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CWolfeh ([personal profile] cwolfeh) wrote in [community profile] abstractborders2016-12-27 09:23 am
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Open RP Post - 2017


There's nothing wrong with reaching for new stars and those distance horizons.




✘ Full muse list is here
✘ Tag a character's header to call them out!
✘ Include a prompt/meme prompt/starter/something for me to reply to. Any sort of prompt you want! Picture, text, etc. I'm down for anything you can come up with.
✘ Alternatively, I'm totally down for AUs as well. Post-apocalyptic, alien invasions, fantasy based--anything! Just tell me what you're interested in!
✘ This is open to everyone! Come one, come all!



Favorite Memes:
Soulmate AU + Morning After Meme + Rainy Day Meme + Dystopian/Post-Apocalyptic AU + Buddy Cop AU
musicinmotion: (♫56)

Katsuki Yuuri | Yuri!!! on Ice

[personal profile] musicinmotion 2016-12-27 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
sergeantnospecs: (♣13)

Ignis Scientia | Final Fantasy XV

[personal profile] sergeantnospecs 2016-12-27 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
thenightsky: (☾01)

Noctis Lucis Caelum | Final Fantasy XV

[personal profile] thenightsky 2016-12-27 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
seekthelight: (♔97)

Sora | Kingdom Hearts

[personal profile] seekthelight 2016-12-27 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
bleedingunversed: (9104_zps66283e7e)

Vanitas | Kingdom Hearts

[personal profile] bleedingunversed 2016-12-27 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
notachocobo: (☁146)

Cloud Strife | Final Fantasy VII

[personal profile] notachocobo 2016-12-27 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
notmyrealname: (☀05)

Cissnei | Final Fantasy VII

[personal profile] notmyrealname 2016-12-27 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
carrotcop: (♪10)

Judy Hopps | Zootopia

[personal profile] carrotcop 2016-12-27 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
ofnoconsequence: (ffxv61)

Ardyn Izunia | Final Fantasy XV

[personal profile] ofnoconsequence 2016-12-27 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
hotinherre: (48108_zps225a1e20)

Axel/Lea | Kingdom Hearts

[personal profile] hotinherre 2016-12-27 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
imakemyownluck: (♰07)

Shay Patrick Cormac | Assassin's Creed Rogue

[personal profile] imakemyownluck 2016-12-27 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
imnotyours: (I'm just gonna snack)

Lyra Belacqua | His Dark Materials

[personal profile] imnotyours 2016-12-27 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
unwantedgirl: (Oh um!)

Chise Hatori | The Ancient Magus Bride

[personal profile] unwantedgirl 2016-12-27 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
whatisalegacy: (✮08)

Alexander Hamilton | Hamilton

[personal profile] whatisalegacy 2016-12-27 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
tametheelements: (Let's Rumble)

Korra | The Legend of Korra

[personal profile] tametheelements 2016-12-27 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
genuinepleasure: (Look at that smile)

Clint Barton | MCU

[personal profile] genuinepleasure 2016-12-27 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
ineversaidpilot: (Hey there stranger)

Sam Wilson | MCU

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onthefitz: (☢71)

Leo Fitz | MCU (Agents of SHIELD)

[personal profile] onthefitz 2016-12-27 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
furryflarkinfiend: (Shake?)

Rocket Raccoon | Marvel 616

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lightofnightsky: pb: Victoria Justice bc lol dem faces (not as weird as my mun's keywords)

I'll have you know I rolled for literally everything

[personal profile] lightofnightsky 2016-12-27 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ SO I GOT THE APOCALYPSE THING... with these two. RNG decided 2 > 8 was the thing that should happen. This shouldn't be a disaster by any stretch of the imagination. :') ]

Nobody ever saw it coming...

Well, except maybe those guys who seemed to have made a living off of holding up those depressing signs. He had to wonder just how it had felt for them, realizing they'd had the right idea all along... The end of the world wasn't anything to be happy about predicting, he was sure. Not that it really mattered after all was said and done. But... Noctis wasn't really given a chance to do much about anything, save for thinking about all those things, at first. Being shoved down into a storm cellar and told to wait there... He'd called out a question of until what, only to be met by a slammed door to his face.

...So...

He'd waited. Plagued with the last image he'd seen of his dad, left to cry himself to sleep, and the most alone he'd ever been...

