"I'm not sure what my demonstration would be. I mean, I have some talent for lying, intimidation, and knowing when others are lying, but other than that I don't.. I mean, there's one thing, but I doubt iTs anymore useful at showing Avalon's standards then the other things I said."
"Maybe we don't do anything as a group, but we each demonstrate our strengths, and show how Avalon handles a diversity of abilities and levels of power?"
gavott pauses a while.
"I'll have to think on that."
"Was just an idea..."
"I mean an idea of my own, not your idea. Yours is certianly worth thinking about, too."
All she could immediately tell was that it was humanoid and probably male, as it was covered from head to toe in some kind of suit or skein and helmet. In each hand was a frankly ridiculous amount of weapons and other gear (all in a similar condition to what she found when she arrived). Far more than should be comfortably be carried by a normal humanoid, to be sure.
And she was not entirely sure this thing was even a living thing. Right after it appeared it turned its head in her direction and released its haul of goods in one seamless, fluid motion that defied her understanding of most of the lesser races. It then just...stopped. And not turning, but became utterly still. No sway of motion, no twitch of the hands - not even the telltale rise and fall of the chest to indicate breathing. Combined with the utter lack of any sound from the figure (other than when it dropped the equipment), the effect is more than a bit unsettling.
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Only machines move this precisely, this efficiently, this...succinctly. If that is the case, though, that means that it will fall prey easily enough to her prodigious powers of lightning...
There's just a tiny moment of hesitation from the elder Vai before her finger squeeze the trigger. The unmistakable bang of a slugthrower propelling it's round.
Her invisibility spell disrupted by the hostile action, the Champion of Light appears in all her glory. Shining as a beacon of all that is Good. There's a tiny, brief second where Fei might've mistook this woman for his love. It's the same face, the same blue wings, the same wavy blonde hair. Even the same sense of determined courage. Sure, the face is lined with age and the hair is streaked through with platinum, but it's the eyes that really drive home to Fei that this is not his Vai. There's no laughter or joy in these eyes, no life. And her face is twisted into an unhappy sneer that would never look right on his Vai.
"Hello, Courage. Dealt with one Champion of Light and here for the other, are you?" she sneers, even as claws form at her fingertips. "You'll find me not as easy prey as that simpleton."
There's just a tiny moment of hesitation from the elder Vai before her finger squeeze the trigger. The unmistakable bang of a slugthrower propelling it's round.
Fei's body jerks back from the blow, his head and torso gyrating almost 90 degrees as the left side of his chest takes the hit from the powerful rifle. He only returns halfway to his original position, the right side of his body the only portion visible to her now. His stance appears a bit less menacing than before - testimony to the effectiveness of a well-placed chest shot.
Her invisibility spell disrupted by the hostile action, the Champion of Light appears in all her glory. Shining as a beacon of all that is Good. There's a tiny, brief second where Fei might've mistook this woman for his love. It's the same face, the same blue wings, the same wavy blonde hair. Even the same sense of determined courage. Sure, the face is lined with age and the hair is streaked through with platinum, but it's the eyes that really drive home to Fei that this is not his Vai. There's no laughter or joy in these eyes, no life. And her face is twisted into an unhappy sneer that would never look right on his Vai.
"Hello, Courage. Dealt with one Champion of Light and here for the other, are you?" she sneers, even as claws form at her fingertips. "You'll find me not as easy prey as that simpleton."
Fei is unsure on how to interpret that comment, but knows this will devolve quickly into violence if he does not do something to force her to leave. Tapping once again into his control over the facility systems he tries to buy enough time to make that happen.
He sets the environmental system to start gradually removing the oxygen from the room. Then, in a voice modulated by his nanosuit to sound mechanical and utterly unlike his real one, the young monk replies "I think you have me confused with another Champion....perhaps because you do not belong in this universe. You should return from whence you came. ."
Giving the speech a bit of thought, though not really reacting too greatly to the dramatic and playful stance, Anahita dwells in thought before speaking again.
"I do not assume. I speak from the perspective of what is simple and natural. There is female, there is male. Those together, with exceptions in some species, give of one another-- and Life is continued. Sexuality, if you mean the enjoyment of one another's body, isn't anything I speak of. I cannot, it is not something I am overly familiar or learned in. If you mean anything else by sexuality-- I.." She gives a shrug. "That is not something I have studied at great length, or any, though I could speculate. I feel my observation and knowledge of the natural world is deep enough that I speak with some conviction and awareness, not assumption. Though, there is always room for change, and more learning."
