Kamut
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Post by Kamut on Dec 24, 2008 16:57:31 GMT 1
Kamut thrashes wildly and tries to twist and turn, move an arm into the hold to push away or anything to twist free of the giant's hold.
((spending willpower to help escape))
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Post by Saxon on Dec 24, 2008 20:08:39 GMT 1
Damm he did not have long from the feeling, he howled a warning and then he activated his gift of resist Toxin. He hoped it would work as he went for the remaining guard's throat.
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Post by Karin on Dec 26, 2008 23:21:47 GMT 1
Karin didn't respond angrily. She didn't call Werner an idiot or set his head on fire. The horrifying fates of these rats, some of which could have been her brothers, cousins, or even children, was a little distracting.
"I think if you move that latch with that shiny trick you know," she said. "The cages will open. I've seen it before."
It was taking a lot of self-control not to jump up and start shattering things. The webs needed to be severed... but they would be soon. She just had to wait a little longer.
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Post by Werner on Dec 27, 2008 0:02:07 GMT 1
Oh, alright. Werner drops the argument about which dogs are worse dogs. They're all going to get snippy-snipped anyway. Instead he scampers over to the cages and clambers up the side, chittering to the rats inside of the cages. He does his best to appeal to the lowest common denominator amongst them, since the bright ones don't need as much help. Follow twitchy-rat-girl, she will take you to nest and food. They were probably all going to panic and run for whatever dark corners they can find anyway, but Karin will probably kick them into line if they don't get the idea. Once he's reached the switch, he reaches out and squeaks to the machine spirit of the simple mechanism. Little lock thing. If you wish to remain being a little lock thing rather than being melted down, you'll open. Weaver spirits are your bestest friends, if you know how to (ahem) trip their trigger.
((control simple machine))
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Post by Shehrazad on Dec 27, 2008 0:05:34 GMT 1
With the gift of the hardy Bone Gnawers, Saxon shakes off the effects of the drugs and his head clears a little. His attack on the guard comes before the man takes him by surprise, as he doesn't seem to be expecting him to ignore the effect of the dart that easily. He fumbles for his gun, but before he manages to fire off a shot, Saxon has already ripped through his armour and torn open his chest. He falls to the ground with a scream. "Please don't kill me!"he pleaded, although it was probably already too late for that, as he was coughing up blood in between the gasps.
The clawed Fomor keeps trying to struggle against the two Fenrir, but he doesn't have the strength to match even one of them in Crinos, let alone both. Nadya's claws dig deeper this time and tear through his chest, although she doesn't quite manage to get to the organ ripping before she hears his neck snap under Vasara's not-so-gentle twisting. The fomor stops struggling in their grip, although Vasara can tell he's not quite dead yet.
Kamut struggled in the giant's arms, but the fomor had an iron grip that he couldn't seem to break. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the strange gun-like needle in the guard's hand. Kasiya saw it too, and lunged in for another sequence of attacks with his claws, but he didn't make it in time. Kamut felt the pinch as the giant injected him with whatever it was he was carrying. He didn't let go of Kamut yet, but swung him around to keep him between himself and Kasiya. Kasiya's wild and random swings miraculously missed Kamut, but still didn't manage to hurt the giant Fomor, who seemed to be as tough as he was strong.
Kamut felt the effects of the drugs almost immediately. His head was swimming with drowsiness, and his reactions became slower and slightly sluggish. He was still aware of what was going on though, especially Kasiya waving his claws in his face.
The Weaver spirits respond to Werner's threats and decide to be nice and open the door. The rats immediately hop out of the cage and get ready to scamper off and get lost in the darkness, but Karin rallies them into line and leads them through the corridor towards Timo and the bolthole.
Status {rage, will}: Vasara: still on 4 aggravated {0,3} (Resist Pain/Trollskin still effective) Saxon: still on 3 aggravated {3,4} (-1) Nadya: On 4 aggravated {0,1} (Resist Pain still effective) Kamut: 1 aggravated {0,3} (-1 from the drugs) Kasiya: Healthy {1,2}
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Nadezhda
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Post by Nadezhda on Dec 27, 2008 0:17:21 GMT 1
Nadya growls, ignoring the snapping of bone, and follows the limp body of the fomor to the ground. Once she has it on the floor she digs her claws into it's ribcage and starts ripping out handfulls of internal organs. Before long not only are both her arms and their claws coated in blood, but her face and torso are spattered with spray from the torn organs too. Not that she knows it's still alive, she's just enjoying the moment now she's got a chance to get her claws wet.
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Kamut
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Post by Kamut on Dec 27, 2008 0:38:28 GMT 1
Kamut tried not to yelp in fear and uncertainty, as he's drugged with unknown chemicals that could be anything from a simple tranquiliser to a nerve agent. He struggled to close his minds to the post possibilities of the situation and deal, instead, with the here and now, and twists and turns madly to get free. He could worry about the side-effects after he wasn't having his arm's snapped off by this giant of muscle.
((burn willpower on escaping... again))
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Post by Saxon on Dec 28, 2008 22:14:45 GMT 1
Saxon really was not listening as he continued his attack. His pack was under threat so all he was interested in was ending this combat and going and helping his pack mates.
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Tony Vasara
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Post by Tony Vasara on Jan 6, 2009 14:22:24 GMT 1
Vasara keeps his hold until he is sure the fomor is dead. With these bastards you'll never now what they can or cannot do so it is better to be sure than leave one behind to heal it's wounds and hop back in the battle.
Vasara tightens his grip and keeps on twisting and pulling until he is sure that this one won't get up again. Maybe he could use the soon-to-be torn-off head of this fomor as a projectile weapon later if needed.
