forum Dystopian Fantasy RP aw yeah (Private)

Started May 02, 2018 by @Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

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(oof that was a little later than I expected)
"Come on this way," Rick said, dashing down the street towards the tractor store. "There's gotta be a shaky building we could lure him into."

"I'm sure we'll be able to find one, this place is so eroded all the buildings are crumbling anyway." Tanrial called, running to catch up with Rick, "That one!" She pointed to a building not to far away that should hold the beast down for long enough.

Rick quickly veered in that direction. "All right, time to run the gap. Can you use your magic to help it collapse behind us as we go through?"

"Yeah, I can… hopefully." The creature was gaining on them as they ran. It was going to be a tight fit for them to get in and out while they trapped the thing.

Rick barely stopped at the door, smashing it open with a kick and darting inside. "Looks like a straight shot to the back. I'll run ahead to get the door–make sure it follows us in."

"Got it, hurry up then!" Tanrial said, stopping at the door for a moment before creature got to close and she ran through, using her power to crumble the atop floors and poles holding them up.

Rick sprinted across the large room, shoving any obstacle out of his way, and got to the back door just as the forest beast burst into the building. Rick threw the door open and waved at Tanrial. "Almost there!"

Tanrial looked back and hurried up her run until she was just by the door, turning around and throwing her arms out to finish the job as the building cracked and crumbled. The beast stopped and looked around for a moment while Tanrial ran out the last part of the building before it collapsed.

There was a furious roar from inside, but it was quickly drowned out by the rumble of cascading brick and metal. A huge plume of dust rose up, catching the sunlight prettily.
Ruck grinned. "Good job, team! Let's get out of here before it gets free, eh?"

Tanrial nodded, panting, "Yeah, yeah let's get going." She looked back at the building once more before heading away from it.

They went quickly out of town and walked along the road to catch up with the others. Rick reloaded and put away his shotgun, admiring the sun dappling through the trees on either side. "I gotta say, you have some moves. That magic sure seems useful."

"Yeah, useful and tiring. All I wanna do is sleep now." She said, looking over at Rick with a small smile.

"Oh, it's tiring? I guess that makes sense, most things are. Still–I wouldn't say no to some powers myself. Fire would be cool. That would be hard for folks to disrespect." He paused, glancing up at the clouds. "Not that I probably need much more respect than I already get with this many guns on my back."

Tanrial sighed, "Yeah, but you never know. Bernon thought he was entirely human until he met me and turns out he's not. It could be the same with you and then you wouldn't need the guns."

"You think so? I've always wondered. As a matter of fact, my dad used to say our family had forest beast blood in our veins, at least a little bit. Who knows, maybe I inherited some cool powers from them but never knew it." Rick looked excited at the thought.
(brb, having supper right quick)

Tanrial grinned at him, "It's possible. But why fire? Everyone thinks fire is the coolest power but I don't believe that. Like seriously, lightning or air or anything but everyone wants fire!" She laughed a little.
(Okay)

He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well….I s'pose it is a little cliche, ain't it? I guess I like it because it's darned useful. Don't the history books say that humans conquered the world with fire? Gotta admit, it's pretty classic."

Tanrial shrugged, "Guess so. But everyone's entitled to their own opinions so if you like fire then that's cool by me." She smiled at him.

He nodded. "And if you don't like it, that's fine by me too. Oh hey, looks like the others waited for us."
Sure enough, Mike and the fishermen were standing on the side of the road, watching them approach. Mike waved. "Are you two okay?" he called.

"Apart from feeling like I'm going to pass out we're fine. The creature isn't dead, just trapped under a building." Tanrial explained, shrugging a shoulder.

"Good. I'm glad you're both safe." Mike led the way as they stared off towards the village. "Think you can make it back to the tavern, Tanrial?"

Tanrial nodded, "Yeah, I can make it, don't worry about me." She gave him a half smile.

He returned the smile. "If you're sure. Thanks, by the way. You two made this mission a success instead of a disaster. I owe you one."

"Eh, it's fine. Let's just get back." She replied, releasing a long breath.

It took them a bit longer to get back than it had to head out because of the heavy loads they were carrying, but soon enough the lake came into view and the reached the end of the road. Bernon and Polla were on the front porch of the tavern, waiting for them. They waved as the group approached.
"Looks like you got what you wanted," Bernon said once they reached the dock. "How'd it go?"