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Into the Jaws of the Green Dragon Part One - February 17, 2004 Spuds: [JRSFB] *The wait for them to be let into the Don's office is all of half a second, and as the doors close behind them they notice that not one thing has changed. The Don himself is still doing paperwork at his desk* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods, clears his throat slightly to let him know they're here, and otherwise waits silently.* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *patiently, eyes forward* Spuds: [JRSFB] *The Don looks up and smiles* One moment. *finishes whatever it is he's doing and then stands* Well, those 4 days went by quickly didn't they? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods.* I thought they'd be a little slower, but I have the feeling 4 weeks wouldn't have taken much more time. 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Nods* Indeed. Spuds: [JRSFB] That's just how it is. *starts heading back out the office twords the elevators* Mr. Ellsworth found the Ravagers yesterday, he should be ready for the Totem Rite now. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods, not quite able to describe his seperation from Wolverine as 'good'.* Alright. *And heads to follow.* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Lets the Don go first, falling into lockstep after a few paces* Spuds: [JRSFB] *pushing a button neither of them can even percieve the elevator takes them to the 13th floor of the building, and into Dustin's series of labs. As usual the Theurge can be found in the lab that holds the Lunegate, however he's there alone, with no technicians or other Theurges.* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *a rather discreet nod to Dustin* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *And steps in, but otherwise stays silent. Simply ~not~ looking forward to this shit.* Spuds: [JRSFB] *Ellsworth wastes little time, stepping to a summoning circle made of curved neon tubes and calling forth an Avatar of Rat* Spuds: [JRSFB] *The spirit manifests as a small rat, with beady little red eyes. Staying within the circle it looks at the trio and speaks in a rather loud voice concidering it's stature* Looks like you three really fucked the pooch this time eh? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *And stands, crouches, or kneels as appropriate.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] Seems so. 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Squats on his heels, nodding slightly* Spuds: [JRSFB] No other Totem would touch the three of ya at this point, but me, I got a thing for vengence. And that's what ya have ta think you've been given. Few Garou get the chance to take a final shot at those who have hurt them as much as you guys have eaten it. Don't think about succeeding, don't think about dying, just think about killing as many of those bastards as you can. Give the spirits of those they've killed vengence. *With that said the spirit scampers over to bite each lightly on the leg before it dissapears* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Slowly going over the names in his mind...Medea, Ben, Ashe, Kylie even...4...* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods and stands, driving the thought "I want MY totem" out of his mind.* Spuds: [JRSFB] *At the bottom of the social barrel, the three are joined by the power of Rat, the patron of underdogs, and as they start getting accoustomed to the new bond between them, Dustin begins the briefing* The Ravagers are in the swamps of Florida. They took out a group of peanut brained reptile shifters and have begun to poison the land around them. Most of them are underground. Using some patch of quicksand to reach their Hive. The surface only has a few guards and no spirits, probably so they don't draw too much attention, but you can bet that underground it will be pure hell. 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *remains in a half-squat, kicking memories back before standing and waiting* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods and listens.* Spuds: [JRSFB] *Dustin leans against a table* And, to make things worse, I interrogated a few banes. Rahzoreg has done it. He's passed beyond Elder and has become a ~true~ Legend. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Grunts.* Just what I was hoping to hear. Can the peckerslurp get his hands on a Zmei or two while he's at it? 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *A soft grunt* Joy. Spuds: [JRSFB] Don't know but I finally figured out about that staff of his. It's Churjuroc's Tusk. It summons Nexus Crawlers. It needs a sacrifice however, so do not, under any circumstances, get captured. 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] Capture is bad. Check. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods.* An important note--you got a pen? Spuds: [JRSFB] *picks up a pen and tosses it at Jublain* Now for a little good news. *he reaches into his coat and produces a crystal flask, it looks to be filled with something like mercury but brighter and shining faintly* This is how you are going to kill him. Water from the Silver Lake of Erebus. With as much Wyrm Taint as Rahzoreg holds, the pain this causes should make his heart just explode. *hands it to the Don who takes it silently* If I could, I'd send an army of spirits to help you, but I can't. I can however make the armory open for anything you want. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Shrugs and tucks the pen into a jacket pocket.* I already have all the weaponry I need. But respirators would be nice. 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *flips through his mind* 40 milliwatt pulse rifle? *pause* Just kidding. Rebreather and a big gun. Spuds: [JRSFB] *Dustin nods and walks over to a cabinet, which he apparently loaded beforehand. Three small rebreathers and two not so small pump action shotguns. The shells held to the rack on top painted deliactely with glyphs* Loaded with silver slugs. *hands one to the Don and the other to Twomoons* 16 shots total in each. Rebreathers are good for about 30 minutes before the filters in them are worthless. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Nods but at least takes a rebreather.* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Nods, accepting the shotgun with a small twinge, rebreather in hand* Spuds: [JRSFB] *the Theurge then begins to type rapidly on the console next to him, and the three concentric rings of the Lunegate start spinning in opposite directions. Electrical arcs start at the center and snap outward to the three rings and in a minute's time a hole is literally torn in the fabrics of space and time and a Moonbridge opens in the center. Dustin gives them some final words* Fuck 'em up guys. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF POB 3; Mr. Longevity): [OUHOW] *Smiles.* Planning on it. *Waits for the Don, then steps in.* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Hopes to Gaia the calibration's okay on that thing* Spuds: [JRSFB] *The Don smiles and lays a hand on his best friend's shoulder and then walks fearlessly into the unknown* 'Twomoons' ( Always look on the bright side of life ): [ZC8P8] *Takes the rear, for what it's worth* ~end part one~ Part Two - February 19, 2004 Spuds: [MS9US] *travel through the Lunegate is .... strange. Their hair stands up on end and it feels like they're walking backwards, on their hands, with their eyes crossed. It only lasts a second and when it's over, they're in the darkness, with Luna's half closed face above them and the swamp about 5 feet below them. The trio lands with a squelching thud and the Don's thousand dollar suit is rather quickly ruined* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Shitshitshit...starts looking left and right, mainly just to see if they got landed in swamp or quicksand* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Shifts to Crinos as soon as he hits the swamp--mostly because he needs the extra height.* Spuds: [MS9US] *it's swamp...at least Twomoons thinks it is. The good news is they aren't sinking any quicker. The bad news is that they're all up to their shins, or in Jublain's case thighs, in mud and water. Stealth will be extremely difficult.* Spuds: [MS9US] *The Don stands and flings mud from his hand, then wipes it off the stock of the shotgun before he shifts upward to Crinos* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Draws Kjede-Bryter, drops of water freezing on the head of the hammer as it wakes up for action.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Double checks behind and shifts to crinos, making a few exaggerated questioning motions- "Which way?"* Spuds: [MS9US] *The Don looks around, his eyes gaining a glazed look as he peeks through the Guantlet, then gestures to the East* ~HT~ That way. Move slowly, stay low, I'll take point. *the shotgun, toy sized in the massive Crinos paws, is stuffed inside the Don's suit and he draws the dedicated silenced .45 in one hand and his klaive, Cold Fire, in the other. The ancient klaive glows blue as the spirits within are awakened and the Don's eyes gain the same color* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Nods and cranks up the armor, warts and callouses bursting through the thick fur. It's no more comfortable than the fur, but it won't be for long...* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Nods, getting his staff in a semi-ready position before slogging through slowly, taking the left side* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Takes the right, hammer ready to throw rather than swing.* Spuds: [MS9US] *The cold of Kansas is not evident here, and in comparison it's almost balmy in the mid 50s. The swamp smells of untamed elements, but the further they go on, the more the stench of decay and the reek of death creeps under the natural scents of the land* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Wrinkles his nose slightly, guesstimating that yep they are on the right track-shrugs once to loosen up before getting the gifts fired up* Spuds: [MS9US] *Suddenly the Don stops, holding up a hand while his ears twitch and turn in various directions, his High Tounge whispered* ~HT~ Wait. There's a sentry. *circutry seeps into his eyes as he swivels his head slowly like a radar dish, stopping to their left* There. *and if they look hard enough, they can see the crouched shape amongst the high reeds, faint moonlight glinting dully off the dark green scales of the Ravager* ~HT~ Stay here and be ready in case I miss. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *And since he'll need all the stops for this one, he concentrates a moment to wake up the girdle as well--not a women's girdle, but something more like a weight-belt, with a rams'-head buckle. Otherwise, he stays silent and keeps an eye out.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Nods and waits, Hammer ready, and whispers to Twomoons.* HT--Let me try with Kjede-Bryter first. I've got more than sixteen shots. 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *takes a three-point crouch, straining briefly to make out the scales and other rude things* Spuds: [MS9US] *the Don fades across the Guantlet and then time seems to stretch forever as nothing happens* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Waits, ready.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *A slow nod and a long look around for another sentry, just in case* Spuds: [MS9US] *Twomoons sees no other lurking shapes in the darkness and as he turns back to the one sentry he manages to see just in time the Ravager's head simply explode forwards and the body slump to the ground. The Don returns to the world of flesh holding his pistol where the back of the previously mentioned head would be, the silencer smoking. Apparently, the Don shot him ~through~ the Guantlet* ((I've been waitin forever to use that Gift. *sniff sniff* )) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] ((And a two-minute pause while Spuds changes pants...)) *Nods and advances.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Elders have all the fun. Scoots forward, staying low and slow and looking around still* Spuds: [MS9US] *the Don crouches still and looks at the body* ~HT~ Something's wrong. 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Nods a little, whispering as much as crinos allows* ~ht~ Only one, and why put a sentry above? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Comes up to the body and looks it over.* HT--Possible they noticed the Bridge? Spuds: [MS9US] ~HT~ Not just that. *rolls the corpse over and points to the massive claw wounds in it's chest, wounds that are days old* It was already dead. Spuds: [MS9US] ~HT~ Maybe. Or they were expecting us long before now. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] HT--Possible. Does it change anything? 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *shakes his head* ~ht~ Means they may have relaxed their guard a bit. