The Hollow Legion, Take 219 // Sherlock Holmes

[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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Feet dangling over the second-storey of the Mourningwood Fort, Scarlet hummed a tune under her breath as she watched the commotion down below. Blue wisps floated around, transforming into Hollow Men the moment they touched the ground. Grunting as they shuffled around, every so often the ringleader would give a deafening roar, whether to assert dominance over his lackeys or in an attempt to try and scare Scarlet was anyone's guess. The undead creatures stumbled around, growling in annoyance as they tried to find some prey to rip into shreds just for the sake of it. Scarlet grinned at their futile efforts. Dumb things would never make it up the stairs. For the life of her she couldn't understand why the idiot creatures simply didn't climb the stairs to her, but maybe that came from having no brains in those empty skulls - logic wasn't to be found.

Lazily the redhead aimed at another skeleton, and seconds later it went flying into pieces. A stray rib flew into the head of a nearby skeleton, and Scarlet smirked as the latter's head landed at his feet with a thunk. Target practice and a comedic show. A fine way to spend the evening in Scarlet's books. Even finer would have been target practice followed with a bit of flirting with some handsome fellow, but one couldn't win at everything.

Several more shots flew across the Fort, taking out the rest of the undead creatures, except for the biggest Hollow Man, acting as tonight's commander. The leader stumbled around alone, confused as to why he was suddenly on his own when before he'd had an undead army to control. The redhead assassin grinned as his lone cries pierced the still air, ringing across the empty Fort. Pulling her rucksack towards her and rummaging in it for a small flask, she attached it to the belt on her thigh, before straightening up. With a running start, she leapt from the ledge and dropped down to the fort floor, bracing herself as she landed. Her grin turned into a smirk as she straightened up, eyeing the giant skeleton up. Time to get the party started.

STATUS``: active
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: sorry for the shortness; i'm kinda off my game with starters and replies lately
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

'Think fast' probably wasn't enough to describe what he needed to do now, but, thankfully, he was rather good at doing just that. Of course, the first thing he did when he got himself back up on his feet was frown. Oh, dear, he told himself, What terrible mistake have you made now, Holmes? I do believe I forgot my revolver...

That's what he'd forgotten! Characteristically, if it's not too much to add. Then a loud, lonely cry broke through his personal troubles and he spun quickly on his heels to size up a large, very... unusual creature. It was a skeleton from what he could tell, but he was very certain that he'd never, out of all the wild and wonderful adventures he'd had with Watson, seen one that seemed to have a mind of its own as this one seemed to possess.

"Ah, yes, indeed it was my revolver," he muttered with a frown. He'd known he'd forgotten something. Too bad Watson couldn't see this! This would be something the good doctor wouldn't believe if he couldn't see it. Shame...

That's when he took notice of the cloaked woman who seemed to also be very aware of this skeleton-man's existence. She even seemed almost pleased by it, and the skeleton-man... Well... Who knew what he was thinking? "I wouldn't happen to be interrupting anything, would I?"

Most ridiculous thing to say, you might believe, but for all he knew, he could be. Speaking of interruptions, he should've bothered to ask where he was, because this was certainly not where he'd intended to end up. Or... had he been given the wrong directions...? I knew that lad wasn't worth the time... But, he could worry about that later... This skeleton thing didn't exactly seem to be a friendly one in the least.

TAG: Scarlet Frost | WORDS: 303 | NOTES: This is gonna be so brilliant x3

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[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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Grinning from ear to ear, Scarlet sauntered up behind the creature. "Oi, Bonesy! Over here!" she called out, eyes glittering in excitement. It had been much too long since her last practice round against the Hollow Men and oh how she'd missed this! The creature turned, confused, and upon seeing her gave a deafening roar. Thundering towards Scarlet, he roared again and lunged towards her with his swords. Sidestepping out of the way, she turned to watch him crash into the stone floor from the speed. Drawing her own sword, the redhead tsked at him, mockingly shaking her head. "Come now, you know that won't work with me."

