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Isis
Guest
monster on the train
[ Isis notes the sharp response of Haleigh. Clearly more than one nerve was touched by Isis' sweeping dismssal of Persephone. The avatar looks down at Haleigh and scoffs and looks at Malice.]
What were they thinking when they created THIS?
[ gesturing to Haleigh and referring to her well known history as it relates to Mystech.]
IT is both annoying AND uncooth. Could it be any worse...even as a zombie?
[ The White and Black Queens laughed haughtily at Haleigh, dismissing her as if she were a bum on the street. Several other team mates of her's INCLUDING Nicoals couldnt even be bothered to stand behind her and Ava and while they may have thought they were "above" it all. It really did show how weak they were as a unit. ]
[ Nicolas didnt even take the opportunity to call out Delilah on her hypocrasy as Isis had when speaking on the subject of him. Isis was convinced that he had swung from one end of the spectrum (too dangerous to live) to the other (too pitifull to respect among his own team mates). She could be wrong, but it really was HIS cross to bear in the end.]
[ as the train seemed to bend slightly on a curved part of the tunnel, it jolted a bit, before the ceiling tore open! Isis gasps as she looks up, along with the others.]
[ a grotesque creature with terrifying ways and means peered in before dropping down among them forcing everyone including Isis to backpedal]
Bright lady! what is THAT!?
[ Malice was right beside her.]
Malice: A Licker. The evolved form of the Crimson Head.
[ the creature was charging for them!]
Malice: Isis, we need a spell to bring this thing to a HEEL.
[ Isis's heart was POUNDING, but as she stood there with here fellow Queen, she put aside her own PERSONAL problems with all of this. The survival of herself and Malice were at stake!]
It's agression and strength are considerable...
[ holding out her black opera gloved arms as golden halos began to form around them]
But i can weave a pattern of power sufficient to keep even IT at bay!
[ energy sparkles and chimes as Isis gestures quickly in front of herself and weaves a spell! sparkling streams of enchantment charge forth, twisting and spiraling around each other as they RUSH to meet the LICKER head on.]
[its TONGUE was lashing out toward them and was the FIRST thing to come in contact with Isis' magick, as it begins to glow, the energy flows along it and soon the tongue turns BACK on the creature wrapping around it more and more, tighter and tighter, BINDING IT with its own means and agression!]
[ Isis notes the sharp response of Haleigh. Clearly more than one nerve was touched by Isis' sweeping dismssal of Persephone. The avatar looks down at Haleigh and scoffs and looks at Malice.]
What were they thinking when they created THIS?
[ gesturing to Haleigh and referring to her well known history as it relates to Mystech.]
IT is both annoying AND uncooth. Could it be any worse...even as a zombie?
[ The White and Black Queens laughed haughtily at Haleigh, dismissing her as if she were a bum on the street. Several other team mates of her's INCLUDING Nicoals couldnt even be bothered to stand behind her and Ava and while they may have thought they were "above" it all. It really did show how weak they were as a unit. ]
[ Nicolas didnt even take the opportunity to call out Delilah on her hypocrasy as Isis had when speaking on the subject of him. Isis was convinced that he had swung from one end of the spectrum (too dangerous to live) to the other (too pitifull to respect among his own team mates). She could be wrong, but it really was HIS cross to bear in the end.]
[ as the train seemed to bend slightly on a curved part of the tunnel, it jolted a bit, before the ceiling tore open! Isis gasps as she looks up, along with the others.]
[ a grotesque creature with terrifying ways and means peered in before dropping down among them forcing everyone including Isis to backpedal]
Bright lady! what is THAT!?
[ Malice was right beside her.]
Malice: A Licker. The evolved form of the Crimson Head.
[ the creature was charging for them!]
Malice: Isis, we need a spell to bring this thing to a HEEL.
[ Isis's heart was POUNDING, but as she stood there with here fellow Queen, she put aside her own PERSONAL problems with all of this. The survival of herself and Malice were at stake!]
It's agression and strength are considerable...
[ holding out her black opera gloved arms as golden halos began to form around them]
But i can weave a pattern of power sufficient to keep even IT at bay!
[ energy sparkles and chimes as Isis gestures quickly in front of herself and weaves a spell! sparkling streams of enchantment charge forth, twisting and spiraling around each other as they RUSH to meet the LICKER head on.]
[its TONGUE was lashing out toward them and was the FIRST thing to come in contact with Isis' magick, as it begins to glow, the energy flows along it and soon the tongue turns BACK on the creature wrapping around it more and more, tighter and tighter, BINDING IT with its own means and agression!]