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    Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

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    Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Sol on 1st June 2017, 11:09 am

    High in the sky above the neutral ground was a large black shadow and it was approaching the ground very quickly, if you looked at it closer it was actually a large black dragon and in it claws was a blond woman with sapphire blue eyes, as they got closer to the neutral grounds Sol slowed his descent to the ground and he landed softly before he released his guild master and lover onto the ground gently before he shifted back into his human form.as soon as he had touched the ground the poison shadow dragon had noticed that his strength had been cut quite a bit and he growled slightly as he tested if he could still shift now that he was bound to the ground, after a moment or two of testing he found that he could still shift but not fully and it worried him slightly.

    Shall we find the client Famine?” he asked simply as he flexed his claws and would follow the women after she spoke, they had to meet the client and find out what was going on, from what the misson paper said they were going to be looking and getting information from a lab here that had a bad accident. The paper also mentioned some very dangerous creatures which also had the slayer rather worried, if he had his magic he wouldn’t feel as upset but no magic meant he was vulnerable and so was Famine. While he knew he was tough due to being a dragon without his magic and famine without hers they were very weak famine being slightly weaker then him due to being human though he would never admit that to her. “I really don’t like this place I don’t feel right I feel too restricted ” he grumbled


    He had so much magical power and in this place where magic was unable to be used it felt his he was being weighed down by his own magic due to it being bottled up. He wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible but untill the job was done he had no choice but to keep going but something in his stomach told him this mission was going to be dangerous more dangerous then any he had done before,Sol glanced down as his markins on his chest that allowed him control over his chain Enkidu but in this space would he be able to even use it and worse what if he couldn’t even summon it at all, he would be powerless and weaponless with only his claws to protect him and Famine and if that was not enough he would have do to the one thing he hated to do… run.

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Famine on 5th June 2017, 7:01 pm

    From her the perch on the shadow dragon Famine’s blue hues could see every last detail of the neutral grounds, the barren, cracked earth beneath them, the occasional shriveled tree and field mouse scuttering into the weeds for cover---Even in the dark the ominous moonlight shone on the horizon to set every last detail a glow.  Each beat of the dragon’s wings above her flew her further and further into the territory.  Famine felt herself grow increasingly more fatigued. It must of been this land, Neutral grounds. Famine had heard many things of these plains, the most prominent of the rumors being how hey seemed to swallow away the magic of the mages that entered the premises.

    Sol dove into one of the hills in the plains not far from the city in the distance, effectively allowing him a soft landing and to transform back without bringing about panic from the locals that were out this time of night. Her eyes skimmed over the glowing building and city lights. It was evident that this was a prospering society. Though Famine still found it unbelievable that they could live and prosper without magic here. Famine was certain at least half of them would drop dead seeing a dragon…. The thought entertained her, but at the risk of their mission she would have to pass it up.

    Famine hopped to the ground promptly, turning to look up her Ace when he spoke too her.“Yes, that’d be wise…” She stated, blinking back to the settlement behind them. She started down the hill, of cracking twigs, bramble, and dry grass. Sol and her were on the same page, she didn’t like this either… Famine looked down at her palms as she walked, trying to conjure up something, anything, there was a small pathetic crack of black light in her hands like a light fizzling and burning out just as quickly. She sighed in disappointment “I don’t like this either, Sol. Lets just focus on getting what we need done and getting out of here, alright?” She told said to him.

    By now they’d stepped out of the outskirts and into the towns province, which opened up a closer look at the brilliant architecture and skyscrapers. To think a city could get this far without the phenomenon known as lacrima power. Her piercing blues flickered down to her hand as she unveiled the pamphlet they’d picked up for this job just the other day. She skimmed it for the address they were to meet the client’s assistant, looking between the arrangement of letters and the path ahead of her. The assistant was to brief them on where to find the lab, provide a map of the facility and the usb needed to download the information from the laboratory computers. Famine walked herself down the path with sol Following close behind. The job sounded simple enough Get to the facilities power core, start up the power again, boot the computers and download the data and a ride to the location. To Famine nothing seemed amiss aside from that ‘facility’ accident that had the hidden lab shut down completely when fifty died and the other teams that had been recruited to do the same job and did not come back. But…. her and Sol would do just fine…. “I think we're almost to central district.” Famine said, reminding Sol that is where they were to meet them at midnight.

