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Post by banzaikitten on Nov 18, 2011 20:57:46 GMT -5
Trinity watched the drawings, just being a soldier she had a basic grasp of what was being foretold "So, nod if I'm right but, you where possessed by daemons but managed to fight it off just now. A chance of that happening again?" she asked quizzically before a dim bulb brightened so to speak "Ah, oh my. Hrm..."
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Post by Al Dragonia on Nov 18, 2011 21:02:00 GMT -5
Yakka nodded and frowned. She was very upset about losing her master. She cuddled up to Trinity, looking at her with sadness, then she fell asleep.
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Post by banzaikitten on Nov 18, 2011 21:05:11 GMT -5
Trinity looked down at Yakka as she curled up to her. Ponderous mostly if Yakka's tolerance of pain was on the same level of her own, since the armor spikiness. She shrugged off the question though as a more important one buzzed in her mind, infest or not to. Generally kinder to ask first then bite though.
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Post by Al Dragonia on Nov 18, 2011 21:08:36 GMT -5
Yakka would not want to be infected. At most she'd MAYBE become Trinity's pet, but beyond that... She was asleep now though, and snoring.
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Post by banzaikitten on Nov 18, 2011 21:41:23 GMT -5
Watching Yakka sleep seemed to have made Trinity sleepy too. And thusly falling asleep was really the only worth while thing to do anyways. Perhaps a few hours had passed before Trinity woke up with a sudden fright. Taking a look around she sighed in relief, just a squirrel cracking nuts open in her mechanical cutting claw. Glances over at Yakka and jostles slightly with her other armored arm.
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Post by Al Dragonia on Nov 18, 2011 21:47:52 GMT -5
Yakka snored loudly, drooling and obviously chasing something in a dream...
The next morning, Yakka had hunted some form of large game. She was eating from the fresh carcass, enjoying a meal.
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Post by therougedragon on Nov 28, 2011 17:23:33 GMT -5
The Assassin stands tall on the mountin ranges looking over the frozen peaks.
"This place reminds me of th icy waste lands of northrend..."
Then she begins to hum "I'm ready for the fight and fate..." she hums to herself before she takes a leap od fath from the clif face. she lands on the ground with ease and continues to hum. "I want to feel the bitter taste of blood on my lips again..."
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Post by Al Dragonia on Nov 28, 2011 17:50:20 GMT -5
Yakka smelled the air and made a disgusted face. Something smelled like death.
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Post by banzaikitten on Nov 28, 2011 17:53:05 GMT -5
Trinity looked down at Yakka and raised a brow, in minor disgust as it where. The creature, in her opinion, would have had a lot more usefulness instead of being eaten. But alas that was not her decisions to make it would seem, if it where well lets not go into that. With a tired sigh she stood up, making the ACS she wore seem almost weightless upon her body and glanced about with a yawn.
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Post by therougedragon on Nov 28, 2011 17:53:58 GMT -5
The assassin walks along the floor of the moutin ranges wanting to feel the pain of the blood chilling winds but to no avale, the winds, nor the heat have no effect on her.
She looks at her hands and sees that the snow has given her flesh frost bite and still she can not feel it. She sighs in dispear longing for the life she once had.
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Post by Al Dragonia on Nov 28, 2011 17:57:03 GMT -5
Yakka growled, baring her teeth and getting ready to attack whatever that smell was.
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Post by banzaikitten on Nov 28, 2011 18:00:34 GMT -5
Trinity took to an alert state of mind upon hearing Yakka's growls. Activating the weapon systems on her ACS she looked about "Identify yourself!" she ordered, her voice amplified thanks to her suit's comm system. Whatever was out there, she'd had had enough of the BS that could be provided for one week.
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Post by therougedragon on Nov 28, 2011 18:02:24 GMT -5
apon hearing the sound of a growling dragon she stops.
She hears the howling wind the batters her and then yet... YES. A Growling dragon not 100 yards away from her.
"Mmmh dragons in this place...?" she wonders.
The Assassin knew she was no match for a dragon, even on that is moody and by the sounds of this one she deiceds to procseed and deal with it when the time came.
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Post by Al Dragonia on Nov 28, 2011 18:03:25 GMT -5
Yakka was most certainly peeved about... something.
(Also, Yakka isn't a dragon, She's more like a crocodile)
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Post by therougedragon on Nov 28, 2011 18:07:49 GMT -5
The smell of the dead reaches her nose as her stomch growls. She hasn't eatten in a few weeks and she feels her strangth fading slowly. The Assassin follows the smell of the dead creature untill she finds it nearly frozen on the vally floor. She picks it up and hangs it over her back and soon finds a cave where she can heat the meat up and eat it.
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