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"I'm-" Rikive cut herself off to slash at another vampire. "TRYING!" She shouted back at Tony. She needed a bigger distraction, something that would really draw these damned creatures away from-
Flames as bright as the sun suddenly swept through the crowd and Rikive held up her shield to protect herself from the heat. The fire blasted against her shield as it blew over their heads. She remained relatively untouched, but the vampires surrounding her ignited and furthered the spiral of chaos. Flint. That would certainly work.
She crouched down and picked up Parael's limp body, throwing his lanky form over her shoulder. Her shield arm gripped onto him to keep him there so he would be somewhat protected. Taking in a deep breath she charged back into the crowd, not as thick as before and greatly distracted by the attack on the fringes.
A few times she had to lash out with her sword or slam her shoulder into someone, but she managed to bully her way through the crowd. A stray bullet went in her gut and she grunted, but pressed on. Finally she broke free onto the other side, panting for breath and sweat beading on her skin. "I got the eldhúsfífl!" She shouted, running toward the safety of Flint and the hunter Gray. "Send them to their weak and pitiful Gods, lads!" She yelled as encouragement while she passed them and headed for the door. Loved as she would to stay and continue to help with the fight, Parael had been left to bleed for far too long.
The outside air felt like a blast of arctic wind when she emerged and headed for the van. She threw open one of the doors to the van and laid Parael down on the floor as her shield returned to a sheath. It clattered onto the floor and she placed Winterthorn beside it, within easy reach if something else happened.
Rikive barely acknowledge those still in the van and focused on taking care of Parael. A heap of swears and other choice words fell from her lips in old Norse as she ripped open Parael's shirt to get to the wounds of his chest. Her heart was pounding in her chest and it had nothing to do with the battle.
It had everything to do with the fact her close friend may very well die if she made a mistake. Tear's were close to the surface of her eyes as she pressed her hands tightly over the two gunshot injuries. The blood was warm against her skin but it sent a chill down her spine. Relax. Wisps of luminous white mist drifted from between her fingers, her magic flowing into Parael's chest to repair the damage. Please don't die.
Flames as bright as the sun suddenly swept through the crowd and Rikive held up her shield to protect herself from the heat. The fire blasted against her shield as it blew over their heads. She remained relatively untouched, but the vampires surrounding her ignited and furthered the spiral of chaos. Flint. That would certainly work.
She crouched down and picked up Parael's limp body, throwing his lanky form over her shoulder. Her shield arm gripped onto him to keep him there so he would be somewhat protected. Taking in a deep breath she charged back into the crowd, not as thick as before and greatly distracted by the attack on the fringes.
A few times she had to lash out with her sword or slam her shoulder into someone, but she managed to bully her way through the crowd. A stray bullet went in her gut and she grunted, but pressed on. Finally she broke free onto the other side, panting for breath and sweat beading on her skin. "I got the eldhúsfífl!" She shouted, running toward the safety of Flint and the hunter Gray. "Send them to their weak and pitiful Gods, lads!" She yelled as encouragement while she passed them and headed for the door. Loved as she would to stay and continue to help with the fight, Parael had been left to bleed for far too long.
The outside air felt like a blast of arctic wind when she emerged and headed for the van. She threw open one of the doors to the van and laid Parael down on the floor as her shield returned to a sheath. It clattered onto the floor and she placed Winterthorn beside it, within easy reach if something else happened.
Rikive barely acknowledge those still in the van and focused on taking care of Parael. A heap of swears and other choice words fell from her lips in old Norse as she ripped open Parael's shirt to get to the wounds of his chest. Her heart was pounding in her chest and it had nothing to do with the battle.
It had everything to do with the fact her close friend may very well die if she made a mistake. Tear's were close to the surface of her eyes as she pressed her hands tightly over the two gunshot injuries. The blood was warm against her skin but it sent a chill down her spine. Relax. Wisps of luminous white mist drifted from between her fingers, her magic flowing into Parael's chest to repair the damage. Please don't die.
Gray right now:
@KuroTenshi Tbh, I thought it seemed unlikely for the vampires to betray their little empire that quickly, especially since Rikker is like, second in command to the scary mummy guy. Especially the wiser ones. But I'll think about it. If its the only way, I can jump on board.
Very true >~> I was just trying to give you an in if you need it, sorry
Should I just wait to be kidnapped or something? Or could I kick some Lycan ass?
I kinda thought what Rikive said would be a good opening to get Kaori sort of "on their side" unless she's too far gone in her primal mindset to understand?
Cool! Post is up and if anything needs to be changed, I'll do so :D
For now, Rikive is showing off her skills!
For now, Rikive is showing off her skills!
