[RL with Travis Motherfucking Touchdown]
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seechainsawGiriko didn't quite know how he'd gone from being worried Henry's head had been cut off, to standing outside the church where he now lived, waiting for Henry's brother to come over and get his ass handed to him.
But he was here, his sharp teeth bared in an eager grin, dust swirling around his boots. The church behind him looked derelict and sad, alone in the middle of endless Death Valley desert and scrub. The only interesting feature besides the church itself was a misshapen stone statue. The golem was completely motionless for now, awaiting its master's command.
Giriko might be cocky, and he might like a good fight, but he had no intention of getting impaled by Travis' light saber. He'd use the golem if he needed to, just as he had against Henry. Travis was probably pretty good, but Giriko had 800 years of experience on him, and was a demon weapon. He was confident.
But he was here, his sharp teeth bared in an eager grin, dust swirling around his boots. The church behind him looked derelict and sad, alone in the middle of endless Death Valley desert and scrub. The only interesting feature besides the church itself was a misshapen stone statue. The golem was completely motionless for now, awaiting its master's command.
Giriko might be cocky, and he might like a good fight, but he had no intention of getting impaled by Travis' light saber. He'd use the golem if he needed to, just as he had against Henry. Travis was probably pretty good, but Giriko had 800 years of experience on him, and was a demon weapon. He was confident.
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Date: 2010-11-20 06:08 pm (UTC)Giriko suddenly leaped out of the golem's hand as it made yet another futile swing towards Travis, transforming in mid air. Chains erupted from his palms, uncoiling as he tried to wrap them around Travis like ropes.
Fuckin' kid needed to stop moving so damn fast!
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Date: 2010-11-21 02:03 am (UTC)Time to fucking go. Now that Giriko was in human form again, Travis allowed the ecstasy to boil over. He knew it was coming, but that didn't stop him from grabbing his head in pain and falling to his knees.
And after some, strange, terrible transformation, a human no longer stood there, but a tiger. Faster, stronger, deadlier--Travis knew he didn't have much time.
He rushed forward, chains be damned.
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Date: 2010-11-21 02:20 am (UTC)Henry definitely couldn't do that.
He slashed with his own chain-covered fists and kicked out with his feet, but the tiger's reach was greater and he got a few deep scratches for his trouble, unable to completely protect himself with chain.
As he was forced to backpedal, swearing, he slipped on a rock and fell with a yell.
[OOC: Aaand this is likely the point where Travis would take his head off, so please hold for deus ex machina intervention <3]
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Date: 2010-11-21 02:57 am (UTC)The blade in his arm extended and he ran forward, blocking Travis's claws. Justin, not particularly used to fighting tigers of all things, was a bit uneasy with this whole idea. He was a guillotine not a lion tamer.
He half-turned his head to glare at Giriko. "What did you do?"
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