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] HT--Well, that one's about as relaxed as it gets. Spuds: [MS9US] ~HT~ In either case, I don't sense any more sentries up here. Which is a problem. How do we know which patch of quicksand leads to the Hive and which is just quicksand? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] HT--Well, it's a good bet this one isn't it. How deep does quicksand get? 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] ~ht~ Deep enough that we're screwed if we hit the wrong one. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] No more than 15 or 20, right? Can we come up with a tree that's taller than that? Spuds: [MS9US] *nods* ~HT~ So how are we going to find which one? Wait a minute. I have an idea. *starts dragging the corpse* Spuds: [MS9US] *there are no trees in the swamp* Spuds: [MS9US] *Or more appropriately, there are no trees in the Everglades. This section at least.* ((The 'glades are pretty much flat murky gunk.)) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Nods and watches.* Or a large corpse... Spuds: [MS9US] *walks over to what seems to be just a patch of swamp* ~HT~ This is quicksand. *takes his klaive and slices off the corpse's arm and tosses it into the middle of the puddle* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *slogs through to keep pace, hoping this is a damn good idea* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Watches.* HT--And once it goes beneath the surface? Spuds: [MS9US] *the arm sinks... slowly. Painfully slow. The Don slices off other body parts and hands them over* ~HT~ Hopefully seeing a body part will get one of them to come up and investigate. Go try with other patches of quicksand. Look for the lack of plant life and algae. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Shrugs.* HT--Sounds workable. *Gets to the far side of one, so that if one of the others gets company he can help, and tosses his part in.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *slips, slowly, finding a reasonable-looking spot and letting the part drop in. Hopefully theres more spots then parts, otherwise this is gonna be a really long night* Spuds: [MS9US] ((Okay roll one die. We'll see who gets lucky. *chuckle*)) 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] (( Twomoons tries to get lucky in a swamp: 10, )) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] ((3)) Spuds: [MS9US] ((Heh figures. Just proves Children of Gaia can get lucky anywhere.)) *Twomoons' part sinks quicker than the others and minutes afterward a bulge starts in the center of the puddle and grows quickly into a big, bulky Ravager* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Moves to flank, then slaughter the bulky fucker, hopefully before he gets too far out of the quicksand* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Watches his carefully, but when the bubble appears he waits until the sucker's out of the sand... and then Kjede-bryter is airborne, howling as it leaves a trail of frost in its wake.* Spuds: [MS9US] *The Ravager looks around, holding the leg that belonged to the decoy they had set. When he sees Twomoons he doesn't look surprised, instead continuing to rise from the quicksand, he howls loudly, the Symphony of the Abyss. And all the quicksand starts bubbling* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Moves quickly around his patch, the Hammer returning to his hand hit-or-miss, ready to throw again.* Spuds: [MS9US] *The hammer takes him in the torso, knocking him out of the quicksand to land on the more stable ground right in front of Twomoons, and then in front of Jubes, three Ravagers burst, all in Crinos and all slavering and wanting the kill. Another trio pops out in front of the Don. It seems all the quicksand pools led to the Hive. Go figure.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *brings Ouchmaker around as quickly as possible, aiming for knees and shoulders and anything else that might show up* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *SMiles, this is more like it, and bursts into a flurry of action, trusting to Spirit of the Fray to let him lead a hit to the weakest-looking one, then parrying blows, bringing the massive hammerhead around as if it were featherlight to smash paws and wrists.* Spuds: [MS9US] ((Ouchmaker?)) 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] ((A Crinos sized staff. Nothing special, other then the size.)) Spuds: [MS9US] ((Ah okay. To clarify, Twomoons only has the wounded one in front of him. )) *Jublain unleashes the fury, his first throw knocking one of the Ravagers back into the quicksand, and then he's stuck holding his own against the other two. The light puffs of the Don's silenced pistol can be heard along with howls of pain, the Elder is apparently not having a problem.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Job one-kill this twit in front-leaning forward and taking a big bite out of whatever's in front of him, then to job tw0-backstop Jube* Spuds: [MS9US] ((I'm gonna leave it up to you guys to describe the combat when it's not main opponents. *nodnod* You know what the Ravagers are about, you know better than I do what yer characters are about. Just make it look good.)) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Ducks left, still looking to fend off blows, let them strike the head of his hammer rather than him, and trying to maneuver so that one of them is in between him and the other one.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *takes and gives, and falls back under a shoulderbreaking blow, before ramming his muzzle under his opponents chest and chewing through some scales to get at the fleshy underbelly* Spuds: [MS9US] *The Don stands easily behind the wall of stone standing between him and the Ravagers, plugging the one dumb enough to jump and try to get over over it. The Ravager dead from the silver migrane before he even hits the ground.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *The things being longer-legged than him, they're quite a bit faster in this swamp, and so instead he drives forward, one upswing of the hammer knocking a slashing paw aside to the nearly-musical sound of breaking bone, then the axe-head end slamming into its shoulder. Nor does he stop there, ignoring the flailing scrape of one that does no more than draw a thin red line past the callouses and warts that the Fold-Trolls have granted him, thrusting the spear-spike at the tip into the creature's chest.