EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I did not expect to find you up at this hour. Or, what I'm assuming is a late hour. No idea what time it is there. Goodnight.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With Tzirret's delay, M'ibasa had the time to jump onto and throw his weight onto Tzirret's free arm. He wrapped his arms around Tzirret's, and did all he could to hold it down, freeing up Ma'tanza's arm in the process. She hooked her arm around his head and pulled it down to her torso in an attempt to put him into a headlock, even if it was from the wrong angle. She then used what leverage she could gain to attempt to roll him off of her to put herself back into an advantageous position. Alone, it would not have been possible for her, but with M'ibasa pushing as well, they were able to turn him back over to his back.

Ma'tanza kept her arm around Tzirret's head, and threw her weight onto his right arm. M'ibasa did the same with the left, leaving only his legs free. "Ma'tanza thinks...we have him!" She shouted, waiting to see if he surrendered.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As soon as Tzirret lost his balance, Ma'tanza threw herself onto him in an attempt to keep him pinned down. At first, they both ended up under the water's surface, but she pushed him, and therefore herself, closer to the shore so they could keep their heads above water. The siblings had the advantage currently, though it was obvious that neither were particularly trained. Ma'tanza was trying to pin him with her body weight, and had her arms around his torso, on the outside of his own arms in an attempt to keep him from using them. However, she was not using leverage and was simply trying to control his arms through force. Being a werewolf, that would not work for long. Although, if her brother had time to do the same, they could both together have the strength to keep him down, and he was already scrambling towards them.

"Pin him brother! Keep him down!" Ma'tanza shouted.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ma'tanza huffed. "Oh, come now. This one had wrestled werewolves before. And they seemed much more eager than you. They probably weren't nearly as skilled as you are, but it's just for fun. That said, don't you dare go easy on us." She grinned.

Both Ma'tanza and M'ibasa took positions beside one another, while the other two simply continued observing from the sidelines, chuckling amongst themselves.

"Alright brother..." Ma'tanza began, slowly moving to Tzirret's right, while M'ibasa moved to the left. "Go for his legs!" She shouted, prompting both of them to start rushing towards him through the water. Just as she had ordered, M'ibasa dove down and tried to get his arms around Tzirret's ankles, while Ma'tanza tried tackling him head-on. Tzirret was easily strong enough to stand up against Ma'tanza, but her brother could potentially make him lose his balance if he could not react.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Colors would simply say that he may actually know someone. We can summarize that when it comes time to skip to the next day. I may be able to get up another post in time for you to write one, since it's just for Tzirret's scene.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Out of respect for Sabine's privacy, Peiter had remained on the bed and not attempted to listen in on the conversation. He appeared nervous as Sabine was approaching, and spoke with an equal measure of fear. "So...how did everything go? What did...she..." He began, only to find her sitting down on his lap and interrupting his words with a passionate kiss. Not one to argue, he returned the kiss, as well as allowing his hands to wander quite...intimately.

"I...guess it went well." He commented once she pulled away from the kiss.

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For a few brief moments, the water was still and silent as the group looked to where M'ibasa had been thrown under its surface. The water was not quite clear, so they could only see his silhouette underneath. However, just as Bheja opened his mouth, M'ibasa righted himself and emerged from the water. Just as before, he coughed up a mouthful of water, then panted as he tried to catch his breath.

"Bah, by the twin moons, why can't M'ibasa ever win anything?" He grumbled, prompting his sister to walk up beside him, giggling as she put a hand on his shoulder.

"Wow, you really are stronger than you look, aren't you?" She observed. "This one thinks her brother did not quite expect what he was getting into."

M'ibasa sighed. "Yes well...he's a werewolf. This one can smell it. But it would go much better if you'd help, sister! Come on, we can take him together!"

Ma'tanza looked to her brother sympathetically, then turned back towards Tzirret and shrugged her shoulders. "Ah, why not? Though, don't expect too much, brother. He is good enough to be traveling with the Champion herself, remember. You think you can beat us both?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei looked to one side and started rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly. "Well, 'frightened' is probably an exaggeration. It has just always been a rather personal, and intimate concept for me. My father never spoke to me about it, so I had to figure out the details on my own. Since I never talked about it with anyone else, it just feels...strange to talk about it now, I suppose."

