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I GOT A BONE TO PICK
[W]iskerI GOT A BONE TO PICK
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] Honnestly argus would normally feel discouraged within a set like this. Five people set against one sole occupant. Though it seemed were better off watching her get her ass kicked- that didn't stop the fact that they would all pull in if Argus so much as made a wrong move. That being said, it would- if not for Argus's current mental state be almost a piece of paper with scribbled drawings of murder. She was a blank slate, almost emotionless husk of an individual with the vague sense of malice. A quick wit was the only thing that made the difference from her eyes glazeing over right then and there.
Similar to beck, argus had a way of scouting people by finding their spirit and tracing that. The use of said ability was flawed, in that it didn't usually work well over long distances unless there was some spiritual reshi that was left in the area. something that- usually dissipated in a days worth. Argus only came by on the vague sense of wondering on her feet. Letting her feet stumble until she had enough sense to give herself a clear advantage within the trees.
"Pirate? Maybe i came to claim a few bounties of my own. wouldn't that be interesting?"Argus kept her voice flat dull eyes watching the armored wolf. The alabaster watcher stepping from between the branches of her own hide. Landing onto the ground with a soft thump. Wings still tightly coiled around her body like a secondary layer. Hiding the large brazen symbol etched along her shoulder.
Fenris was a dark blemish along the watcher's notice. Bright and fiery. The polar opposite of the first one to greet her- or the seemingly only one to. At least he was a little friendly, if ominous and... well emotionally aloof. Argus wasn't here to pry though. Argus was trying to start a fight and overthinking thinks was the exact reason why she choose a place that wouldn't question her much beyond the normal pirate looking for an easy kill.
Killian was the softie. Concern for the enemy wasn't tolerated by many clans, and while she thought the same was for the tanglegrowth- as long as he didn't voice it it could be easily denied. Argus zeroed in on the third amount the group that gathered around her. A aura of a plan settling along her frontal cortex- maybe she could capitalize on the other's obvious weakness-
something pinged off to the side of her senses
It was too late. By the time the white shinigami managed to turn to the side beck was already upon her. The great stage aiming to gore her along it's branches. While the leader was- a spirit she had little doubt that he could go corporal. while she could go incorporeal in before he attacked- she was unsure of her ability to predict the little spirit's actions. It was split second. A fraction of a blink Argus's left wing shot out. Fanning across her entire side and blocking beck from seeing her for long enough for his antlers to pierce the 7th limb. Well- there went her ability to make a hasty exit. Not that she really used her wings as often as she should. honestly, there was such a downside to having wings on this body. Hollow frail bones. With the ability to fly- maybe it was manageable. But argus was faulty in that she feared the skies.
While the buck made no attempts to stop charging. The beast wasn't allowing anymore damage to sustain her. She braced on her broken limb. pushing against it and letting the muscles of the soon-failing wing give her a boost into the air. With a violent snap she pulled the wing back to her side mid air. Using both feathered limbs to angle her decent on the buck- while still physical. Red eyes narrowed, grin stretched across her features as she aimed to land on becks back. Dull ironed talons sinking into his hide hopefully to tether her to the rampaging hide. She only had seconds- unknowing how long he would remain physically tied to this realm before becoming incorporeal. While she didn't have her own blade to otherwise dispose of the clumsy spirit. She could do something a little out of protocol. Something completely her that she was sure her ex-organization would expect of her.
Because she knew it was beck. For the same reason that the spirit knew that she wasn't exactly mortal if he chanced to looked at her longer than to just plan an attack. A wicked smile settled onto her expression as she leaned in to speak softly. Her voice barely able to hear to the stag- probably. But her intention it was only for the leader. "Seems like you've got something good for you. More so than you did while living- I'm sure. Wouldn't it be a shame to have to depart from this place so violently? You should know better than to attack so blindly the very being that could send you quickly to whatever afterlife you deserve." and her words were quickly covered by the onlookers by a snarl. The white creature ripping herself off the other's back with attempt to rend his sides as she went down.
She was well aware of her own powers. Her ability to outlive almost everyone around her almost a sure-fire for the prized spot of leader in a blink of her already eternal life. Argus was silently dreading the day that she was put in charge of the group. Argus could lead fine- she could overthrow the current leader without her eyes- or in this case wings. But argus was not interested in leading. She was interested in following for the mere ability of not having to deal with the extra stress. She was powerful, ruthless and just the kind of leader the typhoon may need. But argus was impulsive and reckless, sending many clans to their own downfall with a flick of her wrists. If by time came that Argus became deputy- in this mindset of her's she would no doubt run from her home in attempts to get rid of the position. So she was fully aware of being a puppet, but being a puppet was better than letting her own power get to her head- like it seemed to for beck.
"Maa, that was really rude you know. Just because i claim a place as my home. Means little in what kind of person i can be- or what i agree with." Which is funny, because she just got promoted to the placeholder for assistant deputy within the clan. But hey- a little exercise in individuality was what kept pincher on his toes. "Maybe i came here seeking like minded people in seeing my own clan's demise. Well- you've made your point pretty clear without even asking mine. How presumptions. " Which- wasn't the truth but it held an inkling of truth. My, how the tables have turned. Argus in her first years of life would have never done such a thing. But this one was snarky and manipulative. One thing was for sure, assuming something of her wasn't smart. And even taking her words as truth wasn't either.