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *finally snaps something in his opponents' innards and shoves him back with a slight grunt, backpedalling towards Jube to give him some breathing room, with a nice rope of intestine hanging from his muzzle* Spuds: [MS9US] *The Ravagers break through the Don's wall with their Balefire breath only to find he's not there. Seconds later the one on the right's head explodes followed immediately after by his buddy's skull* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *The second falls, starts to rise, but a downswing of the Hammer drops him with a melon-splat, and Jublain swings the hammer viciously, slicing deep into the third's stomach as it raises an arm to strike him.* Spuds: [MS9US] ((Didn't know hammers sliced. And here I've been using knives all this time. *snickers*)) 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *slogs forward to join up with Jube just in time to watch him whack the third one* P-tui. Spuds: [MS9US] *The Don appears from the spirit world again and reloads his gun* ~HT~ Well, that didn't exactly work as planned. Any serious injuries? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] ((*G* Niklas-made hammers do. The front end is a hammer, slightly convex and ridged to help get through armor. The back end is an axe-head, and from the top is a spike. Thrust, slice, or smash.)) *Whirls around to finish the sucker off, running the spearhead from nuts to neck... perhaps a little overkill, but hey, he's in a bad mood.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] HT--Just a scratch. *Pauses a moment and concentrates. His eye grows red-rimmed as the claws of the paw grasping the Hammer gleam silver, and the pain feeds his Rage. And a moment later the left eye goes from an opaque white to an opaque black as his blood itself becomes a deadly weapon, an acidic black bile.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] ~ht~ Broken shoulderbone. Gimme a sec. *lifts his arm slightly and winces as the bones reknit* Spuds: [MS9US] *nods and prepares himself, his fur turning into steel, his claws turning to silver* ~HT~ That's 8 down, 22 more to go. *he extends his hand to them both* To victory. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Nods, looks at the Don's silvered claws and then his own, and half-assed busts knuckles.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *a soft chuff* ~ht~ Victory. Spuds: [MS9US] *leaps into the middle of the quicksand without any further delay...the crazy old Elder actually believes that they'll win. And maybe, just maybe that belief is enough.* 'Twomoons' (Hallelujah we get to ~kill~ things now!): [4VXJA] *Shoves the rebreather in his mouth and hops in* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *Stops, reaches down to one of the Spirals, and rakes his silvered claws over the other Garou's, sparks flying as his claws sharpen to beyond razors--then leaps in behind him.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [WTFEK] *And stuffs the rebreather once he has to take a breath... which ain't frickin' long.* ~end part two~ Part Three - February 21, 2004 Spuds: [LZBGF] *The sinking through the quicksand into the Hive of the Ravagers feels almost like being born in reverse. From all sides the clinging, stinking muck presses at the three Garou, and it seems like they're stuck in it for hours before they drop 15 feet to land in a breathless heap on a fleshy feeling floor. The reek of yeast and other, less identifiable but none the less disgusting, smells assault their Crinos noses and the Hive is lit with the green sickly glow of Balefire* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Looks like a frickin' goth-club... *Draws a complicated symbol in the air, Gnosis trailing behind his finger as the 'drawing' grows more complex, When he quits, the marks on the air fade slowly, although they're visible enough to spirits.* ((Spirit Ward)) 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *crinkles his nose, spitting the rebreather out and looking around a little, making sure the shotgun is clear of muck* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Tucks his own rebreather into his belt, takes a firmer grip on the hammer, and has a good look.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *There's only one way to continue from here, a tunnel in the center of the room that goes down further into the earth* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Takes the lead this time, seeing as he's easily short enough for the others to fire over.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and as they reach the tunnel, the growls begin. From all around them green luminous reptilian eyes open and Ravagers begin to step from the darkness at the edges of the chamber. A full twenty of them, all in Crinos, some armed some with just poison dripping claws. The trio are surrounded with down being the only way open.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *gets himself into a crouch, sliding forward slowly and staying still every few moments to listen for sounds* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Except that if they were trying to get away from all the bastards, they wouldn't have jumped into a pit of quicksand to begin with. Bursts into a savage growl as Kjede-Bryter howls its flight.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Takes the shotgun and lifts it up above his head, jamming a claw into the trigger guard and just firing blindly, racking the slide forward as quickly as he can-bad aim, but the situation doesn't seem to call for precision shooting at the moment* Spuds: [LZBGF] *The hammer flies and misses, returning to Jube's hand as the Ravager that ducked just starts the Symphony of the Abyss...the Don stands forward, a silver sheen arising on his steel fur* ~HT~ Go. Find Rahzoreg and kill him. I'll hold them here. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Hold them? *Looks at the number again.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *the shotgun just kind of squelches...too gummed up with quicksand and water and gunk* Spuds: [LZBGF] ~HT~ That is what I said Mr. Wade. I will hold these lackeys. Go and deal with the serpent's head. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Clean that thing out, then follow. *Heads into the tunnel, moving as fast as his stubby little legs--and the fetish around his waist--can propel him.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Well, fuck. plan B.