Drakka

Lobisomem's face dropped, well if they were not allies of their enemy she was starting to see less reason to hunt them. If it weren't for her battle with the giant ant on the surface, she might have seen no reason to fight, but given their circumstances... "Yes, yes." She grumbled, "Though from what I heard this wild west was warm...and comparatively cleaner." Not seconds after her reply, she felt an itch in the back of her mind, nearly as irritating as the pawsteps in the walls, and started to shake her head. Something was digging straight into her mind, and absolutely nothing she did could stop it. Perhaps abruptly, she halted stock still and nearly came into vision again as she turned her eyes upward at an intangible threat. "Many-Mind? I...I am Lobisomem. The Lobisomem. The Doctor is my quarry. Get out of my head, or I do as your supposed King tells me to and tear you to shreds!"

http://orokos.com/roll/589497 1d20+3: 11 No good on Will http://orokos.com/roll/589499 1d20+12: 23 But got the Sense Motive

Lobisomem have mostly accepted the upcoming battle and have started using Concealment, attempting to hide from view. (Sorry I didn't reply for a little back there, I got hit with the flu for a little.)

"Mm-hm. Good for you to have a companion like that." It wasn't clear whether she was telling Vermin or Filth that, and she seemed in no hurry to clarify, though she had an opinion that the rat was the intelligent one of the pair. She didn't react at the clear reference to stealing, it wasn't that she minded so much, especially if it was for survival purposes, they clearly needed as much as they could get, if they were living down here. Her snout wrinkled as they proceeded into quite possibly the stinkest place she had the horror of experiencing. For a moment, she paused, pawing at her nose and flattening her ears. Although she did catch the mention of killing the rat dissenters, and grumbled in a wordless growl, the scuttling in the pipes felt like a reminder that they were not getting out of this without doing at least something for this pair. It might as well benefit her too. "Very persistent, aren't you, Rat King?" She sighed, her outline becoming harder and harder to see, "Though I say we must get to the doctor afterwards, his servants can fall, the battle will be easier then." She definitely was disappearing, scales molding to the colors around her before she pressed to the ground, turning her near invisible head towards her ally. "I fear we have to appease this rat, I much rather an ally than a foe. Besides, with the rats gone, the doctor will only have a...small advantage over us in numbers." She then turned her eyes toward the pipes, staying completely silent but sending her own message towards the enemy, sightlessly smiling, "Try to find me, I haven't eaten all day."

Lobisomem watched the conversation with shocking quietness, though she snorted at the mention of making the "Doctor" disappear. She wasn't stupid, and besides, she felt like disobeying Filth just on the fact that he wanted them to be killed. Call it for the sake of pride. "Killing him. I don't think so." She had fixed the duo with her predatory eyes, "It's not in my nature to kill...people. And on that note..." She tilted her head at the subway cars. Suggestions...there was a hole in the ceiling, and at this moment, she felt the simplest option would probably be the best. "I could carry them, Marcus." She directed toward her ally, "But given well...me, and the fall they have taken, I am not sure if they could trust me...or even if they could hold on." That was the problem, and with the supposed Doctor still down here, rescue would likely need to be dealt with after she felt she wouldn't be jumped by these rats, or ants, or whatever the hell was also down here. Before she could even think of a reason how to keep these people safe, save for staying right here, Vermin spoke up. "Magic?" She herself shuffled in place and her frills shot back up, "That...feels strange." It was like stepping into something unpleasant, being near the car, and she visibly relaxed as she retreated slightly, "Fine then, they won't approach if it feels anything like that." Quite frankly, she wasn't pleased that it affected her too, but she was fairly certain that if the need presented itself, she would be able to overcome it. Rats? Not so much. She looked over to Vermin with a tiny spark of respect, and smiled slightly, a disturbing sight. "Perhaps it warrants discussion. But later, and only if you intend to keep any deal we make." Rats themselves were tough little creatures, if she could avoid being but all the time, better for her...but she still wasn't going to kill on his orders. It wasn't exactly clear on Lobisomem's face if she was genuinely thinking about the whole "roast them on a stick" idea, but she was definitely getting hungry, but she just replied with, "Only if they don't talk to me." She flexed her claws, "Come, Rat King, tell us where the core or this lays. You surely have the knowledge of this all."

