[IC] Animal Army

[Tracyarmav]

Isa : Anisim Misolav

~ She wanted seconds first? Well, as long as Vlad doesn't complain about us being tardy on your account I suppose I can wait for you to eat seconds. Though I'd have just taken a snack to go, and enjoyed it after the match instead of risking losing a double portion during the match. Or are you just trying to stall? ~

Isa watches, rather annoyed that she wasn't ready yet, but willing to wait so long as it didn't impose any penalties later. He paced the room, as he waited, declining the invitation to join his opponent for a second meal, it would just make him slow and drowsy during the fight. Isa paced around the table Alana was eating at, so he wouldn't disturb the other recruits eating. He was not a particularly patient boy, and he was getting quite tired of waiting on Alana by them time she three quarters done with her seconds. He snarled as he passed behind her, indicating his impatience, vocally, while not interrupting his pacing around her table.

@L4dyH4wke

[BlackPanther]

@Morningglory
Lucifer turned at just the right moment to see her coming at him. He dodges, but barely. His head tilts and then he taps his chin. He heads into the shadows bleeding in perfectly. There he strips down the rest of the way and lets himself get angry. The sounds of bones cracking as he shifts echo. Though, he doesn't turn fully. He stops halfway. The result being werewolf like in appearance. Almost like a werewolf stepping out from the van helsing movie. His fur a rust color as he steps back out from the shadows. His canines poking out a bit from his muzzle. Ebony claws on the tips of his hands which had thick skin on the palms making them in between human and wolf.
This makes it easier for him if he wanted to turn full wolf. He snarls at her, his full form being more primal resulting in his half form being just as primal. His ears flatten and then he runs at her his right hand aiming to hit her with his claws.

[Morningglory]

@BlackPanther
When he headed away from her and into the shadows, she vainly hoped for a moment maybe he was giving up, and would let her go, based solely on her apple-throwing skills. That glimmer was immediately shattered when she watched his form grow monstrous. She found herself at a conundrum, stuck between is that what I look like to other people, and a resounding, I am so boned.. With claws headed directly for her, she had little time to react, and quickly pulled the jacket from around her waist, and ducked low, her hand briefly sweeping over her hip, then down, holding the jacket taut, sweeping under his form once more for his feet.

[L4dyH4wke]

Alana decides that shes had quite enough of the Tiger's impatience. "You know, if you keep pacing like that I might go for more food." She smirks. "Why don't you just ask nicely and I will come play with you?" She stands and takes her tray to the trash bin. Watching the Tiger try to unnerve her gave her just the push she needed to focus, just like when she was competing. She wasn't about to let this teenager throw off her concentration. "remember, Dear, you have been through worse." Alana had already gone through the guilt and remorse of knowing that her actions that fateful night had taken lives. She had been through the trial: stone-faced and unmoving, because when it came down to it, she didn't care. Alana just wanted her freedom back, a new kind of freedom than she had before. "If this kid thinks he can get in my way, hes DEAD WRONG." She jogs over to the Tiger, clasping him firmly on the shoulder. "Let's go, Kitten."

[Tracyarmav]

Isa : Anisim Misolav

~ You go for thirds little birdy, and you'll be my seconds. ~

Finally the little thing was ready to duel! Isa bounded ahead, out of the room and down the hall. He bounds down the stairs, barely touching them, and sliding across the landing, one paw hooked in the rail. Down the next flight, out the door, and down this hall too, Isa finally came to a skidding stop near Sean, at the indoor arena's entrance, where he glanced up at the scientist for permission to take his place in the arena. He was eager to start this match, and see if the little bird could actually do anything besides quiver in nervous fear and eat uncontrollably. He glanced up the hall, wishing the bird wasn't so slow on her feet, and then watched the pair already dueling in the arena until he was permitted to start his own duel.

@L4dyH4wke@KatherinWinter

[BlackPanther]

@Morningglory
Lucifer avoid getting hit in the feet since he was leaping. The result was sort of a cool matrix style dodge from both of them. He lands on his hands and feet and snarls. He leaps again this time aiming to try to tackle her his ears flat against his head and his ruff up. With the way things are going they met end up just dodging each other all day..which would be interesting to see how long Sean would allow for that. He also wondered why she was staying in this form and not going full canine or human....what if she can't go human...but why wouldn't she be able too?? He shoves his thoughts aside and goes back to focusing on what is happening in front of him.

[L4dyH4wke]

Alana follows Isa down the stairs, taking her sweet time. She knew it must be killing the poor Tiger to have to wait, but as of now, she didn't care. She would follow orders and do whatever she needed to gain her freedom. He seemed so eager to fight, it made her wonder how much of that was Animal instinct and how much was just personality. Alana sighed, she wasn't eager to fight so early. Hopefully she would make it out of this mostly unharmed. "Wouldn't want another trip to the Lab, now would we, Dear. Who knows what they would mix you with this time," she mused. Arriving at the bottom of the staircase, Alana took her place next to the Tiger. "See, such a big hurry to just wait here for our turn, we could have chatted a bit over breakfast, Kitten," she quips. She glances over at the scientist, eagerly watching the fight. "Wonder how the little Dog is doing." Alana hoped the fiery little dog was going to be okay. She sincerely hoped they would BOTH be alright. Seemed they drew the short straws on tough animal dna, but Alana knew she could at least survive.

