Abhorred Television

[lyzer]

At the sight of Cyrille's fight Lyzer immediately began to pick up one of his weapons and said to his two teammates. "I know it's a bit rash of me to do this but it would be better for the overall survivability of the entire team if I went to back Cyrille up now." As he said this he began to charge some of the electrical energy around the area into his body.

 As the energy began to peak he spoke again to his teammates "I gave the both of you a small battery back during our escape, now this battery could be used for one of two things. It can serve as a quick grenade so to speak, or it could allow for you to call for my aid if you throw it up as high as you can. I won't waste time explaining how I did this so whatever you decide to do I can understand. Just don't die." And with that he sped off at dangerous speeds toward the battle.

[Tim Siguire]

Wai- Ahhh he's too far to hear me... well I guess it's up to you and me to find some help.


*Kyubi brushed his fur clean of grass*
Thamir, how do you jump so high? That's what I want to learn.
*Looking at Thamir and his smaller body*
You look built for power or speed, but you seem more refined instead of raw.

[Cyril]

"Honestly, you understand how stupid it was of you to challenge me.... I've always outmatched you threefold, at least." Alexander chuckled, pulling his blade covered in the mixed blood of Cyrille and the hyena. He sheathed the blade, "I've always been superior, especially now that you've allowed me to take all of these lives." He continued to gloat, while Cyrille took the vial from his coat, with several stabs and slashes on said coat.
With this, he saw Lyzer approaching from the corner of his eye. With an accented curse, he jammed his dagger at the poison, panting quietly. The haze of the broken objects loomed over Cyrille, as Alexander spoke down to him, walking rather cockily. "And breaking those wasn't a smart idea, either. You're just adding to my arsenal."
The thief looked up for some of a second, before he winced in pain; taking quick to a stance, which he swiftly used in order to climb atop of the prince's shoulders. With a single stab, the poison dagger was inserted to the prince's shoulder. With a yell, and a toss; the thief was thrown upon the floor, coughing while the reclaimed dagger was tossed to his side.
Alexander's shoulder began to heal itself in regeneration, while the haze swarmed at Cyrille, filling his lungs. "The stupidest part was breaking those, if you let me repeat. I don't know if you wanted to become a scapegoat, but I don't know if you have the power to even live.... Then again, you have little power at all, even with this poison," With a quick motion, Alexander downstabbed Cyrille's side once more, resheathing his blade afterwords. "I am still the only thing giving mercy to a drunkard thief like you."

[Magical Machine]

Thamir couldn't help but smile lightly before he said, "Well, honestly, I've just been born with a body that can make me doing things that acrobats can do, but with no training at all...So I can't really help you with that being able to pull off any movements I do because your body isn't like mine. So please ask me something else that I can help you with..." He frowned at the end of his statement as he did sound a little rude, but it was obvious that he wasn't trying to be.

[lyzer]

The run toward Cyrille appeared to be longer than expected so Lyzer discontinued to use his ability to run fast in order to conserve energy and try to make a more silent as he is used to. Not quite wanting to jump into the fray unprotected Lyzer decided to remain just out of sight in hopes that he wasn't detected by the lion and hoping to stealthily get the attention of Cyrille. For now he bide his time for the best moment strike a blow

[Tim Siguire]

Well then.... uhhh, maybe you could help meeee.... focus my senses?
In return, I can make you stronger if you wish.
*Kyubi being very careful with what Thamir could teach him*


Hm?.... *sniff* something smells odd, did someone die? .... .... aaand it's a *holds breath* dead rat.
I can't really focus my senses like you. I can just throw fire balls and stuff.
*Kyubi is feeling flustered, so he walks back to the destroyed house and takes all the food out the fridge and back to the woods. But nort before a dying, somehow barely alive, male dog grabs his leg begging for help*
Ugghh... Guess i'll help you. Mercy is my nickname but death is my friend. Blood is my brother and Life is my Mother.
Man that song is creepy.
I swear on my Life that if you EVER even plan to kill any of us, you will regret it...
*Kyubi safety threatened and sang the song as he healed and cleaned the dog*


*Giving the dog three flowers, Kyubi tells him to eat them. Kyubi Silver then heads back to the woods with the injured passenger, giving him and thamir food*

[Cyril]

