dreamer_fray: (Vamped out)
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Harth glares at the demon, golden eyes burning- staybackstaybackbetterthanyouI'llwin...

It's young, and not strong, and Harth is winning the silent battle for dominance. But the others are getting close. Not much time.

With a furious, but fearful snarl it turns and leaves, allowing Harth to get out of the enclosed corner of rock, onto open ground. Better position, which he needs as other demons close in, curious and vicious with that.

These are older, stronger. He can't intimidate them the way he could with the other. Huh. Brute force it is, then.

Not waiting for them to attack, he launches himself at the two smaller creatures, fangs bared, hands as dangerous as any claws.

The others begin to close in.

Date: 2005-09-22 04:36 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (alert)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She's been following the third needle for - a while. Who knows? - and it's led her here. She crouches on top of a rocky ledge a few yards away, gripping her favoured weapon in one hand and watching.

Date: 2005-09-22 06:58 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (alert)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She recognises him, knows him, even through the mask and the fangs and the eyes.

Harth. She needs him. He can get her home.

She also knows those demons he's facing. Faced them a couple of times herself. Move in small family groups. Powerful strong. Don't have a lot of weak spots. Got tactics right as well. She nearly lost an arm to their type back in the day.

Date: 2005-09-23 12:26 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (bloodlust)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
He's not going to make it. The other two are closing in, and he can't take on all three at once.

She announces her presence by way of a sparking knife embedding itself cleanly in the throat of the demon facing the vampire, and jumps off the ledge, swinging her scythe around and ready for action.

Date: 2005-09-23 12:45 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (fighting)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She doesn't acknowledge him. She's wary of him, of course, in case he decides that he's really that hungry, but the demons are the threat here.

She attacks the other demon in the brief fraction of a second in which its attention is distracted by its companion being attacked. Jumping up and spinning, she decaptiates it easily with the blade of her scythe, completing a three sixty and landing in a ready crouch.

Date: 2005-09-23 01:31 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (smug)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She stands, slowly, watching him. He doesn't look to be about to attack her any time soon.

Need him. Need him to get back. Out of this place. Home.

She looks at him steadily, unmoving for a couple of beats, not quite sure what to do.

Say something. Talk to him. Words. Remember?.

Oh, right.

"Hi Harth." Her mouth spreads into a smile. "Miss me?"

Date: 2005-09-23 01:44 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (impatient)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
Another pause, again longer than it should be, as she tries to work things out in her head. Her smile fades, not from a change in mood, but because it doesn't feel natural on her face any more.

"Right," she says, finally. "Let's go, then."

And she indicates with a backwards nod of her head, the direction from which she came.

Date: 2005-09-23 01:54 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (impatient)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She blinks. Right. Explaining herself.

"Back. Home. I got what I came for. We need to get back to that power place where we came in."

She knows the way. One thing she's been careful about, never losing the way back home. Even when she forgot where home was.

Date: 2005-09-23 03:01 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (angry)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
"Shut up, Harth," she returns, promptly. Some things are just instinct.


"Yeah, I got it," her hand touches it where it rests below the hollow of her collar bone. "Quicker'n you."

Date: 2005-09-23 03:12 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (smug)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
"Y'think hard enough and I'll do it for you?" she shrugs. "You figured out how t'get back?"

She says it cockily. She's worked it out, but is testing him.

Date: 2005-09-23 04:07 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (smug)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
The girl's... Mel's mouth quirks at the corner.

"S'what I figured."

Beat.

"Funny how it never quite works out in your favour, though, ain't it?"

Date: 2005-09-23 04:13 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (huh?)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She doesn't of course, and just shrugs.

"S'posed to be with the Slayer," she says, vaguely, trying to sound uninterested.

Date: 2005-09-23 05:17 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (yeah right)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
Mel rolls her eyes.

"OK, no way anyone coulda faked that dream. Lilly was there, remember? And the Diaries had lotsa info about the thing.

"I got it right. S'posedta fetch the thing. The why's not my problem."

Beat.

"Why?"

Date: 2005-09-23 05:38 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (reflective)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She taps it thoughtfully as she listens.

"So while I'm here with it..."

There's no doubt in her mind as to who the Slayer is. He just got some of her birthright, is all.

Date: 2005-09-23 06:48 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (listening)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
"Huh."

She shrugs.

"See why y'wanted it, then. Tryin' to bring the demons back again, were ya?"

Date: 2005-09-23 06:52 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (looking back)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
"Right," she says easily.

"You comin' then?"

Date: 2005-09-23 07:02 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (dangerous)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
"Right," she agrees. Eying him warily, she turns in the direction she came from.

It's then she sees the demon on the rock, crouching in the position she had been earlier.

Mel sighs, as she hefts her weapon.

"You weren't gonna tell me that was there?"

Date: 2005-09-23 07:13 pm (UTC)
slayer_fray: (twincest)
From: [personal profile] slayer_fray
She rolls her eyes at him, apparently oblivious to the demon launches itself at them. Had she been in a more detached mood, she would be surprised to realise she's grinning too.

"No trouble for one of me," she says, before turning to fight it at the last minute, even as Harth throws himself into the...

Well, into the fray.

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