The Angel and the Gargoyles - Closed

[Ironhelm]

The gargoyles circles the steeples of the cathedrals, demonic glints in their red eyes, cackling at the benigh stone images of themselves, images that do no more than guide rain water down from the rooftop.

The leader swoops downward, flapping it's dark wings slowly, lowering himself until he could look into the stained glass windows. He cackles again, as if to taunt the unseeing statues of saints and angels. His cackling is answered by those of his brood circling higher above.

Tonight, perhaps, they could lure her out.

 

[katalynn]

She heard them, outside cackling to eachother. It sounded like they were mocking her. Been trapped here by them for days now, luckily they were not allowed to come in here.

But she needed to get out, find away to get back to her real home. Finding a secret door off to the side of the building, praying that they would not see her as she crept out.

 

[Ironhelm]

Gargoyle

The gargoyle sees the shadow, a movement. It cries but does nothing else. Keeping it's eyes on the figure emerging, it circles upward to join it's friends. The gargoyles circle, and they dive!

 

[katalynn]

She spun around quickly, holding up her hands to cast a blinding spell, hopeing that will stall them as she runs towards the door. Sadly she had wondered out a bit to far.

 

[Ironhelm]

Gargoyle

A gargoyle shrieked, plunging down, unable to see, one of it's leathery wings hitting the roof of the cathedral. It bounced once, twice.

Another one swoops down, claws extended like an eagle, and grabs for her arm. A third one landeds next to her, and waddles towards her. The leather circles about, cackling excitedly

 

[katalynn]

Screaming out as one grabbed and cut into her arm. Lashing out at the beast but it was failed attempt. Followed by a few other that circled around.

She tried to scream again, nothing came out stretching her wings out as if to take flight. She could not. Fell to her knees, though she still tried to lash out at them when they touched her. Resistance and defiantly watching their every move.

 

[Ironhelm]

Gargoyle

The claws of the gargoyle closed on your shoulders, pushing you onto the ground, pressing you down on your back while your legs were still bend under you. Another drifted down slowly. The one already on the ground knelt next to you, a thick tongue unfurled as it hissed. Yet another hovered just a foot or so from you. Sharp claws reached down to slice at your thin gown, parting it down the middle

 

[katalynn]

Her wings folded under her painfully, her whimpers seemed to have only brought them more pleasure. Lifting her hands up, her nails long and sharp like claws of her own, scratched hard and deep down the arms that pinned her down.

This seemed to have only angered him, that wicked grin crossed it's lips as it continued to rip through her gown. Again, she scratched him anywhere she could reach. His face, chest, arms. Anything her nails could find she would scratch at him, screaming at him to stop. Trying to move out from under him, her legs were still buckled under her, causing her to spread her a little as she writhed under him to escape. Trying hard to free one of her legs.