Chapter Nine
Kolya moaned and tried to turn over. Instead he found himself strapped down. Jolting awake he struggled tearing himself out of the binds. A familiar steel table supported his flailing body and the sterile smell hit his sensitive nose. He knew exactly where he was and desperately hoped the devil wasn't currently in residence of this medical hell.
"Ah, so the fucking nose-biter is awake."
Kolya stopped abruptly his pale eyes questing for the owner of the voice. She was leaning rather nonchalantly against a waist high counter top looking incredibly satisfied by his state. A smirk curled around her face and her eyes were light with wicked humor.
"So you took a real beating." The smirk never left. "That darkness was some nasty stuff. You should still be in some hellhole nightmare. Oh wait, you already are, my mistake. Anyway, you little shit; you're here for the rest of the week until you recover. And don't expect you're little girl friend or you're pals to be visiting. Think of it as some quiet time, buddy."
Kolya stared at her deadpan. A ripple of pain registered from the side of his neck and he looked down surprised to find that a thick tube was inserted. The metal collar was nowhere in evidence.
"Don't get any ideas now." Katy teased mockingly noting his look. She sauntered towards the door, "Since you're awake now I'll be leaving. Just be careful not to reopen you're wounds, I'm not stitching them more than once bastard. Make sure to stay hydrated," She pointed to a bowl of cool water in the corner, "And food will be delivered."
Then she left. Kolya was surprised and suspicious. Why did she leave so soon? He expected quite a bit of retribution for her nose, which he noticed had healed with a small scar. He would imagine her vanity was pricked over that one.
Rolling over in the eerie silence that reigned over the small, blank room he almost fell off as pain lanced hotly through his shoulder. He bit back a scream and righted himself. Gritting his teeth he turned to look at the damage.
Bright blue stitched were lined neatly across the black tinted flesh. All the hair had been shaved away leaving a naked spot. Angry red welts from the dog's claws were dressed neatly, but not tightly bandaged. Grudgingly, Kolya had to admit that Katy did seem to know her job well. He just wondered if she had left any nasty surprises for him while doing it.
Cautiously he eased over relishing the cold metal against his slightly fevered skin. Rolling his head he judged the distance to the ground and somewhat clumsily slid off the table. He landed on all four feet, barely. Searing pain lanced through his whole side as the shoulder jarred. However, it subsided rather quickly and luckily nothing had been pulled out of place.
"You shouldn't do that, honey." Jo commented from where she was lounging. The flareon looked freshly cleaned up and there was still a slight shadow in her emerald eyes. The same one he had briefly seen before it all went to hell on the battlefield.
You look well. He said diplomatically. He wasn't sure how, good or bad, their relationship changed, but it had. It wasn't that they were being more civil, well, not entirely. Maybe she respected him just a touch more that he had survived the first battle. Or maybe sharing Tynan's horrendous attack forged a tentative bond thin as a spider web strand.
"Better than you anyway." She retorted with an only slightly smug grin. "Anyway, the bitch told me to watch over you while she was out. She did a good job."
I was surprised.
"It's her job, she takes it seriously." Jo remarked answering his unsaid question. She heaved herself up tiredly and gave another smile, this one tinged with bitterness, "Want to see Tynan get his ass chewed out by Damon? He wasn't supposed to pull shit like that without permission, you know."
What was that?
"A genetically enhanced attack. As an eevee he showed great promise so they modified him. That's why he's flipped his lid and is such a psychotic, deranged pokemon." She seemed a little sad, "He wasn't always that way. Just be glad you evolved before they brought you in here."
Kolya was surprised she was talking so much. He didn't think their new tentative arrangement warrant such an immediate flood of personal information. Suspiciously he asked, "Were you an eevee?"
She gave a half-hearted smirk, "That'd be me. The fucked up queen bitch of the team."
And Karis?
"Her too." Jo replied slowly, "Damon was already evolved like you. Perhaps that is why you two guys are the only ones with working minds. Sometimes I wonder…"
"What the fucking hell were you thinking you flaming moron!" Damon's sharp, anger filled voice filled the room cutting Jo's sentence off unfinished. "I should kick your sorry ass off the team for the next few battles for that…that stupid shit of a stunt. Damn it! Tynan, I specifically asked that you not do that bloody trick! Now my ass is on the line and it's all your fucking fault you bastard."
