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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 19, 2007 11:21:30 GMT -5
(You'll get there. ) Rickter swore softly as he realized he was trapped. But, then again, he wasn't. He vanished and reappeared a few feet from the wolf. His wings keeping him aloft. He smiled when he saw the water balloon. What use would it be against him? Unless. A thought occurred to him. He swore once more and aimed a bullet at the balloon in an attempt to pop it. Then vanishing once more he reappeared with the gun barrel touching the wolf. He pulled the trigger sending the bullet at the beasts leg.
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Post by Pete on Sept 19, 2007 11:26:57 GMT -5
All that practice had finally payed off for Pete, weeks of transforming back and forth had made him an expert. As Rickter pressed the gun against his leg, Pete transformed in a split second into a white wolf, as the bullet speeded just above his head, where his leg would have been. With a viscous snarl he popped the balloon in his mouth and tore his fangs into the Vampires leg, gnashing and whipping his head back and forth, trying to do as much damage as possible. ((yeay age 200 lawl))
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 20, 2007 3:56:14 GMT -5
Rickter vanished when the wolf bit into his leg, the water from the balloon passing the air where he'd just been. He reappeared behind the wolf and sent three shots, one to either side of him and one directly towards his back. Then once again he lunged forwards attempting to stick the wolf on his blade.
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