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Post by eric on Mar 16, 2009 19:16:14 GMT -5
Pain flared through his body as he dropped to his knees, his stomach did a flip and he felt like he was going to hurl. Scrunching his eyes closed he yelled out the f-bomb loudly, attracting all sorts of attention, especially from the SWAT. bullets ripped open the ground around him and tore through the tables and other merchandise. Relying on his animal instincts, his body fully changed and curled into a smaller ball until there would be a break in the firing.
Counting the seconds his mind was reeling. ' One..Two..Three..Come On....Aha!' The dust was rising from shattering concrete forming a thin cloud just dark enough to give some cover from the SWAT members. A moment's pause in the shooting rewarding with a large, lean, canine-formed beast to spring out of the choking dust. The form leaped out and landed with a light thump on a cushioned bench. As a wolf, his coat reflected his regular hair color.
His legs for the most part were a blond shade, on his front paws the toes were a dark brown, while half of the back legs were also brown. His back was a darker brown that was mottled with flecks of black that ran from the tip of his tail to the tip of his ears. His muzzle was completely black as a pair of golden predator's eyes looked around with hunger for blood and cries of terror and pain. Blood red marking were spread out over his body, two stripes wrapped halfway around his shoulders pointing toward his tan chest, another pair of smaller streaks were lined under his right eye. Also another ring of red fur wrapped around the middle of his right fore leg.
Another couple of shots fired the eraser's way, causing Cain to weave his way toward the offenders and with a powerful lunge he nearly flew at one of them. Bowling the man over he ripped the pistol out of the man's grip with his jaws and tossed it to the side with a quick flick of his head. The person struggled under the heavy weight alas Cain would have none of that and took his anger out a little bit on the poor guy, biting and scratching his face as the eraser tasted another's blood on his tongue his mind went with the carnal glee of it. His yellow eye glazed with madness closed only for a moment as he collected himself, his eyes snapped open and and he immediately turned back to his original prey. "You're next..." His claws scraping the ground he took off for her.
oc: yay for make-up posts, since I've been absent for a while XD
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Post by Dakota on Mar 21, 2009 23:08:46 GMT -5
Dakota growled, as sh esaw Cain launch himself into the SWAT fray. Stupid Erasers thought they were all invinsible. She waited, but when she turned aruond her heard a triumpiant howl, and she turned to see Cain launching himself at her. She launched into the air, dodging some bullets and flying quickly through the SWAT to lose Cain. She felt the bullets graze against her, but she ignored them, knocking a few of them down with her elbows. She growled at them, landing on the other side.
ooc: Sorry, bad post. Worked up a lot of muse for other things. Lol.
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Post by eric on Mar 21, 2009 23:29:56 GMT -5
He barreled himself into the air after the girl. His jaws open wide, ready to rip her back down. He had aimed to get her leg, but instead feathers filled his mouth. He clamped down and felt a grip on them as he shook his head left and right.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 21, 2009 23:36:51 GMT -5
Dakota clasped to the ground as she felt sharp teeth tear into her wing. She gasped, resisting the urge to pull free. If she did, she could permenantly damage her wings, she scooted back and kicked Cain hard in the face, making his teeth let up so she could pull away. She probably wasn't going to be able to fly for a period of time on this wing, but she shook it off. She kicked Cain again, and then stood up, grabbing a gun from one of the SWAT and used to to back up the lines of people advancing. She wasn't going to be caught, not now.
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Post by eric on Mar 22, 2009 0:15:31 GMT -5
Cain fell backward and crashed into a tabletop and cracked it in half, toppling over in yet another giant mess. His back cracked and his muscles rippled as he sucked in air after losing it when she kicked him so hard. He spat out a couple of feathers as he lifted his furry body up on four paws . "Come on, I thought you wanted to talk to me.."
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Post by Dakota on Mar 23, 2009 20:01:29 GMT -5
Dakota flinched as a bullet grazed her side and she took aim quickly and shot him, smiling. She didn't have much experience with guns, but she'd used them enough to know where to aim. He fell and the others backed up. She was about to rain on their parade, when she heard Cain from behind her. She turned around, lowering the gun. The SWAT was probably going to take advantage of the turned back, but she could only feel the wind from the bullets, but none pierced the skin. She growled at him. "What do you want to talk about?"
