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thenightmarebegins) wrote2010-04-02 02:40 am
thenightmarebegins) wrote2010-04-02 02:40 am
[Voice/Action]
The line between monsters and humanity is... thinner than I assumed.
[Vincent is heading off toward the forest. He walks quickly, with a great deal of intent in his stride, and his expression. It's made a little less dramatic by the fact that he's still mostly covered in pink dye, despite attempts to wash it off. But after the events of the draft, and then coming home to Remnants going crazy, he's still battling with the inner demons. His only consolation is that they're not as powerful in here.]
[Once he reaches the forest, he takes on the form of the Galian Beast, running around in hopes of letting the monster have some release while (he hopes) staying well away from people. Do you bother him anyway? Y/N/MAYBE]
[...And is that a tinge of PINK in the large wolfy beast's fur?]
[Vincent is heading off toward the forest. He walks quickly, with a great deal of intent in his stride, and his expression. It's made a little less dramatic by the fact that he's still mostly covered in pink dye, despite attempts to wash it off. But after the events of the draft, and then coming home to Remnants going crazy, he's still battling with the inner demons. His only consolation is that they're not as powerful in here.]
[Once he reaches the forest, he takes on the form of the Galian Beast, running around in hopes of letting the monster have some release while (he hopes) staying well away from people. Do you bother him anyway? Y/N/MAYBE]
[...And is that a tinge of PINK in the large wolfy beast's fur?]
[Action]
OHSNAP THOSE ARE SOME CRAZY IMPRESSIVE TEETH.][The jaws snap just barely within reach of his head. Well THAT'S quite the attack, and looks like Galian Beast has met a very fearsome match. And somewhere deep down he gets the sense that it's a warning of sorts, else he'd be short a limb or so.]
[He growls, swiping an angry fireball toward her as he leaps backward, retreating a good few paces. The hunter instinct in him is a difficult impulse to resist, but survival instinct might overrule it this time. Frustrating, since it means Galian's time on the outside will be closer to ending.]
[Action]
She stalks a bit closer, muscles tensed and growling as loud as possible. What a lucky critter you are, to be subject to her territorial instincts rather than hunted down in cold blood or seething hatred.]
[Action]
[Galian backs up more. He won't be able to keep outside much longer at this rate, either.]
[Action]
After another minute or so of growling and inching forward, Moro snarls, leaping at Galian, provoking a chase to drive him out of her territory.]
[Action]
[Another leap back, and then Galian turns and takes off. He's better off hunting something he can catch... if he can keep control for very long.]
[Action]
[Action]
[Although he's none too thrilled at being chased off by something bigger, the animalistic nature of Galian knows it's a fight not worth keeping up. He'll stake out another hunting ground, or get forced back inside. Whichever happens first.]
[Action]
She knows she's already won the intimidation. Now it's just a matter of guiding him out of the territory.]
[Action]
[Action]
Aren't instincts just the greatest things.]
[Action]
[And finally Galian's worn out, enough that Vincent can take back control and de-transform. He's got Chaos stirring, wanting to go back and deal with that beast that chased them... but the human won't allow it. They don't have enough power to attempt such a thing anyway.]
[For now, he stares behind him and listens to that howl, as he stalks off somewhere to quietly
broodthink.]