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    The Exiles has been docile for far too long. For too long they had strived for peace under the rule of leaders who were content with the kingdom of nothing that they had built in the wake of her absence. She was ready to change all that though, to rebuild the name that her predecessors had destroyed.


    Her paws travelled gracefully over the terrain as she made her way past the border, the sound of her pack not far behind her. Knowing they were at her back is what gave her the strength to continue leading through all her self doubt. The child stopped and took a moment to consider her next move. Quickly she constructed a fire. It wouldn’t burn down the territory, it was a simple campfire. One big enough to create a strong plume of smoke that was sure the grab their attention. The warden sat with the flames to her back, the orange glow of the fire illuminating her fur as she waited patiently for the battle to begin. There would be no diplomacy nor talk of peace today. Today, the fought.

    YOU CAN’T WAKE UP THIS IS NOT A DREAM — athena — the exiles — tags

    velvetkit--

    bhr - easy - attack in #994dff


    Velvetkit had been at the edge of the cave system, using her unstable invisibility to hide in the shadows, when she saw the smoke. Even with her limited life experience, she could tell that fire = bad.


    "Uhh, mama? Mama! Someone! There's a fire." She yelled, turning around and darting back into the caves.


    CROWDCONTROL KENNEDY



    DEATH WOULD BE A RELEASE

    "Anyone tell ya that smoking is bad for your health?"

    The cocky remark came from a wolf that was lazing nearby. The assassin was a difficult fellow to elude in truth and his latest return to the world of the living had only made his smug attitude worse. Admittedly between his super senses and his super speed he had slyly arrived during her construction of the bonfire and now he was just idly watching her.

    "So, this all? Don't even bring marshmallows, what a daft ninny you are."

    He taunted as he remained aloof, but he was very much on high alert and ready to party. He needed this, and he did have a long standing history with the Exiles as well.


    FROM THIS LIFE


    Character Data

    Well, well well. Look who it was. The Exiles. Time to fuck some shit up. She had enough of fucking around lately, and she had indeed seen the pillar of smoke before her daughter yelled for her attention. Someone wanted a war, and they would get one.


    "Hm... not much of a fire, is it, Deathstroke?" Sarcasm lined the tone of the Outlaw as she came forth, tail lashing in anticipation. "Someone wants our attention though. Best to not disappoint them."


    She was beginning to grow tired of this shit, and it was evident. Crowd shook her head in disapproval. What a waste of their time.


    "Not much going on. Where's the party?" Hopefully her daughter would stay away from whatever was going on and return to the cavern. This was not a place for a kitten to be.

    i must go and chase this dream of mine — blindlove — exiles — tags

    There were no flowers adorning her pelt now. No smile spread across her face. Her lavender eyes were narrowed, her ears pinned against her head. Truthfully, she was terrified. She was not a fighter and didn't intend on fighting. But she refused to disappoint Athena by appearing weak, and so the girl would bare her teeth as she came to stand by her leader. She wasn't exactly large, but the black mamba that hung from her shoulder might make up for that. The snake's own venemous fangs were bared in a snarl as well. Despite her facade now, the girl knew as soon as the battle began she would retreat to the sidelines with her bag of herbs and remedies. She had always been a healer at heart.


    The dou-ken is with Athena all the way, his long legs pumping his compact body forward and there's only a bit of rattling in his rib cage as his rib bones protest against his movements. He would see Blindlove about it later, but for now he had some blood to shed. After the campfire was constructed, Curtaincall slinks about to secure a position where he could surprise one of these motherfuckers and soon enough three of them came. One was a child, so he didn't even bother with them, and so his choices went from Deathstroke and Crowdcontrol. He decided on someone similarly sized and he lunges from his spot, going for CROWDCONTROL KENNEDY and picking up a nicely sized stick in the process.


    He rushes past the bonfire and catches the edge of the stick on fire and with astonishing speeds fit for that of a ghoul like him, Curtaincall Ikurusaba aims to burn Crowdcontrol on her shoulder as he zips past her. "Here we are, bitch!" A smirk curls upon his lips as he skids to a stop and he turns, aiming to singe the fur on Crowdcontrol's flank.

    "Still not much of a party, fucker!" The hybrid grinned, nimbly dodging both attacks before shifting into her monstrous dragon form, aiming to bash him into the ground with super strength as she swung her scaled claw at Curtaincall.


    "Get creative!"

    HYPNOTHERAPY —

    And out came the tank of the fight, the cannibalistic tigress letting out a distorted roar as she dashed through the forest to find the area where she could smell and feel tension in the air. Food, food, food! Sliding out of the bushes, the scarred white tiger saw sparks fly from the corners of her mouth. They were playing with fire? She'd show them fire! Fire encased her fangs that soon extended, vampirism coming into play. "Can Hypno eat them? Hypno will be sure to cause less damage this time, she promises!" She yowled to the Outlaw, tail lashing side to side.


    //Open to interactions.

    Physically hard, mentally easy to piss off


    [CAUTION: VERY UNSTABLE; WILL ATTACK IF ANY SIGNS OF A THREAT IS SENSED]


                   


    — tags ♥ 21 m/o ♥ BHR

    Curtaincall rolled his eyes as Crowdcontrol shifted into a dragon. Jesus Christ, can people fight without having to rely on their powers? He can deal with this though. The ghoul hops back in time to miss being hit by the clawed paw of the dragoness and he takes the burning stick he has and aims to drive it between her scales with added strength put behind the attack in hopes of driving it into the paw that had lashed at him. "Get creative, huh? I can get behind that." He says and his tendrils practically explodes from his lower back, swinging upwards into the air. Their red and mauve color were disturbingly similar to that of a particular doctor in the Cartel. Curtaincall then crystallizes one of his tendrils and the effect is basically that of a jagged stone, and he aims to cut into anywhere he could. Did Crowdcontrol think that she was untouchable because she was a huge dragon? It was fatalistic to think in such a way, especially with someone like Curt.