"Mamn," Tynan replied monotone as the two came into view. Damon wore a furious expression, and although it was directed at the dark type Kolya unconsciously cringed anyway. The dark type in question seemed unshaken and unrepentant. A fierce grin was loosely on his face as he seemed to be recalling his 'shit of a stunt'. "Lendge."
"I don't give a flying flip if it was a legendary son of a bitch! We had the advantage of numbers. Only Karis and Reidar were down and out at the time. Even one of those bastards couldn't withstand an all out attack made by the three of us. And you damn well know that! You really are addled as you seem. Fuck, I can't even look at you, it's sickening. You're in for some shit of punishment too."
He seemed to notice Jo and Kolya all of a sudden. Some of the rage drained out of his face abruptly and it was replaced with cold indifference.
"Katy asked me to watch Reidar." Jo supplied meekly adverting her gaze. Despite her prior joke about the fun that watching Tynan getting whipped she was finding this anything but funny.
Tynan looked at Kolya's shoulder and cocked his head mildly questioning.
I'm fine.
"But you are not!" Damon snapped at the umbreon, his rage renewed by Tynan's inattention. Booming now he snapped showing all his sharp teeth, "Jo, go get some rest. Tynan will be watching Reidar until he released by Katy. Then, Tynan, you will report directly to me for the rest of your sentence."
Jo watched him stalk off for a moment before whispering to Kolya, "Take care of yourself. And take care of yourself kiddo, because Tynan won't."
Kolya was now incredibly confused and his head was spinning. Then he realized that was probably due to the stress he was putting on his body. Paying more attention he noticed his limbs were quivering with weakness begging to be rested. A steady, dull throb beat in his shoulder. He realized that Katy must have given him a painkiller before she left. He obliged his traitorous body and sank to the cool tile.
Tynan padded up wordlessly and stared down with his blood red eyes. In his mind Kolya replayed the devastating attack dished out just a few hours before. Suppressing a shiver he edged away slightly.
"Nai." Tynan muttered looking exhausted now that Damon was out of sight. He sat down ignoring Kolya's nervous behavior. His coat and rings were extremely dull, so much so that they seemed to turn slightly grayish. Small gashes decorated his body where he was stuck with small bits of backlash from his own attack.
Are you okay? Kolya finally asked desperately wishing for someone else as a nursemaid. Even Jo acting like a bitch was better than such silently, deadly, tipsy company. It made Kolya wonder just how thin the umbreon's control really was.
"Sai-sai." Kolya got the impression that what he was saying was 'so-so'. The dark type gave a shrug and a speculative gleam came into his ruby eyes. He pointed to Kolya's neck and gave a decisive laugh, which sounded like a hoarse bark.
They took it off. Kolya replied uncomfortably. He had a good idea as to what was going through the umbreon's head at the moment. It had flashed in his briefly before he noticed Jo. There was always the chance, however, that he wasn't completely free. Katy had seemed cocky and unafraid even without it. They both knew that he could snap her in half if he wanted to. Something didn't add up and Kolya wasn't much of a gambler. He didn't like getting into things half-cocked.
"Ie." Tynan said bouncing up gleefully. He started purposefully towards the exit and stopped to stare over his shoulder in annoyance when Kolya didn't jump up and follow him.
No. I'm not supposed to leave this room. He replied feeling a tingle of warning deep down. Whatever the craze umbreon was up to he didn't want to have anything to do with it. He couldn't even walk without feeling like passing out and he sure couldn't run. Jo's warning rang true in his mind. Tynan wouldn't bother to help him out if it came down to being caught.
The umbreon stalked back over looking like a feral dog. His long ears were flattened on the nape of his neck and his head was lowered. He growled deep in his throat. Apparently, when cohesion failed he cut straight to threats. Ones that were well founded, Kolya was afraid.
No. I'm not going. I'm in no shape to be dashing about. He snarled back knowing that Tynan would easily call his bluff. He felt weak as a newborn pup and the world was spinning slightly. He gritted his teeth forcefully and made himself stand up to his full height for effect.
The umbreon considered for a moment, his strange eyes flickering with doubt. Then he reached a decision. With one swift pounce he had Kolya by the back of his neck and was dragging the larger eon.
Kolya's shoulder screamed at such treatment and he snarled at Tynan feeling a deep, primal rage bubbling up. No one got away with treating him like this. He was not a weak, helpless eevee puppy anymore. It didn't matter to him at the moment that his powers were null on the dark nature of his tormentor. All that mattered was such intolerable behavior was being inflicted on him and it was hurting him!
