Horrid

Supernatural on Adventure

Priscilla shook her head and continued to survey her surrounding for the origin of the beam of magical energy and the one who shot it. Though it didn't land near her or detonate close, she could feel that the beam itself and its origin were less than benevolent. It was something of a sixth sense she had, and she knew for herself that is was never wrong. Upon finding no one, she huffed and sheathed her weapons once more with a wary glance at her environment. Back on the beach, more people had appeared as if by... magic. She could only ask herself if she was honestly that surprised as another being with draconic features had appeared and was doling out its own set of worldly knowledge. She walked over again to confirm what she had heard.

"And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine."

"Don't know when you popped up, but I thought I said worked will all sorts. Didn't say that the dragon-folk were evil, just said that we hunt evil."

"Actually, Orcs are always evil. They're too feral. They rely only on their instincts, so they are considered evil because all they do is kill, pillage, eat, and rape."

Priscilla scoffed and shook her head with a chuckle. "You ever met an Orc that wasn't part of a war-party? They're gentler than most, and very spiritual. Every race has its bastards and its normal people. Sounds like you've only seen the Orc bastards. One of my closest friends is an Orc, and a priest. Healer and a diplomat." She crossed her arms and sighed into the distance, as if reminiscing, her face decorated with a sad twist of her mouth.

"Oi! You folks alright?"

The mention of age from the both of them had flown over her head, and was pushed completely out when she heard a voice that sounded a bit older and more mature. She wheeled around and looked to the tree-line to see a towering beast of a man emerging from the brush. Eager to speak with someone who seemed a bit more grounded and a bit more human, she raised a mailed arm and waved slightly. "What ho, and all that! What news does the day bring, brother? Are you lost as well?"

Welcome To H.I.V.E

The peak of the pyramid blurred and swayed as Molly fought to open her eyes and look around. Her eyeballs even felt heavy as she looked around at the surrounding team-mates and their respective battles going on. She tried her hardest to push herself to her hands and knees, but as she moved she could feel the cold air hitting her scalp. It felt like she had an axe-wound in the back of her head and it was gushing fluid like a broken hydrant, but in reality it was a splitting of skin and some muscle, and was lightly seeping dark red blood. She shook her head, a spell of dizziness hitting her for a moment as more of her senses returned. Her hearing came back just in time to hear Jinx shout out the ever-shortening time limit. Anger. Anger soon followed as the few seconds before she blacked out came flashing back to her. Her fingers curled up and clenched into fists. She gritted her teeth and groaned in equal parts pain and rage as she shifted her concentration from her head-wound to the air around her. With a growing noise that quickly became a feral howl, she raised a fist into the air, the very air around her humming and droning out as the gravity fluctuated. The noise peaked as her fist stopped, and then became louder as she brought it down to slam on the ground, sounding like a gigantic machine powering down or an pulse of energy being expended. From her position on the floor, a pulse of force spread slowly like an invisible advancing wall, gaining speed with every second as it expanded in a dome-shape. Molly was weak, and frail, but if she could throw all of her current power into one great push in all directions then maybe she could win it for her team. She wasn't going to get her skull split for nothing.

Supernatural on Adventure

"Prince or not, I'm going to rend him into bloody shreds and offer him to the waves when I'm done." Priscilla's face took on a grim expression as she spoke, but she came back to her usual cocky grin and sarcastic manner of speaking after a slow breathe and the rubbing of the bridge of her nose. "Nothing against you personally, I'm sure you're a nice kid. Just got a bone to pick with this one scaly bastard." She adjusted her gauntlets and stomped her boots back on into the correct position before walking towards the treeline with a slight skip in her step, setting her armour to clanking and clattering as she walked. "Oh and there is a different between arrogance and maliciousness. Being an arse and being an evil bastard are two very different things, you'd do well to remember that. Mortals weren't made evil, just as they weren't made powerful. We're here to make our own power, not be handed it. When that happens people tend to go a bit... strange." She stopped and shuddered briefly as images of the water god's pastor from back in her home village flashed back to her. Her face set from a cringe into a grim glare as she remembered what she came here for, images of the attack now replaying in her head. She began to push further in to the forest in search of some sort of game to hunt for food. Her hunt was cut short as she jumped back from the same beam of energy she saw before, not too close to her but also not too far away as the trees become a conflagration in the resulting explosion. She drew her weapon and shield once more with a frustrated groan and swivelled to find the perpetrator.

