1. [10:43] A floating maw appeared from the forest. All that Wisteria could see, was that grin... that long tongue that salivated. It was clear the creature was hungering... the mostly invisible demon wolf was looking to hunt.
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3. There wasn't much conversation that happened. The beast pounced, looking to capture the magi.
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5. Stalker wasn't one to exactly make long conversations. It was a hunter, that was ruthless and certainly enjoyed assaulting people that were on their lonesome...
6. (Stalker)
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9. [10:47] The lone ranger -- on a stroll. It's not rare that Wisteria is alone in the woods, considering what most of her past life consisted of. Foraging -- and that's what she was doing. Through the small nubs on her head that could barely be considered ears, the footsteps of a lightweight, nimble creature were detected. A hand was placed upon her rifle, as she grasped it tightly.
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11. It had a primordial, eerie look to them.
12. Hunger. That's what it screamed.
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14. She quickly turned around, letting the single poppylus fall midway in the way, as she grabbed her rifle and prepared to hunt the beast.
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16. "Fuckin' hell. Could've warned me a bit sooner, you BITCH!" Their pounce was stopped just barely by a large black and red hand, pushing them away with force, and firing a shot that barely missed them.
17. (Wisteria)
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20. [10:50] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Stalker}
21. [10:50] ** Stalker has inflicted an injury upon Wisteria. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
22. [10:53] "Now, you come..."
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24. What exactly could be in store for the defeated magi? She'd only have fear and doubts as shelter, while being carried away by the floating maw. It headed straight to its den, hurrying as to make sure no one interrupted the reward of the hunt...
25. (Stalker)
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28. [10:54] Endurance says, "... My my."
29. [10:55] Endurance says, "Luna, I'm going to be studying the Book for a bit. Pass along the message and we'll see."
30. [10:59] Luna asks, "...Oho? What's this?"
31. [11:01] A fight of haste, one might call it. It was such a sudden encounter, but she's learnt and seen from the wild that most encounters like this are over almost as soon as they started.
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33. The agile, yet tall Vulture took multiple shots at the pursuing creature, the footsteps of hers matching Stalker's. Similar magics even make this more.... interesting, to say the least. A gait unmatched, yet cracks were starting to show.
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35. Repeated bites from the animal, along with blasts of relentless occultic energy pelted her body. The scarred woman didn't seem to crack yet. Her face stood as strong as ever, even if she grows weak from the previous injuries she's already had.
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37. Bullet after bullet, they escaped the muzzle of her rifle. To what avail?
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39. A firm, decisive blast blew her to the ground. It shook her bones throughout her body, as a few choice words muttered out of her mouth. The woozy feeling, plus the pain made her collapse on the ground, free for Stalker to consume... or capture, if they would so like too.
40. (Wisteria)
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43. [11:08] The Stalker had brought home a prey. The floating maw, invisible beside that grinning set of teeth, was holding the prisoner by the nape. Looking at Luna she growled, holding the prized magi between its maw. It talked telepathically to everyone around at the same time.
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45. "[I caught a meatbag. Does anyone have a collar? We have things to do, Luna. I am restraining myself from eating it, I believe we may be able to do some things more worthwhile with her.]"
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47. It was true that a live magi could often hold more value than a dead one. So the Stalker, whos hunger was almost impossible to satiate, was yet restraining itself from chewing through this bag of meat regardless.
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49. The stalker then brought the captive forward to Luna, letting go of her and making her body crash into the ground... treating her with an absolute complete lack of care.
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51. Once its mouth was free, it finally spoke using its voice.
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53. "Collar her. And lets move inside. We must secure our prize."
54. (Stalker)
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57. [11:10] Ingolf Äs Nödt yawns.
58. (Ingolf Äs Nödt)
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61. [11:21] Still nursing her horrible, awful, very no good permanent injury in the square, Luna's recovery is suddenly interrupted by a grand victory.
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63. "...Oho? My, my, if it isn't another one! Today's been eventful, indeed." From her hip, a collar is retrieved-- and then put back as Mahatma comes in clutch and provides another. The witch kneels down next to the captive, and without skipping a beat simply slaps the collar down around her neck. Rude.
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65. "Charged, locked, aaaand..." Click! "...Subdued. Would you like the remote? I think we can make it respond to your mana easily enough! What a capture, though! I've seen this one prowling around, skulking, adventuring... I haven't been able to flag them down myself just yet, though-
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67. Buuut... We're gonna have all the time we need to figure that out now, right? Who, from where, why you raised your hand against ourDemons... Ahaha, it's gonna be great! Maybe you even know some useful stuff!
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69. We'll have to see, won't we? I'm itching to get started! Let's, let's!"
70. (Luna)