... How long had he been down there?

When he wasn't sleeping or eating, he was training. Eventually, he forgot how sunlight felt on his skin... and he forgot how a hot meal tasted... and how a hot shower felt. Well, it was a good thing water and soap was part of the supplies, or else he wouldn't be clean at all. The changes of clothes started to feel tight, though... and the water supplies were low. For a long while, he considered what to do.

The maid who told him to stay down there... what had she expected, exactly? Well, no matter what it was, he couldn't stay there any longer -- he wouldn't just die down there!

Which was what eventually led him back out into the world... One he didn't recognize. Armed with an old sword, he did the best he could. It didn't take him too long to eventually find somewhat better weapons, but... food and water were proving to be the most difficult. He searched old stores, crumbling building... everywhere that seemed the least touched.

Eventually, he came across a place that wasn't quite as empty of life as it seemed... even if he hadn't noticed that detail yet.
bleedingunversed: (tumblr_inline_n4akd8itvk1se9iin)

This is beautiful oh my god LET ME KNOW IF THIS IS OKAY

[personal profile] bleedingunversed 2016-12-28 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Vanitas couldn't even remember what the first sign that all hell was about to break loose was. Things had been getting tense for awhile; there had been rumors and videos popping up of supposed creatures that had been appearing but stuff like that is never real. It's just some elaborate prank.

Except when it's not.

Everything he had known collapsed around him and Vanitas had been caught in the middle of the panic. Unlike some he hadn't had the luxury of being shoved in a cellar for protection and had watched as his friends and family were killed one by one. As cities fell and everything was turned upside down. And the creatures--they were everywhere. They were unlike anything Vanitas had ever seen before and more than once he had run for his life when he caught the attention of some of the scavengers. Several wounds later and Vanitas had learned to fend for himself by whatever means necessary. He'd found an axe in a house that had been barely standing by the time he'd come across it and several other small knives were found along the way.

And without him noticing the bite marks he'd acquired had started to fester and turned the flesh around them near black. He didn't feel pain from them but it was definitely effecting him, changing him. Even he didn't realize how bad it was until he killed an old man and a young boy he came across in a department store, leaving mutilated corpses behind as he carted off the supplies they had been carrying and collecting.

Several days later found him on the outskirts of what he'd dubbed a monster 'nest' which also happened to have several stores that hadn't been ransacked or destroyed. And that meant there was food inside them. He wasn't the only one that had found the treasure trove, though, and Vanitas crouched low behind an abandoned car, watching the other young man with narrowed blu--yellow?--eyes. He waited until the other had moved past before he crept along to another car then an overtuned food cart--

Knocking over several cans in the process as he bumped the cart and immediately cursed under his breath. Sloppy!
backwatertrooper: (confused - what's even going on)

somewhere beteen 3 and 9 for the rainy day meme

[personal profile] backwatertrooper 2017-01-01 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Waking up standing in a pool of water with flowers growing at the bottom of it, confused and wet not just up his legs but also from the rain falling in from the broken roof, Cloud's convinced he must be dreaming.

Except usually he's never actually wet when water is involved while he dreams, and right now he is definitely wet. And a little cold - wearing only his usual sleep pants and a t-shirt would explain that - so when a drop falls onto his cheek from a sodden spike weighed down by water, Cloud jerks and finally wades out of the pool, pulling himself up to the debris-strewn floor.

Looking around, he has no idea where he is. Which, well, wouldn't be odd for a dream, but he can smell rain and some faint, floral scent despite the flowers being under the water, wet wood and stone, and the aged-polished wood is very startlingly real under his bare feet.

Shuffling over to the broken doors, Cloud glances out and stares at the utter ruin outside, which he, again, doesn't recognize. It's certainly not Nibelheim - a thought which makes the now mostly-healed injuries the Genesis copies gave him ache in thought.

The rain is also coming down harder than before, and he backs up until he can curl up on one of the whole pews (a broken church?) and frown at the pool of water. Something just feels... off. Cloud tries to ignore it for now, but being wet and dressed for sleep doesn't make it very easy.
notachocobo: (☁14)

BD

[personal profile] notachocobo 2017-01-03 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
If asked, Cloud wouldn't really be able to explain why he felt the urge to visit Aerith's church this early in the morning. And in a torrential downpour. He remembered dreaming about the church, about Aerith, and then he woke up and just needed to go. He'd been as quiet as he could, not wanting to wake the kids or Tifa, making his way out of the bar and back to the garage where his bike was stored.