Bracing his paws Kolya lashed his tail. Surprised, the umbreon tripped on the long, furry appendage. He caught himself and boxed Kolya's ears making the espeon's head ring furiously.
Still seeing red and almost out of his mind with pain and kill lust Kolya howled soundlessly and latched onto his tormentor's slender, slightly arched back. His teeth tore through thick muscle working their way down to the tender spinal cord.
This time Tynan turned around and practically ripped of one side of his face. The skin and fur hung down loosely where the umbreon had pulled a nice sized semi-circle right under Kolya's pale, blazing eye.
"Mekka no keesh!" The umbreon snarled rolling his eyes and looking very pissed. He grabbed Kolya, much harder this time, and started to drag him towards the exit. By then the pain and exhaustion had eaten through the espeon's rage leaving him a bitter shell. He knew the umbreon was stronger and far more skilled than he was. Whatever was planned was something he had to go alone with.
As the blood trickled out of his surprisingly tidy wound he stopped resisting and concentrated feeling the liquid slid down his furry cheek and onto the floor. His paws slid in it as he was yanked making skid marks of crimson. An alarming look on the pristine white ceramic. The thick stuff coated his lavender fur leaving it crusty.
He barely noticed the area they passed through. Mostly it was a long corridor of doors that seemed to go on forever. The bright lights shone mercilessly overhead and he was forced to shut his eyes tight against their invasive light. Cool air wafted through from the cooling vents placed on the staccato ceiling. Strange smells filtered through his nose and the air was dead of sounds.
Suddenly the movement stopped and he felt his stomach lurch unappreciatively. A snarl grated out of his chest, but Tynan took no notice. He was too busy opening the door. With a muffled click the latch gave in, defeated. The interior of the room was pitch black and a neon green laser beams coved the doorway. Before Kolya could process this Tynan jerked his head and threw the heavier eon through.
What? Kolya managed to sputter incredibly angry. His lips drew back and he flattened his butterfly ears causing his cheek to bunch up. A sharp stab of pain reminded him and he subsided.
Staggering around the room he lost his balance twice and went sprawling. Only the deep-rooted fear of getting caught made him get up and go on. More than once he rammed into solid objects bruising various parts of his body. Once, and only once, he slammed his shoulder into a metal chest.
With a scream of pain he collapsed hyperventilating. Tynan barked from the entrance and Kolya inched to his unsteady paws.
It was dark, pitch black in the back. The only light available was the bright, sterile light streaming from the open doorway. Although Kolya's night vision was excellent he could only just make things out. Fumbling he finally found a light switch.
As they snapped on he nearly jumped out of his skin. Floating in glass aquarium type cages were embryos of pokemon. The majority of them were eevee, but there were a few scattered dragon and dark types trapped in the murky liquid.
He wandered down staring with half-delirious, half-true vision. He couldn't separate the two, but he wasn't sure he wanted to.
Hybrids were twisted grotesquely and most looked on half finished. He felt sick. Karis had been born here. She hadn't said it so bluntly, but she had.
Soon he found himself in the more developed section of the laboratory. These poor creatures had reached a sort of maturity. Some were missing limbs or facial features. One small even had no eyes, just a smooth fold of skin where they would be. Its tiny mouth was curled into a gruesome smile as if it were amused by some morbid joke.
Kolya did his best to hurry past that one.
Just as he reached the end a noise stopped him. It was small, inconspicuous. Or it would have been if the whole place hadn't been so eerily silently the whole time the intruder past through.
Joeyz girl: *bows* Thank you. My highlights always seem to be my battles O.o I wonder what that means. And bloody is a fun word. I was watching HP last night. Umm, slice and dice attack? Dunno. I don't care either way about Raikou, the poor thing was randomly chosen. Okay, I'll give it a look ~.^
Coffee Luv: More coming up.
Pheonix Rising: Sure, him too. It's a nameless attack (I should name it, everyone asks). Raikou got it this time, poor thunder beast.
Paladin Dragoon: Flaying is fun... -.-;; Thank you for your high praise! Hot is good, I wish it were hot here now. Instead we might be getting snow soon. Do you have balmut (did I spell that right? boiled duck fetus) where you live. Sorry, curosity is a major flaw of mine, and I remember watching this thing on the travel channel and that's the only thing I remember about the Philippines *sweatdrop*
Kolya moaned and tried to turn over. Instead he found himself strapped down. Jolting awake he struggled tearing himself out of the binds. A familiar steel table supported his flailing body and the sterile smell hit his sensitive nose. He knew exactly where he was and desperately hoped the devil wasn't currently in residence of this medical hell.