She wasn't sure if Hollow Men understood the human language, but as if he had, the skeleton lumbered up and running forwards lunged at her once more. The sound of metal connecting resounded through the fort as Scarlet managed to parry his attack, just in time. A second longer and she would have been left without an arm. Her eyes took on a steely glint; the game was on. The two circled each other for a long moment, before the creature attacked again, but the female managed to dodge his attack. Leaping back, Scarlet lined up her sword with his head and jumped forward, thrusting the sword forward in hope that it would connect with the skeleton's head. But as she flew up towards him, he smashed her sword down so instead of in his head, the blade jammed right up to the hilt between his ribs, leaving Scarlet dangling from it.

Grunting, she tried to pull it out, but the weapon didn't budge. Great. Again she wrenched at it but to no avail. She was stuck hanging from the ribs of a giant skeleton. Now there's something that didn't happen every day, even to her. From behind she heard a voice, addressing her. She turned her head briefly to look over, only to find a handsome fellow watching her. Well now, he was certainly a nice surprise, wherever he'd come from. The redhead flashed him a playful grin, swinging as she did so and kicking the Hollow Man's arm away as he tried to grab her. "Not at all. By all means feel free to join the fun. The more the merrier!" Twisting her body like a cat to propel herself up as she gave an almighty swing, she landed sitting around the skeleton's neck, one leg dangling from each shoulder. "If you're short of weaponry, I have a pistol I can lend you. Or you can have the sword, but you're gonna have to get that out yourself," she added with a grin, giving a pointed look at the jammed weapon.

STATUS``: active
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: i would say i'm sorry for scarlet's antics, but i am not in the slightest xD
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

Who needed to fight when one could be entertained by someone else do the fighting? Personally, Sherlock gave the skeleton creature the lower hand and the admittedly attractive cloaked woman the very obvious and much higher hand. The only reason it could be found comical was because of that huge difference in hands. Woman would taunt skeleton, skeleton would respond rather stupidly, if it wasn't too bold.

Then skeleton attacked, the woman responded with a good block with her own sword, and then they watched each other. Holmes narrowed his eyes. This was definitely more interesting than he'd expected. Maybe his mishap wasn't such a mishap after all.

Another attack on the skeleton left the sword jammed between his ribs and the redhead dangling from her sword before he was finally noticed. He returned the grin he received, liking the sound of the more the merrier. Now this would be interesting! Finally, something besides boring little missions of run-off children and definitely more stimulating than lying around in a dark room trying to find something to occupy himself with. "Yes, that would help, as I seem to have forgotten my own," he told her, allowing himself to admire the move that put her up on top of the skeleton's shoulders. Now, the question of whether to retrieve the sword or opt for the gun? No discredit to himself, but he was relatively certain that the best way to pry that sword from that skeleton's ribs would definitely be to kill it first. "The pistol is where I believe my greater strength of those two options lie," he said, looking back to the woman, finding that he was enjoying the wait they were making this skeleton endure. It was quite stimulating, indeed! He hadn't had some decent action in... Well, Watson would know...

TAG: Scarlet Frost | WORDS: 302 | NOTES: No apology needed. xD

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[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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Scarlet was just about to shoot back a witty remark when a surprised squeal left her lips as the Hollow Man suddenly bent over double, shaking his head like a drenched dog, trying to shake her off. Laughing, she threw her hands around his head, clinging tight. Oh, such fun! She almost felt like a child again, except this particular ride was infinitely more dangerous than anything in her youth. Finally as she started to feel dizziness tugging at her, she pushed off of the skeleton and leapt forward, landing a few paces away from the stranger. She gave an unsteady wobble, and threw her arms out in an effort to steady herself.

