Mystical Times (Open)

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] "Boar, monkey, fish?" Syra's tail wrapped around his paws as the thought of each meal they could possibly have. He quite enjoyed all three but boar appealed to him the most. "How about a nice boar, my friend?" The black leopard's ear flicked as a scratching noise sounded from above the cave, however he dismissed it as a bird or some other animal. Never once thinking it was the cheetah... until the second nose was heard. "Will you need any help bringing down said animal or can you-" The ebony leopard heard a squeak off to his left and he leaped to his paws, yellow-green eyes narrowing suspiciously. "What was that?" He trotted over to the place he'd heard the sound and inhaled, catching the scent of the cheetah coming from a small opening that led to another cave. Syrakko was sure that there was another entrance to the little cave so he would send Ryuga to do his dirty work. "Well well well, I do believe our cheetah is back. Eavesdropping I bet... Oh how I loathe eavesdroppers. Well, Ry, you know what to do. And make it quick because I'm quite famished." He turned to the large leopard, quite sure that he would get the job done quickly and efficiently. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Ryuga Notes: --- Muse: 5/10 Words: 236

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] "Well well well, I do believe our cheetah is back. Eavesdropping I bet... Oh how I loathe eavesdroppers. Well, Ry, you know what to do. And make it quick because I'm quite famished. " Ryuga's expression changed from uninterest to pure satisfaction as his night-pelted leader said the words that sounded oh so sweet to the large leopard's ears. His ice blue eyes narrowed to slits and a purr that rumbled as a growl rose in his throat, accompanied by a toothy smile across his spotted face. Without another word, Ryuga turned around and, quick as a passing shadow, disappeared outside the cave. Mouth parted as he tasted the air, Ryuga followed the fresh and completely obvious scent trail left by the unfortunate cheetah. Excitement and hydrenaline rushed through his viens and hightened his senses as he easily sprang up the rocky out-cropping of the cave, claws leaving scoure marks in the solid stone as he launched himself onto the roof of the cave where the sunlight suddenly spilled over. Blinking his eyes and adjusting them to the surroundings, the leopard scented the air once more and growled out of pure 'joy'. Ry could already imagine his over-sized black claws RIPPING into that thin, spotted pelt of the cheetess, his razor sharp canines sinking into the sweet flesh of savannah meat, the addicting, iron taste of blood pooling into his jaws and over his tounge. Oh, how I will enjoy this. He thought with lust for the moment he had so longed for and concurred in his twisted mind. Leaping down into the cave where the cheetah's sharp fear scent was pouring from, a much smaller and darker cave that was concealed almost completely from the world, he could see where the cheetess had squeezed through at the other end, hoping to have blocked off any attacker with its small opening. It would have done so if she had only considered the other entrance that the large leopard came through.....This would be the perfect place for the deed to be done. No where to run, no where to hide. "Here kitty, kitty, kitty....." Ry's deep, growling voice echoed throughout the cave, his pawsteps silent and the only thing visible of him being his glowing, piercing, haunting eyes. The tiny cave was swamped with the cheetah's scent and he relished the fear and surprise that mingled with her own. Letting out a low chuckle as he paced the cave, careful to stay infront of the area of his entrance and keeping an eye on hers, searching for the cheetess, Ryuga decided to let this moment last, despite what Syrakko had said about being quick about it. When it came to the kill, this was his time and no one conducted his violent, calculated acts. "One, two, Ryuga's coming for you..." He rumbled with a malicious sneer, embelishing this so-wanted moment and waiting to see if the cheetah would actually try to escape the two-entrance cave. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags:Syrakko, Fallere Notes: hehe..I will enjoy this.. Muse:8/10 Words:

