Cyan's chest hurt. Probably from screaming and panic, although he couldn't function enough to think at the time.
For some reason, there also seemed to be an earthquake. Weird.
And then his arm started hurting.
As if something was beating it. Weird.
A groan escaped his mouth as his eyes fluttered. Everything went black again. And cold. And more comfortable. Darkness was good. There were no snakes there.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Finnegan Darby on Jun 20, 2012 22:51:06 GMT -5
While Amira went off and was such an awesome friend to fainted Cyan, Finny focused on his newfound puppy friend. It looked up at him and its ears went back; Finnegan knew that to be a sign of, like, adoration, or whatever. See! His mother had always said different but Finny knew he was good with pets.
The dog barked in an obviously happy fashion and hopped at him. Finny spread his arms wide like he thought he would catch the puppy in his arms -- instead, he just kind of fell on his ass when it collided with his legs. The boy laughed delightedly and just picked himself back up, blatant happiness on his dumb Hufflepuff face.
"Whatta good boy!" he crooned, watching with some jealousy as the puppy went over to Cyan. Mannn, Cy had all the luck. Or maybe, the puppy was just such a good dog, it knew it had to go over to Cyan to wake his fainted ass up! Oh man! Just like in Lassy! "I'm going to name you Sparky," he decided abruptly, giving the dog a big smile. It was such a totally original name, and super amazing, too. Just like him! Hahah, what a pair the two of them would make, charging around Firefox and flirting with every girl/boy in sight.
Finnegan sighed happily. Best day ever. Man, he loved Charms class. Or, shit, wait, what were they doing again?
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 21, 2012 12:19:59 GMT -5
Amira's eyes widened as the wolf's tail stopped moving and its ears pinned back. It charged at Finny and he landed on his butt and began to laugh. The blond girl looked down at Cyan who's eyes began to open. She smiled down at him and was all excited because he woke up, then he passed out again. Great.
The wolf began to near them. Amira lowered herself back down to the ground and grabbed onto Cyan's wrist and then shook his whole arm. She had to wake him up somehow and fast.
I mean, like how bad would it be to be woken up by a wolf that's eating you. That would really suck.
"Cyan, wake up," she rushed, still jiggling his arm all different directions.
In the meantime, Finny named the wolf Sparky. Amira didn't really know how to react to that. She would almost rather him have the little snake as a pet as compared to the wolf that kept coming closer to them.
Willow stared at the fainted boy with her head cocked to the side, giving him another, harder nudge with her nose. Well, all right then. It seemed that one wasn't going much of anywhere. Giving the equivalent of another shrug, Willow looked at the girl with some curiosity.
Sparky.
The lycanthrope sneezed at him, ears swiveling, tail wagging. How the hell was she supposed to get these kids out of the woods? Maybe she should have gone all fearsome beast and just chased them out. But the boy would have fainted and then what would she do? At least nothing had shown up with a taste for flesh.
Thoughtful, Willow stood near the fainted boy's head and barked sharply in his ear. Wake up, idiot.
These kids had to have come to the woods for a reason. Unfortunately, being a wolf, Willow didn't have the ability to ask them what that reason was.
Willow bounded back to the boy who had named her Sparky - would the professor of the same name find it funny? - and tugged at his sleeve, wiggling and whining. Tugging him towards the way out.
If he had a good reason to stay maybe he's mention it before she hauled him back to the school. Something like that.
What was that?! he wondered, utterly confused. His blue eyes blinked furiously. And what was he surrounded by trees and hufflepuffs and a dog?
Oh, yeah...
The lone slytherin straightened up, sluggishly holding his head. It throbbed. Man, he hated snakes. Erm, but wait... If they were in Fenrir's Wood, then there would not be any "dogs," meaning that was not a dog, meaning...
Oh, crap.
And perhaps Finny would be its dinner. Would Cyan save him...?
Nah--he felt more sorry for the lycan. Or wolf. His head hurt.
He wobbled lamely toward Amira. "What is..." Did he really want to know what was going on? It looked like a--Actually, a wolf wouldn't get that close, would it?--a lycan was trying to drag them out of the woods. No, he really did not want to know. He shook his head, a few hairs glued to his pallid face.
"Did you get the Valerian root? What about the... snake?"
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Finnegan Darby on Jun 23, 2012 11:28:36 GMT -5
His brand new puppy did an excellent job of waking Cyan's lazy ass up. He went to go pat him on the head, but the dog came running at him instead, and grabbed at his sleeve with its adorable toothy little mouth. "Awwww, Sparkles!" He hugged the puppy, content. "Look, guys! He loves me!"
Cyan finally got up, looking like hell -- Finnegan snickered loudly -- and then asked about some stupid root thing. The blond looked confused, and scratched at his fluffy yellow head. "What's a viagra root? And Amira put the snake away." He brightened, and grinned at his super most best friend in the entire world. "Why? Do you want him back?" He raised his wand, ready to summon a whole horde of serpents if that's what Cyan wanted. That's just what friends did for each other!
Last Edit: Jun 23, 2012 11:29:35 GMT -5 by Finnegan Darby
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 23, 2012 13:53:24 GMT -5
The wolf neared them and did something completely unexpected. It stuck it's nose on Cyan's face and nudged. Then barked in his ear. Cyan woke up. It was about freaking time. Amira released his arm and stood up. Cyan walked toward her like a helpless drunk.
The blond girl watched as the wolf grabbed a hold of Finny's sleeves and pulled him. Would a wolf really be so loving? By loving, I mean not eating them all.
Finny shouted something about a viagra root. She blushed slightly, before adding, "No, Finny. A Valerian Root. It's what we came here to get originally for our potions assignment."
