forum The Flock: A Maximum Ride Roleplay (Closed, 7/7)

Started October 08, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Hey!" Winston shouted, tackling the second Eraser before it could reach Reese, "Y'all jus' forget 'bout me?"

“You say that like I care which one of you freaks I take out first,” the Eraser replied, squirming in his grip.

Reese flexes his fingers and the balls of water froze and shot out of his hand like bullets, embedding themselves into the Eraser's leg

“You say that like I care which one of you freaks I take out first,” the Eraser replied, squirming in his grip.

"My feelings are so hurt," he growled, punctuating the sentence with a punch before releasing the Eraser and returning to his stance.

The Eraser growled in pain and stumbled back, but attacked again with a bite that, if aimed right, could be lethal. It all depended on if the little freak reacted in time.

The other Eraser stumbled for a moment before regaining his balance with a glare. “You’re gonna pay for that, you little freak!” he spat, feinting right and trying to punch him with his left.

Winston, caught off-guard, barely had time to spin to avoid a direct hit. The punch clipped the side of his head, feeling like a ton of bricks as he backed away.
"You guys really need to come up wit' some betta' insults," he grumbled.

Reese saw the Eraser attack again and stayed still. A couple months of being on the run had given enough knowledge to know that when a rabid animal runs straight for you, you shouldn't move unless you want something vital to be hit.

“Shut up, bird brain!” the Eraser growled, trying to tackle him.

He didn't aim it right. The bite landed on Reese's shoulder instead his neck, though it still drew blood and looked pretty painful. He brought the kid to the ground and pinned him down. "Don't worry," he growled lowly, blood dripping down his chin. "We only need the younger ones back at the School. You two are..disposable." he grinned.

“Shut up, bird brain!” the Eraser growled, trying to tackle him.

Winston slid out of the way, his foot lashing out and connecting with the Eraser's side. His face was the picture of calm as he followed up the kick with a left hook, aiming for the ear of the wolf-man.

The Eraser slid away, blinking hard. This time he jumped at Winston, but rolled between his legs and aimed to scratch him from behind.

Reese grinned and shook his head. "You wont be able to get them. You'll be dead!" He said gleefully, raising his hands and water from nearby fountains, cups, glasses, and faucets appeared in a fairly large ball above his head and he smiled. "Good luck!" He said and slammed it down, over the Eraser's head.

The Eraser slid away, blinking hard. This time he jumped at Winston, but rolled between his legs and aimed to scratch him from behind.

Winston's back arched as the claws dug int his skin, spinning to the side before any real damage could be done. Now he was pissed. He came at the Eraser with a flurry of blows, his face pulled into a heavy scowl. Unlike most, Winston's anger made his decision making even sharper, so each strike was placed precisely where he wanted it to go.

The Eraser screeched, though it was muffled by the water falling onto him. He crumpled, allowing Reese to wriggle free.

Jax glanced over at Fox and leaned against him, desperate for comfort. "I hope they're okay.." she murmured, the memories of torturous years in the School flooding her mind.

The Eraser winced against the beatings, his face twisted into an ugly snarl. He was losing strength, and the blows hurt but he wasn’t done yet. He managed to run between Winston’s legs again to avoid the blows, dripping blood from his many wounds now. He glared at Winston, before sniffing. “I smell more freaks,” he taunted. “Where are they? They must be near…” He took a deep breath, glancing at the McDonald’s before looking back at Winston. He suspected they were there, though he couldn’t be sure until he saw the freak’s reaction.

His face was as still as stone as he pressed forward again, swinging a vicious uppercut that would be a sure-fire knock-out if it connected.