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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 0:50:04 GMT -5
Markel looked at the were-woman. "No! I'm here to save you." She whispered. "These people are horrible, they must've heard the screams of the horse when you were feeding, it wont help if you're screeching!" Said Markel in a loud whisper.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 25, 2006 0:53:57 GMT -5
Quite capable of hearing the woman, Setana chose the quite capable way of completely ignoring her. She bit at her bars. One of them broke. The people backed away, though few left, mezmerized by her appearance. But the men who had captured her weren't willing to let her escape. The poked a jabed her with sharpened stick, but she managed to grab a few. The ones she got posestion of she snaped in half. Still angry she beat against the bars of her cage with the broken sticks.
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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 0:55:42 GMT -5
Markel sighed, did werewolves always have to be so damn stubborn? Markel drew her sword and stabbed two of the men that were still trying to attack the werewolf.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 25, 2006 0:58:30 GMT -5
The smell of hte blood wound her tighter, as her meal last night had gone unfinished. She wiggled out of her cage and uncerimoniously began devouring the bodies of the slain men. Poeple scattered, and the men drew clubs and short swords. Maddened she jumped at one, knocking him down. She bit out his throat with her teeth. The sweet copper blood... She jumped onto another man.
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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 1:03:59 GMT -5
Markel helped as much as she could, a man threw her against a wall and held a knife to her neck, but he wasnt one of the men trying to kill the werewolf. He was strange, then she realized she knew him. "Mythen?" She said, no longer scared. "Shh, come with me." Said Mythen in a whisper. Mythen dragged her into an alley and stood in front of her. "Why are you trying to save a werewolf?" He asked, now curious. "I felt like it, why?" She said, mockingly. "Dont screw around, why?" He asked again. "Because I think it wrong to capture and make something as amazing as a werewolf a circus clown." She replied harshly, "And what are you doing out in the morning anyway?" She asked. "I see, and I'm not fully Vampire remember? God gave me one gift before sending me down to Hell." He smiled now. "Alright, I think she can care for herself anyway. I've missed you, brother." Said Markel, "But I have a friend in need of saving.. I left her alone in the crowd." "Alright, I'll get her, stay." He said, moving swiftly into the crowd.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 25, 2006 1:07:38 GMT -5
Pouncing from man to man, Setana was doing rather well on her own. Once she crushed their throat, she would leap onto the closest person. Soon the few remaining men fled as well. Greedily she gorged on the mens bodies. Then someone approaching made her look up. She growled, blood dyed spittle oozed from a corner of her mouth. It was a strange man. Her eyes narrowed, she would attack him if he was a threat.
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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 1:11:51 GMT -5
Mythen took a look at the were-woman, then quickly grabbed the short-haired blonde girl that was standing alone almost frightened, he returned to his sister and placed Akishta safely next to her. "Sorry I left you alone." She said, smiling and placing a hand on Akishta's head. "No problem.." Came the mocking reply. "Should we leave the werewolf?" Asked Mythen. Akishta looked to Markel who turned and began toward the Werewolf. "Nice ignoring... I figured you could take care of yourself after breaking the cage." Said Markel smiling.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 25, 2006 1:14:57 GMT -5
Still crouched over 'her kill' Setana, eyed her suspiciously. "Ya, whatever." she ripped up a piece of the man she was devouring and stood up. The wad of flesh went into her mouth and she swallowed it almost whole. She started rumaging through the mens' pockets for money. "Your an interesting person, with an interesting crowd around you. May I ask you name?" she was taking off her shirt, trying on one that was slightly less gore covered.
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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 1:17:42 GMT -5
Markel smiled at the werewolf. "I'm Markel." She said, placing a hand on her hip. Mythen and Akishta walked up behind her, Mythen put an arm around Markel and yawned. "Why are you still up? Go to sleep." Said Markel eyeing her brother.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 25, 2006 1:22:14 GMT -5
Pulling on a t-shirt she though well enough, Setana eyed Mythen, then spoke to Markel. "I'm Setana, my pack named me after the devil because of my red hair." she scanned the three of them. She raised an eyebrow. "A very interesting groups of people..." And what a very sexy young man... she thought.
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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 1:33:03 GMT -5
Markel giggled to herself, noticing the looks Setana was giving her brother. "Nice name." Said Markel, smiling. "Yeah, I found this one .. she is running away with me because her father and mother are stuck up." She said, "Not a very good reason.. but good enough for me. And this is my brother, Mythen." She said slapping her brother on the ear. "Ouch, yes.. thats me." Replied Mythen.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 25, 2006 1:36:37 GMT -5
Her eyebrow rose. "How fascinating, I'll see you around. Have any kind buisness kind to werewolves and I might let you through with only a scratch. So long." she turned around and started walking away, though she hated leaving behind such food.
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Post by Judas on Jan 25, 2006 20:24:39 GMT -5
Akishta nudged at Mythen and Markel, but she was turned the other way. "Oh no! Setana!" Cried Markel. Over twenty men were approaching, all holding weapons Markel and Mythen were sure even a werewolf such as Setana couldn't fight against. Markel, Mythen and Akishta were already running towards the were-woman.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 26, 2006 19:11:56 GMT -5
Their cries were heard, but Setana had picked up the mens scents before they shouted. Angry at this constant interuption of her traveling, she took several daggers from her sleeves, and killed three men with a dagger in their throats. "Why the hell do they want me?" she whispered, preparing to stand and fight agaisnt them.
The men fell upon her, and several imediately collapsed onto the ground. They beat her with their weapons, and it took her longer and longer to kill one, and she was slow to defending herself agaisnt them. One stabbed her in the leg with a dagger and screaming she dove on him, and they slid from the huddle of people. They ran after her as she ripped out the mans throat. As they came upon her again, one more went down, leaving twelve men, but Setana only curled up, and feebly defended herself agaisnt their attacks. She was wary after the fighting she had done.
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Post by Judas on Jan 26, 2006 19:40:42 GMT -5
Akishta shreiked at the bloodstained battle, Markel told her to stay with Mythen and drew her sword. With a cry of pain as the rush of men attacked her, she began hopelessly swinging her sword with great force. Markel saw a flash of Mythen acrossed the blurr of attacking men, then there were merely three men left. Markel let lose a silent sigh of relief as Mythen knocked them down as well in a swift slice of his claws. Markel grabbed the wounded were-woman and they quickly rushed through the city gates and after a few miles, dropped the woman lightly on the ground, they were all panting.
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