DeathMatch: Tournament of Blood

[Shenzii]

Blaire screamed and cried out as the doctors fought with her. "CHRONO!" she shouted. "LET ME GO! I DON'T NEED YOUR (censored) HELP!"

[Gabag]

(READ MY LAST 2 POSTS! Seriously now i'm really close to a doctor accidentally injuring you)

[Chrono Blackwyng]

What are you going to do when you meet him, you're still bleeding and I'll say it again 'you need armor', now if you want to be ripped to shreds before you can even hit him, be my guest. But not now, this is my apology for yelling and leaving you...

[Entaru]

Y looked at Chrono cooly.  "Something like that...do you realize that by interfering you may get yourself killed?"

[Shenzii]

HE'LL KILL YOU! And I can't let that happened to you! I need you here, with me. NOW! She shut her eyes and continued to cry as the sedative became to take affect.

[Entaru]

Y walked closer to Chrono.  "While it isn't my job, I'm sure the Empire wont mind if I obliterate you.  I might even get a promotion or two out of it."


((Ahhhhhh CARP!!  Don't wallop on me Chrono.  I have to go AGAIN.  God, every time.))

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono only laughed. "I've got an entire Assassin's clan breathing down my neck, a dragoness whos going to hunt me to her or my demise, and probably a whole slew of gladiators who just want the fame of slaying a dragon heretic. If I didn't die when they came to kill my family, I'm not dying now." he said with a smile as he shot fire-balls at his still-solid form.

[Gabag]

Now the doctors RESUMED taking clumps of hair out of Blaire's many wounds... which they finished soon after with the help of machines. Now began the process of replacing the lost blood and patching the wound up with new replicated tissues.

[Shenzii]

Blaire fell into a crazed dream. A dream of fear and anger. Tears continued to run down her cheek even through she had been tranquilized.

[Entaru]

Y's nanites shifted out of the way of the fireballs.  "Don't think that you can simply walk in here and get away with it."  The door slammed closed behind Chrono as Y's nanites sealed the door again.  "After all...you don't want me to hurt Blaire.  One more fireball and I can assure you she will suffer."

[Arrant]

Arrant growled at all the yelling and fighting, and stumbled slowly to the med room, swaying in the doorway, waiting for a doctor to approach. "I don't care what you's do, keep this perun quiet, I've had enough yelling!" he stumbled off down the halls, and heard some ruckus in the nearby room. He slammed his foot into the door, yelling out at the people inside. "Dragon, robot thing, I swear if you guys start 'un more fight I'mma bringing ma' rifle out! And when I get ma' rifle out SOMETHING dies!" he stumbled backwards, cursing before walking up and kicking the door again.

[Entaru]

Y looked at the door "It seems we have disturbed the local drunk,"  Y turned back to Chrono "Again I suggest to rethink what you are doing.  I will neither fight you nor kill you...that's the Assassins' and High Crusader's job...but cross me and I will break your precious Blaire." 

Y tapped his 'head' as he spoke slowly as if to a mentally challenged person.  "Do you comprehend what I am saying to you, organic?  Or do I have to demonstrate?"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He slowly nodded and then turned around. "Of course, regardless of wether Blaire will get harmed or not, I'm going to kill you if you don't open this door." he said with a growl, returning the drunk's hits with a solid punch to the door.

[Entaru]

"I'm glad to see that we understand eachother."  The door swung slowly open as it became unsealed.  "Leave if you wish, I'll be here if you wish to talk further."

For the first time in years a true smile appeared on Y's normally featureless face.  The smile crept slowly across his face until it nearly touched itself on the back of his neck.  The mouth was filled with thousands of crooked needle-like teeth, each one grinding against another for a place to sit.  A black cordlike tounge ran across the teeth, covering them in a black ichor.

"Tell Blaire to get well soon...I still need to talk with her."  The voice seemed to hiss and growl at the same time, but there was no malice his words.  Only sheer delight.

((Yeah, there's a reason why he doesn't usually have a mouth.  When he actually does have one, it is SCARY!!!))

[Arrant]

Arrant backed off from the door as he saw it open, shaking his head angrily as he walked down the hall, stumbling back to the medical area as he fell down in the doorway, falling asleep before he hit the floor.