Driftwood
_'I hate this.'_ Afternoon. Skyscrapers concealed what was left of the setting sun's light with hard lines, cold stone and sharp angles. Mano missed the reassuring ocean depths and iron hull wrapped around her like a protective cocoon. The swarming...
Fill The Void
Klein wished it'd been easier to get ahold of Mano sometimes. While the two of them had spent a lot more time together after having run into each other at the Bolgia all that time ago, both recovering from their respective losses, they'd been too...
Old Wounds
It was raining when he found him. He'd been out looking for the skunk for what felt like far too long, considering how little time he knew he had. Possibly also considering how long it had been, depending on just what he meant by that. But the longer...
Before A Fall
Things weren't going so bad for Soma - it wasn't even a tournament month. He'd been getting a few patients he'd needed to take care of here and there, but just the right amount, not so much that it was proving overwhelming for him to keep up. It's...
Milgram
The chimera moved between the spaced out bamboo poles as seamlessly as a performer would've spun on a dance floor. Any misstep would've landed him in the water below him, and he \*was\* deathly afraid of water. Thinking about how Rakim had had to...
Bellerophon
Diaz knew that the chimera, having trounced him soundly, and with there being only one fight left, wasn't going to have to leave the ring until the tournament would be over. He certainly didn't expect to see the monster get out of the ring where the...
Pride Rock
"Hey, that's...!" Klein tilted his head at the otter's exclamation quizzically. "What? Cheating?" The therapist sighed, thinking back on his own taunts at the skunk earlier during the fight. "Fair enough," the shifter shook his head resignedly. "So...
And Unjust Alike
The tournaments had never been Soma's favorite time of the year. It wasn't that the healer had anything against martial artists, but every time the tournaments came around, more of them would get hurt. The more of them got hurt, the more of them he...
The movie: part five
He'd thought he was going to have a harder time walking than he did, after what the machine had put him through. Certainly, there had been soreness, the skunk thought to himself, idly rubbing his backside as he walked down another long, empty metallic...
The movie: part three (by Zanian)
Another room, another round of question assaulted him; how did he arrive here? What did happened between the moment the creature had his way with him and when everything went dark, once again. It seemed almost familiar, as if it was a fate that he was...
The movie: part two (by Zanian)
Wastrel looked around, wondering where he was; the last he could remember was that the entire crew took advantage of him. Perhaps he was still in the same building, but in another room, to permit him to recuperate for a while. That would quite the...
Instrument
The bat pulled the cell out of his right arm as it rang. "Who is it?" There was a low, hesitant growl. "It's me." The bat's voice perked up noticeably. "Oh, hi! What can I do for you?" He could tell the hissing on the line wasn't the...