plant-fiber tied together into a slip-knot that he used for a snare, and a small, yet sturdy piece of a branch as something to support it to. Carefully, Rynk tied the end of the slip-knot to the piece of wood, and planted it into the ground like a wooden post off to the side of the trail he found, right outside of the supposed den. As for the loop of the knot itself, he placed it in the path itself, sitting up vertically so that if something ran through it, it would pull close around their neck, and tighten the more it tugged at the post he stuck in the ground.
"Now, just need fire to scare it out into the trap..." The brown-haired realm-walker turned around to go in search for suitable wood to make a fire to shove into the opposite side of the den. But, just after he did, a sharp roar made him flinch and turn around quickly. A small, volatile creature that resembled an earless rabit with a set of unnatural, carnivorous teeth came rushing towards him viciously with a high-pitched screech. It was so quick, Rynk had absolutely no time to react at all. The creature leaped straight towards him, and the only thing he could bring himself to do was brace for the sharp bite that was imminent. However, the horrific screech suddenly snapped to the sound of strangling--the unlucky beast had run straight through the snare, and got the grass-wire tangled around its neck.
Quickly, Rynk rushed to the subdued creature, and now with its mobility limited and its mind locked in a state of panic because of its sudden strangling, he was able to grab it from its hind legs and its head. Shoving its vicious mouth on the ground and holding it still, the adventurer quickly pulled back on the hind-legs with a snapping motion, effectively breaking the small creature's neck and killing it within a split second--it shouldn't have felt any pain at all. With a much-needed sigh of relief, Rynk picked up its corpse and examined it for a moment--so many strange creatures on this world. "I just hope this thing is okay to eat for all the trouble it was, ha."
And with that, Rynk made his way back to the camp with his find--it should be at least enough to tide the group over until morning, perhaps more-so if Zephyr found some food as well.
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Post by zyphan on Aug 13, 2007 15:18:30 GMT -5
Zephyr watched from the skies as Rynk took his catch back to camp, but made no move to go back. He wanted to find something that would last the group a few nights, something large like a deer. He continued to scan the skies, his eyes increasing with power as the light faded.
A rustling movement in the brush to his left caught his eye, and to his surprise and dismay, he saw a group of wolves, similar to those that attacked them earlier, stalking a wounded boar. He angled towards the group, and watched as the panicky animal tried to get away- with no success. The hunters began closing in, but Zephyr hurtled himself at the four wolves, crying an ear-splitting screech on his way down.
The five animals looked up, startled by the sound, but only the wolves seemed affected by it. They crumpled to the ground, trying to suppress the sound by covering their ears. A ring of fire began dancing around them, and Zephyr swooped in, killed the wild pig with a simple slice to the throat, and carried the corpse out of the flames untouched on his shoulders. He changed back to his full form, and tried to take off with the boar- with no success. Zephyr became half demon, and grabbed the corpse around the middle.
He took to the air with his prize, and flapped his way back to the make-shift camp.
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