09-23-2017, 11:50 PM
The little miss, while very much frightened by the scream from earlier ( judging by the fear that her mind was drenched in), firmly and defiantly took control of her terror, and quietly gave Reiner a nod of her head. Emily was afraid, afraid that the monster in the dark would come and take her away, but she had you, her life saving hero to safeguard her future. The one person that, more than anyone else in the world, she could stake her life in, believing with all her heart and SOUL that you were her Guardain, her Protector, her Savoir, and that not even death itself could deny her of your protection and care.
After all, isn't that the undeniable truth? Wouldn't you do anything for them?
Kyubi bare her pointy, sharp teeth, and began to growl in such a low pitch only you and Petrel could hear it, though the later was too distracted summoning and command his ghost to infiltrate and patrol the shadows. The fire fox was partically hugging your backside now, and you could vividly feel the waves of heat roiling of their frame, and felt the familiar tension of waiting for her target, her prey to come out of their hiding spot in the shadow, so that she could tear their throat out, rip them to piece, before BURNING THEM ALIVE. No one would harm her Master so long as she drew breath in this new life he gave her. No one.
The kitsune would burn the whole world to cinders, if it was the only way to protect her beloved.
Shiintonic gave you a nervous look, very uncomfortable at having to follow the commands of the man who's giant POISONOUS snake nearly turned them into compost (And not the good kind), but they obeyed Reiner never the less, and soon enough a faint white glow bathed the area around the group. If this was a do or die situation for the fae shroom, he rather do whatever it took to live, and regret his choices later! Felicia nodded her head, and she slipped into the shadows casted by the Illuminated Mushroom; you wouldn't even if she was there was it not for your empathy.
You also took the liberty to retrieve and turn on your Narrow Beam Lattern, as I would assume that is what Reiner would do had you thought of it.
Everyone journied into the dark, gloomy streets, waiting for the worse to happened, for the demon of the night to began her hunt.
Nothing happened. Nothing.
Despite how bleak the place looked, once a bit of natural and unnatural lighting was introduced to the mix, appeared to be perfectly normal in all rights. You heard that shuffling noise once more, and you shone your light source to spot a Mewoth and Murkrow fighting over some Poke and Items strewn over the ground, both of which startled and bolted into a side ally. Croaching down, you find it was a torn up bag filled all sorts of high quality art supplies, a couple of sketch pads filled with doodles and pictures of magnificent quality that seemed oddly familiar, about $10000 Poke strean around the ground and in the Bag in total, a Alola Pokedex, and two Pokeballs, one of which contains an Alola Ninetales, and the other a Shiny Luxelong.
Digging around a bit more, you managed to find an the person's ID, laying a little bit further away from the main mess.
It read as follow: Mina Mab , Pokémon Trainer, Proffesional Artist, and all around easy going woman.
You could not read the rest of it, for it was covered in a viscous, sticky red fluid; you couldn't tell if it was blood, paint, or some combination there of.
Looks like you were right about the Vampire lurking around here.
Just not when.
Two more streets left. Where could the Vampire be?
No second chances. What could have the Vampire done by now?
After all, isn't that the undeniable truth? Wouldn't you do anything for them?
Kyubi bare her pointy, sharp teeth, and began to growl in such a low pitch only you and Petrel could hear it, though the later was too distracted summoning and command his ghost to infiltrate and patrol the shadows. The fire fox was partically hugging your backside now, and you could vividly feel the waves of heat roiling of their frame, and felt the familiar tension of waiting for her target, her prey to come out of their hiding spot in the shadow, so that she could tear their throat out, rip them to piece, before BURNING THEM ALIVE. No one would harm her Master so long as she drew breath in this new life he gave her. No one.
The kitsune would burn the whole world to cinders, if it was the only way to protect her beloved.
Shiintonic gave you a nervous look, very uncomfortable at having to follow the commands of the man who's giant POISONOUS snake nearly turned them into compost (And not the good kind), but they obeyed Reiner never the less, and soon enough a faint white glow bathed the area around the group. If this was a do or die situation for the fae shroom, he rather do whatever it took to live, and regret his choices later! Felicia nodded her head, and she slipped into the shadows casted by the Illuminated Mushroom; you wouldn't even if she was there was it not for your empathy.
You also took the liberty to retrieve and turn on your Narrow Beam Lattern, as I would assume that is what Reiner would do had you thought of it.
Everyone journied into the dark, gloomy streets, waiting for the worse to happened, for the demon of the night to began her hunt.
Nothing happened. Nothing.
Despite how bleak the place looked, once a bit of natural and unnatural lighting was introduced to the mix, appeared to be perfectly normal in all rights. You heard that shuffling noise once more, and you shone your light source to spot a Mewoth and Murkrow fighting over some Poke and Items strewn over the ground, both of which startled and bolted into a side ally. Croaching down, you find it was a torn up bag filled all sorts of high quality art supplies, a couple of sketch pads filled with doodles and pictures of magnificent quality that seemed oddly familiar, about $10000 Poke strean around the ground and in the Bag in total, a Alola Pokedex, and two Pokeballs, one of which contains an Alola Ninetales, and the other a Shiny Luxelong.
Digging around a bit more, you managed to find an the person's ID, laying a little bit further away from the main mess.
It read as follow: Mina Mab , Pokémon Trainer, Proffesional Artist, and all around easy going woman.
You could not read the rest of it, for it was covered in a viscous, sticky red fluid; you couldn't tell if it was blood, paint, or some combination there of.
Looks like you were right about the Vampire lurking around here.
Just not when.
Two more streets left. Where could the Vampire be?
No second chances. What could have the Vampire done by now?
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~ Online ID: 000650
