Spirits of the Animal Realm: Ryuuk, Tony, Campton, Sy
Author of this Mini Clip: Bast
Personifying someone else's character?: (No
Clip Mood: Cut Scene
Defeating Nimble
Upon crossing the threshold, Ryuuk looked around. Animalistic clicks and creeks echoed in the trashed lab. "C'mon, you -berry tarts!-. Don't get shy on me now..." He grumbled as he walked further in. His right hand carried a katana dressed in golden guard and hunter green silk. The blade gleamed a bit in the stray ray of light he passed, an emerald fang dripping crimson blood. With a flick to dismiss the blood from the sword the hunted beast thrashed around as it tried to barrel passed the hunter and out of the corner.
The blade swung around quickly and lunged him back to the corner. "Get in here, boy. We don't have al day, even though this is somewhat fun." Ryuuk grumbled.
"Don't let it bite you..." Campton mumbled from atop Tony's head. He'd turned into a rat about the size of a small cat, scale armor lining his spine and head.
"I know that." Tony grumbled. A large tiger with bone spikes protruding from his shoulders and spine spewed out his voice before trotting in and locking his gaze on odd creature. "Eugh. Just wat is this Nimble thing?"
The rat held on the spike that came out of the large furred head. "I'm not sure what it is but his abilities consist of extreme contortion, lethal bite, maneuver in complete darkness, and I'm not sure if theirs more. Their so hard to keep up with..."
"And the weak points?" Ryuuk grumbled as he stared it down.
"Umm..." Campton tried thinking.
"Nimble is a creature called Grinner. Fastest way to deal with them is to amputate the end of it's tail like a manticore. Without it they will kill the other and even commit suicide." Sy cut in from behind. "You've studding to do..."
Campton shrunk a little but nodded. He was quite certain this was a sick test from the demon.
Ryuuk watched it wiggle around. The few gashes he'd managed were already closing. "Hamilton, take his attention to you while I look for an opening. This thing is annoying."
Nimble hissed in it's place as it waved it's long tail like a flag in a soft breeze.
Tony sighed but stepped up to the task. "Alright..." He said to himself, giving a growl to instigate. He jerked back as the spear tail lunged forward and jabbed into the ground in front of him, sending up some debris then swinging it around to hit the others.
Ryuuk jumped out of range and moved away.
"I got an idea..." Campton mumbled after a while of observing its reactions.
"Yeah? Well make it quick and simple cuz this thing is tiring me out." Tony grumbled. A few extra slices had done nothing to slow it down. After a brief plan layout he nodded and maneuvered around the sickly creature.
Campton jumped up on the base of Nimble's skull and nipped the flesh before jumping off. Well he would've jumped off if he hadn't been caught by the spear like feet that clicked on the hard floors. He looked back and squeaked, about to get swallowed up by a row of long sharp teeth that lined it's stinky mouth.
"Damn it, Rat!" Tony roared and swatted a paw, knocking the rat away as the teeth sunk into his arm. He roared louder as he tried pulling away, the fur and skin of his arm beginning to blacken and rot, spreading without prejudice.
"Idiots!" Ryuuk growled and moved in. Without thinking twice and with one swift slash he amputated the tiger's arm, kicking him away and refocusing on the odd creature Nimble.
It's strange array of noises sounded echoed as it chewed the arm in a few seconds and stared back at the ram shifter, almost mocking him. But that small distraction was enough. By the time it realized he'd moved it writhed and wailed on the floor, the tail end clinking on the ground between them.
Campton stared blankly at Tony, traumatized by what he'd done. It should've worked! This wasn't supposed to happen like that! On the verge of tears he watched his friend hold what was left of his arm and wail in pain. "I'm... I'm sorry..." He sniffed.
"Go back to the room, Campton. Not a word to the others. Because of your incompetent overconfidence I now have extra work." Sy glared as he held down the writhing beast.
Campton scurried off, not knowing what else to do. This had to be the worst day of his life. It had to.
The demon sighed. "Akuma, take him to the operations room before you try dismembering the rest of Nimble..." He rubbed his temple and took the Emerald Fang back. "And here I was trying to keep this thing whole for Tozoku..." Came the mutter.
Ryuuk grabbed Tony then looked back. "What about him?" It was slightly defensive, and yes, he still sort of felt like killing Saku himself. No reason, just an urge.
"Nothing. Go." Sy ordered. Hearing them leave he picked up the tail piece and looked at it. "I was expecting at least one of them to die... Brat doesn't know how lucky he is to only have his arm missing... Oh, dear brother. The things I do for your foolish existence. I expect fair compensation when you return." He spat on the tail and stuck the end back on before flinging the beast in an empty chamber of fortified Plexiglas and brimstone lining. "Do behave, Nimble. Your death will come soon enough.
Nimble wrapped it's long tongue around it's tail and hissed, upset over nearly loosing it's pride.