About fifteen minutes later found him pulling up outside the church, drenched to his core but he couldn't seem to be bothered by it. His gaze was fixed on the building before him and there was something...something was amiss.

He kicked his stand down and swung his leg over the bike, heading towards the entrance without much hesitation though a hand went back to rest on the hilt of one of his short swords.

Just in case.
backwatertrooper: (afraid - or shocked)

8D not suspicious or awkward at all, this!

[personal profile] backwatertrooper 2017-01-03 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Cold and still wet, Cloud had managed to doze - and woke up to the sound of an approaching vehicle. Startled, he almost fell off the pew, grabbing the back of it at the last moment, and wondered why he was still here. He shouldn't be!

Eyeing the broken door, Cloud glanced around reflexively, but the best in the terms of weapons here was broken debris that wouldn't stand for a single hit or kick, even less a sword or a gun... or materia. And maybe he wouldn't even need any, no matter how tense he was feeling.

Sliding off the pew, there was a very brief urge to go hide behind one of the pillars, but, suddenly angry at himself for that urge because even if he wasn't strong enough to be SOLDIER, he could defend himself, he backed off out into the open area right in front of the pool. More space to move, if nothing else.

The noise of the door opening dragged Cloud's attention back up towards the front of the church, rain pouring down like someone had upended a bucket, but that was less important than the hand ready to draw a weapon. And that was less important than the dizzily familiar hairstyle.

Cloud had intended to ask where he was, but all that came out was a very soft and quiet "What..?" as he stared, eyes wide. What else was he supposed to do, looking at somebody who looked like himself... if older. Cloud was again starting to doubt that he wasn't dreaming.
lightofnightsky: pb: Victoria Justice bc lol dem faces (like hell i'm touching that)

OMG HOW DARE HE KILL TALCOTT AND HIS GRANDFATHER (jk but that was my first thought with your tag)

[personal profile] lightofnightsky 2017-01-05 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
Even with what natural abilities he came with, there was only so much he could do on his own.

He'd never been taught to fight monsters like those. Hell, he'd just barely been taught how to properly wield a sword around the time he'd found himself shoved into that cellar. With an entirely different world to explore, it was almost as though he'd stepped into a different dimension altogether. What few people still existed in that world were either... half-dead or dying. Some were even more dangerous than the monsters themselves, seeing as they were willing to try killing Noctis just to preserve what little food and supplies they had left.

It was only by finding the rare few who were willing to trade (and the even fewer who were just genuinely trying to help him out), he managed to get further in that world.

Really, it was the only reason he'd even heard about the place he was in. One of the friends he'd made during his travels had mentioned that several had tried getting to the unexplored area, only to die on the way. So, he'd gone into the whole thing prepared to fight his way in and out, and it was just thanks to having learned how to creep around unnoticed that he got as far as he did without being caught. At first.

Spinning around, Noctis quickly raised his weapon -- a freshly obtained blade that he wasn't afraid of testing out on some... one?

"..." Well, okay, he knew it wasn't possible to immediately judge whether a person was there to hurt him, or not.

But, the idea of quickly attacking someone who was just desperate for food or water or... who-knows-what-else, didn't sit right with him. No matter how hungry or thirsty he was, he wouldn't be senselessly stabbing another person. Guess that one guy had been right to call him "soft" after all, but the world was already filled with enough pointless murder by that point. Besides, there was no harm testing the situation first by asking in a voice as calm as possible: "What do you need?"

Sure, there was a hint of unsteadiness to it, but his eyes alone might make it clear he wasn't afraid to fight -- wouldn't be the first... or last time.
notachocobo: (☁40)

:''D Not in the least

[personal profile] notachocobo 2017-01-09 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
The hand that had been on his sword slips away as he comes face to face with...himself? Okay so this had to be some sort of strange dream; it wouldn't be the first time he had one after all. Because there was no way in hell that this could be real. It was too..there was just no way.

Cloud is torn between feeling tense and fleeing, to be completely honest, something about this situation unsettling him in a way he can't put into words.

"..Who are you." It's not a question; it's a demand. Even if he knows the answer already.

