<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>sorry it took me so long... i also had a very bad case of wrighters block and still do... so don't blame me if its crappy ok? :Dooo im gunna bring in my female vamp teakany... she knows Jahhar if you don't want her in herre tell me and i'll edit her out! :D o and im not sure if said pendragon is boy or girl so i say him sense there are only 2 girls... i think....</td></tr></table> vollnyymt cursed as he kocked the lights out. she pulled out the small lantern and turned it on with a peice of wood in hand she trew it at the vampire. drop it and back away! she held a trowing knife in her hand. dispite her lack of night vision she had very good aim. teakany was in the shadows she spoke in a quite tone. vampires... hmm... you call them demons? as if its their fault... hmmm she stepped into the light her mirrored eyes looking at each of them. why must you insist on distroying the school? doesn't it get boring after a while... she looked at Jahhar and what are you doing? a meal now? and that? honesty snap out of it! put him down!
Drouger's eye shifted seamlessly into heat vision as the lights went out. It seemed that the pendragon who had claimed that dark sorcery had no limits was not lying. The other living beings appeared as yellows, oranges and reds, with cores of molten white near the heart; standing out against the blues, greens and purples of the room. His hand was loosly grasping the hilt of a knife he didn't remember conciously pulling out, and his stance had shifted so he was ready to defend himself. He saw Ekslik kick the vampire in the stomach, and made his move. Drouger threw the poisoned blade as hard as he could at the unholy creature, and pulled another knife, ready to fling it if the first did not connect with his target.
Diotal walked down the hall, turned the corner and began to head in the general direction of the cafateria. He couldn't sleep and was kinda hungry. As he got within hearing distance, he began to hear yelling. I don't recall there being a party planned tonight. He began to speed up and when he heard the screaming, he ran full tilt towards the cafateria. All it took was one look to see the incredible chaos the room was in. One pendragon was yelling about a deamon and another kicked at the one holding him. glass was all over the floor where the bulbs had burst. The detruction was widespread and he could even see explosives on the tables. Diotal bet that if he went into the kitchen, it would be the same picture. Seeing as some of the pendragons were armed, he began to surround himself in a fronima shield, in case one of them got too scared. "Everyone freeze!" He shouted at the young 'dragons.
Jahhar was strongly tempted by some force to bite the dragon he was holding. He also heard Teakany's words, he closed his eyes and let out a breath of air as he tried to resist the force trying to control him. He heard Diotal speak, but was busy dealing with the dragon he was holding as he recieved a kick in the stomach from Ekslik. Despite the kick, Jahhar recovered and grabbed the dragon by the legs he threw the dragon up against a wall, but after doing so, felt a knive drive itself into his left shoulder. He pulled it out and smelled the poison. He pulled out an antidote from his scatchel and immediatly apllied it to the poison. He, regardless of what Diotal shouted, ran and grabbed a fire extinguisher. He charged at Del, spraying the fire extinguisher at his fires to put them out. When he got closer to Del, he rammed into him and pushed him into a wall. Jahhar kept Del pinned against the wall by holding his shoulders. "You call me a demon, yet you fail to recognize the ones who were wrecking the school and were acting like demons." He backhanded Del across the face and glared at him as he released him from his grip. Jahhar stabbed at Del with the knife he was still holding.
<span style='color:red'>Ahh!</span> del said, twisting to avoid the knife, he managed to avoid the main attack, but lost half of his shirt sleeve, <span style='color:red'>You should've put him down when i told you to!</span> del said, bending in half to kick him in the chest, <span style='color:red'>Guess what i have in my left pocket?</span> del said, grinning,
Esh stood in the corner and wide eyed at the knife, still amazed that he had resisted the attack. He stopped giggling and muttered an incantation of his now smoking breath, his hands glowed with a red aura and he cast the <span style='color:red'>Agony</span> spell on the vampire making every bone in his body ache. Esh stood in the corner with glowing red eyes, smoking breath, and glowing red claws. He then muttered the incantation for <span style='color:purple'>Shadow of Darkness</span> and let a blanket of shadow fall unto him, making him as pitch black as the shadows that surrounded him already.
Ekslick felt himself flying through the air before colliding hard against a wall. He fell to the ground and sputtered slightly. His eyes had clouded over and only now where they returning to normal. He could hear voices and things but he did not care. He had his own problems. His throat had never fully healed before, thus was the reason for his condition. This time had not been so bad but it brought the pain back. He knelt on the floor a bit longer, letting the backgground noise flow over him in a jumbled chaos. Finaly he got up. Too many pendragons where here now. This was not how this was supposed to turn out. It was supposed to be simple, go in, vandalize, go out. He let out a sigh, simering back into his casual care free self. He slid into the shadows, letting his natural knack for finding and hiding in blindspots and shodows take over. He weaseled his was silently to the back of the caffeteria. He could not be blamed, he was trained to gather information and be inconspicuous. He was not one for the fighting thing.......