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Sol on 10th June 2017, 3:59 pm

    Sol had to admit that the fact that these people could live without magic amazed him and confused him as well, however what was making him upset was the fact that while not that many people were out and about on the streets the few that were stared at the dragon and his guild master like they were freaks, Sol didn’t appreciate that at all and he bared his teeth at them and they quickly turned their gaze elsewhere.” I don’t like being looked at like that” he growled lightly , while Famine looked at the information on the pamphlet Sol thought about what the mission was and what information they had. The task seemed simple but the fact that 50 people had been killed in an ..accident was something that raised a red flag in the dragons mind.

    It told the dark haired man that something or things were in that facility and that whatever it was it was something that could kill people easy and that made Sol uneasy since they were without magic. The slayer knew though that if they kept their guard up they would be fine.” Alright Famine though my gut feeling about where our mission is at is not good, if its alright with you when we get there I would like to take the lead since I have sharper senses and I can see perfectly in the dark” he said and hoped she would accept his request at the end. While he didn’t have his magic that didn’t stop his dragon slayer senses at all and his night vision would be a godsend in the facility.

    As they reached the central district Sol peered around for the person they were supposed to meet and he started to pace while they waited for the client to arrive and he glanced at Famine after a moment or two.” hey Famine do we have any information on what is in the Facility” he asked as he glanced up at the clock nearby. It was almost midnight and he had yet to see the person they needed to meet but then again they were early. Sol had to admit that his dragon form made it rather easy for them to reach the neutral grounds in record time. Now that they were here all they had to do was get the task done and they would be richer and hopefully unscathed .

    Catching the sound of footsteps Sol turned to see someone approaching the two of them and he turned to face the newcomer.”Ah you’re here I hope it was no trouble getting here” the lab assistant said before sol scoffs.” only trouble is that we can’t use any magic but I digress, is there anything you can tell us about the facility and spare no detail I would like us to be prepared” the dragon said as he waited for the man to start explaining and leading them to the facility

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Famine on 7th July 2017, 9:31 am

    The apprentice held a look with Sol as he asked of more information, he agreed, he was here to inform them after all. “Well, aside from the standard get in and get in and get out parts you are going to want to power the generators back up inside and boot the lab’s computers, extracting all the server data onto this USB". He handed it over to them but not before gathering more materials for the two of them “ A map of the facility’s interior.” Famine grabbed the folded blueprint page as he handed it to her. “And data on all of the… experiments that were left behind in that lab.” He explained, passing over a tan file folder with various tabs labeling the contents inside with titles such as Ex 1048 and Ex 173. Famine subtly rose a brow but decided not to look too much into the sum of paperwork until they were there, she slid them into a satchel she had brought with her that held her tome and a set of daggers since she knew neutral grounds would cut off her access to her pocket dimensions.

    “As quickly traveling again by any means is now more or less impossible, thanks to the magic restricting field, I’ve had a carriage called to take the two of you up to the lab." Famine gave a wide eyed expression at the word carriage and gave a sideways look to her ace who she didn’t doubt was in protest.

    “How long will it take.”  Famine inquired of the stranger who abruptly responded back


    “No more than ten minutes, why?”

    “Just concerned about...making good time.” She lied

    He seemed satisfied enough by his answer and began to gather up his bearings, likely preparations to leave them. “I’ve done my job.” He announced “Now do yours.” They finalized before dismissing themselves and turning back around where they had come and disappeared around the next block of dark buildings.

    Just as he had promised, On the corner of the small park that marked the center block of the city was an ominous horse drawn coach. The guild master cleared her throat tasting the name of the dragon slayer in her mouth ”Sol,” She sighed, moving forward towards the buggy whether or not he would follow. “You can't dragonify here and now this is our quickest way there,” She said aside to him going up the step and grabbing the cab door. “and If you will not go I can handle this mission myself.” She told him almost the certain that the idea of her heading into this kind of danger on her own would motivate Sol to do anything to stop her; including facing his motion sickness. Famine extended her hand out for him.

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Sol on 13th July 2017, 1:07 am

    Sol glanced alongside his guild master at the folder and the contents that were inside and while the job sounded extremely simple something in Sols body told him that if they didn’t take the upmost caution they would both be dead before sun up. While he mulled it over one word was uttered by the assistant that made Sol stiffen and gain a noticeable look of discomfort… The word Carriage. Sol had no fear of transportation but he didn’t enjoy the feeling that he would vomit his guts up at every bump and every subtle motion of a carriage or a boat. It seemed that Famine relized this and Sol Sighed in defeat. He was in for a rough ten minutes but he would bare it at least untill the job was done.