Was someone playing a masterful prank on him because if so he was going to kick their ass.
backwatertrooper: (uncertain - um sir..?)

I mean it's not as if he hasn't had issues with identity or lookalikes before... at all...

[personal profile] backwatertrooper 2017-01-09 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
A dream was Cloud's thought as well, hearing the other speak, but he was getting used to that uncertain assumption wavering back and forth between 'this is a dream' and 'but is it really..?'. And maybe it wasn't the best reaction to that flat demand to straighten up and get a very tempting urge to spit out 'you', no matter how... probably... true that was.

But the idea of saying that made him feel even more unsettled. Shifting on his feet, hands twitching up and then falling back to his sides in an aborted intention of wrapping his arms around himself for more than one reason, Cloud finally shrugged.

"... Cloud," he said, and despite the fact that he had all the right to his own name, it felt weird, saying that, staring at... at himself. Biting his lip, he looked away. "I don't think... I should be here."

He'd really rather like to wake up, right about now, but the wet wood from where the rain was being soaked into the planks underneath his feet didn't seem to want to oblige and change into his bed.
notachocobo: (☁147)

Pretend I'm not terrible at replying consistently

[personal profile] notachocobo 2017-02-13 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Cloud.

Yeah that..he had known that's what was going to be said but it was still rather surreal to hear. Cloud's head spun momentarily as he watched the younger version of himself stand there so awkwardly and clearly just as unsettled as he was, only snapping out of it when he realized how chilly it was in here and the rain was helping anything.

The older blonde frowned briefly before he forced himself to relax, allowing his stance to become just a little more open and less threatening.

"..We should..let's get you someplace warm. And then we can try and figure out what's going on exactly."
backwatertrooper: (looking up - so innocent)

I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about~

[personal profile] backwatertrooper 2017-02-13 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Frowning, Cloud looked down at his feet, lifting one to rub it against his calf, balancing not with the sort of easy ease you might expect in a dream, but a regular sort of wobbliness, and nodded reluctantly.

"... I guess expecting to wake up now would... be too much to ask," Cloud muttered and then looked up again, looking at the older standing down the aisle a little closer. The clothes were still all... wrong from what he'd have imagined, but if this was real life, anything could've happened, he supposed. Aside from that, though... it was weird, but while he still felt a cold, uncertain weight in his stomach, just looking at himself... was starting to feel less weird.

"Okay." Taking a breath and letting it out slowly, Cloud squared his shoulders and actually left his spot near the pool, wondering with something between annoyance and something that might have been pleased awe that he'd at least grow a little taller.

(Why couldn't it have been more, though?)
notachocobo: (☁144)

<3<3<3

[personal profile] notachocobo 2017-02-15 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably." No reason to beat around the bush. This was definitely not some sort of strange dream--Cloud was almost 100% sure of that. (As much as he kind of wished it was because then he could at least make some sense out of it.)

Once the younger version of himself started to come closer the older blonde nodded slightly--more to himself than the other--and turned to lead the way out of the church. Already he was trying to decide how he was going to explain this to the others though he had a feeling that any explanations would be put on hold so Tifa would mother hen the young blonde. Barrett too, most likely.

Heading straight for his bike once they were outside, Cloud swung a leg over it and settled down, motioning for the other to climb on behind him.

"Come on. It's not that far," he said in a reassuring tone because he remembered what it had been like. And while he still got motion sick here and there, he knew it was going to be worse for the younger blonde.
backwatertrooper: (concerned or sad - there's many reasons)

[personal profile] backwatertrooper 2017-02-15 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Following along, casting a look or two over his shoulder before they left the church though not entirely sure why, Cloud grimaced when he almost immediately stepped into a puddle, cracked pavement letting mud gather in the water. Great.

It was still raining, too, and with a shiver, Cloud was relieved that he wore more to bed than Zack did, at least. Otherwise he'd have been standing around in nothing but underwear right now, and that'd be embarrassing as well as even colder than he was.

Looking up when the other spoke, Cloud's reluctant groan got stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened a little as he stared at the motorcycle, actually registering the vehicle his older self had apparently come here with.

"... Wow." It was the most amazing bike he'd ever seen, but, unfortunately, that wouldn't stop him from getting motion sick on it. He almost asked how far it'd be to walk, but then didn't. It was raining, and he was barefoot; he'd already had to carefully walk between the debris on the ground just to the bike.