She then looks up at Illy's stance and says, "I would not call you sexy, not like I am now. Though, your coloring is quite enticing at times, due to the exotic flavor of their manner. Your mind is intriguing, and that I find alluring. Your passions are noticeable, and those are refreshing to be near. I'm not sure what a male human would think of you, being halfling and the coloring, though, a simple person would most likely go one of two ways; attraction or fear masked as something else."
Then with a casual off handed wave, she concludes in agreement, "You speak wisely. Everyone has a choice in doing what they want-- and those that hurt another, threaten the choice all have innately when available. But, that is the talk of civilized philosophers. It's quite different in the wild untamed world. Quite different. The priorities are quite different."
Then looking back at Illithia, she asks, "Why do you bring up the topic of sex each time we speak? Are you obsessed, as they say, with that? Or do you simply enjoy the reactions people might provide on it?" Curiosity in her voice, though still expressively calm and thoughtful.
"But simplicity isn't natural, y'know?" Illithia replies, with a partially dismissive motion of her arm. Even standing on the table her head is barely a foot above Anahita's. "The most natural thing in the world is complexity, even in the natural world. Ecosystems are so massively complicated that it boggles the mind. And it keeps going inside of us too."
She shrugs though, smiling and seeming in good humour, as if merely discussing these things was enjoyable for her. "Fear, maybe not as much at Avalon. I'm pretty normal, as far as folks go here. I don't even change shape into anything!"
"Well, it's cause sex is this, like, super polarizing thing, y'know? Never know how folks are gonna react when you bring it up. Can tell you alot about a person."
"And besides," she adds with a smirk. "It is fun. But we can talk about something else if you want. Like, where you come from? Agartha, or are you an off-planeter? Heh, still kinda weird to think about that."
"I'm really not sure how long it will take. It's mostly the time to and from the hanger. They have tech powered teleports that will get him there pretty quick. Then he just had to grab him and drive the mech back here. I think I still have the info for the shop here on my data pad from when I had my ooze tank fabricated there. I can ask Mr. Jiminy to tell Jeran where to meet us. Where should that be?"
He draws out his data pad from his coat and taps some things, ready to send a message.
Vare grimaces slightly. "I was going to summon him into the Plane of Dreams. I'm not sure how wise it is to bring a possessed student back into the school, especially with given level of power the beings you have been dealing with. I'm sure the Headmaster does not want another invasion of the school by demonic entities."
Kevin shudders. It looks weird to see him shudder. Kind of like when you flick jello, the ripple travels from top to bottom.
"I most definitely don't want that either. Where outside of campus is good to have him meet us? Town wouldn't be good. Too many people to get in the way. Maybe we can go and you could open a portal to that plane somewhere so he'd still be out of our plane at least if anything happens? Where would be a good place outside school to set that, if that's what you want to do. I'm afraid I don't get out of the lab much. Outside is... outside..."
He absent-mindedly straightens the things on Vare's desk as he speaks, organizing pens by color and straightening papers.
Once Midori grabs on, lang pauses for a moment, several thoughts racing through his mind. Midori can practically sense Lang definitely enjoys taking Midori flying.
After a bit, Lang takes off. He makes a few loops around the Temple grounds. he passes by several other young air benders gliding about. and she spots a few giant Owls out "spreading their wings".
eventually Lang leads them to a separate section of the temple grounds connected by a long stone bridge. There are several Owls around here, and the area Lang is taking them is what appears to be a nursery for baby Owls.
Sara and Sun seems to be there playing with three baby owls already.
Over the course of the flight it's pretty clear that Midori is taking in the beauty and grandeur of the mountains and valleys around them, seeming to get lost in it all for a little while.
The mood carries into the nursery, with the kunoichi staying fairly silent and withdrawn, though not unhappily so. Midori's stoic demeanor cannot stand at the sight of Sara playing with the owlets, and she finally breaks into a full smile. Despite this, she stays to the rear, letting Lang take the lead.
Phaezeriel shakes his head slightly, ::None so long as this is simply a recess.::[/ooc] He turns to Lily fully, [b]::Miss Svarog, please take me very seriously when I say that your powers, uncontrolled can be very dangerous. Given that their first manifestation was a projection into another being's mind, it is entirely possible for them to kill by accident. Or worse. You will likely want to try to avoid strong emotions for a while.::
He taps a few times on his datapad, ::You are free to go, Miss Svarog. I have entered an appointment into the school system for you with myself and Professor Nix for Monday during your free period.::
Lily nods her understanding to Phaezeriel, and says: "I will be there." before turning to Serrin. "Thank you, Serrin, for your support. I believe I have much to think on. If you'll excuse me."