    The Assistant left but not before he made the poison dragon feel the urge to rip his throat out from his last comment. Sols anger however vanished when Famine brought up the point that this was the fastest route to the lab and if he didn’t go that she would do it herself. At that the slayer steeled himself and followed her.”You know I won’t let you do this alone I would just rather not be puking my guts up but if I have to bare with motion sickness for a while then so be it” the dark dragon said calmly as he took her hand and followed her into the cab.

    Once they were inside Sol calmed down and he sat alongside Famine with his arms crossed with a neutral expression on his face that was untill the cab started to move, as soon as the horse made the vehicle lurch forward Sol’s face turned a nasty shade of green and his expression turned to one of intense discomfort as his stomach kept turning on itself every bump on the road they hit and he closed his eyes as he took a few deep breaths even though he felt himself get more sick thru the motion of it.” Famine please distract me I won’t feel the effects as bad if I’m not focused on it” he asked his guild master softly as he didn’t dare risk talking to loudly or moving to much at risk of making his motion sickness even worse.

    Sol honestly hated his weakness since it made him feel powerless and even more feeble then an elderly human, however he did that some solace in the fact that all slayers had this weakness even the former dragon king Acnologia had this problem and it seemed that the more powerful a slayer became the debilitating the motion sickness became which was not fun for any slayer

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Famine on 16th August 2017, 2:29 am

    Just as Famine had foreseen, Sol wouldn’t be caught dead abandoning his guild master-- especially on a trip and a task like this one. This is what she liked so much about him. He was dedicated. “How...considerate of you.” The dark mage chuckled with a smile when Sol insisted he would accompany her regardless of his wellness. Famine Voluntarily reached to tug his hand  as he went up the carriage step and came inside, quickly sitting down on the buggy bench beside her. The seat gave a small creak as she sat down against the wall and folded her hands behind her head a short moment. Her piercing blues flickered back over to Sol just as quickly albeit.

    “Distract you?” her lips curled into a little devilish smile as she echoed the words. “ If you insist.” Famine knew buy the hue of his face that he would  only grow more sickly from then on out-- hence why she laid his head down across her lap and allowed him to lay down during the uphill trek. Famine leaned over him, dusty-blonde strands shifting at gravities pull to reach down towards Sol’s face until she brushed them behind her ear, another hand tapping a finger at her Ace’s chin and then to pull his lip with her finger nail. “Just don’t vomit, don’t think about any of that.” She insisted lowering herself to force a few messy kisses upon Sol.Though maybe force was the wrong word, as Famine was confident Sol would have no complaints regarding these affections. At this rate, the trip would be over for him before he knew it.

    “I wanna see how quiet you can be-- It’s going to be like a game.” She whispered to him albeit mischievously as her icy hands felt at the hem of his shirt. Her fingers trailed up against the bare flesh of his torso. Never one to consider boundaries she shifted over until she straddled Sol where he laid down. If this little game of hers didn’t keep Sol distracted she didn’t know what would do him well. “Feeling any better yet?”
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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Sol on 17th August 2017, 11:12 am

    Sol could only remain silent as he felt his stomach turn again with another bump before he heard his guild master question his requested and he caught the wicked smile on her face before she laid him down and put his head on her lap and he sighed a bit.”thank you Famine” he said softly as he started to feel less sick, she kissed him and shile she told him not to vomit at that moment Sol didn’t even feel sick as he grinned and let his lovely guild master distract him. Feeling her straddle him and her cold hands under his shirt he inhaled sharply the the tempeture difference but it wasent unpleasant.”the question is can you remain silent as well my dear” he teased before they hit a sharp bump and while it made Sol feel slightly sick it was no where near what he had felt before .

    Hell yes” he whispered before he let his claws hands trail along her legs lightly. True to what was told to them they arrived at the destination in ten minutes and as the carriage came to a stop the door took a moment to open and Sol slowly stepped out of the coach running a hand thru his hair to fix it and he fixed his shirt as well as he walked out of the carriage and waited for Famine to step out.” I’m hoping for a repeat of that on the way back” he mumbled to himself with a small smirk on his face. One thing was for certain he had been distracted and now he was more then ready for what came next.