"Ah, so the fucking nose-biter is awake."
Kolya stopped abruptly his pale eyes questing for the owner of the voice. She was leaning rather nonchalantly against a waist high counter top looking incredibly satisfied by his state. A smirk curled around her face and her eyes were light with wicked humor.
"So you took a real beating." The smirk never left. "That darkness was some nasty stuff. You should still be in some hellhole nightmare. Oh wait, you already are, my mistake. Anyway, you little shit; you're here for the rest of the week until you recover. And don't expect you're little girl friend or you're pals to be visiting. Think of it as some quiet time, buddy."
Kolya stared at her deadpan. A ripple of pain registered from the side of his neck and he looked down surprised to find that a thick tube was inserted. The metal collar was nowhere in evidence.
"Don't get any ideas now." Katy teased mockingly noting his look. She sauntered towards the door, "Since you're awake now I'll be leaving. Just be careful not to reopen you're wounds, I'm not stitching them more than once bastard. Make sure to stay hydrated," She pointed to a bowl of cool water in the corner, "And food will be delivered."
Then she left. Kolya was surprised and suspicious. Why did she leave so soon? He expected quite a bit of retribution for her nose, which he noticed had healed with a small scar. He would imagine her vanity was pricked over that one.
Rolling over in the eerie silence that reigned over the small, blank room he almost fell off as pain lanced hotly through his shoulder. He bit back a scream and righted himself. Gritting his teeth he turned to look at the damage.
Bright blue stitched were lined neatly across the black tinted flesh. All the hair had been shaved away leaving a naked spot. Angry red welts from the dog's claws were dressed neatly, but not tightly bandaged. Grudgingly, Kolya had to admit that Katy did seem to know her job well. He just wondered if she had left any nasty surprises for him while doing it.
Cautiously he eased over relishing the cold metal against his slightly fevered skin. Rolling his head he judged the distance to the ground and somewhat clumsily slid off the table. He landed on all four feet, barely. Searing pain lanced through his whole side as the shoulder jarred. However, it subsided rather quickly and luckily nothing had been pulled out of place.
"You shouldn't do that, honey." Jo commented from where she was lounging. The flareon looked freshly cleaned up and there was still a slight shadow in her emerald eyes. The same one he had briefly seen before it all went to hell on the battlefield.
You look well. He said diplomatically. He wasn't sure how, good or bad, their relationship changed, but it had. It wasn't that they were being more civil, well, not entirely. Maybe she respected him just a touch more that he had survived the first battle. Or maybe sharing Tynan's horrendous attack forged a tentative bond thin as a spider web strand.
"Better than you anyway." She retorted with an only slightly smug grin. "Anyway, the bitch told me to watch over you while she was out. She did a good job."
I was surprised.
"It's her job, she takes it seriously." Jo remarked answering his unsaid question. She heaved herself up tiredly and gave another smile, this one tinged with bitterness, "Want to see Tynan get his ass chewed out by Damon? He wasn't supposed to pull shit like that without permission, you know."
What was that?
"A genetically enhanced attack. As an eevee he showed great promise so they modified him. That's why he's flipped his lid and is such a psychotic, deranged pokemon." She seemed a little sad, "He wasn't always that way. Just be glad you evolved before they brought you in here."
Kolya was surprised she was talking so much. He didn't think their new tentative arrangement warrant such an immediate flood of personal information. Suspiciously he asked, "Were you an eevee?"
She gave a half-hearted smirk, "That'd be me. The fucked up queen bitch of the team."
And Karis?
"Her too." Jo replied slowly, "Damon was already evolved like you. Perhaps that is why you two guys are the only ones with working minds. Sometimes I wonder…"
"What the fucking hell were you thinking you flaming moron!" Damon's sharp, anger filled voice filled the room cutting Jo's sentence off unfinished. "I should kick your sorry ass off the team for the next few battles for that…that stupid shit of a stunt. Damn it! Tynan, I specifically asked that you not do that bloody trick! Now my ass is on the line and it's all your fucking fault you bastard."