Finally she turned to the dark-haired man and shot him another playful grin. "And with that very graceful descent, I should introduce myself. Such bad manners to give a stranger a gun without knowing his name," she joked, eyes twinkling. She gave a backwards nod towards the skeleton who was still shaking his head, not having realized that Scarlet was off him. "That's Benedict. Or Bonesy. I don't think he much cares what you call him," she dead-panned with a shrug. "As for me, I'm Scarlet Frost. And you are...?" Her smile returned and she cocked her head to the side, giving him a subtle once over. He was definitely more attractive close up than from her vantage point atop a skeleton. If he managed to be a good shot on top of being a pretty face, that would be the icing on the cake. Being handsome was all well and good, but if one had the brains of a Hobbe, then Scarlet wouldn't stick around for very long. She might be considered a lowlife thanks to her choice of job, but her mother had managed to bring her up somewhat sophisticated; Scarlet was extremely fussy with who she acquainted herself with.

STATUS``: active
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: i would say i'm surprised that she's flirting while a hollow man wants to kill her, but again, i'm totally not xD also yes, she did just name a giant skeleton after bbc's sherlock. because why not? xD
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

Holmes grinned as the redhead leaped off of the skeleton, his grin quickly turning more amused as he watched the completely oblivious actions of the skeleton before turning his attention properly to the woman, who easily steadied herself from the violent shaking of the skeletal warrior.

"Sherlock Holmes," he said to introduce himself before looking back to the skeleton. 'Benedict' sounded much more professional, but he got a certain kick out of calling it 'Bonesy.' "It's nice to catch your name, finally, both of you," he said, "although you'll have to forgive me if my manners are a little rough. I'm not exactly certain of the last time I had an outing quite like this," he added, flashing another smile. "But I do think that is rather of little importance. I wouldn't want to leave our friend out of the conversation," he continued, looking back at the skeleton for a few moments before the beginnings of another smile pulled the corners of his mouth up as he looked back to Scarlet. "Shall we?"

And it wasn't just the events that had already happened and the introduction that made this exciting. Here was the perfect chance to get some much needed practice in, because Holmes could only guess, probably rather inaccurately at best, on when he last put time into working or doing anything productive enough to get his mind really focused and working. But this here was something special... Quite the fun challenge this would be, indeed! Not to mention that this skeletal character was quite the amusing fellow to watch. Did he lack brains or what...? Either way, he needed to be exterminated. And exterminating enemies was always more fun and much easier with a friend. (And, not to be bold, but this 'friend' wasn't all that bad looking while doing what she seemed to do best.) It'd probably be best if he watched himself on that front, but he saw no harm in noticing the plainly obvious and undeniable truths.

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[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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"Brilliant to meet you, Sherlock," she replied, her playful smile not leaving her lips. "You're not in aristocratic circles, so I guess I'll just have to forgive your rough manners then," she teased with a soft laugh. "Though I think Bonesy might get a bit offended if you forget your manners around him," she joked teasingly. "He wishes he lived up in the castle and was a noble. Instead he lives in this crumbling place and fights me every week." She laughed again, running a hand through her hair to brush it away from her eyes.

She had two holsters attached to either side of her waist. From one she withdrew her reserve pistol and handed it to him by the butt, fingers gently grazing against his in the exchange. The other she took out and examined it, a loving look flitting through her eyes as she looked at her beloved gun. The Ice Maiden was a gun she'd had created for her once she'd decided that she'd wanted to go into the assassin business instead of being just a mere mercenary. A lot of men who had stood in her way had been liquidated with this exact weapon. Plus a few others who hadn't stood in her way but had been brazen enough to make inappropriate remarks. It was her baby and she wouldn't allow anyone else to use the weapon.

"It would be my pleasure," she purred, gently biting her bottom lip for a second before turning her attention back to the Hollow Man. She bit back a grin. Looks like wishes did come true after all. She'd been hoping for someone handsome to share in her target practice. Blue wisps were flying from Benedict's eyes, flying every which way all over the fort. As soon as they landed, more Hollow Men appeared, though they were much smaller than their fearsome-but-unintelligent leader. "Quite simply the rules of the game are to kill everything and not to die. Easy." She turned and shot him a smile. "If you get injured, get yourself upstairs. They haven't learned how to climb yet. I've got some potions in my bag. Or," here her smile took on a flirty edge, "give a shout and I might just let you share some of mine," she said, nodding to the flask attached to her thigh. Roars were beginning to fill the fort, bouncing off the stone walls. "Y'ready?"