[Tracyarmav]

Isa : Anisim Misolav

~ Of course we could have, we could also have duked it out right then and there, kinda like the first fight Isa'd been in, except less fatalities... probably. Besides, since when did you have anything worth chatting about? ~

Isa was mostly just to eager to get started to care about anything else at this point, he didn't harbor any particular ill will towards Alana, but he was always a cold individual anyway, so she wasn't likely to get much better from him any other time either. He watched while he waited, sitting in the entrance, tail twitching, silently critiquing the combat as it unfolded.

Luci should just shift to full wolf, and chew her up, she shouldn't have stood there like a gaping jackdaw while he shifted. She may have lost her chance of winning this right there, but she stayed in her faunus form, so maybe she had plan. Clever duck Fiona, should have sent an elbow or fist up into his belly though. Luci you fool, keep your feet on the ground, you're bigger than her stop jumping around, it just makes this easier for her to gut you.

Isa didn't really care who won, he just hoped one of them would figure out how to fight soon, so he didn't have to watch them play fight all week. Part of him noticed Alana rooting for Fiona, but it didn't really register for him. Comradeship ... indeed, community, had failed him, had failed his family, so Isa had no interest in ever relying on anyone again. He was tired of being hurt by others, and wanted more than a little to make sure someone else felt his pain. In theory, he wanted that someone, or those someones, to be the ones who hurt him, but his actions were painting a different picture.

@L4dyH4wke@KatherinWinter

[KatherinWinter]

@Tracyarmav@L4dyH4wke
"The two of you can spar next. You will not kill or seriously injure each other. I will have the guards keeping an eye on you. The idea is to see who is strong and see what you are currently capable of. None of us are very impressed with your stills so far. For criminals you sure don't seem to be able to do as much as we thought you would be able to do." Sean told them as he watched the canines go at it. He knew taking on teens would be a challenge but he had underestimated how difficult they would be.

[Tracyarmav]

Isa : Anisim Misolav

~ Are you just blind, or dumb as the shite you excrete? I passed my mission, or at least completed the goal set out for me with a moderate chance of escaping capture. I've already slain a handful of guards in just two fights, I manged to injure Vlad, on my own initiative, even with unexpected interference from Luci. Who honestly should've gotten a bone or something for saving the man's life, assuming Vlad actually cared about rewarding loyalty or whatever that sicko desired. The restrictions were a nuisance, but Isa had expected those, volunteers weren't cheap, and that was the most easily acquired commodity at this facility. But constant testing with no real feed back was really starting to bother Isa, everything so far had just caused him pain and frustration. He was really starting to rethink his grand scheme. It seemed this wasn't an academy for soldiers, it was just a lab, and only the dead rats ever got to leave. ~

Isa considered reacting to Sean's ill phrased commentary, but decided to save his energy for the upcoming duel. Instead, he lay down on the floor resting his head on his paws, watching the circus before him and wondering how long it would take to finish his own bout. he wondered if anyone would notice if he just left... true he couldn't go far, and at least one of the guards would stay with him watching him warily, but if he decided to go finish Vlad off and just be done with everything... Could he do it? Isa thought it was probable, but there was still a good chance he'd be denied access for some reason or another, and then he'd just be back to square one. Isa flicked his ears towards Alana, wondering what she was thinking, if she had a plan or strategy for the coming fight... Well, time would tell.

@L4dyH4wke@KatherinWinter

[Morningglory]

@BlackPanther
Fiona let him come at her, taking her to the ground, her hand sweeping back over her hip. She'd have to time this perfectly if she wanted to get out alive. The weight of his body hit her like a truck, and she easily bent backward to the floor. He was close, face to muzzle, and she could smell nothing but his feral breath, see nothing but his gleaming teeth. She stared into his lupine eyes, knowing full well he could see every fear, doubt, and maybe even a glimmer of excitement, and stabbed up into the muscled meat of his side with the weapon she had concealed in her clothes, the prongs driving hard between his ribs.

[BlackPanther]

@Morningglory
Lucifer winces. He's felt worse, but that doesnt mean this new pain was comfortable. In response, his mouth opens up and gently clamps around her neck. If she moves, she gets to deal with his sharp canines. This is his idea of getting to where she can't move too much...hopefully she doesnt stab him again...he might clench his jaws...and that would make him feel bad. He hopes she will give up, but knows better then to count on that. After all, she has a weapon. A weapon that really hurts and is probably getting blood all over it...hopefully no infection comes from that stabbing.

[Morningglory]

@BlackPanther
The blood on the handle of the fork made it slick. It wouldn't do much damage, and didn't even slightly deter him as he placed his mouth around her neck. She couldn't help it, a growl escaping her throat. If she lost, she was probably dead anyways. May as well have earned it. She released the fork, grabbing on to the top and bottom of his muzzle with her hands, wrapping her fingers between the narrow spaces in his sharp teeth. "I didn't know by sparring you meant something so, intimate." She growled I his ear, kicking up with her hips, forcing her knees up into the narrow space between him and her chest between them. He was heavy, and it took all of her force to shove her strong, acrobatic legs out straight out, like a hydraulic jack. She could feel the blood run down her fingers and hands from where she gripped his razor sharp teeth, and groaned against the pain and force it took to keep him from just crushing her throat outright.

