Bloody fourth

[divinitysoiled]

Characters: Catarina and anyone around the dormitories
Setting: Dormitories
Format: Action start, will match anyone
Summary: Catarina wakes up after her first death, and something is wrong...
Warnings: Body horror, possible character death/disfigurement with mun permission

[Death paralysis sucked. The last thing she knew was she was being crushed by her costume, and now she was staring at the ceiling, unable to move. Minutes pass, making her more and more angry and scared. Ten minutes finally pass, and she wrenched herself out of her bed as soon as she could, stumbling to the hallway with a strange weight on her chest and throat. Catarina looked around, her mouth curled in a strange scared angry snarl, trying to find a face she recognized]

Comments

[marchwarden]

[ It was difficult enough to move while dressed in these damnable robes, but Haldir refused to halt now. The witch was on his heels, and she was gaining speed. Rushing up the stairs with great effort, Haldir kept climbing until he reached the 13th floor.

Rushing inside of the cathedral as quickly as possible, Haldir made haste to bar the door with a nearby table. He knew this wouldn't be enough to deter the witch, especially since she seemed to crave nothing more than his flesh.

Now scurrying in search of a suitable hiding spot, Haldir literally climbed up the side of nearby pillar to hide within the rafters above. The wooden beams beneath his feet creaked slightly from the stress of his weight, but they didn't give. ]

[divinitysoiled]

[It wasn't exactly easy to keep up with him, with the people and the monsters. But she did manage to follow him into the cathedral, enter-]

[And proceed to have her feet start burning as she set foot on holy space. Catarina leapt out and growled, shifting constantly to try and take the pressure off the burns]

[marchwarden]

[ A gasp nearly tore from him once the demon waltzed inside. He hadn't expected her to keep up with him, but luck seemed to be against him. Crouched low amongst the rafters, Haldir watched in silence as the witch suffered from her burns. Something about this holy place of worship repels the beast from entering further. ]

She can't get to me...

[ A thought that shouldn't have been spoken aloud. ]

[divinitysoiled]

[Yes, he shouldn't have said thought that aloud. Because she just smiled wolfishly and reached in. Just reaching in didn't burn her, but the instant her feet hit the ground, they did. Hm. Welp, there's always doing what she did when she rescued Lauren.]

[Which was bound in quickly and go straight for him, her hands and feet smoking whenever they hit the holy ground]

/late tag ;_;

[marchwarden]

[ His eyes widened with fright once the fiend charged towards him. In hopes of getting away, Haldir sought to climb higher along the rafters. While such a thought was indeed quite smart since he doubted she could climb as well as he, Haldir accidentally slipped and went crashing into the pews below.

A smog of dust rose when he landed, followed by the terrible coughing of her wounded prey. Blood dripped along the side of his temples, and down his lips. Even his hands were coated with blood, some of the wounds caused from their earlier skirmish.

Laying there broken and injured, Haldir swore he couldn't feel his limbs. ]

late tags are good tags

[divinitysoiled]

[She rose higher and higher, her hands and feet burning deeply with each bounce-]

[Until he dropped down, crashing into the pews. Catarina launched herself down to land on top of him, her hands black with burns. She was intent on pouncing, but the act of doing so made her whine in pain and proceed to stumble slightly, one knee and elbow hitting the holy ground with a grunt]