"It's gonna be far enough, though..." Cloud sighed, ducking his head but reluctantly climbing on behind the older blond. And hesitated a little before he wrapped his arms around his middle. "How long... will it take?"

Not just because it was... it was awkward, okay? But also because he almost expected something to happen. It felt like it should, anyway; they were the same person after all. But there wasn't so much as the sting of static electricity. Just wet cloth and leather against his wet skin.
ghostdrives: (♒ If I don't get my head straight first)

because i can't stop won't stop

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-03-27 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
This isn't exactly a life that she would ever have to envision for herself, nor for others. Getting trapped in a world wasn't something that she was used to necessarily, not after having traveled to many of them for the sake of protecting them. But her Keyblade won't come anymore. Her magic doesn't feel natural or like it's a part of her anymore.

Not that she feels worthy of wielding her weapon anymore. Nor is it necessary for her to use magic spells. Not since she had long grown the wings on her back, feathers in her hair and the talons on her hands. Instead, flying and heights felt more natural, more normal.

She hates thinking like that, focusing on what's changed her. Despite not necessarily sharing her feelings to others, it disgusts and shames her. There are still moments when she's trying to fight her new instincts, but...

But as she flies back to her new home, some abandoned church-like building with a high roof and enters through the peak's window, it's clear that tonight is one of the times she's fallen prey against her monstrous new features. Hunting thrills her in ways that both excites and terrifies her, and when she drops down to the ground floor, she's eager to try and scrub the blood off her talons with a discarded and already dirtied cloth.

Of course, she might not be able to resist licking a claw as she does, but the frantic scraping of her claws against the hard clement and wood in the chapel might be loud enough to attract the attention of another...
Edited (okay I'm seriously done now) 2017-03-28 02:32 (UTC)
thenightsky: (☾35)

NEVER STOP

[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-03-28 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Noctis could barely remember how he had ended up in this place. How he'd gotten separated from his friends, tossed out of his world and into this place. The armiger was gone; it felt like he his connection had been completely severed. He had no access to magic.

He was alone and powerless.

Or at least he had been until the changes started. First it had been his legs, the bones twisting and reshaping themselves, tearing him from an already fitful sleep. Then he'd grown a tail and from there wings had sprouted. It was like he was some horrible mismash of different creatures and he couldn't put a name to what he was. Noctis hadn't seen something quite like..well, himself before. It was terrifying and exhilarating because with the changes can heightened senses, increased agility. Flight. Slowly but surely he was losing the battle with his instincts; forgetting who he was and that he needed to find a way home.

His tail lashed as he paused outside of the church, the distinct sound of claws scraping against wood drawing his attention. The prince bared his fangs as his eyes narrowed and he swiftly darted for the entrance, each footfall silent as he slunk inside. He caught sight of his prey immediately and hunkered down, wings folded close to his back as his tail lashed back and forth against the ground.

Wait for it...wait for it..

The prince sprang from his spot as soon as Aqua had turned her back in his direction, slamming into the young woman and knocking her to the ground so he could pin her.
ghostdrives: (♒ To catch a glimpse and not get caught)

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-03-28 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps Aqua had been changed into a predator in such a forceful way that she barely considered herself to be prey anymore. Or that she would be attacked on her own territory like this. Maybe by a group of fed up humans looking yo drive her away or kill her, but not another beast.

Without any enhanced hearing or sense of smell, she doesn't notice her visitor creeping in. It's only when he pounces and the feathers creating her pointed ear tufts quiver from the change in the air movements, does she turn.

Eyes going wide and with a shrill noise of surprise, Aqua feels her chest and body forced to the ground, breath knocked out of her lungs. Whatever big beast just hit her felt massive against her more lithe form and she's struggling to find both the upper body strength and a foothold or proper angle for her claws so that she can fight back.

Luckily her massive wings are still somewhat free, and they're flapping as hard as they can against the other body along with long, ribbon-like tail feathers. It'll at least serve as a distraction if it doesn't do any damage.

It's a strange sight to see. A humanoid bird being pinned down by an equally humanoid mash of creatures. The still human but frantic features on Aqua's face don't match up with the panicked squawks and chirps and other sounds that come out of her mouth. And the inhuman scream that soon erupts out of her throat, shrill and loud, doesn't match either.

