Hybrids RP! (Roleplay)

[Confuzzled.Lynx]

Originally Posted by Radiantshine

[Is this the end of roleplay then...?]

[ Sure ]

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Originally Posted by Corruptx

Jenna Black
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"Jenna," she murmured, although loudly enough for the mutant to hear. "Jenna Black." Fluttering open her eye, she brought an elegant hand to her mouth before beginning to nip languidly at the sheathes of her claws. She could see from the corner of her visionary Jaran bothering at his perforations, and to this Jenna added into the silence: "I'd suggest you start putting on that ointment, now."

Jaran glances over at Jenna, then he pulls the tube of ointment out of his pocket. He removes the cap and puts some of it on his wounds. Jaran manages not to wince because it obviously stings. Well, hopefully it wouldn't kill him. He did just take a random tube of ointment from a stranger.

[The Kitty.]

Originally Posted by Shiverr the Flurf

Jaran glances over at Jenna, then he pulls the tube of ointment out of his pocket. He removes the cap and puts some of it on his wounds. Jaran manages not to wince because it obviously stings. Well, hopefully it wouldn't kill him. He did just take a random tube of ointment from a stranger.

Jenna Black
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Jenna stifled out a short, gruff sound that, in all honesty, sounded... Er, a bit like a chuckle. "Nervous, are you?" she hummed amusedly. "Don't worry - it won't poison you." The hybrid shuddered just ever-so-slightly upon hearing herself make the mention of "poison."

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Originally Posted by Corruptx

Jenna Black
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Jenna stifled out a short, gruff sound that, in all honesty, sounded... Er, a bit like a chuckle. "Nervous, are you?" she hummed amusedly. "Don't worry - it won't poison you." The hybrid shuddered just ever-so-slightly upon hearing herself make the mention of "poison."

Jaran notices her shudder, why did she? Did something happen? Well, he clearly wouldn't know for a while. "Okay." Then he decides to ask, "Why did you.. stutter?"

[The Kitty.]

Originally Posted by Shiverr the Flurf

Jaran notices her shudder, why did she? Did something happen? Well, he clearly wouldn't know for a while. "Okay." Then he decides to ask, "Why did you.. stutter?"

Jenna Black
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[ switching to present-tense ]
Jenna's ears pick forward at this, and almost immediately her cheeks heat up. Reflexively clenching and unclenching her clawed fists was all the fourteen-year-old girl could do to prevent herself from practically slicing her talons down Jaran's face.

"It's nothing," she insists bitterly, eye studying her feet as hot tears begin to sting her optical.

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Originally Posted by Corruptx

Jenna Black
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[ switching to present-tense ]
Jenna's ears pick forward at this, and almost immediately her cheeks heat up. Reflexively clenching and unclenching her clawed fists was all the fourteen-year-old girl could do to prevent herself from practically slicing her talons down Jaran's face.

"It's nothing," she insists bitterly, eye studying her feet as hot tears begin to sting her eyes.

(Omg I totally said Shudder not stutter .-.)

Jaran decides to leave her alone, he noticed her tearing up so he didn't want to make it worse. He goes quiet as he drifts off into thought.

[The Kitty.]

Originally Posted by Shiverr the Flurf

(Omg I totally said Shudder not stutter .-.)

Jaran decides to leave her alone, he noticed her tearing up so he didn't want to make it worse. He goes quiet as he drifts off into thought.

Jenna Black
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That was it. Jenna was well aware of what it was that had triggered her, but against the hot fuzzying pain of her head, she all the while had absolutely no idea. All she knew was that one moment she had been fearlessly fighting off a legitimate demon, and the next her breathing was fastening into a dog-like pant; the only thing the hybrid could actually, conciously feel was the sweat beginning to emanate from the palms of her fists. Eye stretching wide, her chest heaves, breaths coming out one after the other in rapid gasps.

"No... Dead," she manages to muster, stomach churning with unbearabe apprehension. "Dead, dead, dead, dead dead."

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Originally Posted by Corruptx

Jenna Black
__________

That was it. Jenna was well aware of what it was that had triggered her, but against the hot fuzzying pain of her head, she all the while had absolutely no idea. All she knew was that one moment she had been fearlessly fighting off a legitimate demon, and the next her breathing was fastening into a dog-like pant; the only thing the hybrid could actually, conciously feel was the sweat beginning to emanate from the palms of her fists. Eye stretching wide, her chest heaves, breaths coming out one after the other in rapid gasps.

"No... Dead," she manages to muster, stomach churning with unbearabe apprehension. "Dead, dead, dead, dead dead."

Jaran turns to Jenna, "Uh. You okay?" (Sorry for smol responses, I forgot the shading of my drawings T^T)

[The Kitty.]

Originally Posted by Shiverr the Flurf

Jaran turns to Jenna, "Uh. You okay?" (Sorry for smol responses, I forgot the shading of my drawings T^T)

Jenna Black
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[ youre good haha ]
Jenna's singular blue eye shimmers at the edges with tears, thin streaks of red rimming the perimeter of her visionary.

Oh, the blood. The ripping and screams of sheer agony... The wicked, cackling laughs of deranged joy as she watched her daughter bleed out onto the floor...

Jenna jerks her chin upward, breaths continuing to rasp out in rapid shrieks of anxiety. No, no, no... Gasping, she clutches at her eye with a hand, yet - much to her panicked surprise - not a drop of blood streams down from between her fingers.

"No, no. Help. Help, help, help, help." The last word of desperation emitted itself out on a screeching sob of seemingly inexistent agony as Jenna contiues to clutch at her eye, expecting but somehow not being greeted with the warm, sticky feeling of bright red blood.

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Originally Posted by Corruptx

Jenna Black
__________

[ youre good haha ]
Jenna's singular blue eye shimmers at the edges with tears, thin streaks of red rimming the perimeter of her visionary.

Oh, the blood. The ripping and screams of sheer agony... The wicked, cackling laughs of deranged joy as she watched her daughter bleed out onto the floor...

Jenna jerks her chin upward, breaths continuing to rasp out in rapid shrieks of anxiety. No, no, no... Gasping, she clutches at her eye with a hand, yet - much to her panicked surprise - not a drop of blood streams down from between her fingers.

"No, no. Help. Help, help, help, help." The last word of desperation emitted itself out on a screeching sob of seemingly inexistent agony as Jenna contiues to clutch at her eye, expecting but somehow not being greeted with the warm, sticky feeling of bright red blood.

Jaran reaches towards Jenna but he pulls his hand back, he shouldn't. He still just met her, he shouldn't. No matter how much he wanted to. Which, he really wanted to. Jaran hoped it was only temporary and she'd be okay. Right?