forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Cas pouted, jamming his hands in his pockets. "Just trying to warn you. I've known plenty of people who've lost their minds to dark magic, or made deals with devils."

“I’m aware of what the consequences could be, and I also appreciate the concern, but I’ll be able to handle it,” Lucy said, her smile now shifting to a forced, polite one.

As he continued, eventually Orion slowed to a stop. Motioning, he directed their attention to the behemoth a good forty feet away from them. A beast of hulking, bulging muscle, looking as if it was only held together by stitches. At first appearing pink and red, it took a moment for them to realize that the creature had no skin, the showing muscle was the cause of the color. In places there is bone exposed, and where it walks the grass shrivels and dies. Watching, they see a rabbit moving across the field, and Orion shakes his head a moment before it is caught. The crunch of bone is audible from where they are hidden, and Orion motions to watch and wait.

Lata crouches as she watches the monster. She frowned at the sound of bone breaking. In a whisper she asked Orion what the plan of action would be, sparking up a small illusion of the monster falling over dead in her palm.

(lol) Sam squinted at the monster before fishing his glasses out of his pocket. Cas frowned, forked tongue darting out for a moment. The creature's chest seemed to be open, ribs exposed to reveal an empty chest cavity. Or, well, empty except for an intricate golden key jutting from it like the creature had been stabbed with it. Cas looked to Sam. "Is that it?" he whispered. Sam nodded

Orion doesn't wait for a plan, he just gets up and starts walking toward the monster. As he walks, the faint flash of a blade sparks, the cut shallow, but bleeding. The moment the first drop hits the ground the beast turns toward him, eyes bulging grotesquely. Speaking softly, he calls back, "Do not cause it unnecessary pain. It is in enough already. We make this quick."

Sam nodded, standing up and taking his glasses off again. Cas rolled up his sleeves, revealing runes similar to the ones on Sam's body. They sparked blue, and several small shields materialized as his arms seemed to spike with feathers. Molten blades extended from Sam's hands, flames crackling around him

Lata summoned illusions to surround the monster, distracting it from Sam, Orion, Cas, and Lucy. She hoped that it would be enough. She watched as it continued to bat away a few of them, and had to summon them straight back. By the end of this, she would likely feel a bit tired.

Sam ran out from the cover of the brush, aiming for the creature's back. It seemed to sense him however, and it knocked him back with one massive, bony hand. He hit the ground with a thud, and one of Cas's shields stopped him from rolling any further. Sam got to his feet, scowling, and Cas started to bonk the creature in the head with a few small shields to distract it

(Lmao)

Lucy moved from her spot, book and bag tossed aside now. “Mors Lumine,” she murmured to herself, heat singeing it’s side. If she hadn’t been more experienced with the spell, it should have caused the part of the creature to burst into flames.

Orion waited a moment, drew a hasty rune on his arm, and put a slash through it. Falls to his knees as the rune hits him, looks up, eyes glowing blue. Running. Lunging. Leaping. Batting at him, the necrotic arm passes right through, as if Orion isn't there at all. At the last moment the beast turns, and his claws rake into shoulder instead of throat. With a feral grin, when it swats at him again he uses the momentum to jump off, rolling to his feet.

Sam's eyes widen as Orion jumps away from the creature. Using its distraction he gets to his feet, running up behind the creature and grabbing onto the hilt of the key protruding from the creature's back. He yanks at it, and the creature screeches horribly as the key slips an inch or so into Sam's grasp. Its screech turns to a snarl, and it seems to whip around towards Sam. It does a sort of roll while jumping, flinging Sam away again. A strange liquid pours from its throat that looks almost like molten flesh. It stares at Sam for a moment before lunging at him. It rams its face directly into a glowing blue shield, its face sizzling from the impact. It screeches again, and before it realizes it Cas is behind it, a feathered arm slashing up to knock it away from Sam