"Mamn," Tynan replied monotone as the two came into view. Damon wore a furious expression, and although it was directed at the dark type Kolya unconsciously cringed anyway. The dark type in question seemed unshaken and unrepentant. A fierce grin was loosely on his face as he seemed to be recalling his 'shit of a stunt'. "Lendge."
"I don't give a flying flip if it was a legendary son of a bitch! We had the advantage of numbers. Only Karis and Reidar were down and out at the time. Even one of those bastards couldn't withstand an all out attack made by the three of us. And you damn well know that! You really are addled as you seem. Fuck, I can't even look at you, it's sickening. You're in for some shit of punishment too."
He seemed to notice Jo and Kolya all of a sudden. Some of the rage drained out of his face abruptly and it was replaced with cold indifference.
"Katy asked me to watch Reidar." Jo supplied meekly adverting her gaze. Despite her prior joke about the fun that watching Tynan getting whipped she was finding this anything but funny.
Tynan looked at Kolya's shoulder and cocked his head mildly questioning.
I'm fine.
"But you are not!" Damon snapped at the umbreon, his rage renewed by Tynan's inattention. Booming now he snapped showing all his sharp teeth, "Jo, go get some rest. Tynan will be watching Reidar until he released by Katy. Then, Tynan, you will report directly to me for the rest of your sentence."
Jo watched him stalk off for a moment before whispering to Kolya, "Take care of yourself. And take care of yourself kiddo, because Tynan won't."
Kolya was now incredibly confused and his head was spinning. Then he realized that was probably due to the stress he was putting on his body. Paying more attention he noticed his limbs were quivering with weakness begging to be rested. A steady, dull throb beat in his shoulder. He realized that Katy must have given him a painkiller before she left. He obliged his traitorous body and sank to the cool tile.
Tynan padded up wordlessly and stared down with his blood red eyes. In his mind Kolya replayed the devastating attack dished out just a few hours before. Suppressing a shiver he edged away slightly.
"Nai." Tynan muttered looking exhausted now that Damon was out of sight. He sat down ignoring Kolya's nervous behavior. His coat and rings were extremely dull, so much so that they seemed to turn slightly grayish. Small gashes decorated his body where he was stuck with small bits of backlash from his own attack.
Are you okay? Kolya finally asked desperately wishing for someone else as a nursemaid. Even Jo acting like a bitch was better than such silently, deadly, tipsy company. It made Kolya wonder just how thin the umbreon's control really was.
"Sai-sai." Kolya got the impression that what he was saying was 'so-so'. The dark type gave a shrug and a speculative gleam came into his ruby eyes. He pointed to Kolya's neck and gave a decisive laugh, which sounded like a hoarse bark.
They took it off. Kolya replied uncomfortably. He had a good idea as to what was going through the umbreon's head at the moment. It had flashed in his briefly before he noticed Jo. There was always the chance, however, that he wasn't completely free. Katy had seemed cocky and unafraid even without it. They both knew that he could snap her in half if he wanted to. Something didn't add up and Kolya wasn't much of a gambler. He didn't like getting into things half-cocked.
"Ie." Tynan said bouncing up gleefully. He started purposefully towards the exit and stopped to stare over his shoulder in annoyance when Kolya didn't jump up and follow him.
No. I'm not supposed to leave this room. He replied feeling a tingle of warning deep down. Whatever the craze umbreon was up to he didn't want to have anything to do with it. He couldn't even walk without feeling like passing out and he sure couldn't run. Jo's warning rang true in his mind. Tynan wouldn't bother to help him out if it came down to being caught.
The umbreon stalked back over looking like a feral dog. His long ears were flattened on the nape of his neck and his head was lowered. He growled deep in his throat. Apparently, when cohesion failed he cut straight to threats. Ones that were well founded, Kolya was afraid.
No. I'm not going. I'm in no shape to be dashing about. He snarled back knowing that Tynan would easily call his bluff. He felt weak as a newborn pup and the world was spinning slightly. He gritted his teeth forcefully and made himself stand up to his full height for effect.
The umbreon considered for a moment, his strange eyes flickering with doubt. Then he reached a decision. With one swift pounce he had Kolya by the back of his neck and was dragging the larger eon.
Kolya's shoulder screamed at such treatment and he snarled at Tynan feeling a deep, primal rage bubbling up. No one got away with treating him like this. He was not a weak, helpless eevee puppy anymore. It didn't matter to him at the moment that his powers were null on the dark nature of his tormentor. All that mattered was such intolerable behavior was being inflicted on him and it was hurting him!
