http://cantfytmoonlyt.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] cantfytmoonlyt.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2010-08-28 01:38 am

Terrors of a Full Moon [Active, Open]

Character(s): Remus Lupin and anyone else.
Content: It's the full moon, and Remus transforms into a werewolf, and goes running around the city of Paixao.
Setting: All over Paixao.
Time: Nightfall, after the moon rises.
Warnings: Please note that any character in this thread will encounter Remus and may be subject to getting hurt, or, if they're human, of becoming a werewolf themselves.

Party Thread style plzkthx



The sun was setting, and Remus was heading straight for the church. Despite feeling like he was going to keel over and pass out. He hoped beyond hope that the heavy doors could contain him, and that he could find a room without any windows to jump through. The sun was disappearing below the horizon, and he knew the moon would be up soon after. Remus ran through the building, looking for a secure place to lock himself up.

By the time Remus had found a secluded room, the sun was down, and the moon started to rise. Pain started to course through him, and he fell to his knees on the floor, doubles over from the intense pain with his wand dropping to the floor as well. The moon rose higher, and Remus screamed, the transformation taking over and the beast that he tried so hard to hide came out. Remus' screams soon turned to harsh howls, and what used to be a kind, considerate boy now ran through the church and burst out the front doors. Remus was loose in the city of Paixao. No one was safe.

[identity profile] onabluemoon.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Saïx merely bared his teeth in the face of the that snarl, holding his ground. He was no creeping coward, to be cowing bu such a simple. No, he could and would fight to the bitter end - and that end would be a long way in coming.

But neither would he be making the first move. He wanted to see what his opponent thought of the matter; what decision the wolf would come to. Something he would never have done had he been faced with a human opponent, but that was neither here or there.

What mattered now was the next move.

[identity profile] onabluemoon.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Saïx could have almost laughed at that. Disarming was hardly the best tactic, when he could simply return his sword to his hand with an idle thought.

But if his opponent chose to go over that instead of something that would inflict more damage, he wasn't about to correct the error. Pain was the best teacher there was, and he intended to see that it did his job. Of course, even with that he was hardly about to let himself be disarmed. Far from it in fact, and as Remus once again drew near, he slammed the point of the sword into the ground.

Where it struck, a ripple of moon-pale fire sprang up, moving in Remus' direction.