There were some unpleasant memories surrounding the topic for Meesei, but she decided it was best not to bring them up for the moment. Instead, she took in another breath and collected herself before continuing. "Anyway, I suppose you are probably wanting to...get back to Peiter. I did interrupt you, after all. I did have some questions about some potions you may be able to make, but they can wait until later. Enjoy yourself, but...do so carefully, alright? Always remember your potions."

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Ma'tanza laughed as the spell wore off and her brother slid off her back. "Oh, only when he is being a mischievous little kitten. So...yes, pretty much every few hours." She joked.

After pulling himself back up out of the water, M'ibasa coughed and spit out a mouthful of water. "Ah, come on, that's cheating! It's no fun to wrestle when I'm a statue."

[i]"True...it's much more fun watching you dodge fireballs!" Ma'tanza responded as she suddenly launched a small ball of flame about the size of her fist at him, which hit him straight in the chest. Of course, the flame she had used had been very weak and dispersed in the air, to the point that he scarcely even felt the heat of it by the time it hit him and dissipated.

"Ah, hey! That's no fair either. This one wants to wrestle!" M'ibasa shouted. Curiously he turned his head towards Tzirret and seemed to look him over. "Say...M'ibasa challenges you!" He said without actually giving Tzirret a chance to respond before he attempted to tackle him.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Is one of these the mission that involves the Naga survivors? If so, I'd like Ssarak to go on that one. Otherwise, he'd probably pick the hunt.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei's eyes widened in surprise, though it was not near the level of shock she had shown when she first stepped into their room. "So you've been mating...all day...then. I, um..." She paused briefly, clearing her throat. "...did not expect that. You must really be...enjoying it, I suppose. Forgive me, it is just...not what I am used to from my 'little girl', you understand. I do not want you to feel like you should not talk about this with me, even if it is not the most comfortable topic for me. If you ever have any, um, mating related questions for me, I will answer, even if it does make me as nervous as a frightened child." She said as she put on a more lighthearted smile.

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Bheja let out a huff through his nose and smiled. "Really? I wish I knew how to do that. I ended up breaking quite a few tools at first; would have been nice to be able to replace them before anyone noticed. I hated being chided for that. Better than back home, though. Father was always quick to thrash me with a stick."

Ma'tanza was just about to speak up when M'ibasa suddenly leaped out from under the water and onto her stomach, pulling her under the water briefly. When she emerged, he tried to tackle her again from behind, wrapping his arms around her neck. However, she suddenly started to glow with a green aura, which spread through touch to her brother on her back and froze him like a statue. It was a paralysis spell. Granted, her abilities only allowed it to last for a few seconds, but it was enough that she was able to stand up in the water and walk around with him hanging off her back like a cape.

Ma'tanza started to laugh. "Serelian has been teaching Ma'tanza all sorts of useful spells. A lot of them for fighting, but she likes the other, more fun ones."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei smiled at Sabine. "That is good to hear. I still remember back a few years ago when you were looking to me for help on how to even start a relationship. It was a shame that Caleb did not say yes, but he was going through a very tough period at that time. But, you did manage to get past it and keep trying. Indrel may not have worked out, but if he had, you would not be with Peiter now, I suppose. I believe...I am proud of you, for not giving up and finding someone you really care about. And not only that, but you have also approached the issue safely as well. Although..."

Furrowing her brow, Meesei cocked her head to the side and looked at Sabine quizzically. "Why...did you drink that potion before noon? It has been hours since then."

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Bheja emerged from under the surface of the water just before Tzirret asked him something. He had not been able to hear what the others had been saying from underneath the water, but he assumed they were still talking about their roles in the clan. "Oh, I used to help grow the clan's crops, back at our normal stronghold. Now, though, we don't need as many farmers, since we can't clear the trees around here to make room. I've been training as a warrior for a while now, though. A spearman specifically due to my stature. As Qa'habi is always so eager to point out."

Qa'habi smirked. "Well, this one has to, else you start getting some delusions of grandeur. Anyway, this one has been a hunter for a few years, but he has been training to use a sword too, so he can be an archer with our forces. Since the attack, almost everyone has been required to learn something to defend themselves, and even before that, he was encouraging more and more of us to become warriors."

While the others answered, Ma'tanza had dove under to acclimate herself fully to the water, then leaned back once she emerged so she could float lazily on her back. She guided herself over in front of Tzirret and turned her head to him. "Well, what about you, Tzirret? What do you do?"