IC: "StarClan? I'm sure I've never heard of that before," Kyle said quietly. Smiling, he added, "Anyway, my name is Kyle. Pleased to meet you. Say, you wouldn't happen to be part sphinx, would you?" As a thought struck him, he quickly turned to the minotaur creature. "When are we supposed to start fighting, anyway?" he asked.
Will was tacken aback at the cat's wail. He reached forward and scratched her comfortingly behind the ears. despite his warm smile he felt a little odd petting her that way. More than likely it was because she could talk. Duskheart? Another odd name. He was meeintg a lot of interesting creatures that day. "Its going to be alright Duskheart. We will get you back to where ever you came from." He said trying to convince himself as well. Will saw out of the corner of his eye that the minotar turned to Kyle. Its sickly eyes narrowed as a grin spread on his face. "Half an hour from now. Three of you will be going to fight three from the red team. When one being dies on either side the fight stops. Just one death per round."
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"Poor furball." Saw-back said, frowning. "I don't think this 'Starclan' you speak of has abandoned you. You've just been kidnapped from them. They're probably waiting patiently for you to return to them." Saw-back crouched so that he was at eye level with the large cat. "Don't worry Duskheart, I'm sure we'll all get home soon." Saw-back began to worry then. If his master wasn't around to dismiss him, the how would he heal? If the cat was larger and able to communicate with everyone, then he was probably able to be killed by anything here. "Hopefully we'll get back in one piece." He added.
OOC: I'm such a slow poster...XD
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IC: "Okay, then..," Kyle said, turning back to the group. "So, who's going first? I wouldn't mind getting a little bit of action, myself... I mean, assuming no one objects?" He tapped his wand against his knee as he spoke, rolling the sleeves of his hoodie up just behind his elbows. He wondered what he would be fighting...
OOC: 1001st post.
-- Edited by Wolf on Tuesday 17th of March 2009 01:02:02 AM
"Th-thank you..." she murmured, unable to suppress a purr from being scratched behind the ears. Then she froze. "D-death? As in....fighting?" She perked up slightly, and then froze a little. "I...I can fight. I was one of the best fighters for my age in StreamClan." She nodded, smiling a little. "Besides, I'm really quick. And I think I'm the smallest from everything here. Or at least, it looked like that just by getting a glance from the other team.
Ooc: Grats on your 1001th post!
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
et looked at the poor she cat and carefully walked closer to her. She smiled at the cat not realizing her fangs whre showing. "Hello Duskheart"she said quietly "My name it Pet"she introduced herself. Pet's chocolate eyes where bright with hunger but not for the cat and interest. She wanted to pet the cat but didn't want to affend her by asking to do so. "You're really pretty"she noted
Once they started to talk about fighting and death Pet tensed alittle. She was amde for fighting and was good at it. What she lacked in size she made up for in speed and agility. If she could feed before the fight she would help for sure but until then she wouldn't be much help.
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"Well get there if its where we want to be and if not, well then I guess we never really lost anything in the first place."
Will turned his eyes to the minotar. The beast grinned widely revealing horrid yellow stained teeth. "So we have two volunteers. The small brown creature and the bored boy." It noted the intrest in Pet's eyes and pointed to her. "You will be the final one on the team. Prepare yourself. You are going to be fighting a second team of highly skilled creatures." The minotar stepped through the force feild with a portable key. The shield shut quickly behind him. Will turned to Duskheart with large worried eyes. "Youre really going to out there and fight?!" His hazel eyes widened to the point that they looked like saucers. He turned to Kyle with the same worry in his eyes.
IC: Kyle raised an eyebrow, and then smiled. "Don't worry about it; I can take care of all of us," he assured Will. "I happen to know a wide range of spells and jinxes, so we should be fine." Walking over to the pile of weapons and armor, he picked out a pair of forearm shields, which were made of an unrecognizable black metal. He strapped them on, waiting to eb called into the arena. "Where are you all from, anyway?" he asked. "I'm from Britain, though I'm descended from some villagers in Transilvania."
Pet wiped the dumb look off of her face and then said "I-I can't fight without...feeding first. I won't have enough energy"she looked through the weapons in hope of her gun being there. Just as she was about to give upt here it was in it's black case. She strapped it back in place and took it out. She twirled it on her finger before putting it back in it's case. She felt better knowing she had her pistol on her.
Pet's eyes went to the wizard and the once chocolate eyes where now slightly narrowed with distrust
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"Well get there if its where we want to be and if not, well then I guess we never really lost anything in the first place."