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02-06-2014, 10:31 PM
Lakota
The Poisoner There is a knowledge inscribed on the surface of Ktulu's melted, rotting visage. Lakota knows, with a sinking, dreadful feeling in her stomach, that Ktulu is the one who knows her every weakness. Every tactic the Poisoner has ever relied on is practically common knowledge to the Constrictor. Helplessness sticks to her like sap, but she can't give up. Not now. Not with Ktulu close enough to touch. She would give her all, would force Ktulu into the waters if it meant taking her last breath. Even death would be an acceptable toll, if it meant Ktulu could continue on living. Love made heroes into fools, and Lakota was more than ready to be the martyr, to be the iconic fool, if it meant Ktulu's chances at life were increased. But first, she has to get Ktulu into the Sanctuary. They both explode at once, Lakota lunging forward just as the magic strikes out at her. But just as Ktulu knew Lakota inside and out, Lakota knew her just as intimately. She had expected this, breath deep and sustaining in her lungs, her own magic lashing out to trap Ktulu in her snare. Eyes water, choking even as she refuses to stop moving, clenches her teeth into Ktulu's mane and pulls. Black dots swim in her vision and she stumbles, Aodaun leaping into the fray the moment blunt teeth seize the swell of her chest. Lakota lets her teeth clench harder in pain, despite her desire to let go. Lack of oxygen, especially when expending it in shoving and dragging Ktulu, nearly brings her to her knees. Aodaun is in a panic, her pain flashing through him like a molten dagger, and and throws his heavy weight towards the back of Ktulu's right foreleg. All at once, air comes rushing back into the roan's lungs as the magic breaks, and she can't help but release the cherry wraith as she struggles to seize as much as she can. Instinct demands air is more vital. Chest throbbing, Lakota and Aodaun move in tandem, a fluid pair as they both lunge down the path as Ktulu falls and tumbles to a stop. They know this path better than Ktulu, and when she lunges toward them they receive her, a pair tempered by battle and connection of minds. Aodaun, seeking revenge for the crimson flowing down Lakota's chest, hurtles towards the wraith with head tucked to his chest, aiming to crash into Ktulu's breast to further disrupt her balance. Meanwhile Lakota is directly behind him, screaming to the groups milling about inside; "Get out of the way!!" Archibald is nearly forgotten, because right now, she has to make sure her beloved reaches that underwater spring. |
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