Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrin turned back to Celest, eyes burning a terrible white rage, hearing her words as Victor headed over, eyes locking on the tents direction, seeing the distance, close to 200 warriors between him and it.
Flame rippling from his face, skin a brillaint gold, power coursing through his veins, every neerve burning, his whips still driving the drow back and away from him.
"I owe you." he shouted after her, he owed her a debt he would repay someday...Turning to victor his head shaking, black hair flying around him as he spun, a fireball blasting another warrior back.
"You would only die Victor. Go, help the others." He turned from his friend...this was his and his alone to do....and he had a plan as he spotted the magically altered flames close to a cluster of tents, feeling the small object in his tightly zipped pocket and hpoing his guess was right...knowing it didn't matter if it wasn't...he would still do this
Hands lifting up together, singling out a single drow warrior trying to dart past...blue flames ripped from his palms, a blast of heat washing over those close to him as he unleashed his rage totally...his task now that he knew it was clear to him...the doors could be left alone.
The drow screaming fell to the ground...his armour fusing together with the blast, melting to him, Hopping once Peregrin launched himself forward, diving into the fires of the Drow...they licked up around him, becoming one with him as he disappeared from sight and from this plane of existence.
A fire deep inside the Drow camp surged up, purple flames lashing out violently and releasing Peregrin from them. He sucked breath in hard, the whips of flame gone....small fires racing up and down his arms, licking from his face, eyes still molten white with rage.
He shuddered stpeeing free...losing his balance slightly as a wave of sickening nausea rolled through him, sucking antoher deep breath in he cleared himself of whatever had affected him coming through the purple fires.
He quickly looked around at the 'tent-city', snapping his head left and right, loose hair drifting over his face. Not sure where to begin looking he strode to the nearest tent and shoved the flap aside with his left hand. Fires rolling through his arms....ready in a heartbeat to lash out and strike anything with pointy ears.
He growled, the tent was empty, swallowing he left it, pausing and listening to silence a moment, knowing his fire was by far his best tool he also knew it was too visible for this. Reluctantly he dragged his wand out from a pocket and held it loosely and lightly, his small inventory of spells on the tip of his tongue as he continued to search the Drow camp, knowing she had to be here somewhere...Celests words ringing in his ears...he would find her...it may take some time but he would find her...he would be there for her again...
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
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(12/23/01 7:11 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Ryleighs sat on Tehr's cot impatiently, not knowing he was dead, not knowing her headmistress could very well be leaving her not knowing if Peregrin was actually looking for her.
She bounced to her feet frustrated, she walked to the tent flap again, peering out, everything seemed to have gotten quieter, though a battle was still evident in the center of the chamber, her blue eyes got that much.
She sighed and bounced on her heels, her faith not breaking as her eyes darted around the camp breathing in and out slowly.
"Come on Peregrin where are you." She started her arms attempted to fold themselves but being jerked painfully as she'd reached the end of her chain.
Rolling her eyes and sighing Ryleigh let her hands hang loosely as she waited by the tent flap, if someone was coming for her, she was going to make sure they saw her.
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrin began to run now, the camp seemed empty to him and something in the back of his mind told him he didn't have much time left. At last he saw her, emerginr from a tentflap up ahead, swallowing he forced his fires out totally, leaving only his eyes, their white heat settling down a little as he had left the fight but still betraying his aggression.
He ran closer, still unseen by her forcing himself to breath as he saw the state she was in, bruised, muddy and blood stained, he blinked, struggling to keep the flames inside as his eyes rekindled into their full white blazing, anger again filling him totally.
"Ryleigh" he half called out, his sprint carrying him close, checking to see he had not been spotted....more a habitual check than anything decent as he skidded up in front of, hardly daring to believe he had found her, forcing himself to not dwell on the state she was in, chained up and beaten as she was.
"oh god Ryleigh..." he stepped back into the tent with her quickly....thinking fast how to fix this...how to get her free and then how to get out.
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 58
(12/23/01 7:42 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Ryleighs heart lifted quickly as she caught sight of Peregrin, sighing slightly at the state of his eyes, he was pissed, that was clear. She blinked rapidly at him as she frantically searched a way to get her out.