Similar to beck, argus had a way of scouting people by finding their spirit and tracing that. The use of said ability was flawed, in that it didn't usually work well over long distances unless there was some spiritual reshi that was left in the area. something that- usually dissipated in a days worth. Argus only came by on the vague sense of wondering on her feet. Letting her feet stumble until she had enough sense to give herself a clear advantage within the trees.
"Pirate? Maybe i came to claim a few bounties of my own. wouldn't that be interesting?"Argus kept her voice flat dull eyes watching the armored wolf. The alabaster watcher stepping from between the branches of her own hide. Landing onto the ground with a soft thump. Wings still tightly coiled around her body like a secondary layer. Hiding the large brazen symbol etched along her shoulder.
Fenris was a dark blemish along the watcher's notice. Bright and fiery. The polar opposite of the first one to greet her- or the seemingly only one to. At least he was a little friendly, if ominous and... well emotionally aloof. Argus wasn't here to pry though. Argus was trying to start a fight and overthinking thinks was the exact reason why she choose a place that wouldn't question her much beyond the normal pirate looking for an easy kill.
Killian was the softie. Concern for the enemy wasn't tolerated by many clans, and while she thought the same was for the tanglegrowth- as long as he didn't voice it it could be easily denied. Argus zeroed in on the third amount the group that gathered around her. A aura of a plan settling along her frontal cortex- maybe she could capitalize on the other's obvious weakness-
something pinged off to the side of her senses
It was too late. By the time the white shinigami managed to turn to the side beck was already upon her. The great stage aiming to gore her along it's branches. While the leader was- a spirit she had little doubt that he could go corporal. while she could go incorporeal in before he attacked- she was unsure of her ability to predict the little spirit's actions. It was split second. A fraction of a blink Argus's left wing shot out. Fanning across her entire side and blocking beck from seeing her for long enough for his antlers to pierce the 7th limb. Well- there went her ability to make a hasty exit. Not that she really used her wings as often as she should. honestly, there was such a downside to having wings on this body. Hollow frail bones. With the ability to fly- maybe it was manageable. But argus was faulty in that she feared the skies.
While the buck made no attempts to stop charging. The beast wasn't allowing anymore damage to sustain her. She braced on her broken limb. pushing against it and letting the muscles of the soon-failing wing give her a boost into the air. With a violent snap she pulled the wing back to her side mid air. Using both feathered limbs to angle her decent on the buck- while still physical. Red eyes narrowed, grin stretched across her features as she aimed to land on becks back. Dull ironed talons sinking into his hide hopefully to tether her to the rampaging hide. She only had seconds- unknowing how long he would remain physically tied to this realm before becoming incorporeal. While she didn't have her own blade to otherwise dispose of the clumsy spirit. She could do something a little out of protocol. Something completely her that she was sure her ex-organization would expect of her.
Because she knew it was beck. For the same reason that the spirit knew that she wasn't exactly mortal if he chanced to looked at her longer than to just plan an attack. A wicked smile settled onto her expression as she leaned in to speak softly. Her voice barely able to hear to the stag- probably. But her intention it was only for the leader. "Seems like you've got something good for you. More so than you did while living- I'm sure. Wouldn't it be a shame to have to depart from this place so violently? You should know better than to attack so blindly the very being that could send you quickly to whatever afterlife you deserve." and her words were quickly covered by the onlookers by a snarl. The white creature ripping herself off the other's back with attempt to rend his sides as she went down.
She was well aware of her own powers. Her ability to outlive almost everyone around her almost a sure-fire for the prized spot of leader in a blink of her already eternal life. Argus was silently dreading the day that she was put in charge of the group. Argus could lead fine- she could overthrow the current leader without her eyes- or in this case wings. But argus was not interested in leading. She was interested in following for the mere ability of not having to deal with the extra stress. She was powerful, ruthless and just the kind of leader the typhoon may need. But argus was impulsive and reckless, sending many clans to their own downfall with a flick of her wrists. If by time came that Argus became deputy- in this mindset of her's she would no doubt run from her home in attempts to get rid of the position. So she was fully aware of being a puppet, but being a puppet was better than letting her own power get to her head- like it seemed to for beck.
"Maa, that was really rude you know. Just because i claim a place as my home. Means little in what kind of person i can be- or what i agree with." Which is funny, because she just got promoted to the placeholder for assistant deputy within the clan. But hey- a little exercise in individuality was what kept pincher on his toes. "Maybe i came here seeking like minded people in seeing my own clan's demise. Well- you've made your point pretty clear without even asking mine. How presumptions. " Which- wasn't the truth but it held an inkling of truth. My, how the tables have turned. Argus in her first years of life would have never done such a thing. But this one was snarky and manipulative. One thing was for sure, assuming something of her wasn't smart. And even taking her words as truth wasn't either.