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Post by eric on Mar 23, 2009 20:22:49 GMT -5
Cain's snout pulled back in a wicked sneer as he circled her, knowing full well she could shoot him down like the rabid dog he was. He licked his blood-smeared fangs and said in a contemptuous voice. "I wanna wanna hear you scream."
His paws walked smoothly over the rumble and his mane of dark fur was covered in dust. Gun cracks filled the court as SWAT fired at him, but the eraser had kept close to the ground and out of their way, concentrating only on the girl in front of him.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 24, 2009 17:40:58 GMT -5
Dakota gave him a wicked grin, and her eyes danced with flames as she spoke. "It takes more than you can deal out to hear me scream," She replied in an eerie voice, dropping the gun to the floor, and kicking it away. "You couldn't make me scream, even if you tried," She taunted, putting her hands behind her back.
ooc: Lol, I love Dakota. Sorry it's such a small post, I didn't get much to go off of Cain-deary.
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Post by eric on Mar 24, 2009 19:10:00 GMT -5
A slew of bullets whipped past Cain, two nailing him, one in the hip, another blasting off the tip of his ear. Blood spurted out from the hip, but the wolf barely flinched. His body was growing numb to the pain as waves of adrenaline washed over him. He hated this form, when fighting it was only good for being on the defense with him. And defense was particularly his forte. He returned to his half-way form in a second, now that hurt, he grinned maliciously and grabbed a chair whipping it at her. " We'll see about that."
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Post by Dakota on Mar 24, 2009 19:14:13 GMT -5
Dakota smirked as he half phased, and she saw the gruesome grimace mar his features. She looked into his dark colored eyes, searching for an attack move he was planning. She wasn't expecting a chair. She felt it crash against her, but she managed to get her hands up quick enough to block it from hitting her in the head. She kicked it away, frowning. "Now, that was useless, wasn't it?" She taunted, darting at him and circling around him once in a sprint before breaking the circle and charging for him, hands back to allow her to move quickly. As she got near, she brought her hands forward and shoved him, kicking him with her knee as he whiplashed from the impact. "This on the other hand... Not so much."
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Post by eric on Mar 24, 2009 19:31:05 GMT -5
The whiplash rocked his body, but only fora moment as he reached out and grabbed her wrists, gripping them with the strength that would crush a normal human's bones. He yanked her body to the left and slammed it against a overturned table.
oc: sorry if this is too much GM, i can fix if so + sorry it's reallyshort >.< (muse is slowly dying and so is my attention span)
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Post by Dakota on Mar 25, 2009 8:44:22 GMT -5
Dakota smirked as he grimaced from the whiplash, but it didn't last long. She felt cold, hard ahnds clamp around her wrists, and a sideways jerk, causing her to fall back into a table with a crashing noise. She landed on the concrete with a small thud, unable to have prevented something like this from happening because of her wing. She growled, and picked herself up, and charged at Cain, elbowing him swiftly in the gut, and knocking him over.
ooc: Lol, it's okay Cain. xDD
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Post by eric on Mar 26, 2009 19:00:26 GMT -5
The girl had hit one of his injuries and he could feel the slug in his gut drive deeper in. He fell to the ground and rolled from where he was laying on his back, so that he was on one knee, his right hand holding him up while his other held his stomach. Growling menacingly, he bolted off of the ground and slammed his full body weight into her with his shoulder.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 29, 2009 22:31:23 GMT -5
Dakota winced at the pain, but it was really just a swat from what she could ultimately indure. She growled, throwing him off of her, and elbowed him once more.
ooc: Sorry, bad post. Parents wrapping up poker game.