Hope you don't mind being slightly deafened, Noctis. All this bird wants is for you to get off her.
Edited 2017-03-28 20:21 (UTC)
thenightsky: (Default)

[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-03-30 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay. Nope. Not cool.

That inhuman scream hurts his heightened sense of hearing and a shrill shriek escapes Noctis as he jerks back to cover his ears. It leaves him straddling her as his scorpion like tail thumps down hard against her legs. His head feels like it's about to split open but he knows that he can't hesitate for too long; leaving her an opening would be a bad idea.

Which is why, clawed hands still clamped over his ears, he flaps his wings downward to hit her with a hard gust, lifting himself up in the process so he can get some distance--

And collect himself.
ghostdrives: (♒ Can't hold a candle to her)

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-03-31 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Neither is jumping a harpy when her back is turned.

She can feel the pressure releasing from her limbs as he rears back and Aqua scrambles to get some distance, clawing at the floor boards and dragging herself up. But the slam on her legs makes her cry out again, this time out of pain rather than a deafening defensive mechanism. Nothing feels broken, but the roughened skin under her plumage is going to bruise.

The gust is enough to disorient her on it's own, cutting her cry short and nearly flattening her wings against the floor. But as much as it provides her attacker with a chance to gain some distance, Aqua tries to move as well. Bringing in her wings to rest against her back, her talons find notches in the wood and she pulls herself up and away from him.

If she can just make it up to the rafters, she'll have way more room to move around and evade him.
thenightsky: (☾35)

[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-04-06 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Why does she have to make this so difficult? It'd be much easier if she'd just accept her fate instead of fighting it.

Noctis let's out a snarl as she attempts to get away, claws slipping away from his ears that stay flat to his head now so he can make a lunge at the harpy. He loses his footing on some damaged floorboards though and falls sort, immediately scrambling to get himself upright, flapping his wings to get himself in the air since he has a feeling he knows what's she's trying to do.

Go for those rafters and he's going to be right behind you Aqua.
ghostdrives: (♒ To catch a glimpse and not get caught)

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-04-06 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Because some birds don't like the idea of some random cat making a meal out of them.

She shrieks in return, hardly the same kind that defeaned him earlier but she wants to send out a warning shot of her own. She's hardly a helpless little bird here, and takes advantage of the cat's stumble by gaining some ground and using her own talons to climb up a post that leads to the rafters.

But she doesn't think a little stumble will stop him. Shrieking at him again, Aqua positions herself properly and sends her own powerful gust of wind his way with her own wings. Follow her will you? She'll make sure you can't even reach her.
thenightsky: (☾40)

[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-04-10 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
It's the circle of life you stupid bird!

He's managed to get himself up onto one of the rafters by the time she turns to send a powerful gust his way and the manticore immediately digs his claws in and hunkers down. Her control over wind is much stronger than his given how much more powerful her wings are and a shrill hiss escapes him once he can finally move again.

Cheap shot, feather head.

Wings spreading, Noctis leaps to the next rafter before she can flap at him again, only hesitating a moment before he makes a quick leap straight up, snagging a hold of the rafter she's on. He doesn't make it onto it, though, and instead just digs his claws in and swings his scorpion tail upwards to try and hit her with the barbs.
ghostdrives: (♒ She's almost brighter than the sun)

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-04-10 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Shut up, fuzzball.

She has to use what little abilities and defences she now has. Her control over the wind isn't as great as it used to be when she casted Aero a long time ago.

At least it offers her a bit of time, but she can't exactly escape the cat's powerful legs. Aqua tries to get as much distance as she can on all fours on the rafter, but Noctis' claws digging into the wood makes her almost do a double take.

But only for a mere moment. The harpy can figure out what he might be up to and pounces forward, sharp talons aimed at digging right into the cat's paws. Unfortunately, it leaves her open, and she feels the sharp sting of his barbs in her leg.

Hope Noct doesn't mind going deaf again, because Aqua is screeching again and flapping her wings downward, just as loudly as the first time. If he lets go, she'll let go.
thenightsky: (Default)

[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-04-12 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Make him, feather brain.

Noctis can't help but let out a shrill feline scream when those talons sink into his paws, the manticore thrashing where he hangs. His tail immediately is jerked back before he slams it into her leg again and then once more, attempting to cause her enough pain that she'd back off.

But then she's screaming again.