With that said, the stone-faced girl turns and makes to leave, without a word of thanks to either Sorchan or Phaeze as she goes.
"Hi everybody. Come look at the babies."
Sara pops out of the nest followed by a small flock of large owls.
Fei's body jerks back from the blow, his head and torso gyrating almost 90 degrees as the left side of his chest takes the hit from the powerful rifle. He only returns halfway to his original position, the right side of his body the only portion visible to her now. His stance appears a bit less menacing than before - testimony to the effectiveness of a well-placed chest shot.
Fei is unsure on how to interpret that comment, but knows this will devolve quickly into violence if he does not do something to force her to leave. Tapping once again into his control over the facility systems he tries to buy enough time to make that happen.
He...
"I rather like it here, thank you." she quips back, her voice full of vitriol, though Fei can catch a slightly victorious flare of her wings at the effect her shot seemed to have on him.
Her ear twitches slightly as oxygen begins to be pumped out of the room. It must be a Soulmech, somehow neurally linked into the facilities control schema. There's no way she could compete on the electronic warfare front with a machine, but if the shot from the rifle was anything to go by, this Champion shouldn't last long under a sustained assault. "You'll have to do better than that, Courage" she sneered again, her voice dripping with acid. She then crouched, and took to the air staying out of Fei's reach while avoiding the sometimes-cramped spaces within the lab.
Serrin gives Lily a supportive smile "You're welcome Lily, would you like me to come with you, or do you want to be alone for now?"
Phaezeriel nods to Lily in acknowledgement of her agreement and bows slightly to all in the room, ::Very well, and thank you. If none of you have any further need of me? I have another patient that will need me soon.::
Phaezeriel maintains the numbing effect he has on Lily's emotions until she is out of range, a few hundred feet at most.
"I rather like it here, thank you." she quips back, her voice full of vitriol, though Fei can catch a slightly victorious flare of her wings at the effect her shot seemed to have on him.
"That opinion is irrelevant. You are a trespasser here and you will leave this place...by your own choice, or by force if need be."
Her ear twitches slightly as oxygen begins to be pumped out of the room. It must be a Soulmech, somehow neurally linked into the facilities control schema. There's no way she could compete on the electronic warfare front with a machine, but if the shot from the rifle was anything to go by, this Champion shouldn't last long under a sustained assault. "You'll have to do better than that, Courage" she sneered again, her voice dripping with acid. She then crouched, and took to the air staying out of Fei's reach while avoiding the sometimes-cramped spaces within the lab.
Fei shifts his position to keep her in his line of sight, steadying himself with one hand on the table he is next to.
As she maneuvers around the other Champion, she notes a soft green luminescence emanating from where her rifle shot struck him in the chest. A well-placed shot indeed.
"But simplicity isn't natural, y'know?" Illithia replies, with a partially dismissive motion of her arm. Even standing on the table her head is barely a foot above Anahita's. "The most natural thing in the world is complexity, even in the natural world. Ecosystems are so massively complicated that it boggles the mind. And it keeps going inside of us too."
She shrugs though, smiling and seeming in good humour, as if merely discussing these things was enjoyable for her. "Fear, maybe not as much at Avalon. I'm pretty normal, as far as folks go here. I don't even change shape into anything!"
"Well, it's cause sex is this, like, super polarizing thing, y'know? Never know how folks are gonna react when you bring it up. Can tell you alot about a person."
"And besides," she adds with a smirk. "It is fun. But we can talk about something else if you want. Like, where you come from? Agartha, or are you an off-planeter? Heh, still kinda weird to think about that."
Anahita's expression goes through a few variations, including annoyance and then calmness, the default when merely present to the world around her.
"So you chose your subject based on ...reactions in others? Interesting." With a glance back up at Illy again, after the last question, she replies.
"A world named Golarion, based on the majority of the population. Specifically, in a nation called the Padishah Empire of Kelesh. I suppose you can place me in that off planet category along with a few others. Not sure how relevant that is, though in the grand scheme of things ..." There's a pause of thought on her face as she seems to consider her words.
After a few moments, she looks off in consideration, then back to Illy. "Have you ever sat to ponder the point of your existence? The actual... divine, or something beyond your own thinking, purpose? Destiny, perhaps?"
