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Post by Shikaru on Mar 12, 2007 15:53:33 GMT -5
Cynyr once again simply dodged. "This is getting annoying..."
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Post by Oliver on Mar 12, 2007 16:50:35 GMT -5
The girl tilted her head to the side. Master was probably getting impatient. Perhaps it was time she took a different approach. She wasn't supposed to fight too seriously, but it would most likely be faster.
She tilt her head in the other direction and her eyes began to change. They turned to a wild amber-like color though oddly enough still retained a bit of red, making them look menacing. Her form took shape like Rayne's did at times. She grew, taking the shape of a tiger like creature, larger then the one Rayne could become. Black and grey fur covered her feline body, sabor teeth protruding from her jaws.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 12, 2007 17:04:52 GMT -5
Cynyr stopped dead in his tracks. He stared wide eyed at the girl. "Shit."
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Post by Oliver on Mar 12, 2007 17:21:17 GMT -5
A low rumbled came from the dark FeLane's thrown as her wild eyes glared at him a moment. The band that had been around her neck seemed to have grown, fitting like a collar now though hard to see since it matched her fur. She took a step towards Cynyr, tail lashing behind her.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 12, 2007 17:28:04 GMT -5
Cynyr backed up a step. "Uh...Can't we do this...some...some other way?" He pleaded.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 12, 2007 17:32:10 GMT -5
The beast tilt her head slightly then growled. She'd tried the other way and it had been too time consuming. This was better. She sprang forward to jump over him and land behind the halfbreed. A large paw came swiping towards him. The claws were retracted as she remember she wasn't supposed to really hurt him too much yet, he was like a toy, master had explained, and you couldn't play with a toy if it got badly broken.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 12, 2007 17:33:54 GMT -5
Cynyr turned and raised his arms to block his face as he was knocked onto his back, skidding across the floor a bit. His back ached as he slid, but he quickly jumped back onto his feet. He wasn't going to stand around and take a beating. Not when so much was at stake.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 12, 2007 20:05:16 GMT -5
The dark FeLane charged at Cynyr, darting towards him then spring towards his side and swiping a paw at him. Once again there was that feeling like she was mearly toying with him.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 12, 2007 20:13:14 GMT -5
Cynyr was again knocked to the ground, but this time...he didn't get up.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 12, 2007 20:31:36 GMT -5
A low rumble came from the FeLane and she cautiously made her way towards him to see if he was knocked out. Her ears twitched slightly, and she sniffed at him a moment then nudged him slightly with her head. Upon getting no reaction she went back to the shape of the girl that she had been moments before. She reached down and grabbed cynyr, having managed to once again knock him out.
Benedict was back in the room he'd been before, a large screen showing the battle-arena room was showing. He'd brought Rayne into the room, attmpting to study and work on her as he watched. His results hadn't been very promising. It seemed that although the FeLane was incomplete when it came to obediance and dicipline... she had indeed, subconciously of course, chosen a master. It was to the certain extent that a normal FeLane would have, considering at the moment she had the choice to obey, disobey and leave the one she'd chosen, but she had indeed chosen one, unbeknownst to her.
Benedict had a clue who it was, and smirked as the dark girl with red eyes brought Cynyr into the room. "Well done. Not quite as promising as i had hoped. But still intreguing. I would like to know what he tried to do.. but perhaps a different approach is in order."
The girl nodded.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 13, 2007 15:46:04 GMT -5
Cynyr groaned as he opened his eyes, once again waking up after being knocked out by the girl. He sat up slowly, looking down at the floor. He knew he was caught, knew he couldn't get away. He didn't say a word, didn't want to draw attention to himself if he could help it. He didn't want to know where he was, nor who was with him...
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Post by Oliver on Mar 14, 2007 15:59:17 GMT -5
Cynyr was in a labratory room. To his left was a large cylinder tank of glass with metal at teh bottom serving as a sort of stand. It was filled with liquid and housed someone familiar to the halfbreed. A slender form floated listlessly in the tank. Dirty blonde hair freely spread out and drifted amoung the liquid, half hiding the red and red orange ears on the persons head. Rayne's emerald hues were shut, a mask covering her mouth and nose to give her oxygen. There were wires and medical looking types of thing (-.-; yay description >< ) connected to her body, including one that seemed to attach right at the base of her neck. Every so often she would twitch slightly, then go back to flaoting. A machine outside the tank seemed to be monetoring her vital signs, which at the moment seemed to be slightly chaotic.
Cynyr in turn was connected to various wires and equipment as well. They gave him the small freedom of sitting up, but little else. He was surounded by the great number of machines and computers. In the corner, a kilate sat looking at one of the screens. He typed for a moment then hit a button and typed again.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 14, 2007 16:15:58 GMT -5
Cynyr looked around slowly, somehow amazed despite his condition. He spotted the kilate, and noticed that he didn't see the black haired felane girl anywhere.
"What is this?" He gulped, feeling a lump in his throat as he realized he and Rayne were both connected to wires, not the mention the fact that he felt like he was in an electric chair.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 14, 2007 16:19:26 GMT -5
The kilate didn't look up from what he was doing. "Good, your awake." Her muttered. He pressed something and there was a slight sound. A moment later Rayne's vitals quickened, her head twitching abit.
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Post by Shikaru on Mar 14, 2007 16:21:52 GMT -5
"What are you doing to her?!" Cynyr yelled, jerking forward, tugging at the wires that bound him. "Leave her alone!"
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