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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 16, 2007 20:58:33 GMT -5
A black streak is seen. What many people don't know is that an arabian horse galloped by. She was huffing and puffing. The wounds around her hocks were bleeding terribly. She had escaped a terrible place. She could never get the image out of her head. Dead horses everywhere, blood everywhere. She was lucky she managed to escape from the Slaughter house. She came to a walk when she reached the woods. She laid down by a tree in pain.
ooc- thought to bring my cause in here
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:02:51 GMT -5
Alec had decided on something different for tonight. He wasn't normally all for changing into a animal one who could fairly well kill a mortal human. But tonight seemed different. He wasn't up to the usual celebrity impersination or dressing up as a cop and busting some kids at party. He wanted a slower night, one where he could just think.
He galloped hard as the wind flew through his hair creating a cool tingling sensation down his lower neck. Alec was far away from a known Slaughter House, which was precaution he had to take when taking on this form. No way was he planning on getting killed tonight it wasn't a good enough death for him. Alec sighed as he slowed down and looked around. He was alone in a field the wind slightly moving in different directions. One look around comfirmed that he was alone allowing him to turning back into a human. He had the power to do so quickly, a gift he had learned from other shapeshifters.
Alec sighed as he surveyed the field one last time. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a figure wenching in pain. His heart and senses became alert. He was worried about whoever it was but mostly he wanted to know whether his cover was blown. He stood there for a moment then decided he had a heart, he couldn't leave whoever was there to die. He ran slowly up to the tree and noticed the blood on the bark. His breath was caught in his throat as he looked at the creature. So it wasn't a person, jsut a horse. He sighed a breath of relief. Alec looked for a wound on the body but the thing was heavy and Alec was tired. Hey, you ok? Alec knew he was talking to a horse, so the likely hood of it responding was, none. Finally Alec pinpointed the spot. I'm gonna fix this.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:22:53 GMT -5
Isolde raised her head when she saw another horse gallop into the meadow. She watched as it changed to a human. She watched the person as he made his way over to her. She laid her head down, her eyes still watching him. No, I'm lucky to escape.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:28:10 GMT -5
Alec sighed for a moment before pulling out his cell. He didn't know what to do, he had no past experiance with injuries or horses. He looked at the creature before him and felt sorry for it. He ran his hand down the back and lower leg of the horse, trying to do his best to comfort it. He dialed the Estate's number hopping to reach the YED, he could help, he always did.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:37:12 GMT -5
Isolde watched him. Her skin tingle where he stroked her leg. She watched as he pulled out a cell phone and begin to call someone. She felt herself slipping away as she fell into the dark.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:41:57 GMT -5
The YED picked up on the second ring, the sound of a lesson playing in the background. Alec quickly told him what was wrong and what given ways to help. Alec shut the phone then picked up the horse. Granted it was heavy, he was also strong and less tired with the adrenaline pumping through his veins. He brought her down to a well litted area, with no one present. He looked at the wound once again and tried something that he had never done before. His hand was placed over the wound as he began to chant something. Dumo once algetorce fiegretes beiev puket la alme te sheran de oppioum. As he chanted the wound started to heal and the pain started to drain from the creatures face. Alec felt accomplished but also suprised at the same time. This was full on dark magic, something he never ever used.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:49:51 GMT -5
Isolde opened her eyes when she felt herself being placed on the ground. She looked up surprised, he had carried her. She watched as he placed a hand over her wounds and chanted something. She felt the pain slowly drift away. She watched as her would closed up.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:53:28 GMT -5
Alec stepped away as he finished healing her wound. There. He started to turn away hoping that he had done enough for the creature. He wasn't sure what else there was too do. Stay safe. He said before turning into a horse himself and galloping away.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:58:03 GMT -5
Isolde watched him, bobing her head in thanks. She began transforming back when he began galloping off. She had lerned to keep er clothes when she changed. She stood up, looking at her legs, happy to see the wounds gone. She looked up at his fleeting figure.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 12:01:49 GMT -5
Alec didn't stop galloping until he reached the front of the estate. He smiled thinking how for once he saved someone not vise versa. He looked around as he changed back into his natural form. He entered the house through his ever so high window, with a simple jump. He smirked at himself as he laid on his bed thinking about the night.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 12:06:59 GMT -5
Isolde smiled and changed into a red-tailed hawk. She lifted up from the ground, soaring up high. She could see where the horse was going. She kept up speed and followed. She landed on the neighbors tree then to the one right next to his window when he got in. She looked in at him, watching.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 12:12:21 GMT -5
Alec laid on his bed for moments later before sheading his shirt and slipping into his pajama pants. He rolled over on the bed looking out the window noticing a bird in the neighbors trees. He smirked as he made a bird noise that only he knew it could here. Goodnight
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 12:17:17 GMT -5
If the hawk could smile, Isolde would be beaming. Well who woldn't be watching a hot guy change right infront of their eyes. She watched as he rolled over and look directly at her. She reurned the the goodnight and flapped her wings and rose into the air.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 12:22:43 GMT -5
He smiled as she flew away into the night leaving him alone with the world. He rolled over and soon fell into a soft sleep. Awaiting for tomorrow to come.
(ooc: is this over or do you wanna throw something in there to make it last longer?)
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 12:26:14 GMT -5
Isolde lfew behind the hosue and changed to her human form. She looked up at hte hosue. She opened the shed and went inside. She laid down and closed her eyes, fixing on sleep.
occ- we can have it like be the next day
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