She seems pretty casual about the topic, in tone and manner.
Ace chuckles, for the first time in awhile "Not exactly what I meant, but now that I think about it, yes, I believe she did say she would have some sort of link to whomever made contact with her mind."
after a while, Gavott speaks up again.
"Well, I suppose it depends on what he expects to see from us. What does he want to see us be able to do? Does he want upstanding citizens? Talent for descovery? Power that he can manipulate? What? It's hard to present when you don't truly know what your audience wants to see."
"I don't know what they want to see...but I imagine what they expect to see is why Avalon is a good school for...gifted...students."
[blink, blink]
She stared at him for a moment, going pale as the news went from bad to worse. She was worried about what was so bad he wasn't telling her, but more concerned about the impending end of the world.
"Okay, come one," she said, taking his hand and heading towards the lab. "Professor Sunwake does not joke about the end of the world. Occasionally she complains that we have an apocalypse at least once a week, but that's not really a joke. More of an annoyed observation."
"And if saving the world depends on Arthur doing math correctly then we're all doomed."Flames above, how can she make me smile even at a time like this? Ardiente thinks as a grin momentarily forces it's way onto his tense face. He lets her lead him onward towards the lab, but stops them short just before the enter.
The corridor they're in now is empty, so it's as private as anywhere, Ardiente figures.
"Raelle..." he turns to face her again, looking into her eyes. He wasn't going to skirt around this any longer. "Vai... somebody killed Vai. Apparently she's already agreed to come back, but there's.. uh... complications with whatever is happening to end the universe."
Raelle went pale, unable to speak. She could barely breathe. She felt like someone just kicked her in the chest. Her sister....she could hardly deal with losing her friends and now this.....No, this was different. Vai wanted to come back. She was going to come back.
The only outward sign of her inner turmoil was her 'tattoos' shifting and moving across her skin. She took a deep breath, trying to get past that feeling of not being able to get enough air."So we fix this thing with the end of the universe and then she comes back? Come on, we need to hurry and fix this as soon as possible," she said, grabbing his hand and heading towards the lab even quicker.
Arthur works in relative silence for a few miniutes before saying "shouldn't we move the body to somewhere out of sight? It's kinda destracting, and will probably be several times more destracting for raelle, I'm not saying lie just tell her at a more convenient time, that way she'll have the proper time to grieve and get closure and she'll be able to help, as opposed to trying to bottle it up and being a mess while she tries to work possibly makeing costly errors, or adding the guilt of not being able to help from the pain of loosing a friend"
Djalos sits comfortably in the lotus position, and nods once. "I am ready," he says confidently... but with a hint of trepidation in his voice that Miss Jones' enchantress training can clearly pick up.
Miss Jones nods and stands behind him resting her fingers lightly on his scalp. He feels a sensation akin to floating in water for a moment as she begins her examination of his mind.
Ace chuckles, for the first time in awhile "Not exactly what I meant, but now that I think about it, yes, I believe she did say she would have some sort of link to whomever made contact with her mind."
"I think that means the killer knew that. I mean, the other victims didn't have their psyches fractured, right? Just Ginni? Yes, I know complicated words. I pay more attention in psychology class than I let on. Don't spread it around. You'll ruin my reputation," she said sarcastically. "So the question is did they know it before they attacked her or after? It makes a difference to how close the killer was able to get to her before the attack. Was it someone she knew? Or was it just someone she ran into while she was alone who found out that they'd picked their victim badly this time? Answering that question could really change the course of your investigation."
Jeran finished his final checks before takeoff.
"Alright, folks, let's get this thing in the air," he said, giving the ground crew time to get out of the blast radius before taking off. He waited until he cleared the upper atmosphere before he input the coordinated into the starcaster and jumped through space.
He checked visuals and other scanners looking for Tryko'Sam as soon as he arrived at the destination.
The heat was unbearable. Her skin was continually burning and continually healing. Being partially made of positive energy could be both a blessing and a curse. And right now it felt like a curse. Kronos was going out of his way to make sure she was uncomfortable while she was trapped here in the hourglass.
Arthur works in relative silence for a few miniutes before saying "shouldn't we move the body to somewhere out of sight? It's kinda destracting, and will probably be several times more destracting for raelle, I'm not saying lie just tell her at a more convenient time, that way she'll have the proper time to grieve and get closure and she'll be able to help, as opposed to trying to bottle it up and being a mess while she tries to work possibly makeing costly errors, or adding the guilt of not being able to help from the pain of loosing a friend"
Mel was working on...well...who knows what, it was hard to tell really, there were drawings and sketches all of the place as well as mathematical formulae that seemed almost indecipherable, at least to everyone but her. they seemed to make no sense really.
she looks to Arthur as he mentions Vai. then looks over to Vai. I think you are right. she sets everything down and goes to move the bed to another section of the lab that will be as much out of the way as possible.