STATUS``: active
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: i am dying from laughter. i can't breath. they're about to get torn to shreds and she's flirting xD although, in her defense, i would totally flirt with RDJ in the face of danger too xD
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

Sherlock smiled and looked back at the skeletal creature as Scarlet commented that he might be the only one to not hand out forgiveness for his poor manners. "Ah, well, I'm sure he'll get used to it," he said, studying over the creature. How hard could it be to forgive manners? Obviously Bonesy didn't have any himself. Fighting a lady weekly... what was he thinking?

He then turned his attention back to Scarlet as she offered him one of her pistols, unable to miss the way her fingers lightly grazed his own in the exchange. As much self-control as he liked to believe he had, he couldn't help but smile. A hint that he wasn't the only one enjoying the company or his brilliant mind just over-processing things again didn't matter. This was an adventure, and he was going to take full use of it. It had been too long since he'd been able to feel the rush of work that was this fun and stimulating. Who knew a little mistake would have such a wonderfully attractive outcome?

Naturally, he felt another grin tug at his lips as he heard Scarlet's agreement to get started. This will be most interesting indeed! Watson doesn't know what he's missing! Of course, this creature was a little strange, but the rules seemed simple enough. Kill everything before it killed you. What else was new? For a few moments, he looked back to Scarlet as she continued, amused with her open flirt. He certainly didn't mind it. What better way to make it all the more interesting? "I'll keep that in mind," he told her with a small smile before turning his attention back to the several skeletal creatures that now faced them and his smile grew when he was asked if he was ready. "Born ready," he said confidently with another smile, readying the pistol he'd been loaned from Scarlet for the exciting fight ahead. This was a little mistake he was coming to greatly enjoy, indeed!

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[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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"Ladies and gentlemen, we welcome you tonight to the spectacular weekly match of Scarlet Frost vs Benedict the Hollow Man and his lackies. Tonight Miss Scarlet has a guest with her, so please give a very warm welcome to the charming Mr Sherlock Holmes," she narrated loudly so it could be heard through the entire fort, side-stepping a skeleton that came running towards her. The skeleton crowd roared, baying for blood, and Scarlet turned back to Sherlock with a grin. "I think they like you. So much that they can't wait to tear you apart. It's the only sort of welcome they're capable of."

Pulling out her pistol, she aimed at a skeleton's head and shot him clean through the center of his skull. She didn't even bother with attacking Bonesy, because the moment he died, there would be no more Hollow Men for them to fight, and it was much too early in the evening to let such a thing occur. It wouldn't be until she noticed one of them was beginning to tire or they became utterly overrun with skeletons that she would think of ending the game. Part of her wanted to show off, of course, to Sherlock. She enjoyed what she did and she liked showing off her skill-set to entertain those around her. It was one of the reasons she had been so keen to go to the Crucible and compete - a chance to show off, to kill things, and to get money. Had she failed to pass all eight rounds, she wouldn't be standing here flirting and shooting, but she'd made it.

Turning, she shot a Hollow Man that was attempting to creep up behind Sherlock, before aiming at a skeleton halfway across the fort. Hollow-Men-killing wasn't the greatest of challenges (at least not until they got completely overrun; at that point it became a whole different game) but it was fun. She smiled to herself as she pulled the trigger and watched the skull go flying. She was quite glad she found someone (albeit inadvertently) to share in this hobby of hers.  

STATUS``: active
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: ---
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

Holmes allowed himself a partial grin at her welcome and the loud roar of the skeletal figures that greeted her introduction to the scenario. "The pleasure is all mine," he told her over the loud crowd, taking aim at one of the creatures that came charging towards him shortly after he finished and easily blowing off its head with a single squeeze of the trigger before he looked for his next friend. "It's quite the theatrical welcome, don't you think?" he added, ducking the swing of a sword from another skeleton that had started to come up behind him as he had been shooting and focusing elsewhere.