"I do not think this is alien, hard to believe, coming from this creature." She snorted at the cringing Santa, shifting her front legs to keep him up, quite possibly the last thing she had to deal with at the moment was dead weight because of some health crisis. "He have stayed...relatively human, and I hope he stays this way, annoying as this is." She addressed the rat, Vermin, as well. Given how worlds generally worked, she was assuming the thing was intelligent, if only by the fact that she wasn't seeing a hint of fear in the rat. Her ears flicked down at the mention of the ants, "Ants?" A hiss rang out as her scales rippled and crackled as they bristled, "Those ants. Big as me!? They took a bite out of me!" Her flank was clear evidence of this, torn scales torn up and simply gone, as did the fact she was covered in more than just sewer water. She curled her lips up at the fungus, nearly overcome by the desire to smash one of the strands, only just turning away with a low rumbling. "They were on the surface, I killed it, it came out of the sewer...hole to the subway though." She had no real idea if the ants and fungus were coming out of the subway together, or even if they were connected, but she had a pretty honest opinion that she could tear them to pieces...especially with this beast and rat boy for assistance. She lowered her head until she nearly touched the ground, "Filth, Vermin. Tell me where they showed up first. It is on my word that neither plant nor creature shall survive my wrath. Everyone here will be out of your hair shortly." Her voice didn't waver, and her fangs became exposed as her face conveyed a pure message. She intended for a successful hunt, and Lobisomem rarely failed.

Lobisomem is asking Santa to show the fungus, though staying near him for his sake.

Lobisomem's face was nigh impossible to read, though she snorted at the beast's answer. "Very well, Marcus. I will...try to remember that." Key word try, even now she could feel the name starting to decend into the recess of her memory, somewhere that would hopefully cultivate such a memory-a name. Though she doubted she could put in the effort to remember in such a situation, not with the hum of noise in her ears as she heard countless little feet just about everywhere. Somehow, despite their circumstances, she felt more threatened by this man with a rat than the fact they'd fallen who knew where. Thankfully, for her, this anxiety and fear manifested the way only she knew how. Aggression. She crawled next to Marcus, scales shifting to the brightest red she could manage and flicking her frill up, clearly a defensive display as she forced herself to stand up tall. "Greetings." Her voice rumbled, "We apologize for falling into this...hole of yours." There was some quality, a drop in volume, that clearly conveyed a sort of disrespect to this rat man. She snapped her teeth together upon hearing his name, smothering a laugh before it began. How appropriate...and now she was struggling not to transfere that thought, however tempting it was. However, as the man approached the subway car, her lips tightened around her teeth. "I suggest you don't approach our charges so flippantly." She snapped, stepping forward with an ominous growl, "We fell because of this foul, living, plant." She turned her head to the victim of the fungus, Santa or something like that, "Sir, please show...Filth, heh, your wounds. Not too close though, stand near me." As she spoke, she lowered her head in case he needed the support, though one of her eyes was always on Filth, clearly distrustful.

Lobisomem now attempting to track this rat smell, she's suspicious.

Lobisomem cocked her head as the beast, which was now a human somehow, answered back. As if this world couldn't get stranger, now she had a man-beast to keep an eye on...she thought they only turned into wolves or something like that? As she crawled over, the smells washed over her. Unfortunately, she was more than used to the decaying scent, while not pleasant, it existed...but the other? Her heart pumped a little harder, seemed prey was here. She knew them, furry little things that barely qualified as a snack by themselves, but they were rarely alone. Mean things too, wounds hurt for days. And the rat haze was everywhere. "Do not let anybody come out." Her voice hissed and took a harsh tone, "Not only due to that...infection. Whatever it is." She pointed her snout toward the terrible fungus on the man, baring her teeth at the way smell, "Something dwells here, more alive that that living plant. I do not care what so ever what you do, follow me or don't, heal the human or not, I will meet this alive thing and stop it before it reaches our survivors." She knew they had fallen too, but making sure whatever had caused this did not kill them first was her priority, she wasn't sure if it was the man-beast's. Really, what the man-beast did was beyond her worry. She'd do this willingly even if she didn't have this ally, and she raised her head up and felt the scent waft around her, but where?

http://orokos.com/roll/587433 1d20+12: 21 here!

Lobisomem is now looking around through Infravision and sniffing around.

