[Event Log] Mission #203 - Argentina, Bolivia and Chile

[soul_mods]

Characters: OPEN to those who signed up for the mission here.
Location: Argentina, Bolivia and Chile
Rating: Varies
Time: June 16th
Description: It's time to bring our comrades home. If they resist, talk some sense into them. And by that we mean knock them out and drag them back.



Early in the morning, all mission goers were gathered in front of Shinigami's mirror. Those who needed them were handed weapons to take along.

Once Shibusen personnel had every divided into three groups based on their destination, they began to set out.

The team headed to Argentina headed out first, followed by the team headed to Bolivia and finally the one headed for Chile.

All three arrive at different destinations but the atmosphere there were similar: quiet and grim. They will set out from the town and fan out from there.

The goal? To find the ones who were lost.

[Coordination post is right here! Make sure to head your threads with the following format: [CHARACTER(S) | OPEN/CLOSED] Don't forget to tag yourselves in!]

Comments

[nanitewerewolf]

Biowulf holds his mouth closed tightly in his mask, not wanting to bite his long tongue. The wyrm certainly was not taking it easy on him. It isn't fast, but it is strong. Biowulf still holds the wings down, but the creature's awkward run shakes his grip a little and an arm comes loose. His grip tightens with his other arm and the free one flails, trying to get its grip back. His claws nick the draconian EVO's flesh as he does so.

[sixthdeadliest]

[The dragon roars in pain. Its scales aren't terribly thick and those claws are rather sharp. Blood drips as the dragon's thrashing intensifies. Knocking it out would be a good idea.]

[nanitewerewolf]

[Biowulf is aware that his usual strategy isn't working. This is new. He needs to come up with something else to get the other EVO to stop. He growls as he loops his free arm around Six's neck and pulls it tight.]

[sixthdeadliest]

[The dragon continues thrashing, huffing and wheezing. Good job, Biowulf. You've cut off its ability to breathe. Hold on long enough, and it'll pass out.]

[nanitewerewolf]

[Holding on long enough would prove to be a challenge with the way the dragon flailed and thrashed.]


HFFFFFNNNN!

[He grunted with the effort, squeezing his elbows together, hoping to speed this along.]

[sixthdeadliest]

[Success! With a few more thrashes, the dragon lie still, unconscious.]