With that, he smiled and shot that one in the head, too, before turning his attention back to the rest of the infested fort. There seemed to be another simple rule: make it last. He noted Scarlet wasn't shooting at Bonesy, and, considering that these smaller versions of him had come from his doing, he guessed that when Bonesy was dead, there would be no more to fight. And what fun was that?

Another roar from just a short distance off brought his attention back to the skeletal figures around him and Scarlet, and he took a shot at the farthest one of the pair that soon came charging before ducking a swing from the one that had made it close. "Oh, I'm so glad you want this dance," he chimed in as he stepped out of the way of a second swing, "It does take two to make a good dance, after all. Dancing alone just lacks any purpose!" He had to step back again quickly to avoid the worst of another swing, and, although the blade's edge just caught him and he paused long enough for a small wince, off with the creature's head it was. "That wasn't very nice at all," he commented, taking a brief moment to examine his latest battle wound before deciding that it was nothing a drink later wouldn't be able to take care of and looking for his next 'dancing partner'.

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[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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"Oh they love theatrics around newcomers. They're complete show-offs," she shot back, ducking as a Hollow Man thundered towards her and knocked his feet from out under him. Quickly jumping up, she rammed her foot right into his skull, wincing slightly at the sound of bone shattering under the force. Two skeletons were coming towards her and she pulled the trigger, aiming for the left one. But the bullet didn't come and only too late did Scarlet realize she'd already run out of bullets. Damn it! I really need to stop being so trigger-happy...! The undead trio were almost up to her and she wouldn't be able to reload in time. Bending down and  wrenching two ribs from the skeleton whose head she'd just smashed in, she held them in front of her like two swords. As one skeleton crept up behind her, wrapping a bony arm around her neck, she gave a disgusted yell and elbowed him in the ribs, the force sending him stumbling back. Making a face, she suppressed a shiver. There were few things that disgusted her, but having anything undead touch her neck was one of them, though why it had such an effect on her, she'd never been able to understand.

Running towards the other two skeletons, Scarlet gave an almighty swing as she came up level with them, sending the top halves of their bodies flying to the other side of the fort. She watched them land before throwing the makeshift bone-swords down and giving a shiver, rubbing her neck where the bone had touched. Nose scrunched, she pulled a spare magazine from its secured place on her belt and slid it into her pistol. That done, she surveyed the fight around her. So far, so good. She couldn't help the smirk that tugged at her lips as she watched Sherlock. He was a natural at this. A worthy skeleton-fighting ally indeed. Attractive AND knows how to fight. Now there's a killer combo...!

Scooping up the ribs she'd used moments earlier, she jogged back to Sherlock, just in time to hear him remark about dancing. "Ooh, careful now, you might make me jealous," she teased, giving Sherlock a grin as she turned and smashed the butt of her gun into a skeleton that was attempting to creep up on them. "I might have to kill the skeletons and steal the dance." She smirked slightly at the thought. Maybe after they were through with this, she might do just that - invite him out for a dance. It had been a very long while since she'd last danced.

So engaged was she with fighting the minions, that Scarlet had forgotten all about their leader, Scarlet's precious sword still wedged in between his ribs. Her eyes widened as he gave a deafening roar, spinning around as more and more wisps flew from his eyes. Faster and faster he spun, stumbling slightly from the vertigo. So he'd decided to pull out the show-stopper then. Obviously they were dispatching with his goons too well if he was going to try and overwhelm them this quickly into the battle.