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere pressed her ears against her skull and hissed loudly, slowly stalking forward but not coming out of the cave. She doubted that Ryuga would be able to fit the normal way, but still she wouldn’t put it past Syrakko to tell his giant, willing slave to knock down the cave just so he could get to her for eavesdropping. He hadn’t even said anything important to Ryuga, what did it matter? But life was unfair. The cheetess opened her muzzle to speak to Syakko, but not before everything came crashing down. She was struck with undeniable surprise as that stupid cat came in through another entrance. He didn’t look very happy. Thinking of the great risk she was taking, but ignoring the gruesome images in her mind of Ryuga sinking his great canines into her precious neck, she sprinting straight at him, then past him, on the side other than the hole in which he’d entered. "Tell Syrakko that he’s a coward for me, will you, darling?" she sneered, and sprinted not away, but up. Up to the very top of the mountain of caves. The uppermost ones were seemingly connected and made one platform, and gratefully thick. She stood there and smirked for a while, then watched for any signs of Ryuga, adrenaline still running high. Fallere knew that he would be arriving soon, not that she wanted him to, and, because of the change of setting, that this was now a battle to the death. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syakko Notes: --- Muse: 8/10 Words: 248

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga roared in anger as the cheetah somehow zipped past him and up through the cave opening that he had been so trying to block from her being able to escape with a comment that made him burn up like a flame."Tell Syrakko that he’s a coward for me, will you, darling? " Turning back to where he came from and leaping out into the blinding sunlight once more, Ryuga searched the area for the flashy cheetah, tail lashing and teeth bared in a fierce snarl. Once he looked up, he saw the golden, spotted pelt of the cheetess standing upon the upmost reaches of the caves, which were convienently stacked until they reached the top where the cheetess stood, her dark brown eyes looking down at him with determination and expectancy. Foolish cheetah. Ryuga quickly leaped from cave top to cave top, muscles rippling with each landing and claws scraping the surface of the stone as he climbed to the top of the cave-steps. Once he finally got to the top, he slowed his pace and locked his icy eyes with the cheetah's, snarl still on his face as he stepped onto the strange platform created by the conjoined rooftops. Not even close to breathlessness, Ryuga stood against the cheetess with a stronger build and thicker frame, easily able to overpower her if he would just hold her down from running like a wild rabbit. "That wasn't very nicceeee of you to say." Ryuga's voice rumbles and hisses as he draws out the word 'nice'. Taking slow, heavy steps toward the cheetah, the giant leopard figured she had waited here to attempt to fight.....pity on her for Ryuga didn't feel in the mood for such an event. Her cold, bleeding corpse on the ground was all he needed. Sunlight drenched the cold, stone arena and stroke against Ryuga and the cheetah's golden pelts, making some areas of fur shine like golden savannah grass. The roaring waterfall drowned out all else and filled the air as water fell great heights to the rocks below. Ryuga's eyes narrowed once more before he stopped his slow steps and, quick as a lightning strike, lunged forward and aimed his monster paws at the sides of her chest, claws outstretched to full length as he became ever closer to meeting her lyth body, a unique leopard cry escaping his throat as he locked in on his prey. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Notes: Muse: Words:

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] Syrakko watched as his right-paw enthusiastically left the cave to get rid of the cheetah. Such a bloodthirsty beast... but he is useful. And to the black leopard, usefulness was all that mattered. Now there was nothing for the ebony cat to do but to wait, he was sure Ryuga would get the job done quickly and be back before long. Syrakko raised a paw to his mouth and licked it with his pink tongue, he then brought it over his face in a slow wash. "One, two, Ryuga's coming for you..." Any moment now... Ryuga's roar sounded next... but it wasn't one of triumph. It was one of anger... What? Is that cheetah still alive?

[/i] Feeling slightly peeved that his hired-murderer had yet to finish off a silly cheetah, he headed outside to see what exactly was going on.

He looked up to the top of their cave to see the cheetah and Ryuga at the top. Why was the cheetah just sitting there? Was she planning on fighting the huge leopard? If so she had spunk, he had to admit that... He also had to admit that she was very stupid too. No right-minded feline (especially not one as small as a cheetah) would sanely choose to fight the monstrous leopard. He had seen lions turn tail and run before the sight of Ryuga.

