(It gets worse for him lmao…)
Aether
“We did meet before…earlier…” She gave him a smile. “I’m not one to judge…I think.” She got up and followed him, trying to support him. “You sound like an old grandpa…tired.”

Fuyumi
“F A T H E R, YOU FOOOOLLLLLL.” She accidentally stepped on cotton, and tripped. She fell down with an ‘oof’ but not before she rolled him to the exact opposite of the doorway. She brushed herself as she got up, and shot after her father, kicking the other dragon (flying kick) in the head.

Kaeya
Shaking his head in annoyance, he calmly analyzed the other dragon. “Hmmm, one of those fighting ‘dogs’ i presume?” He lunged once more at the other dragon, ducking a claw and raking at the dragons chest, as if to rip his heart out, blood flying everywhere. (RIP yuri…millions of papercuts and minor shallow wounds. Perm to break a bone?)


(OFC PERM TO STAB. MWAHAHAHA TUMBLE SHALL SUFFER FOR UNDERESTIMATING A PROTECTIVE FATHER)

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(im not really sure what to reply with now so i guess béryl has become an official bystander )

(also, i know i just talked out of OOC, but make sure at least a good majority of the time you guys are using the OOC chat or ur pms, as that’s what they’re there for!)

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Yuri
|"Ha, never been compared toa grandpa before. Most think me still a child, but, alas, I do feel like an elder."| Groaning, he hobbled a few steps before stopping and collapsing on the floor. Retching up bile, he struggled to his feet and stood up again.|"They, are hurting each other! I think one of th-"| Spewing bile again, he wiped something from his mouth. Looking at his hands, he was shocked to see them streaked with red. |"Well, that's not good. I must help them though."| Walking forward slowly, he ignored Aethers inevitable complaints and kept forward, ignoring the pain in his chest, back, and head. Everyone once in a while he would stumble, but he did not fall again. |

Cotton
|(OW! SUN OF A BITCH THAT HURT!) Finding himself on the ground, he allowed himself to try and struggle free. he could feel the ice giving, but it wouldn't budge yet. Realizing he was wasting his time, he focused first on freeing his hand. Screaming internally, he managed to summon enough will to his half-asleep hand to rip it free. it came out of the ice with a shattering of glass and a thousand shards of sky-blue crystal. Then, now that his hand was free, he pulled ice off as quick as he could, mumbling curses.|

Tumbleweed
|Screaming at the dragon who dared hurt him, he summoned the fire within him and spat it at the one in front of him. He knew it wouldn't do damage, but he didn't need it to. He needed it just to distract the enemy, and the bright light would do just that. Ignoring the pain in his chest, he lurched forward his enemy, even as he scratched him, and stabbed his tail straight into the meaty part of the spine. The familiar pain and pleasure shot through him as he injected venom into his prey. he couldn't wait to see them writhe. Spitting another ball of liquid fire, he snapped at the girl who kicked at him, and slapped her with the thick part of his tail. (The FOOLs! they left the door open! But I cant get inside, Cotton will have to come out.) Roaring, he slashed and bit and slashed and bit at the main target. Tumble was a whirlwind of teeth and claws, never attcking one place twice. First he was on the left, then he attacked the right, then the middle. (You must be dying at the moment from pure pain, oh, I will make it WORSE FOR THIS MOTHER FUCKER!)|

and of course, normally, but I htought u allowed me to inject poison, that normally like, incapacitates a dragon for at least a minute. Its like pure pain, it doesnt harm you, but it feels as if you heart might stop simply from the pain. I mean, I could have just stabbed you if you want, but I thought you told me yes :( sad scorpion dragon//

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Aether
Worried, she tailed him, making sure he avoided major obstacles. What would she do? Oh right, light. She bended the light into the shape of a fox, attempting to lead Yuri.

Fuyumi
She blocked the hit with her arms, (SON OF A- IT HURT), and made a frozen area. Literally a winter wonderland. Icicles were thrown around by their fight, and some houses were. The inside of the tavern looked like Jack Frost had a home call. She leapt forward, hitting a wing very hard and covering it with ice.

Kaeya
HOLY CRAP THIS HURRRRTTTTSSSSS. Half mad with pain, he caught the wing in his mouth and twisted it, satisfied with the crunching noise. he twisted and shredded the wing joint and bones, writhing his body.

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(my characters are open for interaction.)