The wisps landed, spawning more creatures. Their roars were getting louder and louder, and Scarlet momentarily scrunched her nose as they echoed off the stone walls. It sounded like The Crucible, except somehow so much worse. At least at in the arena you had people cheering for you; out here all you got was skeletons baying for your blood. The noise was getting to her in a way it usually didn't and the redhead frowned, giving her head an imperceptible shake to clear it. Get it together, Frost! You've been in the Crucible and won. You can handle some pitiful skeletons! Except they weren't pitiful. The fort was filling up with hordes of Hollow Men, all yelling and brandishing weapons. She sidled up to Sherlock, frowning as she noticed blood. She unclipped her flask and passed it to him. "Take a sip. It should fix you right up. You're going to need all your strentgh for this wave." A confident grin settled on her features. "Let's get the party started, shall we?"  

STATUS``: active quest
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: don't apologize for harming Sherly because I totally plan on hurting Scarlet pretty badly in this next wave. Apologies for the length, don't feel you have to match it (this seems to have become my motto lately xD), Scarlet Muse just got a tad carried away. Also using your colour for speech because I can't see mine any more xD And decided to turn this into a quest because why not make some money at the end? xD
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

Sherlock smiled when Scarlet joined him, commenting on his 'dancing' with the Hollow Man. "Oh, but you know they wouldn't like that. That'd be taken as rude by their standards," he said before a loud roar ripped through the fort and he spun around to face the source, seeing Bonesy with Scarlet's sword still stuck between his ribs.

Right, he thought with a frown. He'd entirely forgotten the large leader because of his smaller minions running around trying to kill them for their leader, but that was the name of the game after all. "Well, isn't he feeling welcoming?" he muttered to Scarlet, looking around as more of the smaller skeletal figures appeared everywhere from the wisps that Bonesy set out.

He had actually been so distracted by the reminder that Bonesy was indeed still there that he'd forgotten about the injury he'd earned himself playing around with one of the Hollow Men until Scarlet handed him the flask. He nodded in agreement, smiling just slightly before taking a sip out of the flask and handing it back to her, grinning at her question. "Absolutely," he agreed. And that potion in her flash definitely worked quickly. Strange place, but... What could he complain about? A little adventure and some company to go with it was just what the good doctor had ordered for him, after all. This new place was shaping up to be quite the barrel full of fun.

TAG: Scarlet Frost | WORDS: 240 | NOTES: Sorry for the length! >.< Friend kept distracting me!

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[Scarlet Frost]

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seven devils all around me
THEY WERE THERE WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
i'll be dead before the day is done
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Taking the flask back from Sherlock and attaching it securely to her thigh once again, Scarlet drew her weapon. Her gun wasn't going to be the most useful of weapons now that the horde had decided to expand, but she wasn't exactly spoiled for choice with weaponry. She chewed the inside of her lip for a moment, thinking, before holstering her gun and taking up the makeshift rib swords. Force and brute strength would be the key here; there was no point in wasting precious bullets when the numbers of undead were so numerous. The Hollow Man leader roared and his lackeys joined in, roaring again and again until the noise was absolutely deafening. Scarlet almost scrunched her eyes up tight against the noise and an annoyed frown creased her features. "Can you shut the hell up!?!" she yelled, roundhouse kicking a still-roaring skeleton that came running towards her in the face. She gritted her teeth against the noise; this was why she preferred assassinations - they, at least, were quiet. Even the Crucible crowd didn't make as much noise as this lot, and that in itself was an achievement.

The first wave of skeletons came running towards her, encircling her and separating her from Sherlock. She cut-kicked at the skeleton closest to her, attempting to create some space between her and it. The skeleton stumbled back, confused, before rejoining the ranks. The circle was beginning to get smaller as the skeletons came closer towards her. Letting out the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, Scarlet crescent-kicked at the group in front of her, the force of the kick successfully taking off the heads off of half the group. For a few seconds the skeletons continued to run forward, but without their heads they were useless and Scarlet pushed through them, sending them crumpling to the ground. Leaning down and picking up two skulls, she smashed a skeleton close to her with one of the skulls and his neighbour with the other, knocking their heads clean off. Running backwards as the horde rushed at her, she threw one of the skulls at an approaching skeleton, the skull going right through his ribs and severing his spine. With one last roar as protest, he crumpled to the ground.