* ~ht~ 15 seconds. *shifts back to homid starts to work, cleaning the majority of said shotgun in what would probably be a record if anyone was keeping time, then shifting right back to Crinos and praying he's not too late* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and TM witnesses the beginning of the end. The Don in a matter of seconds activates more Gifts than should be possible, a Wall of Granite rising up in front of him, two Hunter Spiders appearing out of nowhere next to him and extending chain guns from their carapace, his claws turning silver, his eyes turning mechanical, flame springing up around his mane and who knows what else that doesn't have such visible signs. He turns to Twomoons and growls out* ~HT~ GO! *and then with a challenging howl he leaps into the Spirals right in front of him, swinging with his Klaive, firing with his seemingly clean .45, and the Hunter Spiders supporting him by pouring lead into the chamber* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Keeps on rollin', movin' fast.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Oh Gaia fucking hell let this be one of the fools you're looking over...thumps off howling out a little song of his own* Spuds: [LZBGF] *the further down they go, the more and more reptilian and organic their surroundings get. By the time they reach the bottom, the walls are green glowing scales and the floor is akin to the inside of some beast...the sounds of battle above them still filter down faintly, the gunfire and the screams of pain* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Keeps moving, although he slows down in deference to his lacking lung, occasionally cutting at the walls in the same manner he might casually key a car as he passes.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *racks the slide a few times to make sure that yes, it is probably going to work, hustling as much as he can to catch up to Jube, the working lung bitching and moaning and wanting overtime for this* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and after cleaning it, yes it should work. The tunnel/throat begins to narrow considerably and ahead of them they see some kind of valve blocking the tunnel off. And standing in front of it is a giant of a Garou. In Crinos he towers over even such figures as Hadrian and The Wall and Truth-hammer. Spines of bone protrude from his back and shoulders and scales cover him in the way ancient armor would. In his hands is what has to be the biggest two handed sword on earth, 9 feet long from tip to hilt and dripping with a black bile that originates from engravings of Glyphs giving praise to the Wyrm. He is the last barrier before the Alpha, the Paladin of the Scale. As the two approach he howls out a challenge and a curtain of Balefire springs to life around him, an aura of corruption and death* ((Reccomended Background Music: Bile - In League, The Clay People - Awake, Static-X - Black & White, KMFDM - Wrath)) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] ((*G* Mark Chesnutt, Tracy Byrd, "Good way to get on my Bad Side")) *slows before he reaches the bastard, howling out his own promise of death, one that echoes even up into the chamber where the Don fights (Call of the Wyld) as he moves in, right side towards the Ahroun for more defensive work.* Spuds: [LZBGF] ((Ugh afk for a minute.)) 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *just grins...he's gonna have company in the homeland-motors forward to polevault over the balefire with his left, getting the shotgun up close and personalbefore he fires** Spuds: [LZBGF] ((Back. *grumble* )) *the slug catches him full in the side, blowing out his torso but he isn't the Beta for nothing and he doesn't even seem to feel it as he swings the great sword, chopping the shotgun in half and almost doing the same to Twomoons* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Plays a more careful game, himself, holding just an instant and smashing at the Crinos' chest while its swinging at Twomoons.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *The Beta is forced backward by the hammer blow, but the aura of flames burns Jublain's body and spirit, lighting his arms up* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Well, there went that bright idea....brings the staff around and between the Beta's legs and rolls forward, hopefully he'll get tripped up so Jube can do neat things with the hammer* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Snarls and dispenses with careful as his fur singes--careful takes time, and in the middle of a frickin' fire time is something he doesn't have to spare. Instead he dives in, his silvered claws working almost as well as the blessing from his true Totem, letting him blow Rage like there's no tomorrow--there's an apt figure of speech--as he bores in.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *The Beta lifts a foot and brings it down hard, snapping the staff in half, he swings the greatsword like it weighs nothing, parrying the first of Jublain's blows and then expending his own plethora of Rage slicing Jubes in a diagonal cut and turning with the same motion to catch the lowered Twomoons on the side of the face as he comes out of his roll* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Snarls, even the callouses and warts granted him by the earth-lords enough to stop this, and swings the hammer up quickly to smack 75 pounds of iron and silver and spirit into the blade before it can reach Twomoons and boring back, Hammer flashing featherlight in one powerful arm.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *snarls nice and loud, getting in as close as he can to drive his claws into the beta's wound as deeply as possible, and hopefully inside the range of that damn sword. If not, he's gonna have some explaining to do in the homeland* Spuds: [LZBGF] *The Beta doesn't feel Twomoons' claws sink into his body and grab hold of his spine, and so he doesn't pay any attention, instead feinting Jubes out and running him through with the Great Sword, pinning him against one of the walls. All Twomoons has to do is give a hard yank, even as the Balefire is burning him* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Snarls again, only gifts keeping him from collapsing where he is, hammering at the Spiral's arm frantically.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Reefs that fucking spine as hard as he can, drilling upwards with his left claw to perform some impromptu closed-heart surgery* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and as the Beta draws back a claw to end Jube's exsistance, he jerks and the sound of a wet snap is heard...his eyes widen and he turns slightly to look at Twomoons before the Balefire, and then the Garou, collapse to the ground dead as a doornail* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *And now works on getting the damn sword out of him.