Finding the whole situation quite amusing he chuckled out loud and yelled up to the two felines, "My my, m'lady, you have some guts -as they would say. You sure are giving my friend a run for his money, isn't that right Ryuga? " Now that he could see the brave or stupid cheetah, he was having second thoughts about killing her. That much bravery and guts could be useful... Especially if channeled in the right direction... Ry has the muscle that I don't have and that cheetess has speed that neither I nor Ry possess... He would wait to see how she would get out of this situation before calling the leopard off. if she survived then maybe she'd want to join their group... If not then she was of no use to him.

"Words are this color!"
These are thoughts!

Tags: Fallere, Ryuga
Notes: This is getting interesting X3
Muse: 8/10
Words: 382

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[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere bared her sharp fangs. He had lunged at her, claws outstretched, a fearsome attacker indeed. She did something that near stripped her of her previously plentiful dignity. The cheetess flattened herself against the ground and curled up, into a ball. She didn't to it fast enough, though, because she felt something trickling down her thigh as a few claws ripped through her leg. The pain would come later. "That wasn't very nicceeee of you to say." She hissed at him. "Not very nice, you say? Tsk, tsk. You need to learn some manners. Ladies always go first," Fallere sneered at him, and rushed forward after barely finishing her words, building momentum, and jumped at he exact right time, aiming for Ryuga's face. Ryuga was large and she was small. He had muscle and as did she, though not as much. Cheetahs are naturals at running, and oversized, angry leopards that are not able to think are not. It is common sense. That meant that Fallere had the advantage, or if not, at least she would not die. Most likely, anyway. Her brain, always calculating had a plan, had one ready for a situation like this. Large cats typically had an advantage, and, unfortunately, Ryuga did. He was enormous and muscular, that much was obvious. That meant if he hit her once, just once full on, she’d go tumbling down the mountain of caves and most likely die very slowly and painfully. Or at least get injured, anyway. The situation Fallere was in was dangerous for them both. It was fight or flight. And she was not backing down. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syrakko Notes: I love me my action. <3 Sorry if my next few posts suck, I'm not great at the fight posts. Muse: 9/10 Words: 269

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga growled in delight as his claws ripped through flesh and scraped through skin in the cheetah's hind leg. Just as he landed, the sprinkling of red from his claws dotted the ground and left bloody impressions of his mammoth paws on the stoney surface. Spinning around to face his prey once again with a pleased snarl on his face. "Not very nice, you say? Tsk, tsk. You need to learn some manners. Ladies always go first," The cheetess hissed, sitting back up after she had curled into a ball to try to avoid the attack, which failed. Weakling. Ryuga sneered to himself as he reflected on such a simply degrading move. Ryuga observed ahead of time the cheetah prepare to attack; Her legs bunching beneath her and her already unsheathed claws gripping the ground infront of her. HIs cold eyes narrowed and a smirk crossed his face the moment before she leaped at him. The great leopard had fought many different cats of many species that no move was of surprise. The cheetah's relied on speed and agility to fight, whenever they needed to, but they had little chance of winning when matched up against an opponent of strength. As the cheetah lunged, aiming for the leopards face, Ryuga side-stepped the attack, sat up on his hind legs, and outstretched his right paw. Once the cheetess had drawn close enough, he brought back his massive paw, keeping his claws sheathed for they would be unneeded, and swung at it towards the area where the cheetah's chest met her front limbs. Knowing this move would practically disable the cheetess and she had no way to avoid it, Ryuga bared his fangs in an evil smile. The strength from her speedy leap combined with his massive, muscular limp hurtling towards her, the cheetah's breath would not just be knocked from her, her limps would buckle from the pressure and send her ethier on her side or her back, both vunerable and able to disable this cheetah long enough for Ryuga to finish her off. Aware now that Syrakko was observing him, he refused to let this cheetess get the best of him or keep him occupied to long. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Fallere Notes: This is about to get EPIC >=D Muse: 6/10 =P Words:....

