Hlaoroo wrote: ↑Sun Sep 11, 2022 9:05 am
Ted nods and motions to the guards to unlock the door and leads the way inside, paw on his holstered pistol. [...]
Simultaneously, the family reacts to the door opening. Tigress has the more violent response as the mass amalgamate of dual Life, Power, and... something else, quickly muffled by the screeching rainbow of Raw energy slam into her. A flashbang would have been more gentle. Her head drops, both arms rising to pin down her ears and cover her eyes as she gives a pained, wordless growl. With a few rapid breaths, she manages to regain a degree of kinesthesia, realizing herself against the roiling white void that now surrounded her, forcing its vast nothingness into her mind's eye. Shakily, she pushes forward, with tentative steps and a still-cradled head as she makes her way into the room.
Mist's reaction is quieter, as a shadow's should be. As far as a casual observer would see, all that occurred was a twitch of his tail. That would say nothing for why his mother suddenly found him fountaining out his Life energy - that would be the sudden panic attack. Even without dedicated Fieldsight, no Auric being is without a sense for masses of energy, they'd merely lack an understanding of what they've sensed. As such, the opening of the door gives him not an overwhelming deluge of information, but a crippling wave of fear. He was terrified of this imminent danger and had no idea what it was, leaving him struggling as his breaths return shallower and shallower. His gaze dances among the strangers urging them into the room, watching Tigress crumble before this invisible force, and he struggles to protest
"I-I-I-Pl-Please-"
Hlaoroo wrote: ↑Sun Sep 11, 2022 9:05 am
The guards follow him and the cats in, their weapons at the ready.
"RIGHT! ALL OF YOU! UP AGAINST THE WALL! NOW! MOVE MOVE MOVE! FACES AGAINST THE WALL, HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!" he bellows in a voice one would expect from a burly drill sergeant rather than from a person with his lithe frame.
"Tigress, do your thing. Mist, stay back by the door." he orders.
Tigress's forced march leads her into the room unharassed, but Mist's delay forces their hand. Their motions to move in only bring more frightened flinches after the Doctor's shout, and it's not until they move to grab him that he darts into the room, hiding behind the door until they move in and close it, tripping over himself and cowering against the wall as he frantically tries to rationalize his fear.
We'retrappedwe'redeaditwasallasetupthey'vegotmomthey'vegotmetheycanteleportIDIDN'TPAYATTENTIONhecould'vedoneanythingtheyknowandthey'vetrappeduswithhimthedoctorwasinonitandItrustedhimandthey'vegotgunsandtheycankilluswe'redeadwe'redeadhowcouldIdothistousweweresafeandtheytriedonceandIstilltrustedthemtheyaskedifIcouldkillhertheyaskedandnowandnowit's-
"MIST!" Tigress barks in Yasal blindly behind her, fighting the endless echo of the six sets of cavernous lungs around her just to hear her own thoughts.
"Get your <^^|^^> head on, now." His head snaps up to look at her. She's finally brought her hands down, tensed by her sides as though she were preparing for combat already. She was still completely lost in the room, but she'd adapted enough to at least look like she could look around. Her head scans across the lineup in front of her, seeing nothing and feeling less as she growls
"I don't give a <^^> what you think is happening. Take out the <^^|^^> knife and get ready." Her forceful response is enough to give him pause, bringing one arm to rub the tears out of his eyes as the other hand tightens around the grip of the new blade. His thoughts, though far from at rest, were shoved to the back of his mind as she all but confirms his fears. With this unorthodox stability, his disturbance of the ambient fields lessens enough for Tigress to begin to adjust to the cruel overstimulation.
CyberDragon wrote: ↑Sun Sep 11, 2022 4:11 pm
[...] A large Eastern Imperial eagle, a wild-lookin Dire wolf, a gold-furred fox, and a highly muscular Foxhound.[...]
She stands silently for a time - an agony of a wait for someone as impatient as her, but she was frozen. She had to be ready for an attack from any direction. In this state, even Mist was dangerous. She hadn't wanted him to have been through a situation as wracking as this, but she'd been left no choice. Finally, vague shapes begin to form. Spotlights pointed at her, backlit by the endless negative space. Bright against brighter, a barely perceptible difference, but the only sign she could use here. Thunderous breaths, thousands of pounds brushing against the sterile tile in deafening silence.
CyberDragon wrote: ↑Sun Sep 11, 2022 4:11 pm
Tigress might not be able to see the hunters' energy, but her keen sense of smell would likely pick up on their scent in the air. Following her nose, Tigress would find the hunters' distinct scent on the Eagle's breath.
Refuge. Something nebulous, something inherently unidentifiable. Something mysterious, something
dangerous. The taste of blood on her tongue, the rush of adrenaline in her veins. Shadow, buried in Life. She'd found the nothing she was looking for.
"YOU."