Cooking disaster(open)

[kytazy]

Just as he'd gotten away from Seth, a quick battle seemed to take place. It was a little hard to pay attention to what was happening though, he wasn't bleeding anymore but everything was in a consistent haze. The loss of blood made him light-headed and he wasn't about to focus enough to try and figure out how the fight was going. Maybe this was what it felt like to get drunk? Smirking Zane thought, 'what the hell, why not?' and figured since they were busy attacking each other he'd have his own moment of fun. Figuring the emotions for a drunkard were some combination of joy, annoyance, and a bit of anger he tried messing with his own emotions.

The results felt.. flamboyant? Half sitting, half falling backwards Zane ended up on the floor blinking stupidly. He'd never tried messing with his own emotions before, and if he ended up remembering what happened today he might never do it again. It might have just been all the blood he'd lost fighting claw, but the fuzzy dark world he lived in just became a very strange place....

Shaking his head back and forth he glanced from side to side but was a bit confused on what was going on. Zane clumsily got back up. He could hear voices nearby but couldn't comprehend what was being said. "Hey! Who turned off all the freaken lights!?" he questioned no one in particular. Oh, right there were only those two people here, some part of his mind registered, probably the more sober half that was too shocked to do anything. "You!" he pointed at the doors behind Seth, "You are Calistro's brother Beth! What the hell is wrong with your name, aren't you a guy?" That name didn't exactly sound right, but whatever. He wasn't sure (of anything) if the fight was done but he didn't care he took a couple strides over as if to confront the two about them ignoring him before tripping over his own feet and preforming an impressive face plant. God maybe it'd actually be better if he didn't remember all this.

As if that totally hadn't happened Zane picked himself up and made it the rest of the way without falling again until he was in front of the pair. He would be apart of the conversation. "Nah, she might be able to survive a couple."

[newfiesrock2000]

Claw was surprised by the sudden pressure she felt in the air, and that surprise made her make a mistake, and a stupid one at that. It had somehow managed to grab onto her, despite the speed she was moving. She managed to swing slightly to the side to avoid it from hitting her, but the electric currents running throughout her body hurt a lot more than a simple punch from a weakling like that every would.

Luckily, she knew how to deal with electricity too. Cops used more than just guns, their Tasers were pretty powerful, and she had almost gotten caught whenever one of them managed to get close enough to use it. She had to let the electricity run through her, not fight it. She had to let it move her, and she could use it to fight back by trying to aim each time it made her move. She managed to land what she thought was a good, solid kick and the face, and used the momentum of the next volt to escape its grasp.

“Claw, my name is CLAW!” she practically roared, getting up on her feet. “There is no Clair in this room, and there has never been a Clair for the entire time we’ve been in here. There’s only you, me, and that other guy that not one gives a shit about. And I am Claw, because Claw doesn’t lose, Claw doesn’t die, and Claw especially is not going to be taken down by someone like you!” She growled. She assumed this was just going to make it call her “Clair” even more, but maybe she would be able to knock it in to it, or rather, scratch it into it before this fight ended.

Even faster this time, she ran around it in a circle, attempting to confuse it so it wouldn’t know where she was going to attack. She swiped her claws at it every now and then as random and unpredictably as she could, jumping around and changing direction at times too. It was difficult to attack due to the density in the air, but she was stronger than it, she was stronger than anything. “I…win!” she growled, swiping her claws at it with each word, with the last one she jumped at him, fangs ready to rip straight through flesh and bone.

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Seth was gritting his teeth through the process of electrocuting Claw. The actual creation of pulling electrons into a current, wasn't exactly an exact method for him yet, and there was always a bit of backlash in the attempts. Sure he could put up a brave face at the actions, but this time, he didn't have enough time to fry Clair before she managed an impossible reaction and actually extended out her leg enough to partially succeed in kicking his head. Luckily, he managed to shift his body enough to let the kick his his shoulder, knocking the boy away and dislodging his shoulder.

He let out a soft sigh, lying on the ground, near what smelled like burnt socks, and looked like a pan full of burnt charcoal. Shaking his head, Seth started standing back up, watching as Zane made a fool of himself. Apparently the blood loss was effecting the poor boy more than he had previously believed. This situation would have to end soon, very soon in order to prevent irreversible damage to everyone involved. Another sigh escaped his lips as Seth realized that this would mean another visit to the Nurse. At least this time she'd be more interested in the gravity of the wounds present in her patients, than his personal psychological conditions.

Seth was feeling tired though, all these fast paced, powerful, and human transmutations were taking their toll on his body, and despite his powers, despite his skill, it was rather depleting on his energy supplies. It really sucked that today, he had bothered to do research, otherwise, things could've gone different, he wouldn't have been so tired and could've taken the time to slowly tear Clair down, rather than use finisher after finisher.

He blinked as a barrier of blurs and colors started circling him, sending out a voice that was seriously starting to grate on his nerves as slashes started appearing on his skin, slowly leaking out his own blood. He frowned slightly, watching as it all happened, before nodding. Sticking his tongue out, Seth bit off the tip, keeping silent and closing his mouth, letting his blood amass within. He would wait, Clair was too predictable, and he knew she would attempt to bite him soon.

Seth grinned, watching as Clair appeared right in front of him, and quickly shifted his weight to the left, wrapping his arms around Clair, and holding her in place as he felt her fangs sink into his shoulder, and snapping his collarbone like it was a twig. He gritted his teeth, before biting Claw himself, turning the blood flowing from his body into a heavy base, quickly pulling out all the positive hydrogen atoms he could from his life liquid, and transferring the unnaturally heavily caustic liquid straight into Clair's bloodstream through the bite he had given her. No matter the girl's strength, no matter her speed, nothing could save her now.