    "Go ahead, Hypno. Sick 'em!" She gave a dangerous grin to the psychotic tigress, not really giving a damn what happened to these Exilers. They were enemies after all, weren't they?


    But then... the tendrils burst from Curtaincall's back as she then tried to counter attack, immune to fire due to her own fire manipulation. It could not harm her for now, at least not in this form. She would take the blow, hoping to grab the stick and fling it far away, almost in a panic.


    Fuck. Not another one of these... things. Not again. Fuck. God... it brought back unwanted memories... and her emotions suddenly switched off and into survival mode. Her PTSD had kicked off again, sending her spiralling back into memories as her mind convinced her she was back in the village dealing with Las Plagas infested villagers.


    A roar passed her jaws, terrifyingly loud, as she used super speed this time to try and cut off something on Curtaincall's body. These parasites would be eradicated, and the Los illuminados brought to justice. In her mind, she was no longer in the Rogues territory.

    HYPNOTHERAPY —

    Hypnotherapy wasn't afraid to fight, and at the outlaw's command, the vampire-ghoul let loose. Muscles tensed, red and black irises focusing on the foul parasite which had attacked Crowdcontrol. "COME OUT FROM HIDING!" Roared the tigress, aiming to race past the male to go find any other Exilers hiding. She wasn't going to let them sneak up.


    [CAUTION: VERY UNSTABLE; WILL ATTACK IF ANY SIGNS OF A THREAT IS SENSED]


                   


    — tags ♥ 21 m/o ♥ BHR


    Vanari wasn't much of a showoff. No, he didn't care much for shouting out his presence to everyone around him, or gloating about how strong he was. He was an ambush predator, through and through, and meant to prove it. So as a bellowing tigress went running past the large bush he had been hiding under, nearly invisible due to his similarly colored scales, the komodo dragon launched himself at Hypnotherapy's hind legs, aiming to sink his venomous fangs deep into her left leg while tearing into the tiger's side with his clawed front legs.

    velvetkit--

    bhr - easy - attack in #994dff


    Yeah, as if Velvetkit was going to miss out on this. She was practically an adolescent, and she wanted to help! Even if it was just by watching, she wanted to see what was going on. She watched from under the shadow of a bush nearby the fighting, flickering in and out of invisibility as she watched Hypno run into the fray. She gasped gently as the big scaly lizard tried to bite the familiar tigress, ears flattening against her head, but aside from that she kept silent.


    Curtaincall watches as Crowdcontrol simply rips away the stick and tosses it away. The sharp stick ends up somewhere nearby and Curtaincall has no other choice than to draw his dagger from its secret compartment hidden by the cloak he wore. He draws it quickly, however, as he sees Crowdcontrol lurching for him-- his tendrils --once more. Curtaincall doesn't care for the one that gets minced, he has four more anyhow and it scarcely hurt him any. It would grow back in due time, if he managed to feed after this incident, and so Curtaincall retaliates with the ferocity and swiftness of a soldier with years of training put behind their attacks.


    Curtaincall notes how the dragon seemed to be pissed off but in a very different sort of way. Her roar is ringing in his ears, but it doesn't terrify him any. He presses forward, holding the hilt of his dagger in his maw with firmness, as he rushes forward and leaps into the air and hopes to scale one of her scaly arms. If he managed, he'd aim to shove the blade of his dagger forcibly in between her scales to get to the soft skin underneath and drag downwards. The dou-ken is careful to leap away to safety afterward, his eyes calmly trained on his opponent.

    HYPNOTHERAPY —

    The girl wasn't familiar with poisons, her ghoulish blood soaking in the toxins that the lizard released into her leg. But not without a snarl of pain. Hypnotherapy snapped her jaws around fast enough to see the claws reach for her side, jaws opening to attempt to catch the komodo dragons hand in between her fangs. If this was successful, the tiger would then attempt to shake the male using super strength.


    [CAUTION: VERY UNSTABLE; WILL ATTACK IF ANY SIGNS OF A THREAT IS SENSED]


                   


    — tags ♥ 21 m/o ♥ BHR


    CUT MY TEETH AND MADE A KILLING !

    virgil sanders - male - three years - member - blackheart rogues



    ❝ and soon enough, virgil was getting in on the fight. he said nothing, only a loud snarl escaping from him in the place of words. the large hellhound had shed his jacket back where he lived, preferring not to get it dirty in a fight such as this. the hound scanned the area, looking for someone who wasn't currently occupied with a fight. he didn't see anyone at the moment. but he was ready to attack the moment he laid eyes on anyone who might be a threat to the rogues. ❞

    velvetkit--

    bhr - easy - attack in #994dff


    With all of the chaos around her, Velvetkit's eyes never left Hypno, fighting off the big mean lizard by herself. It was amazing, the way that she'd just shaken off the bite like it was nothing and tried to bite him back. She couldn't help but make a small noise, like a quiet cheer, for her fellow Rogue. If she found an opening, she would take it and try to help.


    "speech"


    Unfortunately for Vanari, his venom took a little while to kick in normally, but the intensity of a fight helped speed up the process. As for it's effects, the most noticeable was muscle paralysis, as well as blood thinning and shock. His work was usually done with a single bite, but that just wasn't the lizard's style. So as the male felt fangs stab into his front leg, he would focus on biting down with as much force as he could muster, trying to turn his opponents shaking into a weapon against themselves while also trying once again to rake into the tiger's side with his free front limb.