Post by chaosmordecai on Jul 27, 2012 22:26:43 GMT -5
Chaos leaned against the wall of the dingy building, her black hair pulled back into a high ponytail to protect her from overheating. It was way too hot out here for jeans and a t-shirt, but Chaos didn't feel comfortable in anything else. She tried to make it easier on herself by wearing light jeans and a bright green graphics shirt, but her hair was just too dark. Her eyes were closed as she listened, the corner of her mouth quirked up in amusement. She was here for essentially the same reason as the supernaturals. She wanted to free the Wolven, but she only wanted to so she could see where he ended up.
The Wolven was somewhat of a fascinating study for Chaos. He was human, but it seemed like he was on the brink of becoming something else entirely. She wondered what made his mind tick and what he was planning to do. And she couldn't very well see that with him stuck inside a building like this now could she? So she would help him get out of here and observe him. She would keep him from the brink of death for now, but she mostly just wanted to watch.
The two supernaturals inside -a gorgon and a demon if Chaos was correct- were already helping the human so she would wait and see how far they could get. Not very far without the help from herself though. She heard talk of taking their positions as the elevator dinged open. The trio made it to where they had a visual of the entrance before they were surrounded. Chaos pushed off the wall and made her way to the entrance.
Chaos laughed in amusement as the gorgon said something about dodging bullets, and a few moments later guns were going off. She opened the front door and stepped inside to see the guards shooting at the ground at a mouse- no a snake. A few guards took aim towards the other two and suddenly all guards were on the floor writhing in pain. Chaos didn't kill them for she had no reason to and killing senselessly wasn't the way she conducted her business. She didn't care if others did it, cause she wasn't the goddess to be taking care of that, but she wouldn't subject herself to it. When it was clear that there would be no more shooting, Chaos looked towards the group.
"Hurry up and get out of here. You've got better places to be." And with that Chaos exited the building and walked away a bit before taking flight. Black wings pushed out from between her shoulder blades as she headed towards the roof of the asylum. She let her feet touch the edge and let her wings relax. She sat on the edge, her feet dangling and her wings folded slightly around her as she watched the trio. Hopefully things would remain this interesting.
Wolven simply stood in the midst of the guards with all their guns raised, looking around slowly and growling. Suddenly, chaos broke out on with several of the guards on one side. As soon as it did, the eyes of several guards twitched in that direction. It was all Wolven needed. He grasped the desk beside him and ripped it from the floor and hurled it in to the other guards on the other side, knocking their guns wild then sending them flying backwards.
Roaring, he lunged at the next closest guard. The claws along his left hand snapped back out of the way as his fingers clamped against the guards throat, hauling his body in front of him. He used the man as a personal shield, standing there in front of all the guards and between them and the female who remained behind him (Though he actually thought it was both girls) to protect them from gunfire as well.
Suddenly a female walked in the front doors as if she owned the entire place and every guard dropped, even the on in his hands going limp as a board. When she spoke, he glanced behind him at the remaining female. Where had the other one gone? He wasn't sure but he was most certainly NOT staying here any longer. He picked the guard up and hurled him through the glass of the front doors, and walked out. He would have loved to run, but his suit prevented that at the moment. Maybe some day he could make it lighter, but for now it was as it was. Nothing he could do about that.
Post by Victoria Belmis on Jul 28, 2012 16:17:30 GMT -5
“I hope you know how to dodge bullets.” Victoria heard Stillia's voice, not even having time to process the words, she saw the female rushing into attack, shooting one of the guards, and quickly shifting into a mouse. The demoness started wondering again what this female could be, her energy didn't seem like shifter... Pulled from her thoughts by gun fire, Victoria's eyes quickly turned to black,trying to reinforce the fear that she transmitted, grabbed both of her guns and started aiming with startling precision for the hands, disarming the guards, and ankles to keep them on the floor while they ran for the exit.
