[IC] Bloody Ties

[TheWendil]

"Ah. Greetings Cateline Warwick. Nemo is enthused to meet you." That wasn't exactly the right wording, given as she had the same stoic expression on her face. "However, Nemo is also saddened that Nemo has to kill you. Nemo thinks you're nice enough." Without hesitation, Nemo lunged forward with knife in hand to stab the other girl. In response, Damien leapt forward to meet her, catching her throat in his jaws and lifting her off the ground. With a mighty heave, he tossed Nemo to the floor, trails of fresh blood skidding below.

Dead. A blow like that should have killed someone instantly. And yet....Damien only chuckled. "Oh yes, you smell familiar...like the elder days! Like them! But I also smell...tainted by humans...you're a mishap object, aren't you little girl?"

Nemo propped herself up, a wide gash seen across her neck. She didn't flinch, nor did she cry out in pain. She only brought her hand to the bleeding area and stared at the red liquid on her hand. "Oh....Nemo must repair herself." The flesh instantly grew back together, threading and mending itself until the wound was sealed shut.

It was the very same regeneration exuded by Damien.

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Cateline stumbled back as Damien leaped towards the girl. She gasped, watching Damien fling the girl down the hall. Nemo didn't seem bothered by anything that had just happened. She took it like it was normal. Cateline felt her body ache for the girl. Something like that couldn't have been handled by a normal person. Certainly not Cateline.
"A mishap object?" Damien caught her attention.
But Nemo's movement caught Cateline's eyes. Cateline's hand moved to cover her own throat at the sight of all of the girls blood. The sight of Nemo's self-healing widened the lone Warwick's eyes. She clearly wasn't human now. But if she could heal herself like Damien.. She wouldn't go down easy.. Not if she was anything like her Damien. "Oh God.." She whispered. Feeling her heart struggle with it's speed, shaking fingers held to the fabric over her chest.

[TheWendil]

"Do not worry, my Lady." Damien's gloved hands morphed into those of serrated blades. "Although she may possess the same healing factor as me, I assure you that she is not of my species. I devoured them all, remember? Heh, I would have remembered this child's face." Without warning, Nemo dashed towards them, plunging her knife into Damien's arm and holding on tightly as he began swinging her around, throwing her body violently against the walls.

"Cursed One...Nemo finds you annoying." Raising back her arm, Nemo made a swift and clean cut across. The result was Damien's head being torn right off and landing on the floor. The second it did, it morphed into a large hound that bit into Nemo's ankle. Meanwhile, the veins and flesh making Damien's stump of a neck reformed into a new head.

"Your moves are too fluid for a mere assassin. Tell me little girl, the name of your master. Tell me so I may rip his innards apart and feast on him as well!"

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Cateline watched the sight in horror. She shuffled back, her hand running along the wall. The sight of Damien's head caused her stomach to lurch. She closed her eyes and gagged. The sight of his shifting body, breaking and healing itself, was too much for her. She continued to move backwards down the hall, away from their fighting, and their disturbing contortions.
Your moves are too fluid for a mere assassin. So she was more than that? A servant, just as Damien was? That meant that there were people out in the world looking for her. People who wanted the Warwick's dead.
Feeling the change in wood, Cateline moved her hand down to grab a door knob. Turning it as quietly as she could, she slipped in room, closing the door behind her. If there was going to be a blood bath, she didn't want to be a part of it. She wasn't going to be anything but a burden in a fight.

[TheWendil]

Sensing that Cateline had escaped the immediate area of the battle, Damien's smirk widened. Dark arms sprouted from his chest, building up in number and mass as Nemo once more dealt with the hound. Plunging a knife in its throat, the dog gave a pained howl before dissolving into shadows. "Little girls like you deserve to be eaten raw!" Falling to the floor forward, Damien made his way towards the other servant at a rapid pace, crawling much like a humanoid spider.

Tensing up, Nemo leaped above him and ran in the direction Cateline had escaped to. She knew better than this; when faced with the facts, she wouldn't last more than mere moments against Damien. With his Lady threatened, he was out for blood now, ready to consume her whole; she had no choice but to run. She was, after all, only human.

"Get back here pig! Come on, scream and struggle for me! Ahahaha!" An arm shot out to latch on to Nemo's ankle, bringing her down. Landing with a thud, she immediately began cutting away at Damien's limbs in desperation. Meanwhile, more and more arms sprang out to hold her in place as Damien crawled ever closer, inhuman jaws wide open.