The sound of gun fire reached Rikive's ears and her eyes widened before she turned and bolted out of the back of the van. She passed right through Beth and a shudder ran up her spine from the sensation, but she ignored it and headed for the club that was quickly descending into chaos. In a matter of seconds she was at the front door of the club, pushing her way through panicking humans that were fleeing the club.
It was absolute chaos. A horrifying feeding frenzy and she knew what the cause was.
Rage flooded through her seeing Parael in the clutches of a vampire. Not breaking her stride she reached into her purse to pull forth her sword. Rather than try to go through the chaos in front of her, she jumped up and over the fighting vampires. Her head brushed against the ceiling as she unsheathed her sword.
With a battle cry she descended into the center of the madness where Parael lay. The light flashed off the metal of her blade as it whistled through the air like a flash of lightning. It sliced through the hand of the vampire as he turned to react to her. His scream of pain from his smoking stump was cut off when she slammed her shield into him and sent him sprawling back and away from Parael. His dismembered hand turned to smoldering ash when it hit the carpet.
"Away or I shall send all of thee back to the fiery pits from which thy crawled from!" She shouted, taking up position over Parael and knocking back another attacking vampire with her shield. Movement out of the corner of her eye had her turning and her sword cut off the head of a red haired vampire. Her face was frozen in stunned horror for a moment before her head and the rest of her body exploded into ash and embers.
A vampire managed to jump on her back and sunk his fangs into the meat between her neck and shoulder. As the man let out a pleasure filled moan, she swung her sword back and stabbed him in the gut. He shrieked and released her, his fangs tearing open her flesh and clothes as he fell off her back, clawing at his burning wound. The injury on her neck was large and the scent of her own blood mingled into the air even as it began to close.
Parael didn't have the same ability as her. She needed to pick him up and move him somewhere safe to take care of his wounds. However she also needed both her arms free to keep the damn leeches away. As she hit away one vampire with her shield and turned to slice another open with her sword, an idea of pure madness came to mind. "Thou hast no hope of getting by me!" She shouted even as she continued to fight. "But, I will allow the vampire that aid's me-" She stopped to stab out with her sword, sending it straight through the open mouth of an attacking vampire and out the back of his skull. She yanked it out as the vampire's head as his body turned to smoldering ash. "To drink freely from me!" If nothing else the proposition should help further turn the vampires onto each other. They had already smelled that her blood was just as intoxicating as Parael's.
It was absolute chaos. A horrifying feeding frenzy and she knew what the cause was.
Rage flooded through her seeing Parael in the clutches of a vampire. Not breaking her stride she reached into her purse to pull forth her sword. Rather than try to go through the chaos in front of her, she jumped up and over the fighting vampires. Her head brushed against the ceiling as she unsheathed her sword.
With a battle cry she descended into the center of the madness where Parael lay. The light flashed off the metal of her blade as it whistled through the air like a flash of lightning. It sliced through the hand of the vampire as he turned to react to her. His scream of pain from his smoking stump was cut off when she slammed her shield into him and sent him sprawling back and away from Parael. His dismembered hand turned to smoldering ash when it hit the carpet.
"Away or I shall send all of thee back to the fiery pits from which thy crawled from!" She shouted, taking up position over Parael and knocking back another attacking vampire with her shield. Movement out of the corner of her eye had her turning and her sword cut off the head of a red haired vampire. Her face was frozen in stunned horror for a moment before her head and the rest of her body exploded into ash and embers.
A vampire managed to jump on her back and sunk his fangs into the meat between her neck and shoulder. As the man let out a pleasure filled moan, she swung her sword back and stabbed him in the gut. He shrieked and released her, his fangs tearing open her flesh and clothes as he fell off her back, clawing at his burning wound. The injury on her neck was large and the scent of her own blood mingled into the air even as it began to close.
Parael didn't have the same ability as her. She needed to pick him up and move him somewhere safe to take care of his wounds. However she also needed both her arms free to keep the damn leeches away. As she hit away one vampire with her shield and turned to slice another open with her sword, an idea of pure madness came to mind. "Thou hast no hope of getting by me!" She shouted even as she continued to fight. "But, I will allow the vampire that aid's me-" She stopped to stab out with her sword, sending it straight through the open mouth of an attacking vampire and out the back of his skull. She yanked it out as the vampire's head as his body turned to smoldering ash. "To drink freely from me!" If nothing else the proposition should help further turn the vampires onto each other. They had already smelled that her blood was just as intoxicating as Parael's.
Iiiiis, cutting off one of Billy Rikker's hand okay? I'm guessing I can't kill him?
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I'd say a little over regular height at the entrance. It's supposed to be a swanky place (or so I envision it).
... Why?
Rikive needs to take the quickest route to Parael since his ass is about to get chomped. So I was thinking she'd jump over the feeding frenzy, rather than try to wade her way through it
Question:
How high is the ceiling? >.>
How high is the ceiling? >.>
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