"X~|~ Go ahead. X~|~ Because, to be quite honest my dear, no matter how uncomfortable I found the situation, I find her to be fairly attractive." He flew up, farther from Zarrow's mist, Imberr following. "Uhm, wheeen did you see me in an uncomfortable situation?" She blushed a deep violet, her wings fluttering.
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Imberr gave a small squeak as Torbis smiled, wincing at the pain. X~|~ Yes, ma'm, may I have another?" he mocked. The pain went away as a gentle breeze swooshed over his face and Imberr shot Shadonisa through the chest with Ahab's Doublehairs. You forget who you're dealing with! SYYLLPPHHH, remember? I heal people, and this? This is like a scratch." Imberr hysterically yanked her currently blind moirail away and held his head to her. Torbis was face-deep in her chest, causing him to be in the most uncomfortable situation ever. The wind picked up and encased them in a protective bubble as she healed the blind Rogue. X~|~ Um, Imberr, my dear, as much as I appreciate the gesture, I'm afraid... X~|~ Oh never mind." He gave up and savored the moment as his eyesight slowly healed.
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OOC: Oh my x) My friend tried doing it to me once and it terrified me xD
IC: Torbis was released from Imberr's grasp, a stupid grin on his face as he slowly blinked his healed eyes. "X~|~ And you say you aren't flushed for me.." Imberr rolled her eyes and dropped out of the bubble, to Shadonisa. "Well, that seens to work!" She whipped out her guns again and blasted them away at the demon, the beams thin and a deep blue.
Torbis pulled out a crossbow, his weapon of choice. X~|~ Alrighty then! X~|~ Let's get this party started, dears." He popped up away from Shadonus, his crossbow aimed. "X~|~ If she's busy being your b*tch, then who will claim you as theirs?" He shot a flaming arrow at Shadonus' hands. "X~|~ I guess I'll have to take that job, for now." -
OOC: D: sorry
IC: "X~|~ Worth a shot! X~|~ I certainly hope I didn't hit you, Zarrow!"
Imberr squeaked and quickly formed a barrier around herself, but not fast enough. Some of the energy shot her in the chest and she fell to the ground. This time, it was her who landed with a sickening crack. Torbis almost screamed in horror, his moirail and flush-crush's body twisted and limp. He flew down to her side, chocolate brown tears rolling down his face. "X~|~ No... X~|~ Nononononono!"
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Torbis turned to Shadonisa, face emotionless. He flicked a wrist, a Brown Mile shooting up and through her chest. He turned back to Imberr, carefully picking her up and holdimg her close. "X~|~ Oh gog.. X~|~ Oh gog please don't be dead! X~|~ Please please be okay! X~|~ I need you..." More tears fell down his face as he held her and flew to where everyone else stood. "X~|~ Please, someone help? X~|~ I-I don't know if she's dead or not, and... X~|~ I just want to try and heal her before... X~|~ Before we try anything drastic."
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OOC: YES. C: And does anyone want to try and help Imberr before Torbis makes things spicy~?
IC: Torbis gently held his moirails hand, checking for a pulse. When he found none, his breath picked up speed and he began hyperventilating. "X~|~ Oh gog oh gog oh gog! X~|~ No no no no no no! X~|~ H-help! X~|~ Please, please help! X~|~ I'm not a Sylph, I can't heal! X~|~ Please... X~|~ Anyone..." The usually upbeat Rogue was whimpering now, emotionally coming unglued.
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OOC: What happened to our Sylph of Void? D: I could've sworn they were around here somewhere...
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Imberr scrunched her eyes, pain enveloping her body. "Cr-craaaappp. Why does dying have to hurt so muucchh?" Torbis gasped and pulled her into a tight hug. She gasped in pain, tapping his back to let him know. "X~|~ Thank you. X~|~ Thank you so, so much." He held Imberr's still limp, but alive body away from him, searching her over with his eyes. "Oh, uhm, wow. Are you oka-?" Her sentence was cut short by Torbis forcibly kissing her.
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The kiss broke and Imberr's face... Well, it wasn't what Torbis was hoping for, but hey. He wasn't a Hero of Hope, so it was what he was expecting.