    Looking at the entrance Sol narrowed his eyes as moved over to a keypad and entered the code that was on the papers that was given to Famine and he sneezed at the amount of dust that was released as the door slid open.”ugh been a long time since this was opened” he stated as he glanced at his guild master before he stepped inside and took a good look around. His eyes took in the darkness and he saw thru it with his night vision gained from his shadow dragon half as he listened intently as well for any signs of danger with his enhanced hearing. After a moment of utter silence and no sign of movement the dragon motioned for Famine to enter. He would take the lead on this mission since he had better senses and untill they got the lights up and running he was the best as sensing danger early. He sniffed the air for a moment and caught scent of nothing before he glanced at Famine.”can you pass me the map I don’t like the feeling in this place” he mumbled. He wasn’t scared but something about this place had him on edge and for good reason.

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Famine on 28th August 2017, 2:58 pm

    The guild master’s tender grip disappeared all too soon when Sol’s sharpened fingernails dragged down her legs, scratching delicately at the skin beneath her clothes. In no time flat she was sliding off his shirt and helping him find her zipper.

    Fade

    It had been a bumpy ride for her too in more than just the one way.

    Famine was not long behind Sol, finishing tugging up the inside zipper of her clothes up her back and sliding her hood back on her head head of disheveled hair as she followed him out and dismissed the coach. Now they proceed into the lab, it appeared to be a medium building with various radio transmitters and satellite dishes protruding from the side.

    With the power since cut and the thing covered in a thick layer of dust covering the doors keypad, Famine was truly surprised when it responded to the codes Sol punched in and the iron doors popped opened, spraying rust and shrieking by the hinges. Famine stifled a small smirk in the dark at Sols sneeze. Regardless they made their way inside They stepped in front of a large office lobby. This was likely the place all the men and women in lab coats started their day with a cup of coffee at the table and a small chit chat with each others co workers before they punched in and delved into the reality of this lab. For now what remained in the dark room were tipped over seats and floor lamps along with a snapped coffee table. Famine brushed the debris with her heel. “Looks like a tornado came through here, I wonder if the rest of the lab is that way.” Famine gave a nod down the cubicle lined hall and towards an old fashioned box elevator with the gate. The guild master eventually shook the paper out of the ones in her satchel and handed the floor plans over to Sol. “This is just the standard base of operations-- what I’m guessing these employees wanted everyone to see when they walked in. Whatever else has been kept hidden, including the information on the computers and the generators will that will be at least several layers down.” She justified as she moved aside him in the dimness towards the miners box, her hand tugged open the gate revealing it was powered by a crank system to lower and raise and the corner floor of the elevator was a dry stain, famine could only assume blood, the faculty smelt of death sure maybe the bodies from the accident had been recovered from the first level but anyone who had gone down further. Famine tilted her head beckoning Sol in as soon as she laid hands on the crate the fencing that left the elevator open slammed back shut with a loud rattle but never the less Famine rowed the lever backwards. They’s now begin there decedent and pass the point of no return. The only way now was down “Have you looked at the map much, what level should we stop?”

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Sol on 9th September 2017, 4:20 pm

    Sol quickly took the map as Famine made the comment of how messed up the first floor was. It was rather true considering how much was destroyed and the dragon just shrugged.”considering the limited information we have in here they most likely tried to leave in a hurry but to no avail” he said before he sniffed the air once more. Like famine he could smell death and while he was no stranger to it in a situation such as this it set his nerve on edge. His ruby eyes gleamed in the darkness which to most would frighten any sane person off but then again who said the things in this compound were human.

    Staying close to Famine while they moved the poison dragons eyes scanned the map and he made mental notes of where certain things were at and also warning for some of the creatures posted on the map and certain points as well.” yeah depending on what they were doing most companys want people to see a happy smiling face while they design killing machines and other dirty secrets in the shadows even with no magic this place is no different.” he observed as they entered the hand crank elevator. At his guild masters question the dragon folded the floor plans and glanced at the walls noticing a big B1 as they descended downwards.”The Generator is down on Level five or the bottem level so we will need to get there first and then the computers are on Level three and there are quite a few strange and deadly creatures in here if the warnings on the floor plans are anything to go by” he explained.