Even with his ears pressed flat to his head it's deafening and his head spins with the pain. His tail is jerked free and he's struggling now--struggling to get free; to let go so he can drop down and get away from her.
ghostdrives: (♒ She outshines anyone)

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-04-12 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
She is now, fluffbutt.

The second slam to her leg feels even worse than the first, and for a moment she stops her screaming only to cry out in pain again. She's never seen anything that could attack with its tail before like this, whether stabbing or slamming, and whatever is in that tail's venom feels like its beginning to course through her.

But once she feels the tail let go, the talons begin to loosen in his paws. If she had half the mind right now, she'd feel pretty terrible at the injuries she's given him, but it's out of defence in a way. He jumped her after all.

If she can just get away from him, make it to open sky or just... who knows, calm him down maybe? Get him to back off? Then she could be safe.
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[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-04-12 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
...Shut up.

He manages to jerk one paw away, shredding his skin some in the process but anything to get away. It isn't hard for him to get the other free as well and then he's falling. The manticore hits the ground in an aborted crouch, slumping forward slightly and almost resting his forehead against the ground as his hands ache and his head throbs as if it's about to split open.

It's going to take him a few minutes before he'll be able to get his bearings again. Until then, he's just going to stay right where he is, tail resting on the ground and his wings draped across the floor at his sides.
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[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-04-12 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Once he even lets one paw go, Aqua's quick to let up on his other limb. While he very well could swipe at her still, somehow, the more human side of her maybe, she thinks that he isn't. That maybe he's had enough.

Even as he drops to the ground, the harpy is quick to get away. But the moment she puts some weight on that one leg, she nearly stumbles on the rafter out of pain, colliding with the wood and crying out, sounding more human than monster for once.

It doesn't help that she can still see the beast on the ground below her, and although she starting to feel a little numb from the venom, she can't help but worry about him. He... doesn't look good.

It could be a bad idea, but she trills gently at the manticore, worried about him.
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[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-04-13 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
The sound doesn't register with him right away because of the ringing in his ears but the manticore does shift after a minute or two, ears slowly perking as he lifts his head to peer up at her.

..Why was she worried about him?

A low rumble escapes him, not a growl but more a disgruntled sound than anything else. Noctis shakily attempts to get himself upright but ends up giving up and slumping onto his side, letting out a heavy breath in the process.

His head is never going to stop aching. It's just going to explode, simple as that.
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[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-04-13 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Because she hurt you, fuzzball.

It's as simple as that. She might not be human anymore but she's determined to cling to whatever little bit she might have left. And if that means having regrets in terms of attacking other people or creatures, well, she'll be a regretful monster.

Her tail and wings jerk as the cat moves, and she ends up trilling at him again, with a little more urgency this time. For now she's ignoring that she's not sure whether she can feel the rafter under her talons. Her sense of touch might be slipping a little...
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[personal profile] thenightsky 2017-05-16 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
You're strange...but considering he's been trying (and failing) to hang onto some bits of himself, he understands.

His ears flick at her second twill, only vaguely realizing how urgent it sounds. He's slowly giving in to the urge to just let himself pass out and it's obvious in the way his entire body just starts to slump.

Sleep sounds good. Let's ignore the fact that there's nothing safe about this location at all...
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[personal profile] ghostdrives 2017-05-16 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Considering you're the one who snuck in and attacked her, that's saying something.

From this distance, she sees how much he's slipping into unconsciousness, and her next cry starts off louder before it dies in her throat. Maybe her screaming was too much for him, and Aqua frowns at that thought.

He... he should rest, and she should let him. The cat might have provoked her, but she's been considering this small a place a bit of a sanctuary. And to move him now would probably cause more problems.

She steps off the rafter, intending to glide down beside him. The only problem is that it's far too clumsy, and her wings aren't beating properly and she misreads how close she is to the floor. Instead of a graceful landing, Aqua tumbles onto the floor, her injured leg not quite working like it should. His poison really is starting to take affect.

Still, she does try to do her best to half drag the cat into a dark corner by an arm, so that he isn't some monstrous sitting duck in this place. It isn't easy considering he's far bulkier than her, and it's more exhausting than she first imagined, but she does it.

Only to practically collapse onto the ground a few feet from him herself. At least he can be safe, but the harpy just needs to rest for a little bit. Her body just feels so heavy now...