Once there she stands there a bit looking at her. [b]I'm sorry, I promise we will fix this. [b] she whispers placing a hand on her friend's lifeless shoulder.
she stays there a bit longer in silence. then she turns to return to work. passing by Arthur as she does. placing a hand on his arm, Mel silently thanks him for being here.
The first thing that Miss Jones notices when she enters Djalos' mind is that everything is black and white. This may be a result of how he senses the world, or it may be something integral to his psyche. Suffice to say, however, his mindscape has a lot more interesting details than that.
Shelves of books seem to stretch in every direction. On casual inspection, some of them appear to be actual works of literature. However, many of them simply have a date, place, and mission number on their spine. In the center of this vast black-and-white library lies a circular depression, in which Djalos watches, apparently fully able to see, a replay of his short time at Avalon. He pauses at a lunch table while talking to two firebirds, and takes various notes in a book simply titled, "Avalon Notes." He nods once on your arrival, then continues to write.
Miss Jones' trained psychic senses can tell that there is a large amount of psionic potential within Djalos, but it is tied up doing... something. That something is obvious with a glance towards the ceiling, where a whirling vortex of energy appears to be the "sun" Djalos' mindscape. Tense chains of psychic energy surround it, barely containing this massive storm of energy.
And then there's the brick wall. There is a ten foot by ten foot brick wall just... sitting there, on the outer edge of Djalos' mindscape. It's shoddy craftsmanship would definitely warrant a lecture. However, it is completely foreign in Djalos' mindscape: it sticks out like a sore thumb. Someone else probably put it there, and it throbs with emotional energy.
Outwardly, Djalos appears deep in meditation. He's utterly serene.
"Ginni?" she asked, tears coming unbidden to her eyes as she remembered the girl who had helped her lay her animal friends to rest after....well, after. "I...I suppose we can postpone the visit until this weekend. I mean, we can't just let this keep happening," she said, her voice trembling. The truth was that she didn't think there was anything she could do even if they found the murderer. She had never in her life felt more helpless, not even when she was invisible.Michael sighs as he read the note that had appeared in front of him.
"Kitty, Ginni was murdered. Ace and Tyrrin, whoever that is, are meeting now. Do you want to go back or head to your family?"
Michael stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her softly as she trembled. Whoever did this to his sweet, caring Kitty had better hope someone else got to them first.
"We'll get the person responsible, Kitty, I promise..."
Jeran finished his final checks before takeoff.
"Alright, folks, let's get this thing in the air," he said, giving the ground crew time to get out of the blast radius before taking off. He waited until he cleared the upper atmosphere before he input the coordinated into the starcaster and jumped through space.
He checked visuals and other scanners looking for Tryko'Sam as soon as he arrived at the destination.
Starcaster ends the engagement and powers down, gathering energy for the next use. In the cockpit of the mech, Jeran's systems start to feed him telemetry from his immediate surroundings, and specific scans.
Right off the bat, indications of debris and other non-living materials lingering here and there, non-threatening, or moving in such a pace as to provide no danger to defensive mechanisms.
Beyond his own existence, no life within scan range. Though, a man sized and density object, unlike the other debris straight ahead, well within 'arms' reach. Lights play onto the object, and sure enough, one dead looking Tryko'Sam in the ragged clothing from before. Beads of blood and fluids floating idly about near him. His eyes open, dead, then he snaps alive-- gasping the vacuum of space, thrashing about only briefly, as the lack of oxygen and other particulars required for a living being to survive are denied. The indicators state living figure ahead and movement, but diminishing signs... until he appears to be passing out, into a sleep state, from asphyxiation once more.
In the midst of all this, the other scans indicate some unusual readings in this specific area. Even the rocks and matter here, seems devoid of energies and such-- almost as if this portion of space were drained of Positive Energy, or it's nearest equivalent, along with any and all elements that can be categorized as metal.
Depending on how long Jeran 'stands' there in space, because it is space, with a single star roughly eight light minutes away, determines if something else will occur... though Tryko'Sam will certainly go through his returning to life and dying from lack of air, again... and again.
