Post by samannemc on Dec 6, 2008 21:03:16 GMT -6
KODI(Mandy): Arttimetus took a step back as Laurenceeasily grabbed Rin, "Sorry, your opponent's over there," he grinned to the vampire, and threw him as if he were a mere rag doll. Laurence grabbed Arttimetus' upper arms and led her to sit in a chair.
"What are you doing?" She hissed, "We have to help him?"
"No, he's on his own. He's always on his own."
Arttimetus glared at Laurence the werewolf and pulled out of his grasp, nails ripping her skin, to run up to Rin.
"Rin...?" She asked carefully, holding him close. He put his head on her shoulder. He looked pitiful.
"I'm sorry," he breathed.
"It's all right," Arttimetus responded, having no idea of his reasons for the apology. It was then, the running footsteps now heared by Arttimetus, she was rammed by a werewolf and was left sailing into a wall.
Lol, MINE: Rin jumped up, and gave that werewold a taste of his own medicion, but now grabbed his hairy arm and flung him into Rin's chest, biting the wolf's neck and sucking as hard as possible. The werewolf began howling in agony, the pain he felt equavalent to having one's stomach, fingers, toes, then arms and legs sawed off by a blunt pencil.
Before this wuf could loose all blood and die, Rin's food was taken from him, and he was left with running back to the Meti-morphi known as Arttimetus, but grabbed before accomplishing that goal. Another werewolf lifted her.
"I'LL (FREAKIN) KILL EVERYONE OF YOU (FEMALE DOGS) IF YOU DON'T (FREAKING) LET HER GO!!!" (Unsure of ahe allowance of cursing, so I'll censor it...) He bellowed like the monster he believed he was. Arttimetus looked scared.
Three swords, from three certain wuffies that held Rin, impaled him with tremendous force, then removed for the removal of blood.
Once Rin lost his strength again, he was released, watching the recently obtained blood waterfall, then transitioning to stream, then to dripping.
"Rin..."
Rin looked up, blood falling from his wounds as well as his only eye. Rin became aware that Arttimetus could see the hideous hole from the right section of his supposed eye socket, reaching all the way to the supposed ear socket, and looked away.
Tristian stared at Rin, the five-year-old clinging for dear life to his leg and crying.
"Rin," he whispered sweetly, "You have to stop crying," he smiled, "You'll give yourself nightmares, and you have to be a man for Molly. You gotta protect your little sister!"
"Wha-wha-what if I never see you again?!" Rin cried, holding desparately.
"Don't worry, Rinny, I promise we'll see each other again..." Tristian took Rin's face in his hands...
... Rin stared into the eyes of Tristian. He examined the dark hole of Rin's face closely, then whispered, "You... are not my brother."
Rin hit a wall.
Laurence watch two werewolves place Arttimetus next to him, duct tape over her wrists and mouth.
"I'm sorry, love," Laurence sighed, "They just don't want you interrupting the family reunion."
Arttimetus glared up at Laurence.
"It's out of my hands," he shrugged, then stroked her hair, "I suppose we are to leave this sight, now... I wouldn't want you to watch this," Laurence lifted her and left the big arena of the werewolf castle.
"What are you doing?" She hissed, "We have to help him?"
"No, he's on his own. He's always on his own."
Arttimetus glared at Laurence the werewolf and pulled out of his grasp, nails ripping her skin, to run up to Rin.
"Rin...?" She asked carefully, holding him close. He put his head on her shoulder. He looked pitiful.
"I'm sorry," he breathed.
"It's all right," Arttimetus responded, having no idea of his reasons for the apology. It was then, the running footsteps now heared by Arttimetus, she was rammed by a werewolf and was left sailing into a wall.
Lol, MINE: Rin jumped up, and gave that werewold a taste of his own medicion, but now grabbed his hairy arm and flung him into Rin's chest, biting the wolf's neck and sucking as hard as possible. The werewolf began howling in agony, the pain he felt equavalent to having one's stomach, fingers, toes, then arms and legs sawed off by a blunt pencil.
Before this wuf could loose all blood and die, Rin's food was taken from him, and he was left with running back to the Meti-morphi known as Arttimetus, but grabbed before accomplishing that goal. Another werewolf lifted her.
"I'LL (FREAKIN) KILL EVERYONE OF YOU (FEMALE DOGS) IF YOU DON'T (FREAKING) LET HER GO!!!" (Unsure of ahe allowance of cursing, so I'll censor it...) He bellowed like the monster he believed he was. Arttimetus looked scared.
Three swords, from three certain wuffies that held Rin, impaled him with tremendous force, then removed for the removal of blood.
Once Rin lost his strength again, he was released, watching the recently obtained blood waterfall, then transitioning to stream, then to dripping.
"Rin..."
Rin looked up, blood falling from his wounds as well as his only eye. Rin became aware that Arttimetus could see the hideous hole from the right section of his supposed eye socket, reaching all the way to the supposed ear socket, and looked away.
Tristian stared at Rin, the five-year-old clinging for dear life to his leg and crying.
"Rin," he whispered sweetly, "You have to stop crying," he smiled, "You'll give yourself nightmares, and you have to be a man for Molly. You gotta protect your little sister!"
"Wha-wha-what if I never see you again?!" Rin cried, holding desparately.
"Don't worry, Rinny, I promise we'll see each other again..." Tristian took Rin's face in his hands...
... Rin stared into the eyes of Tristian. He examined the dark hole of Rin's face closely, then whispered, "You... are not my brother."
Rin hit a wall.
Laurence watch two werewolves place Arttimetus next to him, duct tape over her wrists and mouth.
"I'm sorry, love," Laurence sighed, "They just don't want you interrupting the family reunion."
Arttimetus glared up at Laurence.
"It's out of my hands," he shrugged, then stroked her hair, "I suppose we are to leave this sight, now... I wouldn't want you to watch this," Laurence lifted her and left the big arena of the werewolf castle.
