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Maron Kusakabe ([personal profile] kamikaze_kaito) wrote in [community profile] grotto_logs2013-04-17 04:33 pm
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01 ✝ Checkmate

Who: Maron Kusakabe and OPEN
When: Spring 6
Where: The woods outside of town
What: Maron ran into some unhappy wood wolves
Rating: PG



What had started as a pleasant walk through the woods and another opportunity to find the way to return home had now become something more dangerous. Maron ran through the woods, pushing branches aside and getting whipped by the leaves as they lashed at the girl trying to escape.

“Why are they chasing me? I thought they were supposed to be friendly?”

Maron spoke to herself as she continued her run. She was fast but the pack of Wood Wolves behind her was faster and they were gaining ground. She considered that if she could transform into Jeanne she could use her ‘rebound ball’ to escape from the animals and hide in one of the nearby trees, but she hadn’t been able to transform into her alternate self since she arrived.
Alright! It was just down to her then! She might not have magical powers but she was still:
Strong and serious...
Matchless and marvelous...
Energetic and fearless!


Maron stopped running and turned back to the pack surprising all of them as she leapt into the air and through a series of gymnastic flips ended up behind them. As the wood wolves skidded to a stop and tried to recover their previous advantage Maron took off running again. At least now she was heading in the direction back toward the village. She just had to find some way to give these creatures the slip...
uscofseasons: (A disturbance in the flowers)

Will this be alright?

[personal profile] uscofseasons 2013-04-17 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Whatever had drawn her to that grotto was long since gone and so was Gensokyo. This would most certainly mark down the remaining days she actually decides to leave her flower field ever again. Still, when a lake not even the shrine priestess can understand appears, it will draw all the attention. Strange she was the first to come to it.

Having stripped down and wrung out her clothes, she was dressed again, parasol in hand, and making her way about the place she found herself in. She found herself unable to fly and flowers continued to sway in the breeze. Any magic she attempted to perform was for naught. So, whomever brought her here had the gall to strip away most of her abilities. That was alright. In her frustration, at least she found she could pick up and crush rocks with some effort. Must be a way to correct this.

Now, there was the sound of human life thriving some time ago to her left, but she stayed to the beach and then moved to the forest. If anything, a human settlement would be the last place to go on her list. Still, this exploration was what brought her closer to a small disturbance in the forest. Her ears picked it up first and then her nose. Seemed like it was coming her way.
uscofseasons: (Oh what shall I do with you?)

[personal profile] uscofseasons 2013-04-17 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a blank stare as Maron appeared, red eyes glancing past her in a moment to make not of the wolves. It wasn't very pleasant to suddenly be seized by the wrist and spun around. Less, it was a human telling her to run.

Three problems with this: one, she doesn't run; two, there is a human telling her to run; and three, these were some mangy low-class animals.

"And you continue showing them fear?" She planted her feet and pulled her hand back. Ah, humans would never impress her. "Just stand aside."
uscofseasons: (Pain then?)

[personal profile] uscofseasons 2013-04-18 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Another sniff, but what was that smell again? Not a fox or bird... it reminded her of that tengu. Ah, now she got it; wolf. Did they have those pet things? Dogs? It was such a basic understanding.

Closed parasol, she slammed it into her other palm, tapping it as she waited.

"Have you considered their territory? How about the number in their pack?" No magic, no abilities, but still a decent amount of strength. Yes, it would be enough to crush such opposition. "Canines can be so easily set off. If you run away, you'll only encourage them~"
uscofseasons: (Well aren't you a foolish creature?)

[personal profile] uscofseasons 2013-04-18 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I did tell you to stand aside."

There was a sigh and slight roll of the eye. Could it be that she found a human with a bleeding heart or whatever that preposterous notion was? Her red eyes glinted and she stared down at the pack, lips curled in mild amusement. My, they weren't even as big as wolves.

"Come on then~♥ You chased this girl all the way towards me. If you're going to waste your time with this nonsense, there's no point in circling around."

She actually stepped towards the wolves.
uscofseasons: (You have been warned)

[personal profile] uscofseasons 2013-04-18 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"... Typical. You turned your back on them; of course they're going to pursue."

She still stared intensely at the wolves, her own fangs protruding slightly. If they still wanted to try fighting her, that was fine. She followed them around for a few more steps, but then stopped, expression neutral.

"Best to be on your way then, dogs..."

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[personal profile] divine_beast 2013-04-18 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Link slipped through the trees, pace quickening at the familiar sounds of wolves moving through the forest -- it sounded like they were chasing something. Someone?

He'd picked up a stout wooden cudgel about the length of a sword; it would have to do for now. He ran quickly toward the noise. Once a little closer, he spotted Maron, just as she took off for her run back to the village.

But what if she didn't make it?

He burst through the tree cover and picked up a fist-sized stone in one fluid movement, then hurled it at one of the wolves, shouting. They didn't have much in the way of predatory canines back at the village (other than himself, half-time), but loud noises generally scared off the wild, and if it didn't, well. At least he had a chance at distracting them.
divine_beast: (Link: horse call)

[personal profile] divine_beast 2013-04-18 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Please get to safety!" Link shouted in return.

Well. That had gone simultaneously better and worse than he had expected. Link slipped a thin whistle out from under his chain mail, raising it to his lips.