Having won this brief moment of peace, Scarlet looked around, her eyes scanning the fort for Sherlock. She had to watch out for him, had to make sure that he didn't die. Hearing a low grunt behind her, she spun around, knocking off the head of a creeping skeleton with her forearm. The clatter of his sword upon the stone floor was drowned out by the roars, but Scarlet had seen it drop. Picking it up, she took a moment to examine it before sheathing it and resuming her search for Sherlock, jogging around the fort and dodging sword-swings as she did so. Where in Avo's name is he?!  

STATUS``: active quest
TAGGED``: sherlock holmes
OUTFIT``: this
NOTES``: she will get hurt eventually. just not yet. though feel free to control Bonesy for a bit and have him injure her
LYRICS``: seven devils by florence and the machine
CREDIT``: made by TAYLYNOSAURUS REX! of caution 2.0. with a zillion and one edits by CALYPSO

[Sherlock Holmes]

The gun wasn't going to be too much help with the numbers that they were now facing, so Sherlock tucked it away safely for later use. It would probably serve greater purpose if he had a chance to get an aim on Bonesy. In the meantime, some hand-to-hand would have to serve the purpose of cutting down the numbers of the many Hollow Men that now separated him from Scarlet.

"If you must insist," he muttered before slamming a heel kick into one of the nearest Hollow Men at the head of a group that sent the strange creature stumbling and clattering into the ones behind him, most of them getting tangled up in the heap, but there were a few that were left in no state to function due to either the impact or various weapons his fellow skeletal figure was carrying. It was actually quite the comical display of flying and shattering pieces of Hollow Men and, under the baying of the masses, he imagined that their upset and distressed cries would've only added to the affect, but there was not much time for imagining what that would be.

Granted, fighting these strange things with brute force and hand-to-hand wasn't the most pleasant way to fight them, but it was relatively effective. Not to mention that there really wasn't enough given time to dwell over the idea of where these skeletons had been and what they had done. The only ones that would be difficult would be the ones that had some armor, but that was what the other ones could be used for. Finding a loose skull from the several Hollow Men he'd managed to take out, he bashed the head of another Hollow Man that was way too close for comfort before briefly looking around to make sure there weren't too many for him to handle. He had to keep tabs on Scarlet, after all. There was way too many of these creatures for just one person to handle, especially considering that Bonesy was still running around and he was the main problem due to his ability to create even more of his little minions.

He didn't get too much time to look about before he kicked the feet out from another Hollow Man that came charging towards him. Snatching up what was probably a rib from one of the previously fallen, he smashed that one's skull as well before taking up its dropped weapon - a pistol. Now with two guns, he could get some work done. He still had a few rounds left in Scarlet's loaned weapon, after all, so he could use this one to take out a few more of the pressing hoard. Shortly after shooting a few more heads off of surrounding skeletal warriors, he resumed looking for Scarlet. The fort was only so large, so she had to be here somewhere. Then he remembered the stairs; they'd work perfectly as a higher vantage point to both blow away a few more Hollow Men and to look for Scarlet. Dodging a few blows on his run for the stairs, he quickly headed up, stopping when he got to the top and scanning through the many Hollow Men in an attempt to find the redheaded fighter, frowning slightly as he looked over the crowd with Bonesy still standing in the middle of them. Finally, he spotted her jogging around the fort and dodging blows, presumably looking for him as he was looking for her.

Now... To dispense with a few more of these things to make it more fair. By no means was he as accurate as Watson when it came to shooting, but this was no feat of long-distance shooting, so the skills he did have would do enough. Off with their heads it will be. With that, he took aim at the few skeletal creatures at the bottom of the stairs, briefly allowing himself to be amused with the fact that they were clueless as to how to use them, as Scarlet had mentioned earlier, before shooting off their heads and rendering them dead once more. "This time you should try staying dead," he commented, turning back to survey the rest of the fort. There were skeletons to be killed, and no time to waste.

TAG: Scarlet Frost | WORDS: 715 | NOTES: It's only now that I realize how long this post is compared to the others. xD

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