teakany then started to get annoied. sh raised her vocie and said. will people please stop trowing sharp objects. now Jahhar put them down... NOW! vollnyymt got ready to trow the knife if she needed o... she looked at the older male. damnit they had been caught. teakany then turned to the male casting the spell. she said. if i were you i'd stop that... she smiled wickedly.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Aye, Drakyon's computer is majorly messed up, so he hasn't been on in a while. I'm talked to him on msn and he say's we can use Drouger as an NPC for the next few rounds. Anyone can control him, within reason. I'll be watching for abuse of his character... but as long as you keep him in character, go ahead and move him around</td></tr></table>
OOC: in that case, I'm up BIC: Jahhar glared at Del, but then, suddenly, was filled with pain as it felt like his bones were grinding together. He dropped to his hands and knees and thought about nothing but the pain. He tried to overcome it, but couldn't, instead, he collapsed onto the floor and lay there like a dying animal.
<span style='color:red'>Gah!</span> Del said as he was released, he walked over to stand next to twitch and began to cast <span style='color:gray'>Sleep</span> on the vampire, hopefully he wouldn't be able to resist the spell, vampire or not, it would be wrong not to help remedy his pain
By the second, his <span style='color:red'>agony</span> spell worsened, but now his spell was all too powerful. Esh could feel the agony in his bones now, slowly also going stronger. If he kept this spell up he would pass out, and his shadow of darkness spell would be lifted. He'd kept up this charade too long. He lifted his agony spell and rested for a while under his <span style='color:purple'> Blanket of Shadow</span>.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Skip meh this round....</td></tr></table>
The pain intinsified and then stopped. Jahhar breathed deeply, sweat dripping off his forehead. Then he looked up. He had a feeling he knew who did that cursed magic on him. The dragon wasn't where Jahhar thought he would be. Jahhar scanned with his heat vision and then saw the dragon. Jahhar scanned the dragon. Sure enough, the dragon knew trades that would allow him to use that magic on Jahhar. "Nothing escapes my eye." said Jahhar getting on his feet. He rushed into the dragon and slammed him into the wall. "I out to kill you! I won't even drink your blood after I'm done with you!" Shoted Jahhar grabbing the dragon by the head and kneeing him in the chest, hard. He extended his metal plated claws.
Esh saw the vampire rage toward him, he tried his hardest to move out of the way but he had no combat training. His notions proved unsuccessful as the vampire grabbed his head. The pain shot from his head to his toes and then he felt the wind get knocked out of him. His stomach was tingling and he heard Siiiiiiiiiiiiing as the vampdragon's claws extended. The sound of metal was not good to him. "You are not very wise, foul vampire!" yelled esh. He muttered words and then cast the <span style='color:red'>Raging Imps</span> spell. The ground cracked open and heat rushed into the room, and the temperature raised more than twenty degrees. Four two foot tall Imps flew out of the ground with their stubby wings and sank their fangs into the vampire. One jumped on his face and begain scratching him, two jumped on his legs and bit him and the fourth one jumped onto his chest and breathed wisps of fire on him. Esh hoped this would be distracting enough, he attempted top slip out of the pendragon's grip, hoping he would live through this.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Um... yeah, this thread has become really, really cluttered and mixed up. I'm going to leave it open and stuff, but I'm going to pull out. Stryx and Twitch are just going to sneak out back, please don't have your character stop them, okay? This is my fault, I let a few too many people in, pretty much messing things up. x.x Sorry guys.</td></tr></table> Stryx's mind was reeling, there was so much going on in one room. Twitch and him needed to get out before they got hurt. He couldn't care less about the others, if they were really ALT material they could look after themselves. Stryx discretly made his way over to Twitch, who was still sitting out of it against the wall near the door. Grabbing her by the back of the shirt he easily lifted the small femme and tucked her under one arm. Twitch struggled for a moment, but then realized what her friend was up to. She felt a little bad about leaving the others to fend for themselves, but she wouldn't be much help at this point, her hands mangled by the broken glass. Stryx gave one meaningful look over his shoulder, hoping one of their new members would catch the small signal and try and escape before the whole school was woken up. With grim determination he dashed out in the poorly lit hallway, heading for his dorm.
Ekslik edged along the border of the caffeteria. Not particularly enjoying the situation he was dong his best not to attract any attention. Next time, stay closer to the door. He told himself as he headed towards it. He was careful not to step on any glass but the tiny shards still jabbed themselves into his feet. Halfway arcoss the room he saw a glims of Stryx and Twitch as the left the cafeteria. He smirked slightly, they seemed to have the right idea. He made his way to the door eventualy and stopped at the edge, looking into the room and the chaos. Nope. He said reasureing himself that this really was not something he would enjoy participating in and stepping out, and speed walking out to the courtyard to get a bit of fresh air. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Thank you......</td></tr></table>