The Metahuman Revolution

Well I'm good to go some more if you're up for it. Fingers crossed for hostage at Helios.

Supernatural on Adventure

Priscilla didn't like the smarmy attitude on this kid, it irked her to the point of grinding her teeth slightly. "Of course. My company and I have put together expedition teams and gone on month long hunts for the blasted creatures when they do rear their ugly heads. They ain't so special, just mean as the depths. Still bleed and die like normal dragons, as much as they act the big cheese." She adjusted her pauldron again, checking the straps around her shoulder and tightening where needed. "As long as it terrorises the innocent, we come to slay it. So before you call me a bigot or a racist or something idiotic like that, consider the fact that I work with folks of all sorts. Elves, Orcs, those Fox-people, Demons. Even other Dragonspawn. I don't hunt dragons, I hunt the wicked." She cuffed her hair behind her ear and shielded her eyes from the sun as she surveyed their surroundings once more. "Though, this trip is something of a personal one. My quarrel is with a swamp drake, most likely grown into a swamp dragon now. I've tracked him a long while to this island."

The Metahuman Revolution

Didn't Tidus have a character that was going to play a part in the raid on the Helios side?

Welcome To H.I.V.E

I'm awake but I'm... unconscious IC.

Supernatural on Adventure

Priscilla lowered her blade and shield as the shadow made itself know as... another young demon. She even had the audacity to invade her personal space and call it a greeting. Priscilla scoffed and put away her shield, hanging it from a hook on her pack. "I did call, but for reasons that are invalid now." She wiped off her nose, checked her nose-ring and spoke again with a frown, "Didn't your parents teach you not to touch strangers?" The straps of her pack were beginning to pull strangely, and Cil rolled her shoulders to adjust accordingly as she turned to the other, much more snarky demon child. "And here is some advice to you, from a woman who has slain 18 drakes and 6 full-grown dragons in her lifetime. They work perfectly fine if you know how to use them. Verschlinger here," She hoisted the bastard blade to her face and kissed it on the chipped, lop-sided crossguard, "He's been with me through each and every battle, hasn't failed me yet." She sheathed the blade slowly, almost lovingly, and blew her short hair from her face. She then rapped her fingers on her circular shield with a satisfied smirk, "And Beschutzer has guarded me against more dragon-fire than you've probably seen in your life-time." She adjusted her gauntlets with a smirk and spoke in a voice heavy with sarcasm, "So watch your tongue on issues you know nothing about."

Supernatural on Adventure

As a winged shadow passed overhead, Priscilla acted on reflex to draw her weapon and shield. The grip on both was tense and firm as she looked to the skies, searching with a fervour that made her heart pound in her chest. "Looks like the beast has come to me instead!" She looked into the skies, but could not see the creature, and bellowed into the clouds. "Why not come down here and find for yourself the taste of cold steel, I've heard its good for you!" She held her bastard sword at her side and looked over the rim of her shield, peeking as she continued to search the skies for this dragon she had been hunting.

Pokemon: Next Evolution

"Quite a show." Henry grumbled, slightly attempting to make conversation as the bus came to a stop just as the show was ending. Belle simply stared on with Henry and nodded slowly, seemingly amused. As the bus stopped and people departed, Henry pushed his way into the line, very eager to be off the bus for once and for all. His longer stride and higher fitness level meant that he could easily catch up to Yoshi, he seemed to know where to go and what to do. "Hey you didn't answer my question, was there supposed to be some free pokemon deal or what?" He removed his shades and placed them on the collar of his shirt, his resting face looked angry, so he could have easily been construed as being irate. Belle however, was surveying the area like a panning security camera, slowly swivelling left and right to get a good look at everything.