"Just melt it...its regular metal." She told him holding up her chained and swollen wrist slowly looking over his shoulder making sure no one was coming.
"How...how did you find me?" She asked slowly, not really caring but speaking her mind so it wouldn't nag her later.
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrins eyes shifted over her swollen wrist, fingers lightly touching the metal the held her...he had failed her he decided in that moment...seeing her like this. His jaw clamped, breathing once quickly, he had not been good enough, not been fast nough to get here sooner...
He found his pocket, ignoring whatever protest she might have, he couldn't do this without her being protected. Pulling a sublty ornate deep reddy golden ring from his pocket, a single jewel sunken into the metal, swirling with fires he just noticed had grown in their intensity. The ring that explained his own existence slid onto one of her slender fingers, the first that came to his attention...
"Magic my love...." he whispered strangely in answer to her question, allowing himself to absorb her injuries...her condition, throwing that onto the hate already inside, power ripping from his skin, now she was warded against his heat he could relax himself again.
Searingly hot blue flame burst from his hands which rested gently over the manacles. Intensely hot white eyes, staring at her hands, watching as the metal softened, liquifying enough, spots of molten metal splattering to the ground, dripping off her without harming.
Freeing her hands, gently puling the remnants from her injured wrist he held her hands a moment, that feeling alone nearly overwhelming him on the spot as something far different to the hatred inside boiled to the surface.
"The fight has most of them occupied but we still gotta go quick like..." he said quickly, voice catching only once, hoarse and rough. Wanting to say so much more, wanting to hold her close, knwoing that right now they had to leave...quickly.
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 59
(12/23/01 8:06 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Ryleigh smiled at his answer, her eyes closing as those missed feelings washed over her. She opened them quickly not wanting to take her eyes off him ever again, watching slowly as he placed that ring she protested against before onto her hand.
She blinked and watched him melt the metal wincing ahead of time thinking she was going to be burned, but surprisingly she wasn't
Ryleigh looked back to Peregrin her eyes taking in his upset state, hearing the hoarsness of his voice she cursed herself, saying nothing only staring slightly shamefully as she looked to him.
She made him like this, her weakness, the inability to protect herself made him like this. She sighed and nodded slowly at him, shoving her matted hair out of her eyes as she followed him through the tent flap, she just wanted to get out of here, back to her common room, in front of the fire...with him.
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrin held her uninjured hand in his left tightly, refusing to let go of her now that he had found her, now that he was at her side again, he would not let go of her now. Walking quickly out of the tent, shoving the flap aside and breathing...
Looking around for something, a fire he pulled her along with him, his right hand licking flames from the pores, refusing to settle down now, he allowed them to stay, ready at hand, cautious of discovery still.
He saw it up ahead, the purple flamed fire he had entered the area through, turning to Ryleigh, that surging raging backed with something stranger inside him rushing through again, knowing that if he held her close, with that ring on her hand, he could jump through it with her, back to the doors and back to the relative safety of the staff and their allies.
"Almost there Ryleigh, almost there..."
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Dark Creatures A Dark Creature
Posts: 240
(12/23/01 8:26 am)
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*Quickly a two elves and a mage came skirting around the corner, all three frightened all three trying to find a hiding spot waiting until the intruders had gone before they left for home.
All three stopped and stared oddly at Peregrin and Ryleigh, one of the warriors raised their crossbow and sent a steel tipped poisoned arrow at Peregrins chest, Her yellow eyes dancing evilly, if he wasn't going to get home he was going to take someone with him to the depths of the Dark Realm.
The other mage and warrior next to him, were laughing maniaclly and now preparing their own attacks for the two stray students in front of them*
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrin became aware of the Drow as the crossbow levelled on him, rage suddenly finding a target again he ignored the attack....or rather....he didn't actually care bout it.
"no..." he hissed, pulling Ryleigh in behind him, keeping her away from any attacks...