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere was indeed parried from her previous attack. She was swept away, but did not land on her back or side, like the leopard had thought. Instead, she managed to twist awkwardly in the air and land on her paws, which they did not like. A shockwave-like effect spread through her, not disabling her like the opponent would have liked, but was stunned nonetheless. All that saved Fallere from the killing blow was the fact that she had skidded to the edge of the platform. The bumpy surface and her non-retractable claws saved her from rolling down the edge of the caves. The pads of her paws aching, but she forced herself to relax. Ryuga had definitely seen her muscles bunching, but she’d been waiting for that. The last move was simply a test to see how Ryuga fought. Now, Fallere could see, this was not some idiot who happened to be enormous. The cheetess took a deep breath and moved forward a single step, standing at a distance and blinking at him. She did not go any closer, but sat, seeming to be totally relaxed, while she was actually scared out of her mind. The fear was well-hidden, though, and she gave of no unusual smell. Fallere watched silent as ever, and although her expression and body language made her seem calm, her eyes were dead serious. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syrakko Notes: This is getting really interesting. Cloudy and I both have to be very careful not to god mod too much. Don’t forget to have Ry take some damage. Maybe not as much as Fallere, but some. Muse: 9 ½ /10 Words: 228

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga barely flinched as his front leg took the huge blow from the cheetah. As she fell through the air, the vicious leopard waited for the thick thud of her body before he struck. Only problem was, he never heard the 'thud'. Getting back on all fours and turning around, Ry saw the cheetah wasn't down on the stone, she was actually sitting up, like nothing ever happened. Just happening to look down at his paws, the giant leopard saw that, somehow, the cheetah's claws had made two small gashes in his leg, which were trickling blood and mingling with that of hers. Ryuga lifted his head and hissed loudly at the cheetess, snarling out of frustration that this cat didn't know when to quit. He had to come up with another series of moves, those of which to end this quickly so that he could get back on with his life and move on to some other unfortunate cat. Ryuga resented that this cheetah was giving him 'a run for his money', as Syrakko had put it. Ryuga stood there, tail flicking back and forth as he decided to just wait and see what the cheetess was going to do next. "What are you waiting for, Cheetah? Strike!"He snarled at her, eyes narrowed as he begins to grow impatient of this drawn-out kill. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Syrakko Notes: Hmm...Ry isn't gonna like being scratched but the scars will make him more vicious..>:3 Muse: 8/10 Words:

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere did not change her mood, but did roll her eyes and flick her tail in the air before letting it rest, the tip hanging off the side of the cliff. She didn’t want to attack. Maybe that would give him the feeling of what it felt like to lose control over everything, to have all the pieces shattered and tumble down before his very eyes. To have him stripped of his so carefully built dignity, all because he was defeated by a mere cheetah. Mere. Fallere hated that word…unless it was describing someone else. "Maybe I don’t want to. So you go." said Fallere simply and softly, like Ryuga was a newborn kitten, which he was completely the opposite of. ”I thought the fact that I am not moving would make it obvious that I would like you to try to attack now." Fallere put a slight emphasis on the word ‘try’ to, again, tamper around with his temper. Her strategy was simple and she expected that either Syrakko or the opponent himself would realize soon, but that did not matter. Syrakko was a coward, letting Ryuga do all the dirty work while he sat back and egged him on, never actually doing a thing. If she made Ryuga, made anyone angry enough, then he’d attack, over and over again, letting his temper take over while he didn’t have time to think about strategy. Fallere could easily evade attacks and even cause a bit of damage herself when the time came. She just hoped that Ryuga was stupid enough. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syrakko Notes: And don’t forget more unable to think. That’s Fallere’s plan. >3 Muse: 9/10 Words: 260

