Tessera (Autumn), 81379 day 2 Character: matt Time, later afternoon, not long after sunset. Matt sat idly around the courtyard picking up the odd rock and throwing it around. He was kinda bored, Jade was in a afternoon class for advanced Tattooing and he was bored out of his mind. He really wanted to give her a kiss but she was bus and would get pissed off if he ran around crazy in her class. He walked over and lent on a tree, He was wearing a pair of 3/4 length black shorts with white and red stitching. He liked them, they gave him more room to move and were cool enough to. He had a t-shirt on too, just a plain dark blue one that clashed with his red Mohawk mixed in with his black mane. He sighed out of pure bored and began fiddling with some machina thing he was working on. It was like an all purpose multi tool.
Who:Thela Silversword She was upset, she had recently had a very ruffing fight with Matt, and was hunting him, she had followed him to here, the acadamy "<span style='color:red'>I think he thinks he can trick me somehow, he should think again</span>" she growled, but for all she knew, he had not a clue
He was really bored now, he missed Jade when she went to these classes and she had gone especially because he had woken her up late when he had come back at the early hours of the morning. He had come back from his were wanderings, he had been really sad a shook up from it and had taken a shower to wash all the blood off, trying to scrub off the past. he felt terrible every time he thought off it. He would cure himself one day, or save others from himself. He sat down at the base of a tree and played with the multi tool switching its settings to welder. He pointed it at the tree and pressed the button. An orange beam projected from the pen like thing and carved into the tree. He had nearly set the tree on fire by the time he had finished but he blew out the tiny flames. He had carved his name and Jade's with a love heart into the tree. He sighed happily yet then sadly. He knew he would have to tell her at one point, and it crushed his feeble spirit. He looked around sadly waiting for someone talk to.
She caught a strong blast of the scent, he was near. She started creeping more carefully, because when she caught the secnt, she also tasted a light , very very light taste of smoke. She then spotted him by a tree, so she found a spot, annd crouched to the ground, waiting for a moment to spring.
Matt thought he heard a sound, he spun around to see some movement by a tree. He casually relaxed again and leaned back again on the tree, he liked the feel of the hard bark against his soft fur and back, he lightly wriggled a bit letting the tree scratch his back some what. "Hey over there." he said playfully with a somewhat childish tone. He was in a bored mood, he had to much time on his hands yet he wasnÂ’t in the mood to work out or anything. His only chance for fun was someone over their. He needed to do something, he could feel himself just getting cold form doing nothing. The cool evening air was like a gentle tickle on his fur that was starting to chill him. "Hey." he called out again
Thela took this as her chance a lunged, aiming straight for the heart. She wanted revenge this was he chance to kill him.
Matt heart practically skipped a beat when some black figure shot out at him from the shadows. He would have screamed if he wasnÂ’t to busy trying to save his life. He quickly pointed the mulitool at her and pressed the button. A super heated welding beam short out at her as he arched it around using it more like a sword then a gun. It had a limited range anyway. He whizzed it around poking in her direction and jumping back trying to get away. "Whoa calm down and piss off, why the hell are you attacking me" it was all he could say while he struggled to keep himself on his feet. He had to control his breathing, almost forcing himself to breath out otherwise he kept holding his breath and getting tired fast. He needed his multi tool beam for light as well, with the sun setting and this woman with black fur it was like fighting a shadow. A faint orange glow over her from his make shift energy sword was all he could use to see her. He prayed it kept her back before the power packed out.
Feeling the heat she veered using her wings, but was still hit"<span style='color:red'>You smell like it, why don't you fight like it, you used claws, kicks, punches? We nearly killed each other, wait, your a weredragon, you wouldn't remeber shit from that night.</span>" she hissed at him, she crouched in a defensive way to run, asult, or do anything to defend. She looked him over carefully, any smart vampdragon would be careful to keep a close watch on thier pray.
He was doing good for a while, his beam sword had nearly cut off her wing and the heat from it was doing a good job of keeping her back. Yet when she mention he had attacked her in his wolf antics, he tried to look confused while fighting. He jumped back and brought his sword to a guard position and stared at he with a confused and hurt face. "Oh I'm sorry but whatever I did donÂ’t remember." He said sadly, he had never met one of his victims before. It made him feel so bad. HE turned off his word and leaned against one of the trees trying to be a man about. He remember the last night he went moon walking, he had come back covered in blood and kinda weak. He eyed her suspiciously at how healthy she looked, he got a odd feeling she wasnÂ’t a normal Pendragon. His finger hovered over the button to the sword just in case.