His free hand flashing up through the air, body turning to cover Ryleigh better, flames scorching through the air, two prongs of intense heat tearing at the two who began to laugh. Smashing into them both, the hissing roar of the explosion which blasted them both back, flaming, screaming ragdolls, half incinerated on impact.
His fireball dying in hand as pain tore through his chest, staggering back as the bolt ripped through his right shoulder, punching straight through, tip coming cleanly out the other side...his cry of pain, hoarse and throaty as poison rushed through him. Struggling to keep upright, his knees forcing themselves to keep solid, his eyes blazed in hate...pain far greater he had inflicted on himself willingly lowering the damage this caused to him slightly...
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Dark Creatures A Dark Creature
Posts: 241
(12/23/01 8:48 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
*The Drow warrior dropped its crossbow quickly, its yellow eyes flashed in fear, its purple mouth gaped revealing rotted yellow teeth it screamed looking widely at its fallen kin then back to the creature that did this.
Those terrible white-hot eyes, the blue flame that emerged from its skin only one thing came to its mind.*
"Yo-you're a...a Monster!" It bellowed before dashing off in the opposite direction hoping to find a safer hiding place else where.
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 60
(12/23/01 9:00 am)
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Ryleigh meerly blinked rapidly through all of this, the appearnce of the Drow not surprising her that much, after all it was a very cliched scene they were in. She blinked further as Peregrin hid her, her eyes widening as only a moment later a still tipped arrow pierced through the shoulder she was hidden with.
Her jaw slipped and she caught him staggering slightly as he stumbled back
"No..no no, no no no, not now." She breathed, shaking her head at herself and clearing it remembering she trained 4 months for a situation like this.
Slowly she walked to the front of Peregrin, her blue eyes landing on his, she gave him a soft look, trying to distract him from what she was about to do.
Wrapping her fingers tightly around the back of the arrow, she yanked it away from his body, pulling it back out of its entry path grimacing for him, her eyes narrowing as she dropped the arrow to the ground
Her hands lifted to his shirt and ripped off the shoulder, looking at the hole in it her face paleing slightly as she saw a green color rimming it.
"It's poisoned." She said to him, her soft looked saddening, her eyes glazing over.
"Lets go please." She begged not wanting to lose him down here, not when she just got him back.
Edited by: Ryleigh Atalanta at: 12/23/01 9:08:40 am
Peregrin watched the creature turn tail and run, glaring at it and almost sulkily muttering "I'd prefer the term 'magical creature..". He watched Ryleigh knowing what she was doing, knowing she knew waht she was doing and trusting her in this.
His face bunching up tightly, jaw locked hard to stop from crying out again as she pulled it free, his left hand resting on her shoulder to steady himself. His breaths came ragged and sharp, not liking her face paling as she examined it quickly....already pondering what she said as a sickeningly cool wash grew outwards from the hole.
He nodded several small nods in agreement, swallowing at the look she was giving him...
"It'll be fine...ain't far to go, ain't far at all.." he answered her, hating to see that look on her.
Releasing her shoulder shoving his pain to one side for now, and beginning the walk toward that fire again, stooping briefly to pick up the bolt, he grinned oddly at it and at himself, walking again, though a little slower now....
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 61
(12/23/01 9:28 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Ryleigh looked at his wound sadly not believing that 'It'll be alright' line one bit. But she bit her tongue, something she rarely does, and just nodded slowly at him licking her dry lips idly feeling on the inside an old cut that Tehr had given her ages ago.
She sighed at it, these memories would never leave her alone.
"Then lead the way." Ryleigh told him quickly, wanting to get out of here and fast.
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrin nodded, his eyes lingering on hers a fraction too long before sliding away, the cold numb growing constantly in its strength and the area affected, flames trailing from fingertips still he shifted, hopefully finding her hand again, this time his right though, he would need hs left in case more elves were lurking.
Less willing to co-operate with him, his grip harder to keep he swallowed hoping she wouldn't notice...he would be fine...he would have to be fine...so he would be
Walking again, quickly moving towards the potential 'gate' he could use to to get back to the doors...and ignoring the jarring of his shoulder, unable to do anything about the blood or the pain...and he had felt worse...