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *pulls his hands out of the beta's stomach, flicking the excess off slightly before getting ready to pull that sword ~out~ of Jube and make with the fast healing so that they can go apeshit as healthy as possible* Spuds: [LZBGF] *between the two, weak as they are, the sword is removed and drops on top of the corpse with a loud thunking sound* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Stops, whirls the hammer so he's striking with the axe-head in a motion as natural as drawing breath to him, and with one massive slice ensures that the Ahroun isn't getting up.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *takes a long, slow breath and puts a hand on Jubes' shoulder, firing through Gnosis like some Garou go through Rage, making sure the wounds are healed before tending to himself* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Tenses, making an effort not to knock the hand aside, but grunts.* HT--Thanks. 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Nods* ~ht~ Yah. Let's see what's behind door number one... Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Don't forget, the Don still has the stuff. *Smashes at the membrane.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and just as Twomoons says it, the valve opens with a rather gross squelching sound. Beyond it is what could only be the head. Literally, the floor is the jawbone and the ceiling the roof of some gigantic reptilian maw. Teeth hang down and point up along the walls and meet at the end of the room where a single throne sits. An occupied throne* ((Cue Rahzoreg's theme: Danzig - Mother)) 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *nods*~ht~ recommend a fighting withdrawl and link back up with the Don, and go from there. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Not that there's anyone to fight. All the same, he might need the... *And the jaw opens.* Alright. ~you~ get him--or it, if he's dead. Spuds: [LZBGF] *the sound of slow, taunting applause reaches them as Rahzoreg stands up and claps his scaled and clawed hands together* Well done. To all concerned. The circle has come around to the end and my plans have borne their fruit. Tell me, how does it taste? To know damnation at the hands of your allies? 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] ~ht~ Aim high if it's not. *slips in and moves to his right immediately* Spuds: [LZBGF] *the valve closes shut behind them...they didn't walk through they were swallowed...or more appropriately spit up* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Been there, done that. *Turns and looks.* Well, that fucks the plan, doesn't it? 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] ~ht~ Got the T-shirt, bought the hat. 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] Yeah, didn't take very long either. Usually the plan doesn't fall apart for a good 5 seconds. Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg stops, cocking his head* Are you two quite finished? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] Rahzoregh>>Hold up a minute. TM--Went well so far, anyway. No way but forward. *And advances towards the left.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] Forward looks good to me. *starts advancing to the right* Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg draws The Dragon's Fang and just stands there waiting* Do try and hurry, I have a Sept to refill and your spirits to torture for all eternity. Spuds: [LZBGF] *something just isn't right. Rahzoreg looks no differant than when they last saw him. He certainly doesn't seem like a Legend* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--But first of all, you have to stop watching Army of Darkness over and over again. Now. *Growls out the word casually, but there's nothing casual about the way Kjede-Bryter flies, trailing frost behind it and howling with a fury of its own, or the way Jublain's stubby body fires forward itself until it seems he might overtake the Hammer.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Launches himself forward as soon as Kjede-bryter sails, a tiny misgiving being quickly filed under "Crappy Intel", cause really, this is not the time for navel-gazing* Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg ducks the hammer, which is now only centimeters from hitting Twomoons and charges Jublain, not even shifting to Crinos, swinging the Baneklaive wildly* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Doesn't even slow, Kjede -Bryter appearing in his hand as the blow misses, and parries quickly, driving forward.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *comes back around and makes with some attack-from-behind action, the little puffs of Rage coming as quickly as it allows* Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg sidesteps into the Umbra, and TM's claws meet Jubes at the same time as the hammer strikes TM. He appears on the throne a moment later, laughing and spinning the Baneklaive idly* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Snarls--at least his armor can hold off Twomoons--and hurls the hammer again as soon as Rahz reappears.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and then he stops as a hole appears in his chest, his back exploding onto the throne...his eyes widen and then he drops to his knees and then the ground. And as he does so, he changes...not Rahzoreg, Scott Timmons. Fading into reality from the Umbra between Jubes and TM is The Don. He's hurt badly, his suit torn and his body bloodied, but he's still standing and still has that aura of pure calm. He drops the now empty .45 and grunts* ~HT~ Damn decoys. 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Well tha was a fuckin' Three Stooges moment if ever there was one...* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Not exactly in the best of shape himself, grunting as the hammer reappears in his hands.* Hopefully we can get that head back. *And repeats the motion, making damn sure this one isn't getting up.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *shakes it off as best he can, burning through some more gnosis to heal the Don* ~ht~ Still one more... Spuds: [LZBGF] *the voice, the REAL voice comes from above them, as Rahzoreg, the true Alpha of the Ravagers, descends from the ceiling on a cloud of smog. There's no mistaking it this time, the feeling of pure power is so strong, so palpable that the air around him shimmers with it.