A rush of grief came over Cyrille as the violet mist vanished. A low grumble from the jackal as he looked up, his own blood flowing at a ridiculous quantity; showing a limited time before his mortality claimed him. Soaked in the same cobalt fluid which flowed through his veins, the jackal made a quick motion to stab a dagger through the lion's foot.
"I'm going to finish you, ce fois."
The thief's eyes glowed as violet as those the Prince had possessed; built with the intensity of their own feelings of betrayal, manipulated by the Prince. With several stab wounds and little time to do otherwise, the dagger to the foot pinned the Prince to the soil, through his own regeneration. The Thief rose for what would probably be his last, armed with the left dagger, and dodged another lightning quick slash from the Prince. With a groan, he disarmed his pompous foe; wielding a dagger and a sheathed blade this time. The sheathed blade switched owners once more, as the fight between the two became a timed tug of war.
Alexander growled in a slight pain, hand upon his own blade. "Stealing another's style may have gotten you through before, but you're at the end of the line and all the cards are in my favor. You won't live through the hour, and you know it."

[Magical Machine]

Thamir watched him walk away as he remained in the area he was in because he saw no point in following him. Thamir's shy and silent personality seemed to change to straight forwards and slightly aggressive. Causing him to say to Kyubi with a slightly irritated expression on his face, "Honestly, you chose a bad time to ask these sort of questions. Of all times you chose to ask me if I could help you in raising your senses and movement, you choose to ask when one of our friends are currently dying and another one went to go help him, causing him to risk his own life when he gets over there. There is also a chance that we are still being hunted by the security of this place. So tell me,what made you think right now was a good time to ask me to help you with becoming stronger physically?"

[lyzer]

Being conflicted on when the best time to join the fight Lyzer ultimately decided that now would be the time to add himself into the fray. Making sure his weapon of choice, a claw like gauntlet on his right arm, was completely strapped and ready for combat for the oncoming battle would prove to be difficult. Leaping out of his hiding place with reckless abandon Lyzer runs toward the fray at a standard speed in hopes of striking a critical blow

[Tim Siguire]

I want to be useful, in a physical way.. I know this is bad timing... wish it was good but... Rrrrrhhh--
Ahgh! You're right... im so naive! We SHOULD be helping them, I don't know what I was doing.
Alright! We're here they're over there. We should join them.


*Standing up straight, with a clear mind, Kyubi slaps himself promptly. Realizing his stubborn foolishness, he mends a new pattern for himself to follow*
Ok, i'll quickly gather some chems and herbs, and we are leaving afterwards....  That's a big tower.


*Kyubi gathers mainly healing herbs, about 55%. He then takes the chemicals and toxins, about 45%*
*Kyubi jogs back to Thamir and gestures towards the tower, frantic panic and chaos still populates the area*
After what he did to me, I need to return the favor. Little by little. BUT this is about our team. We're coming to help Cyrille.
*In a final thought, Kyubi thinks: geez, my heart is beating hard..*

[Cyril]

Alexander made a quick move on the diagonal axis; dodger the strike by Lyzer and losing the grip upon his blade. Cyrille groaned a bit as more of his blood was released; legitimately losing consciousness after a few words; "So stupid of you." With the blade still in his hand, Cyrille stayed upon the floor in a puddle of his cobalt, while Alexander made a bit of eye contact with Lyzer. He grinned in a villainous manner, a stomp upon Cyrille for a second with a few mumbles underneath his breath. A similar regeneration occurred visibly onto Cyrille, although Alexander removed his foot and made a glance towards Lyzer.
"I wouldn't strike again, or he really won't live through the hour." He kept his eyes locked, stance ready. "He'll be fine. For now." He chuckles a bit, haughtily making the eye contact.
"As long as I'm alive, he'll heal upon the next death. He can thank his dead hyena for that one. Any funny business, right now, though.... And he'll keep bleeding out." He chuckled, replacing his foot while he grinned at Lyzer. "I'll be collecting him, after I've taken a few more lives.. Be really good, and I won't kill your team. He grinned a bit crudely.

[Magical Machine]

For the first few seconds of Kyubi's statement, Thamir glared at him as he felt annoyed by how he was acting in a situation like this. He lost his glare right after he heard him start become a little bit more reasonable with what was going on at the moment. He then nodded in agreement and watch him run off and come back. Without any questions or hesitation, he immediately followed him to the tower. As he did, he was thinking to himself about ways they could possibly help. Maybe now he could let go of that timid side of his and actually be a bit more of a use to the team.