He was going to make a run for it, all right -- things would have been much easier if he still had both of his partners around -- but perhaps not in the way that the animals were anticipating. Link blew the whistle; a high, clear call rang out through the woods. From close by, an answering whinny sounded throughout the trees.

As the very first of the pack, swifter than the others, reached him, Link readied his shield with an expert moment and deflected its charge with a well-placed defensive move.
divine_beast: (Link: Hylian shield)

[personal profile] divine_beast 2013-04-18 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Epona broke out of the underbrush and galloped toward him; in a swift motion, Link leapt up onto her saddle, just barely avoiding the snapping of another wolf's jaws. Though he urged his mount forward, Epona needed no encouragement to escape from the pack, and quickly applied herself to putting distance between them. They headed further off into the woods, away from town.

Link reached the town outskirts after Maron, but not before he and Epona slipped the wolves' pursuit. Who knew what kind of damage they could have done if led back to the village?

"Are you all right?" he asked of Maron. "What happened?" Wolves were in the habit of taking weak and sickly animals, but attacking a human? That was rare.
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[personal profile] divine_beast 2013-04-18 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He shook his head, and patted Epona's mane; he'd have to give her a washing-down after the wild ride. "Wild animals are supposed to avoid people, not chase them. They don't attack like that unless something's wrong. Maybe they took sick." Like the foxes and raccoons did sometimes.

He'd never heard of 'friendly' true wolves, either. Unless, of course, that meant that people had been hand-feeding them, and they'd gotten used to the treatment -- and consequently, lost their fear of humans.

Besides, what would an entire pack have to fear from a single rock? It didn't make any sense.

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[personal profile] notsocool 2013-04-19 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Zed was off on a hunt of his own today. Even he couldn't fail to miss the baying of the wolves, however.

He looked up, sharply, his hand going to a sword that wasn't there anymore. A quick glance was enough for him to see movement in the trees up ahead, a little deeper into the forest. The sound of running paws, and the sound of running...feet?

Someone was running, and they were running this way. With a pack of wolves at their heels, they were almost definitely in trouble.

Zed swallowed, feeling...not afraid, of course he wasn't afraid of some dumb animals. Just...excited, yes. Excited to see how he'd surprise himself by dealing with the threat with no powers and no sword.

A fistful of pebbles helped. And so as Maron finally came racing by, Zed charged forward and threw the rocks haphazardly at the wolves with a cry. "Hiyah!"

[personal profile] notsocool 2013-04-19 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that had worked marvelously!

...it had possibly worked too well, in fact. The wolves obviously hadn't liked getting rocks thrown at their heads, but not enough to actually stop. Instead, Zed found himself with too many pairs of angry eyes and way too many sets of teeth suddenly trained on him.

Even he can't help but falter in the face of that, for a second. "I-I see...a turn for the worst."

But, there was still someone in distress to consider - a fair maiden, even. So Zed delivered a sharp kick to the nearest wolf's nose, before taking a leap up to grab a reasonably low hanging tree branch. He didn't climb any higher, however, the better to tempt the wolves into staying and snapping at him. "And what will that do to save us or anyone? Because I am all ears!"

Besides old man Saibara, Zed hadn't seen anyone native to Bower Village that he'd expect to be able to take on a pack of wolves.

[personal profile] notsocool 2013-04-21 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
A few of the better climbers forced Zed to climb higher up, clambering to the next branch higher up. He did wind up losing a shoe, and it was fortunate that he didn't lose his foot along with it. One wolf got in a lucky swipe at his leg with its claws before he was able to escape - in the heat of the moment, Zed barely registered the pain.

Down below, he saw Maron reappear. "Right! All ready!" he called down. And he got ready to spring to the next tree, and maybe down to the ground from there.

Fortunately, Zed smelled like metal and mercury. The bag smelled like meat. To the wolves, it wasn't much of a choice, especially when the bag turned into a tempting moving target with Maron's toss. They turned away as one, and Zed took his chance to get away. A hop, skip, and a jump brought him down to the ground, and then Zed started running full tilt - hopefully back towards the village.

[personal profile] notsocool 2013-04-21 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Zed stumbled on a few more steps just from sheer momentum. Then, realizing that Maron had stopped, he paused to listen for the wolves. Hearing nothing, he let out a long breath of relief.

Then he grinned. Well, that had certainly been exhilarating - the most exciting thing that had happened to him in days, deals with goddesses included. And he'd done quite well. Maron was safe, after all. Quite a daring rescue, all thing considered. The fact that she'd wound up rescuing him was a thought that was struggling for attention and probably wouldn't get it for a while yet.

"I am excellent! There is no better thrill for a warrior like myself than the thrill of the chase!" Zed folded his arms and nodded confidently.

Even if he was the one getting chased.

For trying to take on a pack of wolves armed with only a fistful of rocks, Zed had gotten away remarkably unscathed. He'd lost one shoe, but the ground was soft enough that he hadn't had much difficulty. One wolf had managed to get at his leg through his pants. The cut was shallow, though, and wasn't bleeding much. Despite this lucky escape, if she tried to get a look at the damage, Maron might still manage to notice that Zed was bleeding silver.

"And you? Are you unhurt?"

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