[BlackPanther]

@Morningglory
Considering that he wasn't trying to crush her neck, he wondered why she was pushing so hard against his jaws. He felt the kick from her legs and winced again, but did not move. After all, sean did say he didn't want anyone dying or getting too majorly hurt so he is doing his best not to kill her....even though she seemed to think he is trying to...and that fork is really uncomfortable. He feels the blood coming out of that wound and grumbles. Hopefully sean would call for the fight to be done...that he won since she is now incapable of really doing anything. That is unless she pulls off something totally unexpected.
@KatherinWinter

[KatherinWinter]

@BlackPanther@Morningglory@Tracyarmav@L4dyH4wke
"Enough. That was pretty good. Lucifer you win this round. You can think about what sort of reward you want. I would suggest that you have more them one reward in mind. But that is up to you. Fiona you did well. But you lost. The punishment won't be too bad but you will receive a punishment of some sort. You may head to the medbay. Isa and Alana you maybe enter the arena." Sean stated.

[BlackPanther]

@Morningglory@KatherinWinter
Lucifer shakes his head to get her grip off of his mouth and stands. He goes and gathers his clothes before slowly walking to the medbay, his wound from the fork bleeding quite a bit. he does not look at Fiona, as his vision is a bit blurry from blood loss and the inability to shift back to human with that fork in him. He finds somewhere to sit and promptly passes out in it, knowing that whoever was going to deal with him could do so easily.

[Tracyarmav]

Isa : Anisim Misolav

~ At last! Smart move by Luci, nice try Fiona, enjoy your night in the kennels. ~

Isa sprang into the arena past the exiting Luci and Fiona, running around the edge of the arena Isa got a feel for the area he would be fighting in. Slowing to a jog he returned his focus to Alana, and watched her very closely as he waited for her to strike, or Sean to order the fight to start. He kept in motion, wanting to see how she would react to a moving target.

@L4dyH4wke@KatherinWinter

[Morningglory]

@BlackPanther
Fiona laid her ears back as Lucifer got up off of her, and pulled back her hands. She didn't know how this fight would go, and she had assumed, as the far smaller and more domestic of the two, that getting hurt, and badly, was going to be part of the trial. She looked down at her hands. Didn't matter now. She had lost, as she had assumed she would.

She followed Lucifer to the med bay with downcast eyes and ears laid flat against her head. She watched him flop down on a nearby bench, and chewed her lip. She had been fighting him like her life had depended on it, and she felt she should probably do something to make amends.

Fiona meandered over to him and sat down on what little bench was left. She could still see the glint of the fork in his side. "Um... Here. Let me get that for you." She muttered, reaching over and pulling the fork out from between his ribs with a sick, sliding sound, and dropping it on the ground with a soft clatter. She looked around and grabbed a handful of small gauze pads and put them over the wound, pressing down with enough pressure to staunch the bleeding. "That's not going to feel good, bit it's something." She said, looking away and ignoring the stinging in her own hands. He was down for the count, and she figured he couldn't hear her anyway, so what was the harm? "Thanks, I guess, for going easy on me. You could have really smacked me around and I wouldn't have blamed you."

[BlackPanther]

@Morningglory
Lucifer is knocked out cold, with no way of knowing what all she is saying to him. However, his body recognizes the removal of the fork as the ability to go human. So, Lucifer becomes human again....being naked with his crumpled clothes covering himself...every scar is visible. From the clean purposefully given ones to the ragged ones each seem to want to tell their own story about some part of his life. The most prominent being the large Y on his body. It is clean, as if given by a steady surgical instrument. A sharp contrast to the smaller ones about him.
His side bleeds a bit more, though it seems to be clotting a bit...He should be okay, though the wound may need stitches.

[Bec]

Vic hurried toward the arena to meet the others. She mentally slapped herself for missing breakfast, the last thing she needed was for everyone to think she was lazy or something. Plus she had missed food, possibly even meat, her stomach grumbled at the thought of a good steak. She'd make sure to make a good first impression at the arena, assure her peers knew she was no slouch. Vic's mind started to wander to her current apparel as she moved. It wasn't much, but range was never a bad color on her, she could cut off the sleeves to show off her muscular arms, maybe tear it to at expand the collar, show a bit of cleavage. She smiled, if anyone could rock the orange jumpsuit, it'd me her, especially now she had gained cool wolf-ish features.
Vic finally pasted though the area doors, to be immediately greeted by the sight of a very scarred, very naked young man. She couldn't stop herself from staring for a moment before she regained her thoughts. So a guy was without cloths, he'd probably just lost them transforming. That didn't explain the scars, but they where all criminals it was to be expected some of them had been seriously roughed up in the past (even many of his scars looked like they could only come from torture). She should introduce herself. "I missed breakfast," she paused, still taken back at the sight before her "You can call me Artemis."