He managed a coughing laugh, as his hands tightened around Clair, almost as if giving her a hug, but really, it was just a chance to spread more of the blood she had released over her body, the heavily alkaline blood that would eat through both flesh and material like water through paper. There would be no escape, no chance of return, not unless she surrendered. "Death only awaits you now, unless you suck up your pride, Clair. Give in you stupid girl."

[newfiesrock2000]

Claw hissed as she felt its teeth sink into her flesh, and felt something burn. She knew that whatever this was, it wouldn’t be good. As usual, she had to outrun it, to act faster than their powers could. She quickly curled her hands into fist, digging her claws into her skin, and unclenched them as fast as she could. She reached over its shoulder and dug her claws into its skin, lodging them in a far and securely as they would go. The cuts from her palm trickled down her fingers and claws and into its skin. Hopefully whatever it was doing to her, she would be able to pass it onto it this way. If not, it would have a dead girl’s claws stuck in his back and a large enough gash to kill it in about two minutes.

“My name is Claw!” she hissed in its ear, digging her claws in even deeper. “And I would rather die than give into you.” She said through clenched teeth. That thing he had done to her, whatever it was, was really starting to burn now. The wounds on her back and her arm had pretty much scabbed over, but they were cracking from all the moving around she had done. She was starting to get tired to, more tired than before. She could feel her energy slowly draining away like water poured from a cup. Her pain and her anger were replenishing that, but it wasn’t always going to be enough. She was starting to worry, but she knew she could handle it. She always had, and she always will.

She could smell the rich scent of blood in the air, and taste it seeping in between her teeth. She could feel it slowly dripping down her back, and soaking through her clothes. It covered the floor and painted the walls. She wondered how just three people could carry that much blood in their tiny little bodies, and even stranger, still have more left. It didn’t seem like that other guy was faring well without his blood to support him, but he was weak, he was prey, and prey died easy. Enemies, of course, were a little harder to kill.

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Seth let out a guttural moan the moment Clair's claws dug into his back, sinking deep into him. Seconds later, he let out a hacking cough, spitting up quite a bit of blood, before gritting his teeth, now his breathing was quite shallow. Apparently the girl had gotten luck and managed to puncture one of his lungs.

Due to the intense flare of pain, and the sudden decrease in his oxygen, Seth slumped forward slightly, resting more of his weight on Clair than support it himself. It wasn't really the wisest choice, as the girl was likely to collapse any moment now as well, but he wasn't feeling up to holding up his full weight for the moment either.

In order to prevent shock from sinking in, and disabling Seth, despite all he had done to prevent that previously, Seth let out a low breath, closed his eyes, and focused on his powers, slowly stitching back up his skin, using the same method as he had performed with Zane. It would limit his blood loss, and keep him capable of action for a little bit longer. There wasn't much that could be done for the lung though, not yet.

Feeling a burn across his skin, from Clair's own blood, he realized that she was trying to pass on the caustic liquid. Focusing on that instead, he started to turn it into pure blood again, using the positive hydrogen atoms that he had previously removed from the mixture to neutralize the agent.

[newfiesrock2000]

Claw felt something new running through her body. Something cool and refreshing. She shuddered with relief as the feeling spread. The burn slowly began to recede, starting with her fingers and ending at the bite. She slowly began to relax, muscles quaking with fatigue. She had never felt this tired before, whole body hurt, and every movement intensified the pain. She slowly felt her conscious slipping away, her claws began to loosen their grip on his flesh. She quickly shook her head, no, she couldn’t pass out now; she was in the middle of a fight! But…the pain was going away, she had won, there was no need to fight anymore.

She pulled her claws back into her fingers, and slowly slipped away from their awkward embrace. She clumsily landed on her feet, stumbling slightly and almost falling flat on her face before using her tail to balance herself. Her extra body parts were more than just for show. She often used her tail to balance and without her ears she probably wouldn’t be able to hear anything compared to what she hears now. She hasn’t been in her human form since…since ever. She couldn’t remember a time when she had shifted out of her regular form. Whenever she went out in public, she would just hide her ears under her tail and tuck her tail into her shirt. She couldn’t imagine ever being a puny little human.

Her legs shook terribly with the effort to keep herself standing. She felt so tired and weak; having her blood changed into some kind of poison must have really left an impact on her. Most of the pain was gone, but her muscles ached horribly, she had to make an effort just to keep her eyes open, which were now fading back to blue. She hissed once, and her whole body shook again. She began seeing little black dots clouding her vision, slowly gathering in number, closing in. “I…I win.” She growled weakly and collapsed on the floor, finally giving in to the darkness surrounding her head.

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Seth let out an exasperated sigh that turned into a violent cough, spewing a bit of blood from between his lips. That ruptured lung would really prove to be a problem, and was already causing the young man to become rather light headed. Dropping down to his knees just a second before Claw collapsed, he was glad that she fell forward, and folded herself nicely into a textbook fireman's carry over his shoulder. He let out a shuddering breath as he slowly stood up, feeling the burn in his back, and the tearing of a few of the scabs as well. Bleeding would be a problem, but ignoring that, the alchemist stumbled over to the door.

Resting against it for a second, as he reverted it back to it's previous form, Seth tried catching his breath before barking an order. "Oi, idiot, it's time we left for the nurse." He unfortunately didn't feel up to waiting for the other to follow right in his footsteps, with his blurring sight, he didn't have much time to act. Besides the Nurse's Office was all the way in the other wing.

Shrugging off the though, and popping open the door, Seth started stumbling through the walls. Later on, he would probably admit that sheer stubbornness was what managed to get him to the destination, but for now, he just gritted his teeth and pushed one more step out of his body. No one deserved to die, not over whatever stupidity started this brawl. Seth was still a bit hungry though.