    Sol was not worried since he had the map memorized but still his worry for his guild master was rather high.”Famine I know we have reached the point of no return but I pray we have no bad encounters here. I just hope we can escape from here quickly” he said softly. If Famine looked she would see deep concern for her in his face and eyes as he steeled himself for when they reached the 5th floor. Sol cracked his knuckles and flexed his claws to get them ready for any beast that dared to cross their path. He may have no magic at the moment but he was still a deadly creature and he would end the life of any person or creature that threatened him or his queen.

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Famine on 11th September 2017, 5:44 pm

    Famine, once she’d given the map to Sol returned the map to her own hands, but not before tipping it in the dark elevator and spilling some of the folder's contents. In response, she quickly knelt down to scoop the parchment up.

    Her eyes flickered hastily between the photographs that scattered the floor, The weak light bulbs from each of the floors emergency lighting flickered through the elevators grate and upon the floor as they descended each of the levels. Each strobe of light Famine laid her eyes on another of the horrible experiments, photographs of their twisted anatomy, the experimentation, and destruction of the monsters. A hand curled then clenched as she threw it to her lips in disgust, the other moving to sweep up the images from the floor and slide them back into the folder they had fallen from…  "Though..." the self-proclaimed queen of basilisks began in an all to troubled tone “Seems to be more to this place than I originally thought.” Quoted Famine without admitting she was disgusted or worried. Killing machine’s she thought, repeating Sol's word choice again in her head.

    Another damned lab. Clutching the folder to her chest a silence fell over her, thoughts passing behind her eyes like the shadows flickering over her face as the elevator slid down. Almost immediately she’d been reminded of  her old….friend….Lance’s story. How his twisted uncle had taken him from his home and conducted obscene experimentation upon his magic. Before she abandoned her identity she’d been through similar strife. Her parents were slaughtered by a guild dedicated to cutting down wizard parents and taking away gifted children as apprentices to nurture the raising of their magic for personal use.

    Famine was snapped back to reality just as quick as her mind had wandered away from her. The wheels and wires squeaked with the teeth gritting squeak akin to nails on a chalkboard as the cube slowed down in the level shaft to stop them just in time for the grate door to slide open
    Now in front of them a long dark hallway with the occasional pulsing of an emergency light. One minute the hall was empty and the next, a stuffed doll-- a bear was sitting in the middle of it. Rather than flinching away Famine stepped out of the shaft, leaning towards the odd plush that had appeared so abruptly.

    In a quiet manner she stepped towards it, unable to see how the button sewn eyes seemed to be following her every move as she came closer. Passively, and especially after the photos she had seen, Famine knew something was wrong here… and yet she found herself reaching out to the little brown button-eyed bear. How precious... She would've loved to of come across more things like this when Ahote was young, maybe even now…. He’d always be a child at heart to her.

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    Experiment 1048 - Builder Bear: This monster starts out as a one foot tall teddy bear and patrols the lab, searching for any intruders. Should it ever find anyone who's trespassing, it will grow into a five foot version of it, with blood dripping off of it as if it was bleeding. This experiment deals C rank per hit in its initial form, and B rank damage per hit in its larger form. It will also pursue the trespasser it sees for four posts, which means the person will have to avoid and hide from it. If it's hit by a weapon, it will create a familiar made from that material of its rank, which is B rank, and will accompany Builder Bear, but only one can be had at a time. The familiar takes six hits of B rank damage before disappearing.

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    2385/9000[/color]


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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by NPC on 11th September 2017, 5:44 pm

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Sol on 4th November 2017, 9:07 pm

    Sol could smell death and decay from the moment that they hit the floor they needed to get on and he gently stepped out of the elevator along with his guild master, however after a moment a small teddy bear seemed to appear out of nowhere and sat in the middle of the hallway. Sol instantly went on guard and he followed Famine but when he saw her reaching out for it he quickly grabbed her arm just as the bear suddenly swiped at her. It was then that the bear started to grow and emit blood as Sol quickly grabbed Famines hand and pulled her forward as they would pass by the bear and quickly duck a corner to try and avoid the creature before it could try to harm them.

