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Originally Posted by Hopekitt
sure! i'll do the hurting method, poor desire.
Desire limped on her left leg, breathing heavily. Her vision blurred as she panted with exhaustion, her eyes darting around suspiciously. She was in a city. The female was being followed by three angry empousa. Typically, this wouldn't be too big of a problem; Camp Half-Blood had taught her how to kill monsters and survive on her own. The problem was, Desire had injured her leg fighting one a few days before. They constantly chased her around, and Desire couldn't catch a minute of sleep without waking up from the slight sound of movement in fear that it was the empousa. Soon she would collapse from exhaustions or be defeated by the demonic females. Where's Aadam when you need him, she thought to herself sarcastically, veering her head around to analyze the mortal city. There were typical tall skyscrapers with numerous unnecessary windows. A grocery store was planted nearby and there was a gas station to herself. All around her, cars speeded, taking advantage of the lack of traffic. Desire tripped on a crack in the pavement. Instinctively she caught herself before she got near the floor, but her leg stung with pain. The female cussed in ancient Greek, and if she'd been back at Camp Half-Blood, her friends would've probably been shocked to hear her words. She leaned on the wall of a modern office building, catching her breath. Desire heard something. Reflexively she turned around, too quickly, and her leg cried in distress. In front of her stood one of the empousa, with her buddies about twenty steps back. Desire trembled in an unstable modus operandi, and she sighed to herself. Hopefully she'd end up in Elysium. |
Aadam got a bad feeling almost as soon as he stepped outside that caused him to pause. He heard what sounded like laughing nearby. I could just be imagining it. Maybe it's a weird car engine or someone won the lottery, Aadam thought, but he walked around the street corner anyways, knowing you could never be to cautious. There was little traffic, as usual on this road, but across the street, he saw his sister, and the empousa getting ready to make the killing blow. Aadam pulled out his sword that was originally wrapped in cloth to look like a makeshift bookbag, it's celestial bronze blade glinting in the sun. It will be easier to kill one while they are distracted, and both if possible, he decided, running across the road to get to them, causing more than one or two cars to swerve and the driver Blair the horn or curse angrily. As soon as he was across though, he lunged at the nearest empousa with his sword aimed at her back. If successful, she would evaporateninto dust. If not, well, she and her friends would either drain him and Desire oft their blood.