* One more indeed. Long have I waited for this time. Long has my mistress waited as well to get her revenge upon you all. And now we have it. Not by my hands, but by the hands of your own! *he gestures and a bolt of green lightning strikes out and slams into Jubes' chest dead center, knocking the Fenrir to the ground* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Grunts, dragging himself back a few steps as he gets to his feet.* HT--The fuck? Spuds: [LZBGF] *where the lightning struck, green scales have sprouted on Jublain's body...and they're spreading* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] HT--Shit... someone get this shit off me.... 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] Awfuck. This is gonna hurt...*Reaches over and starts scratching at the scales, trying to remove them without shredding Jube too much* Spuds: [LZBGF] *as fast as Twomoons can tear them off, they regrow and continue to spread...they reach Jubes' face, and the Fenrir changes while Rahzoreg laughs above them* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *And once Twomoons reaches over, arm extended, Kjede-Bryter rises up, axe-end slicing rather rudely into Twomoons' groin with a snarl.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *The Don just stands with his mouth open* ~HT~ No....*his greatest strength, his belief, has been broken* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] ~ht~ Owfuck, Plan C...*reaches back and clocks Jube, trying to get the scales off his face first* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Jublain entered this conflict rather well-armored... and well-armored he remains. One portion of his spirit rails and rages trying futilely to break free of... whatever, while another chuckles in amusement that his first action as a Spiral is to kill the one he thinks more corrupt than any other--and first and foremost, the drive forward, Hammer flailing, to obey the Ravager Alpha, to kill.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] ~ht~ Rhya, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but would you please fucking throw it! Spuds: [LZBGF] *The Don blinks and draws the crystal flask from what's left of his coat* ~HT~ Yes...*looks up at Rahzoreg* Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg quirks an eyebrow* Well well, some ultimate weapon I assume? I think not. *he gestures and The Dragon's Fang shakes slightly on the ground and then flies forward, impaling the Don right through the chest. The old Garou shifts down to homid and drops, the crystal flask still in his hand* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Drives in, bludgeoning, slicing, stabbing.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Somewhere, Irony-spirits are laughing their asses off at this...*~ht~ Jube, you know better...don't fucking do this...*jumps forward to get inside the hammer-reach and run a claw into his good eye* ~ht~ Snap out of this bullshit! Spuds: [LZBGF] *Jublain was always the better warrior, and it's all Twomoons can do not to fall under the hammer* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" (GoF PB 3; Mr. Longevity): [TSY2L] *Snarls cheerfully, slamming the hammerhead sideways and smacking it into Twomoons' wrist as the other Garou reaches for him, keeping low, the hammer as easy in his hand as a willow withe.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *fuck. Job one. Kill Rahz. Job two, survive this...backpedals and scrabbles for the flask, and does a sidearm chuck as hard as he can, putting everything he's got into this one* Spuds: [LZBGF] *he'd be able to reach for the flask if his hand weren't shattered by the hammer right before he touched it* Spuds: [LZBGF] ((As if it was going to be that easy.)) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Snarls, switching from axe-end to hammer-end as naturally as one would switch to looking from one eye or the other, boring in.* HT--For the first deed to be one of such... rightness... 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *well, fuck...one useless arm and on the bad side of 2 to 1 odds. Feints toward Jube, ducking back toward the flask to catch it up in his teeth* Spuds: [LZBGF] *the hammer connects with Twomoons' head and his legs just drop out from under him* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Snarls again, spitting on Twomoons' skull, and looks over to the Don.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *and the Don, somehow, has managed to get to his feet again...Baneklaive and all...and as the lights die in his eyes he swings his arm and smashes the flask open on Jubes face* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *oooh, pretty stars! Two seconds and drop more gnosis to heal self, then to get...ducking* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Snarls, smacking the hammer into the Don... into a corpse, truly, worthless, and then a pain that even his Gifts cannot cover; he does not simply scream but raises his head to the cieling and roars his pain as liquid silver soaks into his skin and scales fall off.* Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg frowns and then snarls, dropping to the ground as the Baneklaive removes itself from the Don and meets his hand* Well, it seems I'll have to do this myself after all. A pity really. I would have rather liked unleashing you upon your own Sept as one of us. *he pushes the cowl of his robe back, shifting up to Crinos, the Dragon's Fang lighting up with Balefire* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] ~ht~ You're breaking my fucking heart over here... Spuds: [LZBGF] *turns to Twomoons* ~HT~ You, I'm quite tired of. *a gout of balefire flies from his hand, striking Twomoons and pushing him up against the wall...holding him there* ~HT~ You can wait until I've finished with the Fenrir to meet your Ancestor. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] HT--You shouldn't have let Scott get you those Bruce Campbell movies. *Advances, right-side forward, ready.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *well, shit. If all he's got now is his mouth, it's time to use it* ~ht~ What makes you think you're going to be the one standing when this is over? Spuds: [LZBGF] *Rahzoreg chuckles and brings up the Baneklaive* ~HT~ Come get some. *and then he charges, slashing for Jube's hairline to blind him* Spuds: [LZBGF] ((Reccomended Background Music: Final Fantasy 8 Soundtrack - Liberi Fatali)) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Exactly the same thing he worked last time--Jublain ducks beneath, dropping to one knee and thrusting the spiked head of the hammer to the body to meet Rahzoregh's charge.* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *and when the Spiral grins, Jubes realizes it was a feint. Rahzoreg leaps over the hammer, slashing Jublain's back and laying it open, landing behind him* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Throws himself forward, although not quick enough to avoid all of the blade, swinging the hammer into the Legend's legs as he rises and turns.* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *and the hammer is ever so easily deflected, Rahzoreg bringing the blade in a downward arc and leaping backwards to put some distance between them* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Brings the head around according to form to deflect the coming strike, then up in a blow that Rahz misses simply with his leap out of the way--he continues the momentum of the blow, rising the hammer over his shoulder, and hurls it forward as he races back to the fray.* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *Rahzoreg smirks as the hammer flies twords him, and slashes the air in front of him to open a hole in reality, the hammer flies into it, and the tear seals behind it. The hammer does not return to Jublains grasp, lost in whatever Realm the Legendary Theurge sent it to* ~HT~ Fool. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Snarls, nearly lost to Frenzy, but doesn't even slow down, both the fetish at his waist and his own Rage notching out his speed to mind-blowing proportions as he launches himself at the Spiral.* Spuds : [DLSYQ] ~HT~ Now it ends! *assured of his victory, Rahzoreg doesn't even move, slicing with his Baneklaive in a horizontal arc that catches Jublain full on, cutting the Fenrir right in half* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *blink* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Not exactly.... Still snarling, Jublain tears silvered claws into Rahzoregh's midsection--even this, though, isn't what he truly wants, as he uses his painful handhold to bring his teeth into play, still spattered with the Silver Water of the Lake, snapping and rending into the Spiral's chest.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *Nope, stunned into speechlessness. Jube was ~not~ supposed to die that easily...this is not the way shit is supposed to go* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *he's still smiling as the claws part his flesh and tear his chest apart...still smiling as the one drop of water touches his blood...and then the smile ends...Rahzoreg's face twists into a rictus of pure agony...his scream is soundless and as Dustin Ellsworth said, the taint in him is so strong, that the pain of the Silver Lake makes his heart quite simply explode...he takes one last gasping breath, the Baneklaive drops from his hand and he falls, still screaming silently for a second more before he goes limp and dies* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *The Balefire holding Twomoons to the wall flickers and then dissipates completely* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *Tearing, somewhat surprised as the heart he was seeking explodes in his jaws.. Tears out the spine with one quick rip, but when the body collapses, so does he--seeing as his legs are over there and he's over here.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *drops and motors, grabbing Jubes' legs and trying for a miracle or something* ~Ht~ Gaiadammit, you are ~not~ allowed to die on me you sunnovabitch... Spuds : [DLSYQ] ((Reccomended Background Music: Yoko Kanno & The Seatbelts - Blue (From the Cowboy Bebop OST) )) Spuds : [DLSYQ] *Even as he tries, Twomoons knows it from the pack bond. He felt it when the Don died, and now he feels it again as Jublain's spirit travels on to whatever fate awaits it* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] HT--Put 'em down... or drag 'em over here or whatever. I ain't gonna need them. *Blood is not simply pouring but nearly shooting out, and his breathing is understandably labored.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *His breath hitches, his eye closes, and he smiles as he shifts to Homid, exhaling slowly.* Ahh... Honeysuckle.... *He doesn't inhale.* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] ~Ht~ No...fucking no, you shit sorry fucking Nordic half-pint blowjob gone horribly awry... 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *finally, for the first time in a very long time, gives a long drawn out howl of rage, grief, frustration, and a thousand other emotions all at once, wordless and expansively heartfelt* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade: [QBLGR] *And no response--none from this world, at least.* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *for a few minutes that seem like forever, Twomoons is alone in the Hive. All the Ravagers are dead, they were successful in a mission that should have been impossible. Three Garou against thirty. Noone could survive those odds, but Twomoons has. The Legend is dead, and his group of Spirals with him. It's over, but the price paid for victory was so high. For those few minutes, the feeling of lonliness is almost crushing, no sound but his own breathing, no life at all except for his.* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *and when it seems Twomoons' sanity can take no more, the electrical sound of the Lunegate is heard, crackling and tearing as it opens back up into NTI. The nightmare is over, all Twomoons must do now is wake up and face the reality* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *looks around dully, before finally lighting on the baneklaive and bringing a heel down on it as hard as he possibly can to shatter it* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *and with it's master and maker dead, the weapon shatters like cheap glass* 'Twomoons' (Oh bloody hell): [NKF01] *gathers a few things, the head of Scott Timmons and the head of Rahzorheg, then the hilt of the baneklaive and finally, the bodies of his packmates with the utmost gentleness, stepping through the Lunegate* Spuds : [DLSYQ] *And instead of dropping him off at NTI, it drops him off directly at the Junkyard* ((And that's the end. *rolls the credits*)) ~end archive~ Back | List of Archive | Next |
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