    Whatever you do don’t let yourself be entranced like that again Famine the only thing we can trust here is each other and we need to stay beside each other no matter what, if we get split apart then we are as good as dead here” he said trying to calm himself down before he suddenly heard movement from where the bear had been and Sol quickly motioned for Famine to follow him. “come on I don’t want to think about what that creature can do espically since we don’t have any magic here” he said hoping that Famine would not want to battle the creature. As the creature had reached maximum size which was five feet tall it headed down the hall towards the location of the two mages and it seemed intent on harming them or killing them if it managed to get close enough to do so. It seemed that everything in this lab was build to kill no matter how innocent they looked or sounded.

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    Re: Terror in the Labs (Job/Famine)

    Post by Famine on 19th November 2017, 11:04 pm

    Famine felt Sol’s palm close around her arm and tug her backward into a stumble. Just as her feet shifted her a few paces backward. The eerie stuffed animal morphed and a clawed bear paw swiped, and the tips of its sharp talons swung and missed within a mere hair of her face. She sensed Sol's grip as it shifted down to clutch her wrist when he darted forwards down the hall, dragging her behind. The mage turned her head to glance back down the dim hall behind them and look through her shifting bangs at what creature had become as it was staggering to it's feet and beginning to head down the hall in pursuit before he slid them into a corner to avoid another swing of the creature’s claws.

    Now wasn’t the best time For Sol to be explaining this to her, but she understood his words were said with her safety in concern. Abruptly he pulled them along out of the corner they’d dived into so they could continue hurrying down the hall away from the...thing that was after them. Her hand knotted into a fist at her side. Damn… she’d forgotten so quickly that they were magicless here too. She wondered if that meant....immortality didn’t as strongly protect her here as it did when she was truly under the blessing of Eris’ gift, her arc of time. Soon she would realize not all of Eris’ powers that had been given to Famine were non-existent in the land without magic….

    “T...There.” she stammered between a exhale, nodding her head at a door left hanging open down the abandoned dark lab hallway that was littered with abandoned carts holding beakers, surgery equipment and the occasional dirty lab coat on a coat hook outside the doors. It was that white lab coat dangling off this doorknob that drew her attention to their escape.
     Famine tugged back against Sol who’d been so keen on outrunning the danger with her, yanking him through the doorway. She didn’t know if it was the adrenaline of being chased by some Frankenstein's build-a-bear or the running through the dark hall but her head was beginning to ache and her eyes burned whenever she saw the eerie flicker of the emergency lighting in the hall.

    --Famine still gave it her damndest to focus on the situation, whirling around her attention snapped back to the door that was still open and left askew.  By the time she’d approached the lab door to push it closed a big bear paw with tangled curly brown and blood matted fur had already stuck itself through the door’s side. --Focus focus…! Time was turning backward in  Famine’s head, her vision was blurring and new images from the future were already assaulting her mind. white snow, up to her calves rather than her ankles as though she was seeing something through someone’s eyes that were shorter. Famine pressed her back against the door now desperately not trying to loose her hold on the present moment, digging her heels into the cold tile beneath her and pressing her shoulders back against it hard. [/i] a village, she knew this one from the mountain. The claws swiped down against her shoulders and arm, tearing open the back of her black clothes around one of her shoulder blades, making the white serpent head of her guild visible under the line of blood that rolled down her shoulder and back.

    Pain-- It was a familiar feeling enough. She felt the burning at her temple intensify even though she hadn’t been wounded at her head it felt so stones that had been dug up from the snow and kept on a porch for the opportune time. Then the scent of blood.

    Famine found herself abruptly screaming the name of her son when she slammed her back against the door with enough force to sever the paw which wasn’t left oozing blood but pouring cotton stuffing. When the door was shut relief fell over her once she snapped the lock but it was too soon to celebrate. She was already shaking out of nerve.She wasn’t worried about the little bit of a wound she’d gotten that wasn’t healing right away but she was worrying over what she’d seen had troubled her and would likely worry her throughout the whole rest of the trip.

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    (Note: It says in the weak monster description that if the bear is severed in any way or cut, I guess the door counts for that, that a familiar will grow from the injured or separated point of the creature, you can use this to help meet word count, Sol, seeing as they would have closed a growing familiar in the room with them. If you were confused by the last few paragraphs Famine was distracted while trying to close out the teddy bear by the triggering of her Arc of Time passive that includes those visions future. Visions were again for Ahote in an upcoming thread between them and  myself where Ahote beats up and kills a villager from the settlements who’s been stoning and patronizing him back home.)

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