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Post by Shehrazad on Jan 7, 2009 22:00:04 GMT 1
Now that he's barely conscious, Vasara and Nadya have no trouble ripping what's left of the fomor to shreds, and Vasara even manages to rip his head off while Nadya unravels his intestines. Saxon has no trouble either, as the guard attempts to plead for his life, and puts the squirming man out of his misery.
Meanwhile, Kasiya is having more trouble. Even an experienced or coordinated fighter would have had trouble hitting the Fomor without ripping through Kamut, and Kasiya was neither. His claw swung wide off the mark again. Kamut, feeling the drugs start to crowd his mind, struggles harder and this time manages to break free from the giant's grasp. He regains his footing easily, although he feels less coordinated than usual. Just as he moved out of the way, Kasiya attacked again. This time he raked his claw across the man's massive chest, ripping through his shirt and drawing blood from his flesh at last. The giant takes a step backward and draws his gun back out, ready to start firing again.
The rats, on the other hand, are nowhere to be seen.
No damage this round, although Kamut loses another die for the drugs (-2) Status {rage, will}: Vasara: still on 4 aggravated {0,3} (Resist Pain/Trollskin still effective) Saxon: still on 3 aggravated {3,4} (-1) Nadya: On 4 aggravated {0,1} (Resist Pain still effective) Kamut: 1 aggravated {0,2} (-2 from the drugs) Kasiya: Healthy {0,1}
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Nadezhda
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Post by Nadezhda on Jan 7, 2009 23:51:27 GMT 1
Still trailing intestines in one set of claws, Nadya returns to the corridor to take stock of the rest of the scene. Saxon seems to have finished playing with the humans, so she continues on to the room Kamut had gone into. Seeing him and Kasiya still dealing with their enemy, she returns to the corridor and while doing so returns to her Glabro form and picks up her rifle. With the other two already struggling with the muscle man there was little room for another brawler.
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Kamut
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Post by Kamut on Jan 7, 2009 23:53:56 GMT 1
Kamut staggers and gives a half-hearted snarl of triumph as he struggles free. With his mind clouding by the second there wasn't much for it but to keep fighting and avoid getting pinned again. He certainly isn't going to flee while he's got at least one more on his side.
((just a simple claw, abort to dodge if the giant tries to grapple or shoot kamut))
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Tony Vasara
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Post by Tony Vasara on Jan 10, 2009 10:14:19 GMT 1
Vasara walked right next to Nadezhda, shifting into glabro. Saxon had disposed the guards, but Kamut and Kasiya seemed to have some trouble with their fomor. But as a real gentleman, Vasara decided not to interfere just yet. Mule still needed to prove himself as a fighter in Vasara's eyes, and for some reason it was always fun to watch Silent Strider trying to fight. "Stop fooling around and kill that bastard! Glory of killing that one is yours if you are fit to take it!" he barked with angry voice at the two dancing with fomor.
"...oh, and Nadezhda, make sure the mule and Strider won't get killed while trying." he said with lower tone to Nadezhda. He threw the fomor-head he was carrying at the giant, there was no chance it would hurt anyone that big but Vasara figured it would be demoralizing as hell and gave it a thumbs down-gesture as he made a sidestep to get out of the guns way.
He walked next to door where the kin was supposed to be and cursed on the way that he gave the key to Kasiya. Frustrated, he half-heartedly tried to open the door from the handle as he mentally prepared to kick the door in.
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Post by Shehrazad on Jan 10, 2009 11:02:33 GMT 1
Kasiya knew he wasn't the greatest of fighters, and the Get of Fenris would probably enjoy this much more than him. He ducked out of the way to avoid getting grappled or shot like Kamut, and let Nadezhda take his place fighting the Fomor. Sure, she was covered in blood and gore, but he doubted it was hers anyway.
(Dodge & move out of the way.)
Saxon stood up and wiped some blood off himself, then joined Vasara in Glabro near the door. "Push or pull?" he asked with a grin, placing his hands on the door to break it open if it was still locked.
(Only push if the door is locked)
Finally free, Kamut lashes out at his previous captor. Although he stumbles slightly on his way over, he manages to hurt him this time, and add another set of scratches to the giant's torso. The giant snarls at the contact, and finding himself outnumbered and cornered, he lets the rage take over and screams as he empties his gun into the fleeing Silent Strider. The shot only just hits him, however, but the silver still burns through his shoulder.
Vasara and Saxon do indeed find the door locked, however it doesn't take much for the two of them to rip the door off its hinges and add it to the pile of debris and broken furniture. Inside was the only room that was still untouched by the rats or the battle. It was a white clean room that looked just like a hospital room. A man in his early twenties was lying on a bed and strapped down with restraints. He lifted his head at the intrusion, and Vasara recognised him as Jan.
Status {rage, will}: Vasara: still on 4 aggravated {0,3} (Resist Pain/Trollskin still effective) Saxon: still on 3 aggravated {3,4} (-1) Nadya: On 4 aggravated {0,1} (Resist Pain still effective) Kamut: 1 aggravated {0,2} (-3 from the drugs) Kasiya: Takes one level of aggravated damage {0,1}
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Tony Vasara
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Post by Tony Vasara on Jan 10, 2009 11:27:42 GMT 1
Vasara rushes next to bed and with his trusty big knife cuts the restraints, helping the kin on his feet.
"Let's go, Jan. Saxon, take the front, we got what we came for, no need to play around here any longer. Let's retreat and regroup and slay the Wyrm." Vasara said grinning widely.
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