hey angel can I ask you a favor?
having fun with your Rp Pezz?
Eyes flaring open, the Farriel purked his ears up at vanessa's words. How didn't he hear her? Not even her smell was apparent. Never before was he this careless. Not pausing to think, Haff pulled his staff from the ground and hurdled it at the intruder. If she was a threat, he'd make the first move. If it wasn't, well, he made the first move anyway.
"Yes." Haff murmured, chewing on the tip of his claw. "The problem is finding him and taking down as many of the humans as we can. The only trick is making sure we don't die." Closing his eyes, the farriel began to think. They should sneak into a neighboring village, find the information they needed and then slaughter all who are there. The problem was not getting killed by the guards or some brave fool. What to do what to do...
The boy layed there, eyes half open. He was unresponsive. His lungs stopped working. The heart in his chest beating at a slug's pace. Too soon, he'd see the light.
Tyler could barely struggle. His lips turning blue. He was never a physical God, so losing conciousness now would be a new record for him. Slowly, the murky depths called to him, dragging him down.
After the hand guided him, his fingers worked over the rope. Soon it came loose, but in exchange it took his hand as it's surrogate.
In a last ditch attempt, the boy flailed his arms, hoping to touch something, to touch someone. Luckily, the bet paid off. He felt something, something human.
Swimming about, Tyler tried to find her. It was so dark, so murky. There might be monsters down there. Dear god, please don't let there be monsters. He tried to call out to her, but the water stuffed the words back into his throat.
The boy's initial confusion over the talking creature was dismissed over seeing Aly disapper beneath the liquid surface. "Aly!" Not thinking any farthere, he dived into the lake, looking for her.
Hiding in the underbrush, Tyler followed Aly. He was concerned. Why did she leave the group and what was with the bruises? Maybe the monster did that to her. If that was true, he couldn't live it down.
the Kendrith family reunion was cut short by the echo left by the burn smoke and the rocketing shard of metal. Larenzo turned to the guard, eyebrow raised, a perturbed smile playing at his lips* "Well well, lookie here, it appears a certains someone wanted to play hero. Maybe you should have read the manual my friend."
raising his paws, Haff tried to calm the two entities down. "That's enough out of the both of you. Listen, we all have the same goal, we hate humans and we want them gone. I suggest we work together towards that goal. Otherwise we're doomed from the start. Are we in agreement? If so, I'd like to know what you mean by entity?"
Nodding, the dead man watched her leave. A thankyou. Maybe that was real enough, but then again few things she said were. He wanted to believe, he wanted what she could give. Even though he knew it would never happen, he still wanted it. Shaking his arm and pulling back his sleeve, gex unsheathed a spiked braclet. It was back on his first mission, the first one with her. They had decided to wear disguises and hunt in sheep's clothing. It was such a far off memory. Unclasping the metal snap he turned the braclet inside out, so the steel spikes angled inwards instead of outwards. With as much force as he could muster, the masochist bashed his wrist into the wall, burying the spikes into his wrist and he drilled for what he knew kept him going. He let the now wounded appendage fall limp to his side, blood curling around his fingers. Walking slowly, he went up the stairs heading back to altar, murmuring a song as he went. "If I gave... a thought ...to fascination, I would know it wasn't right to care... Logic doesn't... seem to mind me... being fascinated by... a love affair... Still... my body would benefit... a little... tender care... from time to time, but never mind, because baby... I'm a fool... who thinks it's... cool ...to fall... in love..."
"What do you think?" Closing his eyes, Gex turned around walking towards the blond. He craned his head downwards, covering his eyes with his hair. He she wouldn't know the real reason, she couldn't. Besides, she wouldn't really care. She had someone. The most likely thing is she want to hurt something or maybe just getting away from the superior. Either way, he couldn't stop her.
Turning around, Gex saw Larxene, the Nymph. He couldn't understand why she was here. Wasn't demyx back at the altar? This didn't make sense, not a drop at all. Turning back around, he collected a few potions and stuffed them under his cloak. What ever she wanted, it was none of his business. "Greetings larxene." he said to her. "What do you require?"
nothing much you?
Thanks dude ^^
Scratching his chin, the mad king pursed his lips. "hmm, always wanted to crush daddy like I crushed mommy. Maybe we should give that a go." ___ Cold and flushed, The director couldn't take it anymore. Faster than lightning, he aimed his gun and prepared to fire. He could barely see through his tears. His hand shook wildly almost making the gun clatter to the groud. "You b astard! You bastar son of mine! How dare you speak of her so casually. "You aren't allowed to even think of her with you disgusting mind!
Appearing from behind a tree, Tyler gazed at them all with eyes frozen in fear. "Then teach us." he demanded, still holding the cat he was ordered to guard. "Teach us how to fight. Teach us to not have fear."
