Raider Assault - Air Division

[get_off_my_lawn]

Who: Taryn, Arturia, Nero, Lleld, Katina, Kusuha, Temeraire, bird beastmen npcs, British npc riders and a possible appearance from Viridi
What: Pre-battle and during battle fights against firedrakes, their mounts, and their camp. The plan is here.
When: June 15th our time - early morning (pre-battle) and actual battle
Where: Raider Camp in the West
Warnings: All the things that come with action movies; blood, violence, cursing, etc



[The battle itself will be run in two parts after the initial assault, when the two groups separate. The raiders will use hit and run skirmish tactics once they can properly react, moving in wings of three. We'll successfully capture 25 drakes, and the combined air/ground forces take out approximately 100 men and 100 drakes. Remember there's a nasty shrapnel ceiling launched from the ground forces to keep the drakes from flying too high.]

Comments

[fortheworldtosee]

Nero growls, a sound that could certainly impress some of the surrounding beastmen, and stops her foot. She's practically fuming.

"Just what is so funny?!"

[get_off_my_lawn]

That just makes Taryn laugh more, especially that growl, and the wolf-woman ends up dropping to a knee, hunched over as she continued to laugh.

"Haha - you're looking so - hahaha! So... so... hahahaha!"

Perhaps she shouldn't have placed herself in a position where the two feet she had on Nero was a non-factor...

[fortheworldtosee]

Nero's hands - even down to those, she is armored - curl into fists, but she does nothing. She may be irrational when she's angry, but she's not stupid enough to attack the leader of an army she's currently surrounded by, even if that leader is her friend.

"Silence, I say! This is no laughing matter!"

[get_off_my_lawn]

Taryn reached out to tap her claws against Nero's breastplate, almost laughing harder at the metal sound that rose from the tap.

"It looks good on you," Taryn said, trying to contain her mirth.

[fortheworldtosee]

Okay.

You know what?

Screw proper behavior.

"Your ears are sharp, are they not? Then listen when I say silence!!"

Aaaand she lunges.

[get_off_my_lawn]

How often does one get to see a seven foot tall furry chainsaw of death end up on her back with a small furious blonde on top of her? Not often.

Taryn doesn't even fight when Nero lunges, letting herself get dropped onto her back. It just made her laugh more, hands coming up to catch Nero's armored hands.

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

Oh, Arturia, what would you say about your cousin now?

[fortheworldtosee]

"Fine then! If you will not be silence, I shall silence you myself!"

Even though she still sounds quite irritated, there's a hint of a laugh in her voice as she grapples with Taryn. Let it be known that Nero's strength is not to be underestimated at all; despite standing even shorter than Arturia, she can take down all manner of man or beast with her bare hands, so pushing back against Taryn's hold isn't particularly difficult.

[get_off_my_lawn]

Then it was a good thing Taryn was neither man nor beast, but Garou - the unique spiritual melding of both.

"You can't silence a wolf's howls of mirth dressed like that!"

Oh, yes, Taryn was baiting Nero further, but this was far more fun than it probably looked like to anyone else. Especially since, as strong as Nero was, she was still two feet shorter and a hundred pounds lighter than the werewolf. Taryn tightened her grip and rolled them.

[fortheworldtosee]

"Then I will rid myself of this armor, if that is what it takes to quiet your barks!"

ABORT ABORT ABORT THIS MUST NOT BE ALLOWED TO CONTINUE.

[get_off_my_lawn]

Taryn pinned Nero and gave her a slight headbutt.

"...but didn't your liege command you to wear it?" That was the only explanation as to why Nero could possibly be wearing it. "Or will the Stormblade snub her queen's orders."

[fortheworldtosee]

Ouch, bullseye.

"And how would you know that she ordered me to wear such unflattering attire?" She growls again, lightly headbumping right back. "Perhaps it was my own choice, seeing as how I am about to enter a battle I am unaccustomed to."

... Nero, you're not really fooling anyone.

[get_off_my_lawn]

"Even when your world was falling apart, when enemies accosted you from any side and you couldn't tell who was friend or foe, who concealed a blade or had an arrow trained upon you, you still wore those bright red vestments."

Taryn gave Nero a brief, affectionate lick on the cheek. "After your... playful teasing of your cousin after your ascension to general, she and I had an interesting conversation about pack dynamics."

[fortheworldtosee]

"Hmph. She acts as if I shamed her in public on purpose." Most of the fire behind Nero's eyes dies down, but she does pout a little, especially at that lick. "I know it is a rare, amusing sight, seeing her become as flustered as she was. But I would never provoke her in front of an audience, as tempting as it may be!"

... You know, only Nero would think nothing was strange about having a conversation with a wolf-woman twice her height and wight pinning her to the ground.

"And what, pray tell, does that have to do with this?"

[get_off_my_lawn]

Just a few hours before battle, nonetheless.

"Arturia needed to learn how a pack is only stronger when there is a healthy amount of play, some instigated by the alpha, but most by others of the pack. Otherwise the alpha becomes far too serious." Basically, she told Arturia to let it go and treat Nero as family and not be scandalized by it.

"I suspect this armor is her way of... playing with you in kind." Taryn's snout dips under Nero's chin and prompts her to tilt her head back to expose her throat.

[ex_cashcow493]

Arturia continued to just watch the two of them play from the side with her face in her palm.