Confrontation

BETA/Blue had been separated from its primary caregiver, the Umbrella Scientist who created him, Dr. Hinako. He was out of immediate camera range, so he couldn't use his ability to see through cameras to get him back to a sense of normalcy within the city. Instead, the blue scaled creature was in the middle of dense, foggy woodland. One of his sharp talons reached for a mossy trunk which liquefied under the pressure of its claws as he drag each of his sharpened nails across the surface of the half decayed trunk. Sharper than surgical steel they were, he didn't need to put much pressure onto his claw to cut deep trenches into its surface. It could smell something in the air, its bladed tail snaking behind him as he hunkered his 9'4 frame lower to the ground, and slid into the brush as stealthily it could in spite of its pounding foot falls....

(any can join! I'm bored xD)

Serah wanders the woodlands, bleeding and hurt. The helicopter had not landed as great as she hoped it would have. She was just glad that the Lieutenant and the other civilians had gotten off at the Hospital rooftop before she had spiraled off into the Arklay woodlands. A few moments had passed since she left the twisted metal wreck; her SMG and her m79 were broken and beyond immediate repair, so she abandoned them in the burning wreck. She had just her pistol and a knife now... and as she took a rest on a tree trunk, felt another impact, as the helicopter, many yards behind her exploded. "Nyaaah!" She screamed, flying through the air before tumbling into the brush. Her body was sore, bleeding, a head wound from her helicopter crash untreated which continued to bleed ran down her cheek and across her neck, between the hills of her breasts at the center of her blouse. She winced, dragging her injured leg as she pulls herself up thanks to the help of a nearby tree. "Shit..." she coughed, the scent of helicopter fuel and mechanical fire assaulting her nostrils as she gazes over at the yellow and orange fire ball. She leaned back against the tree, closing her eyes and sighed, counting her blessings that she had not fallen unconscious during her spin out.

"One hell of a day...." She sighed, yanking her beretta from her thigh holster and wearily trudged through the forest.

Serah Wu wrote:Serah wanders the woodlands, bleeding and hurt. The helicopter had not landed as great as she hoped it would have. She was just glad that the Lieutenant and the other civilians had gotten off at the Hospital rooftop before she had spiraled off into the Arklay woodlands. A few moments had passed since she left the twisted metal wreck; her SMG and her m79 were broken and beyond immediate repair, so she abandoned them in the burning wreck. She had just her pistol and a knife now... and as she took a rest on a tree trunk, felt another impact, as the helicopter, many yards behind her exploded. "Nyaaah!" She screamed, flying through the air before tumbling into the brush. Her body was sore, bleeding, a head wound from her helicopter crash untreated which continued to bleed ran down her cheek and across her neck, between the hills of her breasts at the center of her blouse. She winced, dragging her injured leg as she pulls herself up thanks to the help of a nearby tree. "Shit..." she coughed, the scent of helicopter fuel and mechanical fire assaulting her nostrils as she gazes over at the yellow and orange fire ball. She leaned back against the tree, closing her eyes and sighed, counting her blessings that she had not fallen unconscious during her spin out.

"One hell of a day...." She sighed, yanking her beretta from her thigh holster and wearily trudged through the forest.

A loud boom had Blue's attention suddenly... that and the scent of blood in the air. Curious, and hungry, the creature took to the brush, going through the low limbs of fur trees, following the scent of blood and burning oil. Soon, he was ontop of a short hill, overlooking a crashed helicopter scene. He scanned the area, and not too far away, stumbling, was a young woman bleeding and carrying herself through the brush several yards away from the crash site. Blue licked his scaly lips. She was armed, but injured... and not protected by Dr. Hinako's programming. The stealthy hunter pushed forwards, sticking to the brush for cover, hiding in the thick overgrowth so he could get an edge on the woman; his orange gold reptilian eyes gleaming in the soft orange glow of the fires as he stalked his meal...