Break! IC

[PEFA Harker]

“Dammit!” Harker exclaimed as a pure white magic square formed in a flash and shot out from his hand downwards towards falling Shane, At the same time, a same larger square formed next to him. This is the only type of portal magic Harker can master.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     The rest of the roost flowed red as Tarin made his entrance in a fiery teleportation spell - all of his magic was flame-inclined.
     "It figures you boys are in here! Hurry up and get out; get to the airship on the surface before they push further!"
     Terin raised a while hand and made a magic circle outside if the island, which speared through an enemy ship, doing little more than charring the structure but overheating and killing a lot if it's crew. It sunk a little, of only a few meters.
     "Where's Shane!? Where is my son!?" Terin bellowed, again activating his magic and rage ting the Whirlwind Class airship as it angled itself and fired a few rounds at the island.
     The black-furred Guardian looked wildly around. Had Shane cast that spell before? And where in Gaia's name was he now!?

[Tina]

Niv couldn't believe what he saw. "Shane...they killed him...you bastards!!!" Niv was filled with rage. He directed his mind staight at the pirate ship that blew Shane away. He began to hack their core engine. His head felt like it was on fire, but he got through. He forced the engine to overload itself and the whole ship blew up. Niv held his head in pain, he didn't think he could do that again.

[PEFA Harker]

Harker raised to dodge a volley of ice bolts as he casted a psychic scanning spell through his goggles, Shane was still below and conscious, but how......? Harker dove downwards within a flash of dynamic magic.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Terin roared, unaware that his child was down there and stopping Harker with a solid circle.
     "You can't run that way! Doing so will only get you killed! Come on - all of you! Run to the escape ship!" Terin barked, grabbing as many of the gang as he could with his hands and magic. He carried them all the way through the caves and out into the upper forest as the rest if the Roost fell away.

     ...

     Shane was terrified. He was tired. He was also kind of sad.
     *I had my Break!* he thought sadly. *but it wasn't enough...now nobody will see what I can do...I'll never be able to impress my friends like I've dreamed...and now I've lured them to their deaths...everyone I love...is dead...*
     With that thought Shane hit something very hard, and very fast. It was a descending Skaila Armada airship. His leg caught on a bladed vane and was ripped clean off as he hurtled - now unconscious - into the bowels of the slowly sinking pirate ship...likely never to be seen again.

     (((What a happy tale... - Gir)))

[PEFA Harker]

“No......”Harker pulled up and flew swiftly from as he made a phone call midair,to his former classmate Hirato Satori, the only fur he can think for help,for his diemensional department have the largest arcane teleportation factility in the archipalgo.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

Terin got to the surface and dropped the 'kids'. Buildings were on fire. Furs were dead. Pirates had landed a ship on the island and were starting raids. The sunset only backlit the horror with a blood red sky.
     One neared the group and Terin smote him with a flaming sword and shield spell. He was about to turn and bark at the group to run, but a part of the island fell away in front of them as an airship rose with its guns pointed downwards at them.
     Terin roared silently and extended his shield.
    Gunfire roared like the sound of chains scraping along metal, endlessly sliding along until darkness consumed the group...

     BREAK! OPENING ACT COMPLETE.
     BREAK! ACT TWO: THE SHARDS OF MY LIFE I HAD - OPEN!
     (((Refer to OOC thread for Act 2 - Gir)))

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven had hyperventilated and passed out, he last saw Shane falling... Shane was... No he couldnt cry... not now. His eyes were still shut, he sat up and rubbed his head,his eyelids now open, he scoot back against a nearby wll, "ah... AH.... AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" dead furs lay around, Waiven huddled up and held himself tigtly, memories flooded his mind as he felt a twinge of pain nd a shock jolt through him. His eyes glazed over and became somewht empty looking. He shut down completely.

[Ryan Naismith]

Thomas awoke to Waiven shouting "W-wai...V-Ven..." He called out weakly. His head hurt like someone had given it a working over with a sledgehammer. He groaned, climbing to his feet to find that his legs didn't want to work, sending him hurdling into a counter. Shooting pains flew up his ribs, and he looked down to his legs, and saw the white of bone, his fur stained red with blood... And he couldn't be healed with magic...great. "Waiven!" He called out, needing to find him, to tell him everything's gonna be okay. Hell, HE needed someone to tell him everything's okay.

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven's ears pricked up hearing Thomas, "T-Thomas? Thomas!" he darted up and looked around for him. He saw Thomas and laid his head on Waiven's lap, stroking Thomas' face with his shaky paw. "Oh god i thought... i thought.." he immediately kissed Thomas deeply. Waiven then pulled away and looked at his legs, "Thomas oh god! what do i do? i cant... it wont work! Thomas im sorry im so sorryy!" he rest his cheek against Thomas' head and sobbed

[Ryan Naismith]

"H-hey.... It's...fine." He said, his face screwing up with pain "hey... I have... A tube... In... My pocket... Take It out... Lather it over my leg."
He sat there, smiling weakly up at Waiven.

What he was referring to was medi-gel. It stopped bleeding quickly, acts as a powerful local anisthetic, and also disinfects the wound.

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven carefully maneuvered his paw through Thomas' pocket and felt for the tube, once he had it in hand he pulled it out and unscrewed the top, he scooped up a dallop and applied it to the wound.

[Ryan Naismith]

"T-hanks...." He would be stable for now, he thought. He felt around on his head, no apparent wounds. He was most likely concussed, but he wanted to check
"Alright... Shine a light in my eye... Tell me if my pupil dilates."

[Babydoll Animis]

Waiven conjured a small light from his fingertip and aimed it into Thomas' eye, "th-they close up when i do it... is that supposed to happen?""

[Ryan Naismith]

"They...get smaller?" He gave a sigh. That meant he wasn't concussed. Somehow. He didn't know how he took a hard knock to the head, passed out, and want concussed "are... You sure?"