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Yuri
|He just suddenly collapsed. No warning, no wound, no flinching or writhing in pain. He just fainted, and as he fell, he smacked his head upon the ground with a -thunk-. His entire nervous system was freaking out, it felt like he was being boiled alive while his skin was being peeled by rusty spoons. Inside his brain, he was howling into the blankness around his mind in pure pain. Yuri had never felt such pain before, such pain was unnatural. Retreating deeper within himself, he curled into a tiny mental ball and screamed until his heart felt about to burst.|

Cottonmouth
|Raging within his bonds, he finally managed to break out. Grabbing his Cattleman, as his Big Iron was frozen by the devil's magic, he ran out of the front door. |"Dammit STOP! How is this a fair fight, you goddamn fools!"| Shooting straight into the air, he suddenly got a message from Tumble. Grumbling, he hid behind a barrel of whiskey, and aimed to shoot the big brute of a dragon. He had to compensate for the smaller barrel, but he would manage.|

perms//?

Tumbleweed
|Gritting his teeth, he could feel his torn wing. How much of a monster was this guy! He should be out cold, he was stabbed! Writhing like a caught snake, he spouted cure after curse at the group before him, especially at the ugly dragon brute. Thwapping him on the side of the head with his tail, he hoped to stun him. Since his wing was broken, he knew he couldn't escape, the only way to win this was to incapacitate the big guy. |"Damn you, dishonorable dogs! I will kill you, calling yourself "guardians!"| With a grunt, he stabbed once more into the dragons back, gushing more and more venom into the enemy until he was fairly swollen with it. With a -slic-, he slid the barbed tip out and attempted to gore the smaller humanoid with it, the one who so Rudley made the 1v1 a 2v1.|

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(It would bounce off…..)
Aether
She rushed toward Yuri, extremely worried. She poked him multiple times, attempting for a response. At least he was alive…She nudged him multiple times, including oushing him with her tail.

Fuyumi
“And how was you using poison on my father, ‘fair’?” She said in an icy cold voice, slicing the tendons that were now exposed, after flipping through the air.

Kaeya
He felt like passing out. He really did. But the pain made him grit his teeth, and since his teeth were in the other dragon’s flesh….

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Both of my characters are open/

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(my characters are open for interactions as well.)

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Clem, you could throw someone at blue if you want///

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(i suppose i could throw beryl at ya, since i left the interaction to be between winter and sepa)

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Sounds good//

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(ack, sorry for the late response! i was digging through 8 years worth of roleplay threads in an attempt to find an old one i made like 2 years ago xD)
(anywho — sounds good to me! where is blue?)

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I actually haven't even done a starter post for blue so your character can just walk into them anywhere//

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Yuri
|Yuri was flickering in an out of conscious, lost in a world of pain. Howling into the storm that surrounded his mind, his only thought was of escape. His entire body felt as if it were being dissolved in acid, and as an effect, he was losing grip on himself mentally. The string of his life felt as if it were being plucked. Int he tiny space he had left, he thought (So this is death, death's embrace. Hmmmm..... I thought it would be cold..........and quiet...........and calm.....I feel bad for Aether...she is probably....freaking out..........If she didn't run away....) After about a minute, he slowly came too, panting as if he had raced three triathlons. Looking about wildly, he spotted Aether looking over him. Still in too much pain to speak properly, he grunted and closed his eyes again, waiting for the waves of pain to stop.|

Cottonmouth
|Total freak out. That is what Cotton was experiencing, a total meltdown of any function. How had this gotten out of hand. He was just ruffing up some girl who decided to butt into HIS business, and suddenly there were three of them. And now his best friend, partner even, was fighting off two dragons. Sure, he knew how to fight probably better than anyone, but he wasn't built for fighting and even if he was, he wasn't built for long engagements. If anything, he was built for intimidation and quick incapacitation. And this stupid cattleman wasn't doing SHIT, he kept emptying chambers into the big brute, and he didn't know if the big guy even noticed them. Spitter would damage him, but it was frozen by the She-Devils magic. |"Shit, SHIT, SHITTTT! STAWP! We surrender, stop double-teaming him like a pack of hyenas! You sick monger beasts! "| Holding his hands up in the air, he glared fiercely at everyone who was around him. |"GET off of him, you ugly brute!"| He then emptied the rest of the chamber into the air to get everyone's intention.|

Tumbleweed
| He didn't know if he could win this. The big brute had taken all of his venom and was still fighting! Never mind just FIGHTING, he had RIPPED my wing out of it's socket and damaged much of the membrane and crushed much of the bone. What in HELL, no WHO in hell was this guy? Screaming in pain, he almost missed Cotton's message. Screaming again, for like the eight time, this time in anger, he ripped himself free, and backed off a little. He wasn't actively fighting now, just swiping at them if they came too close. Nursing his severely mauled wing, he wondered if he could fly again. This should never had happened; Cottonmouth wasn't doing nothing wrong. Someone just got offended and attacked him, at least that's what he got from Cotton's mind. Three of them jumped him, and now, they would probably take their revenge. Which would most likely mean they would be driven away. Which would be fine, IF I COULD FUCKING FLY!|

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