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] The cheetah flicked her tail as if annoyed at the very prospect of attacking. ”I thought the fact that I am not moving would make it obvious that I would like you to try to attack now."She responded haughtily, emphasing the word 'try'. Ryuga almost let his temper get the best of him. Almost. It finally clicked in his mind that this tricky cheetah was purposely trying to wear his patience and flare his already present anger. Hiding a smirk behind his fierce snarl, the great leopard now understood why this cheetah was drawing this out. No doubt, he had already been presented with this tactic. Many had tried this to wear him out or waste his attacks against futile attempt strikes that were easily avoided because of their uncalculated presicion. Unfortunatly for his opponents, Ry had learned from previous mistakes of letting such trivial strategies get to him. Instead of immediatly attacking, the leopard stood his ground and let the wheels turn in his head, calculating another move and playing out different scenarios in his mind, where the cheetah would go or what she would do and how he would counter those many possiblities. "Ladies go first, remember?"Ryuga rumbles, calming down from previous anger wave and maintaining his vicious snarl even though he feels like sneering at the foolish, untrained cheetess. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Syrakko Notes: I no liking dis... Muse: .001/10 >_> Words:

[Sophia]

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[atrb=background,http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/5204/fallermidcopy.jpg,true] Fallere remained calm. "Ladies go first, remember?" Fallere inclined her head to one side, then the other, as she thought about this, as quickly calculating a witty answer as Ryuga might have hunted down a boar. That was saying very fast. She didn’t say, nor show, a thing while she thought, no lighting up and jumping or whatever whenever she came up with an idea. If that happened, then Fallere’s legs would never rest. “Yes, so to speak,” Fallere said, voice soft as a whisper. “But I have already gone, I believe, and you blocked my attack quite easily, as I remember.” She remained sitting on the very edge of the cliff, but inched forward ever so slowly, moving away from the edge but not much closer to Ryuga. He shouldn’t have noticed a thing, judging by how little she’d just scooted. She cocked her head and raised her thin feline eyebrows, waiting for him to do something, or object. This was getting very boring, the complete opposite of what Fallere had expected. He was doing nothing and nor was she. The most interesting thing at the moment was that she was sitting, seemingly calm, about twenty-five feet above the ground and if she slipped, she’d be falling to certain death. Very boring indeed. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Ryuga, Syrakko Notes: o.o Why not? Muse: 4/10 (notice the drop in muse –I do not know why it dropped) Words: 214

[Cloudy]

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[atrb=background,http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/2170/ryugamidcopy.jpg,true] Ryuga growled at the cheetah's response. He was growing quite bored of this battle but there was no way he'd allow this spotty cat go without something to remember him by. "I'm getting tired of this. If you won't make a move when I offer you the chance, I'll just take it myself." With that, the leopard calculated an attack that would leave the cheetah virtually no wiggle room in a eyes twinkle. Racing forward, his breath coming out in short growls as he took his strides, he reached the cheetess so surprisingly quick that she would have only a split second to react. Screiching to a halt infront of her and angled to the left side some so that the only way left for her to go was down...down into the rocky spines that jutted out from the waterfall's crashing point, Ryuga brought himself onto his hind legs and looked down at the thin-framed cheetah who had so dared as to mock and test out this killing macheine. Ry's cold, hard eyes twinkled with an eerie spark as he looked down upon his target. Without another moments hesitation, his great, unsheathed left paw rose, pulled back, and swung with full force at the teared face of the scrawny cheetess. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Syrakko, Fallere Notes: Ry...is getting bored xP Muse: .000000001/10 Words:

[Nagasi]

{ ROLEPLAYING WILL NOW BE DONE IN THIS BOARD }

[7|Seventh|7]

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[atrb=background,http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/889/syrakkomidcopyvj.jpg,true] Down safely upon the ground, away from the fighting (or stalling as it was starting to look like) the black leopard watched. Things looked as if they were going nowhere as Ryuga was failing to do away with the skinny cat. It was quite impressive really... No one had ever eluded the bloodthirsty leopard for this long. It usually ended in death after a few seconds, two minutes tops for the luckier ones. As it was though, this cheetah was proving formidable, or good at dodging and keeping from being injured. His eyes narrowed as his brain further worked out his idea of bring the cheetess into his group... He watched with interest as Ryuga tried to force the cheetah down a steep path of rocks... He would see how the feline got out of this situation. If she did, then he would call Ryuga off and propose an offer to the cheetah. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Fallere, Ryuga Notes: --- Muse: 3/10 Words:153