damn, tributes {day 5 mutt fight}
Mar 13, 2016 9:43:12 GMT -5
Post by ali on Mar 13, 2016 9:43:12 GMT -5
Astrid Shaw
Blood fell quicker than Astrid had ever seen before. One moment the world was- almost- calm before it fell into chaos in a blink of an eye. The metallic stench of blood filled the air; it was stench now, not a sweet soft smell to the blonde. The Blood rotted the air and burnt at her nostrils the moment the first drop fell and the thunderous sound of a cannon fired far off in the near distance. The blonde span round- as her spear grazed the boy from Eight, leaving nothing but a tiny wound- just in time to see a patchy skinned girl tumbling to the floor with Sol’s Spear in her body.
The world slowed as the girl fell and the fight continued. Blood drenched the mud and the stench of acid filled the air as the giant creature with a hundred legs raised itself and spat acid in every which direction it pleased. Astrid's heart skipped a beat as the creature clicked its strange mandibles, its mouth, as if it was laughing. The blonde stumbled back away from the beast, shivering at the sight of its wiggling legs as it lowered and slithered through the grass.
Blood echoed into the snow, stretching its thin tendrils across the never ending white
The girl was withdrawn from her thoughts by the sharp stinging of skin being parted open. She gasped withdrawing from the fight for a second, stumbling back and pressing her hand against her cheek; warmth oozed there, the blood was boiling against the heat of the arena. Looking at her reddened palm, dripping in the red liquid that flushed against her cheek, the girls brow furrowed harder and her fist tightened around her spear. She was Angry.
Kill.
“DON’T YOU DARE HURT HER, YOU ABSOLUTE EGG!” Nell’s voice echoed inside Astrid’s head. The blonde looked up to see the angel hurling an insult at the boy from 7 who’d caused the gash in her cheek. Astrid paused, the anger washing away in a second as she watched Nell fling flaming knives at the brunette “I’ll end you myself, you miserable, wet, napkin.”
And if Ripred was listening, the world was suddenly filled with fire and the scent of burning flesh. Astrid’s blue eyed gaze followed the boy from Seven’s body as he was smited down, as his body tumbled to the floor, bloody and smouldering, motionless. He was dead. Astrid’s gaze snapped to Nell, surprise on her face as memories of yesterday, the little girl who had gone up like a match and had burnt away just as quickly, filled Astrid’s mind. She should be angry, like Atticus had been, but yet she felt calm. She felt thankful.
Her gaze turned back to her victim, the boy from Eight. Her lip curled into a smile, almost innocent, as she plunged the weapon towards him.
“Its just a game…” she spoke softly
The world slowed as the girl fell and the fight continued. Blood drenched the mud and the stench of acid filled the air as the giant creature with a hundred legs raised itself and spat acid in every which direction it pleased. Astrid's heart skipped a beat as the creature clicked its strange mandibles, its mouth, as if it was laughing. The blonde stumbled back away from the beast, shivering at the sight of its wiggling legs as it lowered and slithered through the grass.
Blood echoed into the snow, stretching its thin tendrils across the never ending white
The girl was withdrawn from her thoughts by the sharp stinging of skin being parted open. She gasped withdrawing from the fight for a second, stumbling back and pressing her hand against her cheek; warmth oozed there, the blood was boiling against the heat of the arena. Looking at her reddened palm, dripping in the red liquid that flushed against her cheek, the girls brow furrowed harder and her fist tightened around her spear. She was Angry.
Kill.
“DON’T YOU DARE HURT HER, YOU ABSOLUTE EGG!” Nell’s voice echoed inside Astrid’s head. The blonde looked up to see the angel hurling an insult at the boy from 7 who’d caused the gash in her cheek. Astrid paused, the anger washing away in a second as she watched Nell fling flaming knives at the brunette “I’ll end you myself, you miserable, wet, napkin.”
And if Ripred was listening, the world was suddenly filled with fire and the scent of burning flesh. Astrid’s blue eyed gaze followed the boy from Seven’s body as he was smited down, as his body tumbled to the floor, bloody and smouldering, motionless. He was dead. Astrid’s gaze snapped to Nell, surprise on her face as memories of yesterday, the little girl who had gone up like a match and had burnt away just as quickly, filled Astrid’s mind. She should be angry, like Atticus had been, but yet she felt calm. She felt thankful.
Her gaze turned back to her victim, the boy from Eight. Her lip curled into a smile, almost innocent, as she plunged the weapon towards him.
“Its just a game…” she spoke softly
[Astrid Shaw attacks Erzeo Laffan with spear]
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