Was there even such thing as a viagra root?
Cyan asked about the snakes. All gone. Then Finny raised his wand and was going to offer more snakes to Cyan. She shook her head and sighed.
As fun as this adventure was, it would probably be best to get what they came for and scram.
"We've been a little too distracted to do anything," she took a glance at Finny.
At least the kid had finally woken up, even if it was likely he might be partially deaf in one ear. Willow seemed pleased, muzzled parting in semblance of a grin and tongue lolling out. It was so hot. Too hot to be loping around the woods playing baby sitter. What was the kid mumbling about?
Valerian root. How many times had Willow gnawed at the plant when she couldn't sleep? It grew fairly well in the woods, or at least near the water where the creek eroded the ground to rock. It usually popped up in a dried out creek bed, and with the current heat those were easy to find.
Willow gave the boy's face a lick and wiggled out of the hug. The wolf part of her, the more dog-leaning part, was thrilled with the attention. She was a pack animal, and only recently had the pack been making any appearances at all. So affection was nice.
Getting three kids eaten wasn't.
It happened that Willow knew exactly where a creek was. Or rather, used to be. Now it was little more than sandy bottom and rock earth. Maybe there would be Valerian root there?
The girl seemed to be the most intelligent in Willow's mind, so without a thought the lycanthrope loped over to her, seizing her sleeve and tugged once more, careful not to nick the student with her teeth. Come on, come on. She attempted to drag the girl along, but it turned out to be very difficult to run backwards as a wolf. Her legs just weren't made for it.
Frustrated, she let go, took a few steps and stared at them, tail wagging slowly. For further enunciation, her head jerked to one side. This way, idiots.
Thank the wizardly heavens almighty that Amira was there. If it were just Finny and Cyan, Cyan wouldn't know what to do.
Ignoring the idiot blond, Cyan paid more attention to the intelligent blond.
He just wanted to get the damn root and flee. Was that so hard?
That Finny. Things would have been so much better without him.
ANYWAY, the lycan clearly wanted the trio to follow it, and, considering that they probably had nothing to lose, he figured it was probably a good idea. Cyan's blue eyes flickered over to Amira as he shrugged and began following the not-doggy.
He continued to ignore Finny. Because Finny was such a douche.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 24, 2012 10:30:54 GMT -5
The wolf charged at Amira. She flinched as its teeth clamped down on her sleeves. It tried to drag her and she willingly went with Finny's pet. It turned around and pretty much told them to go with it.
The blond girl walked toward Sparky the wolf, after looking at Cyan for a second.
Finny was further away being weird. Show the way to what? Chances are, Finny didn't even know what they were supposed to look for.
She didn't really know why they were following a wolf that could eat them at any second, but who cared. Adventures were adventures and totally awesome fun!
About god damn time. With the three kiddies in tow, Sparky Willow the wolf broke into a jog. Now and then she paused to make sure they were behind her, but for the most part she ignored them. It took maybe five minutes to find the dried creek bed, and to her relief a few Valerian plants had taken root in the rocks on what had been the bottom.
With a sharp 'woof', Willow sat down a yard or so away, ears pricked forward. Waiting. As soon as they had their damn plant she would make them leave and get back to ...
"Thank... you?" asked--no, stated Cyan when they arrived to... um, what appeared to be the roots for their assignment. Proper roots.
Wait, wondered Cyan idly as he meandered toward the plants, then what were were messing around in before?
He quickly knelt down, hasty to get this over and get out of here as soon as possible. Was the sun setting? Oh, crap, it was, wasn't it? Wasting no time, he began gathering the root and cutting some tendrils free with a pocketknife he pulled from his pocket. He cut them from different plants like they were supposed to. Upon gathering a satisfactory amount, he reached for his bag.
Only he didn't have it.
He dropped it by the previous patch.
Rolling his eyes, Cyan pulled out his wand. "Accio bag." And so came the bag, narrowly missing Finny's damnable head. (Secretly, he kinda wished it really had hit Finny's head.)
After loading up, he glanced at his, er, two torturers partners.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Finnegan Darby on Jun 25, 2012 0:05:40 GMT -5
Sparky the amazing puppy of love and compassion dragged Faithful Amira and Co (himself included) to some unknown destination. When Finny's dog stopped, Cyan thanked it like some total weird-ass. Duh, sure Sparky was a smart dog, but that didn't mean he could understand English.
Anyway, Cyan summoned his bag (it went whooshing by Finny's cutely yellow head, making his hair whip into his equally adorable bright blue eyes) and then went about collecting some weird plants. Finny yawned and didn't cover his mouth, watching his best friend totally be a bro and get enough plants for all of them to use. Moving over to Cyan, he clapped the Slytherin on his shoulder. "You're the best, Cy," he proclaimed. "The best." He couldn't remember what else they were supposed to do on the assignment. Maybe... eat the plant? Yeah, that was it. He'd let Cyan go first.
Last Edit: Jun 25, 2012 0:06:06 GMT -5 by Finnegan Darby
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 26, 2012 14:55:14 GMT -5
The trio followed the wolf to a dry creek bed. Amira looked at the plants that had begun to fill it. It looked a lot closer to the picture of the Valerian root than what they had earlier. The blond female hufflepuff cocked her head to the side and stared at it awkwardly.
It was probably nothing.
Cyan didn't seem to bothered by it. He began to cut the roots before summoning his bag, which almost hit Finny. So close, but yet so far away. Regardless, Amira snickered at him.
Amira walked forward to the plants and began breaking off some sprigs and just holding them in her hand. She didn't think ahead like Cyan to bring a bag. She could just hold them for a while. When she finished, Finny had his hand on Cyan's shoulder. Was he petting him?
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