"Uh, uhm... I actually have to heal myself because I really can't move. Like, it's a miracle I'm even able to talk right now. Uhm, so, yeah... Excuse me." The Wind picked her up, moving her to a safer area as Torbis watched her go. "X~|~ Oh my, I'm afraid I may have messed up. X~|~ Anyways, let's go kill this thing!" He rose, quite sadly, and stood by the carapace. -
Rose stretched her arms, her long nightshirt sliding down past her elbows. She swiflty stood and plopped down at her computer, logging on to pesterchum and noticing John online.
tentacleTherapist began pestering ectoBiologist
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:0 I'll do that too because mine hasn't been working either x)
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Torbis flew up to the fight with Shadonus, his Miles extending towards the carapace. "X~|~ Now, I hope we can get this over with soon, because I'd like to have a nice feelings jam later on."
Imberr watched from high up above, her body almost completely healed. Her mind wandered to her shipping wall, of all the glorious romances and dreams. Her favorite ships, sitting center on the wall, made her look around the battles. Ketcha and Shadow as matesprits, one of her earliest ships, and one of the few to come true. Her own moirail, Torbis, alongside them. And her flush-crush..? She didn't dare to even look in their direction. For no reason what so ever, she felt guilty for Torbis kissing her. She could... Okay, she was going to force a feeling jam upon everyone once this was all over. A serious feelings jam where everything is put right up front. No regrets. Yeah, that sounds nice...
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OOC: Feelings jams are when trolls get together and discuss feelings! Most commonly between moirails, but sometimes between groups.
IC: "X~|~ Blah blah blah, you're just like a broken record! X~|~ Also, you cannot escape my Miles." He shot forward his own lethal tendrils, face lighting up as a bubble of protective Wind encased him. "Sorry I couldn't get here sooner. I was kiinnddaaa healing myself so my friends wouldn't DIE." Imberr smiled slyly as she came behind Shadonus and jabbing two of her daggers into his back, then snuck away and back into her protective bubble.
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"X~|~ Tsk tsk tsk. X~|~ Not very smart." The Miles multiplied and moved even quicker. Imberr simply carried her daggers to her by the Breeze, un-capthaloging all the blades she had and throwing them at Shadonus.
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Imberr flew off to the side, daggers in hand. She feebly smiled and waved to Zarrow before returning to the sidelines and away from the others. She sighed deeply as Torbis aimed his cross bow at Shadonus, actually shooting some of her extra daggers at him. Don't worry... Might will protect him.
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Imberr blushed deeply as Zarrow snuck up hnear her. "J-jegus, Zarrow! You scared me! Heh, anyways, I'm not fighting because I'm still not entirely healed after I was.. Well, y'know, dead? Heh, and Torbis kinda wants some revenge.. So I'm leaving the fighting to him, and hopefully I can help someone if they're hurt. I mean, I'm a healer, but it feels like I haven't healed anyone in awhile and oh look I'm rambling... I'm gonna shut up now eheheh." She fiddled with her fingers as Torbis flew back, Brown Miles advancing toward the demons, mainly Shadonisa.
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"Yeah... So why aren't you fighting? You were doing really well earlier." Imberr kicked the ground in a mix of awkwardness and boredom. Why can't someone get hurt? I mean, that's horrible, but I just want to do something useful, and fighting has never really been my specialty..
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OOC: Permission Granted >:3
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"What? Uhm, I-I... What?" A small squeak escaped her throat, her pulse pounding in her ears. "Heh, this is a joke, right? I mean there's no way you'd just kill me for no reason... What's your reason?" Purple tears threatened to spill over, her experience of death replaying in her mind. Her body was so weak, and she had already used up a lot of power to convince Torbis she was fine...
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"Oh Zarrow... You disappoint me. I honestly thought you were a better person than that, but I guess I was wrong. All you want to do is win, going as far to attack the weakest player... And I had such hopes for success... But good will always prevail, I guess. So if you need to kill me, kill me." Gog, please let them pass through dream bubbles constantly... Her hand, clad in her white gloves, fell despairingly to her side, resignation in her eyes.