Phaezeriel moves to the door and departs for the isolation wards on the other side of the infirmary. He stops by a supply station and collects a few softly glowing crystals on his way, and enters a notice into the infirmary data system that he will be unavailable for the rest of the day and passing authority to the duty nurse.
Phaezeriel stops with his hand on the door to the room in which Ginni was waiting for him and took a deep breath, squaring his shoulders as if in preparation for a difficult task.
Inside, the room is only dimly lit, and he settles onto a stool at the head of her bed. Phaezeriel places the glowing crystals close to hand, then places his hands against the sides of her head, Physical contact makes this kind of delicate work easier.
His thoughts come to her softly, reassuringly, ::Ginni, I am going to help you. I need you to try not to fight me. We will have you set right soon.::
With just a brief moment's pause, his consciousness sinks into her shattered mind and he gets to work on the largest and most complex puzzle he has ever attempted.
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Arthur sighs and mutters "rule #12, never let scentiant inertia work against you," he raises his voice so that all in the room could easily hear him, "if I am not told otherwise I'm goin to take it as permission to have her moved," he then pauses for about ten seconds before turning to Hermes "ok, Hermes, please take her to some secure, out of the way room, somewhere someone won't just walk in and find her, use the arrows if you can't think of somewhere yourself" he then turns back to his work muttering "rule #5, if you want something done right, espically if you want it done prompt, do it yourself"
Mel takes a break from what she was working on...well...who knows what, it was hard to tell really, there were drawings and sketches all of the place as well as mathematical formula that seemed almost indecipherable, at least to everyone but her. they seemed to make no sense really.
going over to see Vai, stopping to acknowledge Vai's father, she stoops down to be a little closer to her friend.
I'm sorry, I promise we will fix this. she whispers placing a hand on her friend's lifeless shoulder.
she stays there a bit longer in silence. then she turns to return to work. passing by Arthur as she does. placing a hand on his arm, Mel silently thanks him for being here.
Shortly.. Or was it ages... Before? No after? Same time? Bah... The other being saw the crack and fell through it, another being saw the crack... Wait it recognized this hole! It was from the before time, back when he.... Yes through the crack was freedom, freedom and power! Maybe on the power... But definitly on the freedom! The creature willed itself foward through the crack... And suddenly felt both gravity and light for the first time in... Well he wasn't actually sure, either way it threw him off, espically given that he came through the portal upside down, "what the faaaa gah!" He shouted accidentally breathing out a gout of flame burst from his mouth. He panickedly beat his wings and ended up crashing into several trees, knocking them down with his girth, somehow getting pinned under several of them next to a body of water.
He pauses and pants.. Huh it seemed he needed air again, useful to note, he looked around to see where he ended up, he mumbles to himself "hmm looks like either a material plane, or someplace dedicated to nature bleh, at a guess I'd sa-" he the gets cut off by the vision of a coatal near his head, be better act quickly to end the thing before it brought reienforcements or took advantage of it's downed and weakened state, he breathes out a gout of fire (delibritly this time) and it seems to connect with the feathered nuisance, but the thing seemed to have countered with a massive fog cloud, apparently to cover it's escape while it went to get rienforcements, he needed to get out from under these trees and fast! He pushed with all his might and felt a massive pain in his wing, it seemed to be broken, and with a large branch impaled on it to boot. he was stuck... F#+*
the pinned creature hears a noise an immiedietly attempts to blast a gout of fire at the intruder, but he coughs violently and barely managed a single, pathetic foot of flame instead of his normal, fairly majestic thirty feet cone of destruction. His cough is so violent that his whole body thrashes, injuring his wing further, "who are you! Show yoursel you coward! Are you too afraid of me even when I'm injured and pin-" his gloating rant is cut off by another round of cinder filled, full body coughs... Unnoticed by either of the two* several of the larger cinders land on the leaves of the trees around them
"How do I know I can trust you, I can't even see you!" He tries again to remove himself from the trees, this time causing them to brake slightly, unfortunately this embeds several splinters into his back and wings, he cries out in pain as a result of it.
The "rainbow" growls lowly but doesn't object any further
The rainbow blinks "rainbow? Slither? What in The Nine are you talking about woman?" The voice sounded feminine anyway, not that it particularially mattered
The "rainbow" snorts "I can move just fine so long as this blasted trees are gone! Are you done removing that thrice cursed branch yet!"
"Oh and I suppose dragging it is sooo much better for it, just remove the branch from the tree if that's all you can do" he says condescendingly.