So the beast was a helper, good, she wasn't sure what to do if the thing had started conspiring against her. She didn't notice the fact that her new ally was using one arm, too focused on the current task to bother paying attention. Besides, it was working, even with one arm on her ally's side. And then she felt, rather than heard, the tunnel crumbling. In a bid for safety, for she did not want to discover what fell even further than here, she dropped her back legs to the floor and attempted to shove the car faster. All she did was ensure that when the car fell, so did she, and a terrible roar broke her lips as the floor vanished from underneath. She scrambled at the train, sparks screeching from her claws as they tore at the metal, and just managed to avoid being crushed, tumbling over and up the car. Somewhere along the way, she noted light was gone, but the danger of falling kept her legs firmly braced on the train, before that too was wrenched out from under her. She moved instinctively, twisting in midair and flattening her wings and ears tightly against her body. She hit tail first, feeling the shock of landing ripple through her frame, worse than falling out of a tree. But she was alright, a little soaked from the broken pipes, and she could feel where her scales shattered on her tail, but anybody could tell such a landing could have easily been worse. She stood cautiously, curiously looking around and seeing nothing...oh, right, no light. Her eyes narrowed till they were near closed, being near useless in this lighting, instead, heat flickered to life and her nose twitched as she searched the area. "Beast, if you are alive. How do we save these humans, quickly now, I do not like this place. Smells...odd, very...odd."

Trying to push the train away from the crack. Avoided floor by Wall Crawling

Lobisomem lowered her head to her chest as she desended into the sewer, the stench felt like a wall and she desperately avoided the floor, she'd rather be bitten again than ever getting whatever she thought she smelled on her feet. A different smell somehow caught her attention, and she reluctantly allowed herself to drop down toward the crack, head squeezing through just in time to hear another pained screech from the nearly fallen train. Her sight wasn't the best down here, not that she needed it too much. Heat peppered the dark world, and a great beast sprung toward a growing shape...the fungus, it smelled funny. It smelled even funnier once it was in the air, and she chocked on a cough as a burst managed to snake its way into her face. Instead she gurgled and spat before narrowing her eyes at the situation at hand. "Beast!" She directed toward the earth throwing beast, "If you harm a human, I will hunt you too. Help me, now." Was this rude? Yes. She did not have a choice though, all these humans were going to die if they were not saved from falling. Clearly she could do it, but help was appreciated. She crawled down, clinging to the walls to avoid that funny smelling fungus, and ended up next to the train about to fall. And she started to push. Help me!

Me too, or just him?

1d20+12: 28 http://orokos.com/roll/586905 There, see you soon!

Continuing on to subway, hopefully the two meet up soon!

A different emotion dribbled into Lobisomem as she watched the giant insect stumble about, an emotion that forced her teeth into view and her eyes to narrow into slits. Satisfaction. She didn't need to feel sorry for this thing, no doubt it was the dangerous creature...and it did not come from the subway, were there more? Boom! She startled as the truck inevitably exploded, front claws shooting out to catch the concussed human as he finally passed out. Her ears were already ringing, the strange Cream coating her just felt like an extra slap to the face. She shook out her body, tongue instinctively flicking out to clean her face. Sweet, but not in an entirely unpleasant way, thank goodness, she had enough of horrible sweetness for today. Not that she'd be done anytime soon if this encounter was any indication. She snatched up the antenna in her jaws as she carried the human to the entrance of the subway, it'd be useful for scent purposes and, if not, it was a meal. At the same time, her horns glowed toward any humans nearby. "Keep this human safe, it is a head wound. Also, he is scared. Keep eyes on the manhole. I am going in to find the rest, and reduce them to nothing." Confidence flooded her voice, and she desended into the subway, unknowingly ready to help the other hero helping in the depths...

Move Action: Moved as far as possible away from the truck, human is with her. Standard Action: Venom Blast (4 uses left) 1d20+7: 14 (not sure if +2 is added due to accurate feat, if so, it is 16) http://orokos.com/roll/586878

Well, she was prepared, but that didn't mean the bite didn't hurt like hell. She leaned to the side as the crunching sensation rippled through her body, shielding the human before a terrible roar shook the air. The mandiles cut right through her scales with a terrible screech, as if through metal, and her mind went white with pain. As if from a distance, she saw herself, still. Too close. The truck would kill her and the human. Too close. And then the human screamed. She snapped back into the reality of it all, the fire near licking her, and lurched away from the burning ant. Another spark of pain laced through her side, not helped at all by the human she was holding, but she was running, away from the truck, and then suddenly halted, whirling around. Taking care not to let it hit her unwitting rescuee, she arched her head back and forth, a clear burst of liquid zipping toward the ant. It had to stay still, it had to, the truck would hopefully finish the thing off...

Ignore this

Just go ahead for the next attack, no reaction

http://orokos.com/roll/586870 1d20+10: 22 Alright, conditions please?

Move Action: Stands back up Standard Action: Total Defense