Bracing his paws Kolya lashed his tail. Surprised, the umbreon tripped on the long, furry appendage. He caught himself and boxed Kolya's ears making the espeon's head ring furiously.
Still seeing red and almost out of his mind with pain and kill lust Kolya howled soundlessly and latched onto his tormentor's slender, slightly arched back. His teeth tore through thick muscle working their way down to the tender spinal cord.
This time Tynan turned around and practically ripped of one side of his face. The skin and fur hung down loosely where the umbreon had pulled a nice sized semi-circle right under Kolya's pale, blazing eye.
"Mekka no keesh!" The umbreon snarled rolling his eyes and looking very pissed. He grabbed Kolya, much harder this time, and started to drag him towards the exit. By then the pain and exhaustion had eaten through the espeon's rage leaving him a bitter shell. He knew the umbreon was stronger and far more skilled than he was. Whatever was planned was something he had to go alone with.
As the blood trickled out of his surprisingly tidy wound he stopped resisting and concentrated feeling the liquid slid down his furry cheek and onto the floor. His paws slid in it as he was yanked making skid marks of crimson. An alarming look on the pristine white ceramic. The thick stuff coated his lavender fur leaving it crusty.
He barely noticed the area they passed through. Mostly it was a long corridor of doors that seemed to go on forever. The bright lights shone mercilessly overhead and he was forced to shut his eyes tight against their invasive light. Cool air wafted through from the cooling vents placed on the staccato ceiling. Strange smells filtered through his nose and the air was dead of sounds.
Suddenly the movement stopped and he felt his stomach lurch unappreciatively. A snarl grated out of his chest, but Tynan took no notice. He was too busy opening the door. With a muffled click the latch gave in, defeated. The interior of the room was pitch black and a neon green laser beams coved the doorway. Before Kolya could process this Tynan jerked his head and threw the heavier eon through.
What? Kolya managed to sputter incredibly angry. His lips drew back and he flattened his butterfly ears causing his cheek to bunch up. A sharp stab of pain reminded him and he subsided.
Staggering around the room he lost his balance twice and went sprawling. Only the deep-rooted fear of getting caught made him get up and go on. More than once he rammed into solid objects bruising various parts of his body. Once, and only once, he slammed his shoulder into a metal chest.
With a scream of pain he collapsed hyperventilating. Tynan barked from the entrance and Kolya inched to his unsteady paws.
It was dark, pitch black in the back. The only light available was the bright, sterile light streaming from the open doorway. Although Kolya's night vision was excellent he could only just make things out. Fumbling he finally found a light switch.
As they snapped on he nearly jumped out of his skin. Floating in glass aquarium type cages were embryos of pokemon. The majority of them were eevee, but there were a few scattered dragon and dark types trapped in the murky liquid.
He wandered down staring with half-delirious, half-true vision. He couldn't separate the two, but he wasn't sure he wanted to.
Hybrids were twisted grotesquely and most looked on half finished. He felt sick. Karis had been born here. She hadn't said it so bluntly, but she had.
Soon he found himself in the more developed section of the laboratory. These poor creatures had reached a sort of maturity. Some were missing limbs or facial features. One small even had no eyes, just a smooth fold of skin where they would be. Its tiny mouth was curled into a gruesome smile as if it were amused by some morbid joke.
Kolya did his best to hurry past that one.
Just as he reached the end a noise stopped him. It was small, inconspicuous. Or it would have been if the whole place hadn't been so eerily silently the whole time the intruder past through.
Joeyz girl: *bows* Thank you. My highlights always seem to be my battles O.o I wonder what that means. And bloody is a fun word. I was watching HP last night. Umm, slice and dice attack? Dunno. I don't care either way about Raikou, the poor thing was randomly chosen. Okay, I'll give it a look ~.^
Coffee Luv: More coming up.
Pheonix Rising: Sure, him too. It's a nameless attack (I should name it, everyone asks). Raikou got it this time, poor thunder beast.
Paladin Dragoon: Flaying is fun... -.-;; Thank you for your high praise! Hot is good, I wish it were hot here now. Instead we might be getting snow soon. Do you have balmut (did I spell that right? boiled duck fetus) where you live. Sorry, curosity is a major flaw of mine, and I remember watching this thing on the travel channel and that's the only thing I remember about the Philippines *sweatdrop*