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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 15:48:29 GMT -5
"Are you ill, Danya?" Amelia says, licking her lips as the platters open to reveal the heads of khals, Saltcliffe, Catherine, Cassadar, and even Danya, now. "This is MY world, and no one can hurt me, or use me, or touch me unless I want. Why would you take that away?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 15:52:43 GMT -5
"Because he did this to you," Danya replied, her eyes on Vhargus. "You weren't like this before. He has destroyed your mind, Ami. It has to end."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 16:33:12 GMT -5
She shrinks back, then, as Vhagus grows, bigger and bigger, sprouting wings, then claws and fangs, then scales, black as night. "But Danya," the dragon purrs, "Whoever will put the pieces back together, now? You, the sexless grumkin? I bet the only thing you've ever considered putting in your snatch is one of your daggers." Faeron frowns. "This doesn't look good."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 16:37:57 GMT -5
"No, it doesn't," Danya replied, her wind reeling. Then she had it. "Faeron, stand back!"
Danya turned to Vhagus again and grins. "If you're a dragon I'll just have to be a bigger dragon." She closes her eyes and pictures a beast even bigger than the one growing in front of her, forcing herself into that shape.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 16:58:22 GMT -5
Apparently there are limits to her abilities inside the dreamscape after all, as she tops out as a dragon larger than some holdfasts, yet still not as large as Vhagus. The black dragon grins and attacks suddenly.
Danya: 300 (Claws), 300 (Bite) Dream Vhagus: NPC Claws, bite
Round 1: Danya: 389/512 Vhagus: 410/444
The massive dream creatures collide, soundlessly of course, and claw and tear. Danya is hurt by the beast's massive claws, but manages to bite his neck hard, hard enough for steaming black blood to start spilling everywhere.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 17:13:31 GMT -5
Round 2:
Danya: 376/555 Vhagus: 427/391
Danya's deathbite tightens on Vhagus's neck even as his claws tear into her side, and she feels him weakening. With a final twist she snaps its neck and he tumbles, back into a human form at first, then into Amelia Royce, crying in a puddle of blood the size of a small lake.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 17:20:23 GMT -5
Danya turned into her own shape again, stood beside the crying girl. She watched her for a moment before walking back to Faeron. "Was that it?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 17:21:58 GMT -5
"It looks like it, they always end differently." Faeron shrugs. "Talk to her, I guess. It'll be apparent soon enough."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 17:25:28 GMT -5
Danya frowned, the nodded. "And how do I leave payment in here?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 17:29:35 GMT -5
"She's vulnerable now, so whisper into her ear her new paradise. You killed the old one so the void must be filled..." a piece of falling sky lands, "before it all comes crashing down."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 17:31:55 GMT -5
Danya nodded and walked over to the hunched over shape of Amelia, putting an arm around her. She placed her lips to her ear and whispered.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 17:34:49 GMT -5
Danya suddenly opens her eyes and realizes she's tied to her friend, hand to hand. Her body is sluggish from the anesthetic, and Amelia doesn't move at ll except to breathe. Faeron is sitting up groggily, with what appears to be a opium headache. "That dream was intense."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 17:38:04 GMT -5
"What... urgh," Danya coughs, slowly sitting up. She quickly unties her hand from Ami's and looks over at Faeron. "Surprised we made it out. Will she be alright?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 2, 2012 17:43:03 GMT -5
"We'll know in a few hours. She," he yawns, "will need her sleep." The drugs remain strong in her system, and she sees a burn mark on Faeron's hand.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 2, 2012 17:45:49 GMT -5
"What's that about?" Danya asked, pointing at Faeron's hand. "Didn't notice that before." She lay back again beside the Royce girl. She'd be here when she woke up. Had to be.
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