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 62
(12/23/01 10:01 am)
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Ryleigh wasn't stupid, he was hiding his pain, no Drow poison she figured, would take this long to affect the victim. With their way of life, she knew they'd probably kill 5 minutes into it.
Sighing she slowly let his hand go, noticing the grip intensity easily, it had weakened. Ryleigh trotted up ahead of him, her blue eyes gazing sternly at him before flicking to his shoulder.
Still saying nothing, she took in a sharp breath, the skin around the opened hole turned a nasty-green and black color.
Ryleigh grimaced at it, not taking another moment's thought before she attached her lips to his shoulder sucking in her breaths sharply taking blood and poison into her mouth with it, She turned away and spat the blackened blood out of her mouth flicking her eyes back to Peregrin before she started the process again.
It was done 6 times over before she finally stopped. Looking at the cut oddly, watching the blackness in the skin fade slowly.
"It's still in your body." She said, spatting the last of the bad blood to the ground and wiping her lips with her dirty sleeve.
"Come on." She told him firmly, her eyes lingering on his as she took his hand again, stepping aside, once again letting him lead the way.
Edited by: Ryleigh Atalanta at: 12/23/01 10:04:53 am
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Peregrin knew there was little point / sense inr esisting this, they needed to be moving quicker but at the same time...the numbnes began receeding slightly from the grip it had claimed down his side. He breathed through the painful sucking, shutting his eyes once before cursing himself, just cos he was with her again didn't mean he could relax....he was in hte middle of their camp...
He snapped them open agian, the heat had faded down, brilliant reads and oranges burnt together in a furnace like gaze. Shuddering at what she was doing for him he tilted his head slightly and nodded, smiling at her oddly, his hand being taken he took the lead, pushing the pace onward, getting to the point where he would be justified in sayin almost there he said nothing.
Feeling the poison working back into him, slower and not as forcefully but still there...keeping his mind sharp, his anger dying with every step...burning itself out, he kept the fire in his hand ticking away with small flames.
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 63
(12/23/01 10:39 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Ryleigh kept up with Peregrins strides her hand tightening around his, she kept her eyes locked on him, preparing herself to catch him incase he lost himself because of the poison.
They really needed to get back soon. She sighed happily when they reached the outer edges of the tent.
"There are the doors." Ryleigh breathed, her eyes catching another wonderful sight.
"And the headmistress!" She added almost jumping with glee, her blue eyes lighting up. She was going home.
Sllowly she shoved Pergrin foward towards their exit, willinng him on, knowing his body was still breaking down, her mind numb to her own escruciating pain..
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Peregrin stopped walking with her speaking, and as they reached this point so to did they reach the fire he was loking for. He looked at Ryleigh, seeing the happiness and hope in her eyes and hearing it in her voice and words. he nodded, golden skin still gleaming intensely, 'seeing' flames still flickering somewhere over by the doors he grinned at her.
"Both deputies are here to...they even found Harry Potter to get us down here...But that is the long way home." he said softly, looking down at her caringly, turning his arms sliding around her back gently, cautious of hurting her and not sure he wouldn't even just doing this...slumping inside with that thought he walked backwards, pulling her slowly to the fires.
"Just like a ninja Ryleigh" he said in his sam soft and reassuring tone, pulling her close against him as he touch the purple flames.
Surging up and around them, fire coiling and sinking inwards, Peregrin clung to her wishing this could have been a better / nicer time to show her this ability...becoming one with the flames and disapperaing.
Peregrin Blackstaff ~ The Hazel Eyed FireStarting Slytherin Steryker ~
Ryleigh Atalanta Someone In Deep Sh*t
Posts: 64
(12/23/01 10:58 am)
Re: Looking For Ryleigh
Ryleigh was still too worried about him to respond to anything he'd said, she didn't want him talking, that wastes too much energy, energy he didn't have, except that last bit about being just like a ninja. She tilted her head at him, blinking rapidly, turning her eyes to the doors then back to him.
"What are y...." She was cut off quickly as she was drug into the flames along with Peregrin.
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