For instants she looked to the madman, and the female to see how they were doing. Not so bad. When she turned her eyes again to the guards, she saw one running furiously towards her, but instead of shooting Victoria dodged the attack hitting him with the gun's grip in the back of the head. Smudged her Deagle with blood. She frowned childishly.
Victoria was now preparing to run when she noticed a new female. Her essence was strong and powerful like something Victoria had never felt before, she was standing as a calm amused viewer. Obviously she wasn't human either. Suddenly the remaining guards fell to the floor, twitching and screaming in pain. Victoria now dark eyes looked intensively as the mysterious female indicated them to leave, and left herself. Victoria glanced at the other three, seeing that the human covered in blood, was now walking to the exit.
As all the guards were on floor, Victoria felt that running wasn't necessary, instead she walked between the twitching bodies, her arms, holding both guns, along her body. She examined the humans, and almost felt sorry for them. That kind of power is not one to be messed with. Coming outside to the heat, Victoria didn't see the mysterious female, moving her head sideways and finally looking up, she stared to the woman.
Although Stilia is usually in a human form, it often mimics her true face. She has large, round eyes, but otherwise her features are quite sharp. She smiles much more then she used to, but usually only out of politesse.
Post by Stilia Medusa on Jul 30, 2012 17:17:38 GMT -5
Stilia felt it, she was royally screwed, and this looked like it would be the end. She didn’t even get to Morph back to her Gorgon form, and she would die as a lowly animal. This really wasn’t how she imagined it would happen. She sent a quick prayer to her deceased ancestor, Medusa, asking that her transition to the afterlife would go well. She watched the battle around her, as the Wolven lunged at guards and the demoness shot others. There were simply too many though, and death seemed eminent.
A powerful presence seemed to fill the room, and Stilia was quite surprised when all the guards fell. She wondered if they were dead or not. Warily, Stilia shifted into the form of a woman she had been in earlier, her green eyes settling on the newcomer. She looked practically human, in some modern clothing, with her black hair pulled back into a ponytail. But something more seemed to radiate from this stranger, who looked oddly familiar. A memory occurred to Stilia, one in a jungle, with motley assemble of people. She could have sworn there had been an angel there looked exactly like this powerful woman. But she let it go; figuring now was not the time to dwell on the past.
The woman spoke, instructing them to get out now, before leaving herself. It was all really random, and wondered if this woman was like an answer to her prayer. But Medusa was dead, how could she have sent help? Again, Stilia stopped her mind, figuring she could think about it at a later less dangerous time. She flinched slightly at the sound of breaking glass, but followed the Wolven and Victoria out back into the hot sun. The powerful woman was gone, apparently, until she noticed Victoria staring straight up. Stilia followed her gaze, noting the woman. Bowing her head in appreciation, she turned her head back to the ground. “Come on, we aren’t out of here yet.”
Wolven didn't even look back. He wasn't away of the female having any kinds of powers. After all, he wasn't the most intelligent of beings. In fact, even according to human standards he was pretty damn slow. Almost mentally retarded. He was also completely unaware of anything other then humans. He had not seen the female shape shifting and thus was not even aware she was able to do that. So he made a direct beeline for the main gate. He stalked right up to it and raised a hand. He smashed his fist through the glass of the little booth, grunting only slightly as the terrified guard let off a shoot that ricocheted off the metal of his mask. He roared, then jerked the poor man forward and slamming him face first in to his own instrumentation panel that controlled the chain link fence gate that would slide open.
Sparks flew around the man's head that was now firmly embedded in the panel and Wolven grunted. He cared not if the man was dead, or simply knocked the hell out. He released him and walked right up to the gate. With a snap his claws flipped in to place and he swung them downwards and severed through the simple locking mechanism holding the gate closed. He flipped the claws back and grabbed the gate and heaved it open, the tires squealing in protest as they where not suppose to be going in that direction with out an electronic command so where refusing to budge. The Wolven cared not, and simply forced the gate wide enough for them all to get through. He looked back, directly at Stilia, and waved them to go through first for the gate would slam shut as soon as he released it.
