LadyRunic

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Ayita Dyrkin

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Location Hanson Power Plant
{"Monsters aren't usually in the skin of a beast. Far too often they wear the skin of Man."}

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Ayita scrunched up her nose as she watched. The mouse in her wanted to curl away and wait for the massive creatures to pass by and drop food, but that was not to be. She did not for one second believe she could take both Quicksilver or the Witch. No, that would be worse than to take a pack of winter starved wolves. She was tempted to recoil from it all and report back- as would be wise. Not for the moment she wished for the form of a serpent. Of the poison bite. It would be very useful to have at a time.

But there was a roar and Starkette had turned about in the frame, most likely to deal with it. She gave a squeak of alarm. A form building in her mind's eye. Quick reactions to deal with the opponents, and it would be have to be strong enough to break bones. Her human mind gave a cruel chuckle, the runner couldn't run if he didn't have the bones to run on. It wasn't something the Professor or any of the other would approve of... But she was a monster for a reason. Her preferred choice would be a hyena, with that lovely jaw. But it wasn't in her small gathering of knowledge. A bear wouldn't have the quickness, though they would have the strength. No, her best option would be a wolf. Annoying and limited as it was.

Not for the first time she wished she had some telepathic ability. Mentally torn between warning Marygold and watching Starkette's back. Her mouse form quivered as it debated on what to do. The cost of not warning the others would be they would be caught by surprise. On the other hand, she could leave Starkette vulnerable to an attack. That would not be good. She ran her head into a wall, humans were so foolish! If she left Starkette they would probably think her a coward for abandoning her. If Ayita didnt' take the intel to the others they would think her a loose cannon. Which was slightly true at times. Why couldn't they invent something for a mouse for talk to other people? She scratched her ears, her tail twitching as she glowered at Starkette. Waiting for her move so then she could go tell Marygold or for one of the twins to attack Starkette. If the latter happened Ayita was fully prepared to launch herself out and take form of a wolf to give a good snapping to the offender. Hopefully the Shield Agent would topple out the window without the twins seeing her.

Hopefully.

Outmoded

I want to ask if you're okay. But your not. Take the time you need! And I hope things get better!

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Will post tommorrow

Samhain Intrigues

@Thecrash20 Ey ey!!! Get back here. We banter! It's fun! Come join the dark side! Falk!!!! Catch him.

". . . You have legs little mortal, you catch him."

OBEY ME! I CREATED YOU!

"Yes, and I agree he should run away. Now weren't you moping about something?"

Shut up...

Samhain Intrigues

@Belle Mhm..... Oh dear.

And don't worry. Yourself and Arys can fight over him if we ever get to that point. :P

Samhain Intrigues

@BlackPanther You are going to be a pain aren't you?

"Oh? What a cute little fox! I ought to see if Teggie will trade you!"

Samhain Intrigues

@Belle Remember this is FAR before Arys's time. So it could be awkward if I work us back to Fae Courtis. (Fleshing out the past so to speak) Yygdrasil is still alive awake, and politically married to Falk. ("That puffed up nuisance is not getting my bed.") I'm being a tad unfair and offering those of you who've stuck with this Rp a option of two characters (though one will have to be human), but as in the Rules... You have to keep them both up. Which may be hard for you, as you are busy.

What we need though are humans. They will be the basis for the Rp since I'm hashing out my Fae(s). Which is why I'm limiting them.

Samhain Intrigues

@BelleWell no worries! You're a awesome person any other way. I'm a much more horrible person than you.

Samhain Intrigues

Still looking for people.

@Belle Joining us deary?

Outmoded

There was a disbelieving sniff as Sasha talked of being a expert at breaking into places. It wasn't such according her past history about the being. Whatever he was. "Yet you broke my door." She muttered sulkily, not wanting to on her poor shop opened up to the riffraff. "And left my shop open to the elements. You just can't help yourself but to assault clothing and insult women can you?" Her eyes narrowed at him with a disapproving look as he set her in the car. If there was one button not to press with the tiny tailor, it would be treating clothing improperly. Something the poor strange had done on a multiple of times. "As if I would read that garbage of a book, toss it in the bin where it belongs."

Glowering off to the side, Alice puffed out her cheeks in a defiant huff of anger. "Sure, you've been miserable two hundred years... Doesn't mean you need to assault your clothing or mine, and kidnap people. What ever happened to manners? 'Oh, please, Miss Lynch. I need help resurrecting me ol' papa from some wormy coffin.'" Her Irish accent intensified as she grumbled, flipping along on the phone. "'Oh, look! I ripped me ol' coat and can't care for it properly. Yet been goin' to a tailor's for two 'undred years.' And still can't stand a accidentally misplaced pin." She glared at the phone, as it this was all it's fault. She should call the police she knew, but what could they do? They were hardly all that reliable, what with all her past experiences. "And I'm not hungry." She lied, her stomach grumbling at the thought of food. She had forgone a normal meal to get work finished. Dratted work! If only she hadn't stayed late or had stayed later!