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Post by eric on Mar 31, 2009 14:52:13 GMT -5
The elbow in the gut had little effect as he grabbed her elbowing arm with both his hands. He then with lightning speed, kneed her in the gut several times as a little pay-back. He had enough of her cocky little attitude and was struggling to making up his mind on whether to go in for the killing moves right now, or draw it out a little longer and make it a little more interesting.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 31, 2009 14:59:04 GMT -5
Dakota narrowed her eyes and she felt his hands clamp around her elbow. She winced, grinding her teeth as she recieved several hits to the gut. She growled, taking a heavy breath as he faltered for a second and kicked her foot out, and latched it around his knee and tugged, pulling him off balance to the ground. She kicked him hard in the skull and backed up, deciding absently to drag this out. It's more fun that way.
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Post by eric on Mar 31, 2009 16:25:08 GMT -5
He crashed to the ground and the pain of her foot slamming into his head was enough to not only make him grit his teeth in flaring pain, but it also gave him the migraine from hell. Still, her last move had helped him makeup his mind, to drag this out until she was nothing more than a bloody pile to be thrown out in the trash. He lifted his body up slowly making sure he had decent footholds, he was the one who looked worse for wear upon looking at him.
With a good five bullet wounds, a broken nose, and being hit in the head at least eight times. The was blood leaking from his injuries and his vision was beginning to get a bit blurry. He laughed insanely showing off his bloody teeth menacingly he remembered how the 'parents' in the lab would take him to the brink of death and build him back up. How they cared enough to waste their efforts on him was what he considered their love.
Still laughing at such a abstract thought, he shook the blood from his face, his eyes had a glazed over look about them. He was just close enough he could just barely hit her, so to in crease the strength of his next move he ran forward and spun in a roundhouse kick to her lower gut.
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Post by Dakota on Apr 3, 2009 13:15:40 GMT -5
Dakota smirked at the pain that she was helping Cain indure. She almost thought he wasn't going to get back up. But, slowly but surely he stood up again. She heard his manical laugh, and an inadvertant shiver shook her ever so slightly. Many years ago if you heard that, you were going to be getting in some deep crap. She saw all the wounds that Cain had accounted, and smirked, glad to see that some of the blood was from her own doing.
Unfortunately, Dakota couldn't say that she was in a better shape. She was shot several times in the shoulders, and had small smears of blood from when they're shot and graze you. She had a few claw marks on her face, and the back of her shirt was a little bloody too. Though she was still beat up, this was like a walk in a park compared to the time she and Fox got in a fight. She smirked at the thought, and wasn't prepared when she felt a hard kick to her gut. She nearly doubled over from the blow, but kept her balance, and she clutched it absently.
She growled with fury, and launched herself again at Cain. She grabbed his shoulders and forced him down on the concrete, pushing his head down as the concrete came up to meet him. A whiplash effect on the concrete always hurt. She kneed him in the gut, and smirked, proud of herself.
ooc: Sorry I haven't been on. I've had friends over every day and haven't been able to get on at all. Today, I have 'til sevenish/eightish pm, so... YAY~!
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Post by eric on Apr 3, 2009 18:10:59 GMT -5
The wolf boy could taste his own blood as his mouth as his teeth sunk into his lip inadvertently. He licked his lip and then felt her knee him in the gut hitting near the bullet wound making him cough up that blood. The sounds of guns cracking all over the place, he loved that noise and his mind raced with possible attacks he could use right then. Cain remembered his switchblade he kept in his pocket at all times. He rarely used it in a fight, but as fast as a viper's strike- he whipped it out of its concealed place and flipped it open.
Driving it into her hand, he used his other hand to grip her neck and pull her close. With a precise movement he bit her throat clenched down with a roughness he used to tear into skin.
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Post by Dakota on Apr 3, 2009 18:23:01 GMT -5
Dakota barely winced as she felt a few bullet graze past her, but she did wince as a bullet lodged in her side. She growled, but didn't pay much mind to it. She turned back to Cain, and felt a piecing pain in her hand. She looked down to see a knife jammed in her hand, and before she could turn back up, she felt cold hard jaws clamp around her throat. She cried out softly, and kicked him in the groin. When his hand winced slightly she took the switchblade from him and sliced through the wolf's eye to loosen his grip on her neck before he tore out her throat.
ooc: Remember, Dakota's supposed to be the winner, Cain. You can't kill her. xD
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