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(Woah, okay, we are on two completely different tracks XD Ghost and Aussie are fighting where? And KPH, are we still at the campus or are we somewhere else? I'm a little confused XD)
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Wild West Warmbloods said: (Woah, okay, we are on two completely different tracks XD Ghost and Aussie are fighting where? And KPH, are we still at the campus or are we somewhere else? I'm a little confused XD)
Glory and Leo are still in the common room, Wallis and Keres are fighting somewhere outside, near a bunker...?
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General Anubis +++ Leo nodded. "Yep. A few things to grab." He then shook his head with a small sigh. "Obviously we can't wait till tomorrow. Wallis apparently wants to endanger us all." He answered, leaving to go get his weapons and his chaps and vest- again. As he went outside, however, he saw- the Corrupted were already here, along with a person who was fighting Wallis. He quickly ran in to tell Sector Leader Simara, Alka, and Sector Leader Romanov. Once they all were informed, he dashed back outside. "Alka, Romanov, Simara, Wallis, and that first year can hold off the fort. Want to go into the Corrupted camp now, and fight to the death?" He asked with a faint smile. "Rhetorical question. We're going. It'll be lightly guarded, since it looks like everyone is here. Let's slip away." He said, stepping into the woods and shifting into a dragon, looking back as he waited for Glory.
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Lieutenant Dwyer Glory nodded solemnly, running back to her room to grab the broadsword, shortsword, and longbow she'd left behind, plus 3 vials of wolfsbane extract(oil?). She sprinted back down the stairs and out the doors, back to Leo, near where Wallis and the first-year were fighting. She gave Leo a small grin and replied, "As long as I get a heroic death- let's go." She shifted into her dragon form, midnight black scales gleaming and white speckles on the underside of her wings sparkling slightly. She followed him into the woods on silent talons, her wings folded tight against her sides.
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General Anubis +++ Even with the large, beefy, muscular form he had as a dragon, he still managed to slip through the trees with practiced ease. His golden eyes trailed to Glory, followed by a snort. "We can BOTH have heroic deaths, thank you very much." He sniffed, his fangs showing as he grinned a bit wolfishly, then continued onward, his big, tattered wings tucked closely to his sides. As they neared the camp, his eyes sharpened, though picking up something. "Yeesh, Glory, could you be any less sparkly? This is a stealth mission." He hissed under his breath with a wide grin, his way of saying goodbye before he got murdered in a fight with 90 different Corrupted dragons. He slunk lower to the ground as they got closer, his claws sliding out, his spines tucked in near his scales. Mission started.
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Lieutenant Dwyer Glory tread as lightly as a deer through the trees, accustomed to sneaking around. "No, we can't, because who'll write songs and poems of my heroism if you're dead too?" She teased with a big grin, then turned her focus back to the forest. There wasn't really a trail, so she had to be careful not to trip and make noise. At his comment, she nudged the side of his neck with her snout and whispered, "Nope, only more sparkly, not less," with a dragon-y smirk, then lowered herself so the scales of her underbelly almost touched the ground. As they slunk closer, she murmured, "I can keep you hidden in darkness for about 6 and a half minutes, can you be in and out within that time?"
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General Anubis +++ Leo gave her the dragon version of the Spock eyebrow, which meant the spines around the top of his eye arched up dangerously high. "Um, no, the other way around. You can't die so you can write songs about MY heroism and bravery. Now, I regret saying you were allowed to die, because I don't even know HOW to write a song." He whisper-huffed, tucking in his wings closer. As she nudged him, he couldn't help his brain jumping straight to [AWW MA GOSHNESS SHE DIDNT TRY TO MURDER ME WHEN SHE TOUCHED ME SHE MUST BE IN LOVE GAH] and he spent the next internal minute beating his brain into smithereens and requesting a new one. "I won't be able to see soon! I'm sensitive to sparkly light!" He protested quietly, falling silent as they neared the camp. At her whispered words, he nodded curtly. "I can do that. Hopefully they are at the side of the camp by now, but if they aren't- wait." He stopped, his quiet voice falling silent. "If I get close enough, I might be able to send them over here, like Conjuring them away from me. There is a small risk they'll be stuck in a vortex forever, a slightly bigger one they'll land where I don't want them too, and a very small one they land in a lake like you- but if they're in the middle of camp, it might be our only choice." He murmured, staring at the ground for a second. "Even if I can get them a little closer, it would help..."
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Lieutenant Dwyer Glory stuck her long, forked tongue out at him, knowing she also didn't know how to write a song either. She rolled her eyes at him, but resettled her wings, hiding the white scales underneath. "Better?" She whispered half-sarcastically. She edged a little closer to hear him better(and maybe possibly just to be closer), and murmured softly, "Good. Just be careful, then. I think you've only got one shot at this." She paused, thinking, then continued, "Do that, I'll keep you hidden. Stay in the naturally dark areas, preferably around the edges of their camp, and be absolutely silent. I can only keep them from seeing, not hearing. Oh, and if I have to, I may be able to conk one out and disguise you as said conked one, but holding both darkness and illusion will shorten your time to about 4 minutes. Try not to get too close to anyone." She paused again, then continued, a bit quieter this time, "Don't die; I'm not a musician," with a small smile.
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Flash ran forward and grabbed Keres before flying as fast as he could towards Leo and Glory. 'Hey guys i kind of need some help. Corrupted attacked us, and Keres does really have a corrupted sister, she knows all about us and is probably as strong as us, she can reach out and block your mind but she isn't as fast as me.' he babbled quickly.
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(Ooh! So much is happening! Sorry for my absence, I have been studying for Exams and I will try to blend back into the Roleplay, so everyone is fighting at the camp? Are the generals rescued yet?) 'Sector leader Simara' Ozark Simara -x- Ozark moved quickly, his swords strapped to his back, ready to use. He also had many daggers sheathed up his body. Ozark countered through the steps his mother taught him to keep in calm in a moment of need, but it only brought sorrow to him. What if his mother was dead? Or critically injured?. Ozark moved towards the flying platforms, he needed to help his mother as fast as possible.
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