Lost in Thought...{Tre--Anyone

[ArchAngelChris]

(I didn't think it was. >.< I was just hoping, I suppose.)

Sighing heavily, Sleven began to speak, "He's a fallen angel, and as of now, the Devil himself put a bounty on my head." He responded, rubbing his neck the slightest bit. He ruffled his jacket lightly, patting the dust off of himself. "I'm emrely trying not to get killed, but it doesn't seem to be my day at all." He rambled, eye turning some to find Tre.

(Short *Twitch*)

[Cayden]

"Ah." Ty responded, also turning to find Tre and the other girl. "No, it's not your day." she added.

( Short post. Sorry! =| )

[kat]

She stamped her feet again. "Ooooh, I wish I could do something useful. I want to help, but not ruine things." Her eyes widened as the girl went at him, but she calmed when she saw her let go. She stepped out of the shadows and concitrated. Air. Fly. These powers were new, she didn't quite know how to control them. Now. Suddenly she shot up, hitting her head on a branch. "Ooooww," she moaned softly, then slowly, and quite wobbly, she alighted behind the angel, and softly spoke to him. "Should I stay away, help, or do something else," she asked, her eyes still filled with pain, a tear slowly dripped down her cheek.

[Cayden]

Ty laughed quietly as she hit the branch. "You need some practice, preppy." she said, looking at her then at the Archangel then back at her. (super short post! Sorreh...again.)

[kat]

Her eye flashed, and she once again began hovering. "Stop. Calling. Me. Preppy," she said a pink glow flaring up around her. Suddenly it went away, and she went back to the ground. "I won't let you get on my nerves," she said, suddenly calm. "Because words don't hurt nearly as bad as wounds." For a minute she loked as if she was going to lunge, but she simply stood behind the angel, awaiting his reply.

[Cayden]

Ty could sense she wanted to lunge. "What's wrong are you scared?" Ty asked with a smirk on her face. Claws once again pushing out of her fingers. "I'm up for a fight...." she added. "Unless little "preppy" is afraid of getting hurt.." she said, knowing calling the girl a prep would make her want to lunge again. "I'm not afraid of you." she showed her fangs with a cheap smile.

[Harli]

(XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD...Ah...It's fight night...XD)

Tre landed on one knee with a small wince.He slowly rose,watching all of the commotion.He shook his head and vanished again.There was the soft rustling of leaves as he reappeared in another branch,dagger ready and standing up straight,just daring Sleven to attack.'Damn femme...'he thought.'The best thing that you can do,Ty,is stay out of my way...'He licked his lips and popped his neck.Tre was ready to either attack or defend.His eyes narrowed and were locked upon Sleven once more.

[Cayden]

(Yeah, I guess so. xD)
Ty, as if she'd heard what Tre was thinking, answered. "What if I don't want to?" she asked, flinging a dagger toward the bushes as she stared down her "preppy" little friend. She looked around, noticing where Tre was. She turned back around. "What if I /feel/ like helping?" she asked, looking like she was talking to herself but she was talking to Tre. "I'm capable of more than you think." she growled, clanking her claws into eachother.

[kat]

"I don't need a fight to make me feel better," Larka said, bearing her fangs at the girl. Oh yeah, fast friends. She could attack her while her back was turned. She hovered up, right over the girls head, staring down at her. Then she turned to the guy that had just come up. Should she blow her cover? Shrugging she unwillingly giggled. She went a little higher above her head, just in case.

[Cayden]

Ty flashed her eyes at Larka. She rose. "Good luck." she whispered coldly. She lunged her hand to Larka's neck, and squeezed her claws into the girl's neck, tighter and tighter, blood dripping slowly from Ty's grip. Then she kicked Larka int the stomach, bringing her foot up and swinging it passed Larka's face. "I can mend any wound, you have no chance." she said, bearing her blood struck fangs, much larger than Larka's. A smile came to Ty's face. "Try to get a move in," she said, holding her hands at her waist and in a wide stance, then jumping backward about a yard, into a sparring stance. "I dare you to hurt me, ....preppy....." she flashed hers eyes at the last word with a big, fangy smile.

[kat]

Larka squeezed her eyes shut in pain, and it took most of her strenght to stay in the air, when suddenly her body glowed pink again. For a moment she didn't, couldn't, move, when suddenly the pain stopped. The wounds were still there, dripping blood slowly from her neck, but she didn't feel the pain, and she could already feel her body healing. But not as quick as Ty. She glanced at her own hands, then at Ty. If she was going to win this battle, it would have to be from wit, not strength. She needed a plan. Maybe it would work to confuze her? But how? Maybe.... Suddenly she shot up, out of sight through the dismal rainy weather. She would have to use the rain to her advantage, she decided.

[Cayden]

"Don't bother using that to your advantage." Ty recomended. She waved her hand through the air, and the rain stopped, clouds vanished. "I have complete control over the elements." she added. "Wit is no help either." she squinted her eyes, evilly. She cackled at her obvious advantages toward the battle. "I only have one weakness." she announced. "Best try to get it out of me for a win, otherwise, you'll automatically lose." she mentioned, vanishing through thin air. Then reappearing in front of Larka. She swung a foot at Larka's knees, swinging her downward, then punching Larka's perfect looking face. "What makes you think you can win?" Ty asked swiftly as she threw another kick into Larka's stomach.

[kat]

But still, Larka saw the blows thrown at her, but it didn't hurt anymore. She pulled away from Ty. She wasn't sure if after the battle she would feel pain. And if that was true, she would feel a hell of a lot worse than she had probably ever felt. What other powers did she have? Dammit, she needed something more usefull. She quickly circled around to the back of Ty, then took off to the sky again, going higher, higher. She wondered if Ty could follow her all the was up. And then wondered how far she could go. She briefly touched a hand to her neck, still feeling warm, sticky blood, but it had stopped bleeding. She shot through a cloud, briefly looking down, wondering if Ty would follow. She only had one option, really. Find that weakness. The only other thing to do, was flee like a coward, and she wouldn't be doing any of that anytime soon.

[Cayden]

Ty'd vanished. Suddenly, she was standing in front of Larka. "You won't get away that easily." she whispered. Her eyes turned black, "I've had not but one wound made yet." she cackled. "You're unskilled and you have no choice but to forfit." Ty announced, she quickly held the odd shaped charm locked between her fingers on her necklace then eyed back at Larka dropping the charm back down her tank. Her claws came out again. It was like, her claws retracted, but, when they did, they were sharp blades coming from her skin, her hands, were full of blood, not only from her last two victims necks, but from the razors protruding from her tan fingers. "Hit me with your best shot." she screamed.

[kat]

"Why," she asked, her head cocked. "I don't have to hit you," she said softly. "Not untill I'm full and ready. And I'm not forfitting, not yet." She suddenly stopped concentraiting and, on purpose, fell straight down. She knew she was dead meat, literally, if Ty got a hold of her. So she would just have to get a good hold on Ty. As she fell, she crossed her arms over her chest, which made her go faster. Falling actually helped her relax. Then, she stopped, inches above the ground, near the angel. Laying there for a second, she then shot back up, aiming right for Ty's feet. She then Hit them with all her built up force, hopefully knocking her off gaurd, she then took a blow at her head, carefully avoiding her hands, then, with her bare nails, aimed for her eyes.