[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location: Sub-Basement[/color][/b] [/center]
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Mary kicking him was expected. Kicking him hard enough that he hit the wall behind him and several ribs cracked with a throbbing searing of lesser pain in comparison to the missing kidney. Tatl, the fairy girl, made a smart ass comment that had Richard severely wanting to boot her from the room. But he needed to keep Poison Ivy and Dean focused on him. The intervention of Logan was a blessing, though not one that lasted for long. Dean had sprung into action.

And then the speedster's hand was stuck in Richard. Literally. Chuckling weakly despite the blood flowing from his mouth. [color=Olive]"For the love of..."[/color] The Adder cocked a fist and took advantage of Dean's situation. Namely by slamming his fist into the boy's head, knocking him out cold. Though he was also out of the fight with a missing kidney, his cracked ribs and a speedster connected to him like some deranged Siamese twin. Falling with the lad, Richard wrapped his arm about Dean's neck. Readying to choke the boy back into unconsciousness if he stirred. He did not want to kill the 'Puppy' after all.  Giving a glare to Guin, he shook his head with a sigh. [color=Olive]"I should be scolding you to get back Beast. Go, lass. Don't you dare die on me, or my ghost will haunt yours."[/color]

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location: Formal Sitting Room -> Outside(First Floor) [/color][/b] [/center]
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The ravens were loosing the advantage in the dark for this was the realm of predators more silent of wings. But Ayita studied the prone form of Shelly as she rode the currents of air. Diving in a last descent Ayita pulled up sharply to guide across the dark lawn. Shelly was no longer her issue, the girl was prone and thus the least of her worries. Jean, however, was a threat and one Ayita well knew from what information she had been able to gather. Her wings a beating war drum as she felt her bones crack and feathers fall away. A raucous caw turning into a roar of a primal beast that had walked the shores where even she balked at walking in the North.

Then Ayita felt something slip away from her as the great white bear bounded over the lawn. No longer was she in control but a keen instinct that knew that this was a fight for... For what? Deciding that the danger poised by the Human woman was sufficient. This she-Human would not be allowed to enter her territory uncontested! Claws out stretched in the low light as they gleamed. The maw that unleashed a massive roar of fury as hundreds of pounds of muscle, fat and fur landed where Jean had been before the tricky human had moved aside like seal. These eyes were no longer holding human intelligence but raw primal instinct.