the rust of sunset [isra]

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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Endless

The Nightingale
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Isra Nightingale
the rust of sunset [isra]
POSTED ON Oct 5, 2020 18:40:32 GMT
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The applin leaves her arms and she responds on instinct. Isra moves to put distance between her and the trouble before her not close it. She finds there's only so far to go in the cramped isles of the little shop. The Zoroark clears the space in front of her, giving chase to the apple as he rolls away. There is a clatter of items being shoved aside, there is the moments hold as the seconds of chaos the leech seed causes settles.

Isra moves in closer to the red head as shadows dance on the walls again. Eyes on me, and his eyes certainly seem to be, as the red head reaches for something else to deal with her again now that he's freed himself of the seed. She stops, hands up, showing her palms. She hasn't even bothered to try and grab for something to throw at him. Which is a shame. He deserves it. Isra frowns, her mouth carving deep lines into the surface of her face.

'Or what?" she gives him, of all things, a quizzical look. It's as if the idea he might do anything at all with his zoroark out of the way seems ludicrous. Surely that was his only true card to play wasn't it? She can't think past the overflow thrumming in her head, she doesn't actually know that she thinks that at all. The woman moves by script and habit more than thought and she knows it.

"Are you going to shoot me? I can't remember the last time I was shot at. Sounds like fun." there's a half smirk there, begging to be let free as he taunts him.

Her eyes ever leave his face. The shadows bellow his feet beckon him, reaching up with ghostly hands, pawing at his feet, clambering for his ankles. Ice cold wraps around them, holds him tight, like and old friend from the grave's chilly and dread filled hug.

The banette flickers into existence atop the shelves, snickering delightedly at the sight of his shadows climbing up the mans legs.



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Remiel Calcifet
the rust of sunset [isra]
POSTED ON Oct 12, 2020 9:12:57 GMT
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The nerve of this woman! She was either daft, mad, or both. And if she had a death wish, then he had half a mind to grant it. Red-maned hair rivaled the fiery glare in his eyes. His trigger finger was poised over what he was too flustered to recall was simply a taser, and not an actual gun. His people wanted her unharmed. But it was clear she would not make things so easy. Just as he steadied his aim at her, however, the light in the room dimmed. Then a cold chill began to grow like a vine up the length of his legs.[break][break]

When he looked down to see it, the man immediately panicked. "Gah! Bloody hell!" He exclaimed, struggling to pull himself free from the dark influence as the ruckus from the Applin chase continued to transpire around them. "What have you done?!" The stranger snapped in accusation, relinquishing the struggle to break his legs free from the dark influence and aiming the taser once more. "Here's what you're asking for then, you witch!" Before firing it at Isra.[break][break]

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In the space of a moment, Herschel had leapt in front of the black-haired Nightingale to deflect the tasers probes with his BULLETPROOF apple skin. The probes, instead, lodged themselves within the pursuing Zoroark's face when it had leapt to trap the little green Applin in its jaws. The bipedal fox yelped once before succumbing to the seizures of electricity that racketed its body. It crashed and landed on Isra's lap on the ground below while the LEECH SEED, too, continued to grow throughout its fur.[break][break]

Realizing the proverbial tables had been abruptly turned, the red-maned man turned to unclip another pokéball from his belt... only to notice, out of the corner of his eye, that Remiel had managed to grab his sack of pokéballs from the floor. Pinned to the ground by rubble and a cabinet, and definitely a little worse for wear, the royal still offered the lad a brief hint of smile before holding up a reinforced luxury ball and pressing its button.[break][break]

A burst of dark, shadowy essence filled the room alongside the loud crash of furniture and shattering glass. When the darkness began to clear, a pair of eyes like infernal jewels were the first things to break through. Its breathing was slow and deep; a carnivorous rumble in its throat so loud that the vibrations could be felt throughout one's bones. Air exited its nostrils in a powerful snort. The remains of the cabinet and pieces of rubble that had once pinned Remiel Calcifet to the ground were now slowly sliding off its back in all directions. A flap of its muscular and scaly wings flung them off completely.[break][break]

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As the red-maned man stared at the monstrous mutant in confused terror, Isra would feel Remiel's hand grasp her own just moments before the panicked screams kicked in. "We have to go." He urged, clutching at a bruise to his side as the limp in his leg cried for him to lay down instead.[break]

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