View source for Fall From Heaven Chapter 4 - RPLOG

=Participants=
* [[Aaron]]
* [[Anbessa]]
* [[CaseyRune]]
* [[Loki]]
* [[Redd]]
* [[Rihko]]
* [[Smokie]]
=Date=
14/5/2012
=Log=
<div></div><br> <br>Finally, the rubble north of town - large enough to encompass several city blocks - has become enough of an issue for both alpha and bravo team that the cavalry has been sent in. Kori has gone missing from the team, winding up separated from Smokie by deus ex machina, and Cerris has done likewise after leaving CaseyRune to their fate. Anbessa and Redd are returning from the breather they need, and Rihko and Loki have been sent by Zephyr as a sort of 'get this over with' gesture. The only sounds that can be heard in the silent din are the screeches and cries of a trio of gryphons in the movie theater, one of the few buildings still standing; that's combat if ever there was one!<br> <br>Anbessa quickly jogs back into the area after his break, coming in with Redd leading. The black furred Talakai pants softly as he reaches the destination again, though as he notices the team isn't there, and also the combat sounds in the theater, he looks over to Redd as he begins to get goin' to the theater. "Ey Redd, ready? We are missing the party!" He says, smiling towards the Coyote as he quickly starts his jog towards the theater, his claymore unsheathed from his back and in his paw. Ready as ever, though he doesn't seem to know that the team was split up just yet.<br> <br>"Not so fast, We should actually get an idea of where everybody is first, before rushing in." Climbing a hill of rubble, Redd scans the area below for movement. The noise from the theater gets his attention, though what's happening is unclear to him.<br> <br>Smokie lopes from the ruins of the diner, now not just looking like a feral gryphon of ye olde dags, but smelling ten times as worse from the shear nastiness of the nesting site.  She swears loudly as she comes up the hill, seeing a non-gryphon figure upon it, and begins to gallop towards it.<br> <br>Rihko is jogging towards the ruins with a quick, loping gate.  Her ears perk at the noises then tilt back, and she looks around for a good vantage point to scope out the rubble from.  As she slows down, she switches to a general radio frequency.  "Hey, anyone alive out here?" she asks, a grin in her tone.  "Heard you were having some issues.  If you can respond, give me your coordinates."<br> <br>CaseyRune can't respond, thanks to the gryphons covering them, they do however take steps to get said gryphons off... Starting with the one on the bottom, who dispite trying to claw Casey to death seems to leave itself open to the fate of its companion. An oppritunity that they very much take, which has the nice side effect of boosting their already potent healing.. And people say vampirism is a curse.<br> <br>A faint whoosh followed by a dull, metallic clunk echoes through the area as Loki lands upon the street and folds his wings against his back as he lands near Rihko. A silvery tongue passes his lips as his attentions scan the streets and then looks at the Kitsune. A small sneeze escapes the metallic dragon before he cranes his neck and looks through the streets as he scans for sights, sounds, and smells. It would be a little redundant to repeat the request of the kitsune, but he nevertheless does make his own effort as he begins to stride on ahead - and then stop and offer a small wave and "Hello Rihko." towards the kitsune.<br> <br>The vampiric agent will find themselves being scratched and pecked and beaten even while they drain the second gryphon; it'll certainly help, but they're getting hurt faster than they can heal. Cerris remains conspicuously absent, and the sounds of battle in the theater grow more desperate as bodies are rammed into walls and gryphons screeches echo in the conspicuous silence.<br> <br>Anbessa blinks as his COM rings out the announcement to his ear, him speaking into his COM device quickly. "Anbessa here. I am heading into the Theater, since it sounds like someone is gettin' attacked pretty badly in there." He says, quickly looking up towards Redd. He sighs, shaking his head, finding the need to act quickly more important as he turns, quickly making a dead sprint into the Theater, his Claymore gripped tightly in his paws as he enters into the building. Even though it isn't in the immediate entrance, he quickly sprints into the building, disappearing from sight from anyone looking at him outside as he goes after where the noises are coming from.<br> <br>Redd turns his gaze back towards the city proper, "Yeah, any assistance is appreciated. Can I get names?" He watches Anbessa vanish into the theater. "Damnit Anbessa. Don't get yourself killed, last thing I want to have to call in is body bags."<br> <br>Smokie crests the mound of rubble, right up beside Redd, with a loud squawk to announce her presence, tail whipping side to side behind her as she tries to look out across.  Something up in the theatre?<br> <br>Rihko gives Loki a nod and is about to reply when she rounds a corner and spots the source of the noise.  "This is Rihko Kirijo.  Loki's here too.  Sounds like something is going on in that building; I'm checking it out."  She focuses on moving, then, picking up her pace as she closes in on the theatre.<br> <br>Loki offers a nod to Rihko when she figures out the location of the noise and quickly follows along with the kitsune, tailing her closely as he bounds along towards the building. <br> <br>CaseyRune drops the second gryphon, with a small note to self, Drain should only be used when desprate or for sneak attacks. Still they have two gryphons to deal with, so they do what comes naturally in this situation. Stab them in the throat with shards of frozen blood, then back off to let the healing kick in. Damn things were more vicious than the ones in the city thats for sure.<br> <br>It looks like Casey isn't the only one with healing. While these may be feral, nearly mindless gryphons - and a great deal stronger than the traditional Fairhaven variety - they seem to have the powers of their cousins, wounds beginning to close even as Casey draw back to heal themselves. The two remaining gryphons hiss angrily at them, though the emergence of Anbessa gives them pause and makes them jumpier to a noticeable degree. Anbessa's scent is easy enough to track for Rihjo and Loki, leaving Smokie and Redd as lookouts for the time being. Mercifully, nothing else seems to be attacking the pair...yet.<br> <br>Anbessa growls as he skids to a stop, spotting the Gryphons and Casey. Being outside of Redd's field though makes a idle murr resonate from the Talakai, him lifting up his free paw. As his arm quickly seems to lose density, it shapes up into what looks like a goo version of his own arm... Except his fingers begin to mesh together, gaining the shape of two gooey spikes. He then smiles as the goo quickly hardens, cooling down until the goo freezes, making the two triangles into large goo spikes until he tenses, his goo arm whiping back, then forward, launching the now dense projectile straight for the two gryphons as if he just fired a double shot of ammo.<br> <br>Surprised by the squawk, Redd turns towards the gryphon, about to tackle the bird, he stops, having recognized his mate's scent. "Gahh! Smokie, Don't scare me like that. Anyways, grabbed your M16 on the way back here. Loki's here, so don't shoot at the big shiny dragon this time." He hands the weapon over, and turns towards the theater. "We should probably catch up with the others now."<br> <br>Smokie flares out her wings, squawking again at Redd as she pushes herself up onto her haunches, her talons more able to grip the modified gun than her paws ever were.  She nods her appreciation, and cradling it in one arm, she starts toward the theatre on three legs<br> <br>Rihko enters the theatre, her ears going back; the kitsune raises her paw and makes a small motion in the air, gathering together whisps of flame to form a flickering, etherial light that follows her.  Her other hand draws her knife, and she calls out.  "Stop this at once!"