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|Azura's Current Illusion: None|
Oh dear gods the thing would not stop talking
Azura was frozen in fear, her legs trembling as her illusion threatened to drop. Only a quick glance to look at Crescent gave her enough courage to keep her illusion up, which gave Azura at least a little confidence knowing that all the others saw was a snarling oversized Mightyena. A part of her mind almost laughed at it.[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
A very small part of Crescent pitied the Alakazam, but a quick bolt of pain from her scythe told her why they were in the situation. Her maroon eyes narrowed as she growled quietly. This thing
had killed that poor growlithe and doomed them to die from a fucking legend
. With a growl, her claws shimmered with a Pursuit. If they tried to escape, she'd be ready."Do you know what enrages me? Being preached at by a murderer!"
Azura's growl was amplified by the Arcanine's words. This was a demon
! And demons were unable to be civil! This thing
was a murderer! A Dark Pulse flickered at her paws. No more would she run! She was going to face this demon![You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Azura snarled. "Shut up you demon!"
The word was filled with venom that Azura didn't know she had. A part of her was surprised. Where did this sudden ferocity come from?
The Zorua thought, but her eyes blazed with a fury she didn't know she had. "Hell! That is enough!"
She only slightly flinched at the Arcanine's words, her eyes trained in on the undead that was currently in front of them"Love,"
Crescent froze. Azura's eyes widened, both her own and the illusion's. That was... "Nnn-n-n-ni-"
The other growlithe stutters out the first few syllables on their name. "Ni... kora..."
The Arcanina finishes the word, and the growlithe barks in confirmation. Azura's lgs start shaking and her illusion threatens to break again. "Legends above ... Nikora."
Crescent was unable to move, her maroon eyes fixated on the advancing undead pup. "Look, look everyone!" She's here, Nikora's still alive!
Crescent took in a shaky breath. "That... She's not... Alive..."
Her words were strangled as her throat closed up and refused to cooperate with the words she desperately wanted to say. "She's found us, Nikora!"
No, no, no. This is not right
! Azura wanted to scream for them to stop, to leave them alone, that it was dangerous, that they'd be turned, but her body and refused to cooperate."Gggeeorrge.""Oh... Oh no.... you shouldn't be as you are..."
Cresent's face morphed into one of disbelief. What the fuck
did that freak think would happen?! "Well, yes, its dangerous to travel alone!"
Oh god they were still able to talk - even giggle
. "I do feel a stiff too, but I've found my group again so its alright"
Crescent's words refused to cooperate. It's not them! George, that is not Nikora!
Her thoughts would not form into the words she so desperately wanted them to create. "No, no she shouldn't be hurt like this because of you, but she's here now.. she's here with us.. and she should be."
This was the wrong scene. This should not
be happening. Azura's eyes were wide, her jaws parted as her breath came in short, sharp pants as she began to panic. Her illusion was slipping. The form of the Mightyena she had projected flickered for a moment, before completely fizzing out. All that was left was Azura, a small Zorua who was so terrified that her legs had already given out on her."We shouldn't of left you,"
Crescent took a few stiff steps towards George, drawing up beside Smith. "I told you we shouldn't have left her!"
The pup was furious at them for making them leave his mate, but to have them reunited like this? This was not how things were supposed to be. "You made me leave her!""Its alright George,"
The undead Growlithe nuzzled the pup, making Crescent's fur crawl just watching them. "Because I love you."
Love was certainly a powerful driver, but for Nikora to come back from the dead because of it? In a way, it was the perfect love story. The perfect love story gone horribly, horribly wrong. "I love you, to death."
Something in Nikora's tone made Crescent shudder, her fur spiking up. This would not end well at all.
Azura turned her head and toned them out. From the look on Crescent's face, the Absol had done the same. Maroon eyes meet purple ones and Azura trots forward to stand by Crescent, jumping up onto the Absol's back to feel safer in the higher perch. Not that it'd do much anyway. "Crescent... What, what's going on?"
She whispered to the Absol, who shook their head. "I don't know Az'."
She whispered back, tuning back into the conversation when Smith spoke."Lad--""Whats wrong?"
Crescent was gobsmacked. George didn't now what was wrong
with this situation?! "Why do you all look so.. disturbed?"
Azura blinked, but bit back her sharp reply of 'because there's a goddamn undead
standing beside you and you're doing nothing about it!' "You."
The venom in Smith's voice made Azura flinch as the Aggron rounded on the Harbinger. "Yer'd better have a good explanation fer this, wretch."
Crescent growled her agreement. "What the hell caused this? Haven't we been through enough pain?"
The Absol growled, glaring at the eldrich horror. Azura snarled her agreement. "Have you not had your fun tormenting us, demon?!""There is no need for that."
Azura's eyes narrowed and her jaws snapped shut as she turned to face Nikora. "This is a good thing."
Azura's jaw almost fell open. How the hell was this a good thing
Oh god even George was thinking that it was a good thing. "Why are you all acting like its not?"
Crescent took a breath and glanced back at George. Something would have to be done. "It isn't good, because now we have not one insanely strong undead, but now we also have your deceased mate to be weary of now. Both are definitely not good things."
((OOC: Ah, feels good to get back into the swing of things :D))