All her fur was standing on edge, she had to be more careful, her wing was throbbing. She layed her ears back, in a threataning manner, then somthing in her head said "<span style='color:red'>If you could get a hold of that... thing he is holding, you could break it</span>" Her eyes lit, and she started to circle him.
Matt did like the way she was circling him, their was something predatory about it. His eyes followed movements waiting for her to spring an attack, he was very wary about her, something about her didnÂ’t seem right. Matt could tell she wanted revenge, she wasnÂ’t going to let this go. He smiled wickedly as his fingers switched the settings on his multi tool. "Your not gong to leave me alone are you, I donÂ’t want to make you piss off but I will." He said sadly. He would try his best to make her leave., he had no idea what he had done to piss her off yet it must have been bad. He quickly raised the mulitool and its fired a beam of heat at her a little bit like a laser shot. They burnt heavily on contact but they took up a fair bit of energy, he didnÂ’t want to turn this into a fist fight.
She laughed and jumped over the beam and hoping to land on him, claws and teeth bared. She still had a few scars, because her wounds heal fast, but her wing, that would take awhile to heal.
He dropped the multi tool on the floor and brought his hands up to protect himself. She collided into him and started scratching the hell out of him. He felt some of his skin tear under her sharp claws as he fell to the ground. As he landed flat on his back he was trying to push her off struggling and kicking, he was strong for his age but she was deathly strong. "Get the hell of me" he screamed at, emptying out his lungs and putting all his effort in trying to throw her away. He was getting so angry at her, he could feel his anger rising. He was trying to sort of tear he off now, he smacked his legs into her sides and frantically slashed at her with his own claws even though they werenÂ’t as sharp as hers.
She bared her fangs, and jumped off after the multi tool, she wanted to crush the device that nearly be winged her.
Matt tried not to stare at her fangs, it finally dawned on him that she was a vampire, it explained why she was so strong. The revelation was like a bubble pooping in his mind. He snarled at her, he had no intention of being bled by her, he pulled himself up and dragged himself to his feet. He crouched low and emitted a throaty growl. He anger was taking hold, he had bad temper and being ambushed by a crazy Vampire was setting it off. With her back turned her slipped into his werewolf form in a flash. His now hulking mass, seething with muscle and brute strength. He pounced at her trying to render her flesh of with his now razor blade claws. He focused the majority of his attack on her wings trying to leave her flightless and slow.
She whirled around taken by surprise, and the wrathful look on her face turned to terror as he advanced on her. She quickly curled into a ball to protect herself.
The beast advanced on her and landed by her trying to get to her in her little ball, he clawed at her and kicked her trying to tear her apart. Yet some deep part of his sub consciousness took over, their was no moon so only anger kept him in the form. But seeing her curled up and defenceless calmed his spirit. Before he could do any damage to her his body fell backwards and shuddered violently as it changed back into his form. He managed to take the pain somewhat this time, his eyes just watering as his body reformed. As the changed finished he lay their painting and then dragged himself up. "I'm sorry, but you started it" he said as his body regained its breath. he got up and kneeled by her, laying his hand on her body trying to help with her wounds. He was about to get what was left of his multi tool to help patch her but they had already started to heal. He sighed with relief.
She lept up, fur on end, her eyes were glinting a dangerouse violet, she was mad, one wing was half ripped off.
Matt sighed, he hated when he turned into a wolf and he hated hurting people. He had no clue why she was so angry she had asked for it, least he had the tool now any way. He Put it in guard position letting some energy flow from him into the tool from his machina powers. He flicked the button and the orange, inferno beam short out of the tool making it a sword again. It was supposed to be used for welding but this was good, he pointed the sword edge at her and waved it menacingly. "Lick your wounds and leave, you asked for this." he said firmly. She deserved what she got, she had come here to kill him and she had brought out the beast in him. He had no sympathy for her. He took a step forward and put a little pressure on her to leave. The orange beam sword was aglow in the night, he tried not to smile when a little fly thing had been attracted to the light and flown into it with a buzz. He kept his focus on her though, he didnÂ’t want her springing on him again.
She looked around, "<span style='color:red'>Why arn't you trying to kill me?</span>" she asked after licking her wing, it was starting to heal.
