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    Re: Welcome to the Jungle

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri May 11, 2012 11:59 pm

    Their ally silent, the cave echoed wiht only the voices of the two Elders as they talked. By now, the demon's jaw was near being halfway completed. Metal plating streatched down from the top of where the beginning of the large tears in the flesh, spikes dotting the edges that resembled a rather rough blot-patching job. However, both the elders and the guard kept diligent in their work, placing down metal and hammering it into the hide. As they got to the more jagged parts of the demon's jaw structure, they took care in realigning the bone. Flad'Nag looked over once at the prince, noting the plumes of smoke that jetted from his grill. While the demon as very good at hiding his pain, the elder figured that the great creature had to be feeling something through all of their work. However, he kept his aged beak shut, finding it more respectful, if not ethical, to let the demon be.

    Besides, Tra'Yzon were to speak, he could undo a good portion of their hard work!

    Tra'Nosk carefully cleaned out each eye socket, the ground in front of the demon soon littered with bits of broken glass and debris. While she was careful to remove everything that could lead to an infection, she was wise to not linger for too long upon their friend's rather solid face. The demon's body heat, even in his current condition, was quite stifling. The guard's feather's ruffled some as she worked, trying to cool herself down. It would be rather silly of her to keep jumping back and forth between the demon and the cool floor of the cave, not to mention the time that would be wasted instead of tending to their ally's wounds. It was not long before Tra'Yzon's eyes were free of glass and cleaned of the dried blood that lingered within the sockets, the large native catching herself in watching the dull shimmer of the metallic bone behind it all.

    With a fluff of her feathers, she hopped down from the demon's face, trotting over to the crystal and sap that she brought in earlier. The large shards glistened in the dry atmosphere of the cave, each facet of the stones creating multicolored patterns upon the stony floor. She did not waste time admiring these, as she had seen them atop the spears that they all used. Taking up a metallic tool from the sled, she carried both up to the demon's head. There, she took a few rather quick measurements of the demon's eye sockets, before carving the individual squares from the crystal using the metal cutter. She placed the crystals next to the sockets as if to ensure that everything was well measured, every now and again using the cutting tool to carefully scrape off any excess crystal. Next, she hopped down from the demon's head, taking the bucket of sap in her arms and carefully climbing back up to Tra'Yzon's eyes. She did not want to go and spill any on him, after all.

    She placed the bucket upon the demon's head, taking a crystal in one claw, and dipping the other in the sap. Making sure she had gathered enough upon her scaly fingers, she coated the edges with the sticky substance until she was confident that it would stay secure within the rather square eye sockets. He fingers gently, but firmly, pressed the crystal into the square socket, careful to not push too hard, lest the stone needed to be pulled out and refitted. One socket down, she proceeded to do the same to the other five, slowly but sure mending Tra'Yzon's eyes.
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    Re: Welcome to the Jungle

    Post by Prixlezub on Sat May 12, 2012 1:18 am

    Though the prince was of great patience himself, the silence seemed to stretch on forever as the two elders worked on his jaw. Their pounding away upon his battered maw sent more than a few good jolts of pain up the sides of his face, the demon forcing himself to stay still and not lean away from the two natives as they set and mended the bone. As the prince waited, he let his mind wander again, thoughts drifting back to a more stable time, when he was back home in Automotive Hell. Yes, there was no Zurg, no Megamind, and certainly none of this going on. Prixlezub reminisced back to the rolling dunes of red sand, great spires of jagged, black rock that made up what could be called mountains. The rolling clouds across a red sky, stormy and angry to match the rather desolate environment. Yes, it was nothing to look at, but it certainly was his home. Or at least, what he called home after he was banished so swiftly by that damnable Chryslirrbog. Though the pain he was dealing with right now was great, it was nothing compared to the blow both his pride, and his esteem had to take when he had been sealed in that infantile form.

    During his thoughts, the demon hardly noticed when Tra'Nosk climbed down from his face, readying the crystals that would replace his eyes. Or at least, replace part of them. The demon kept himself steady as the female clambered back on top of him, hearing the bird-like creature cut the crystal to the exact measurements needed. Hopefully. Next, the demon felt her place the sap-laden shards within his eye sockets, effectively sealing them in place as his natural body heat cooked the adhesive solid. Prixlezub patiently waited as she placed the rest of the crystals into him, knowing full well that it would take a few minutes before any sort of natural protocols kicked in with his body. Once she had placed the rest of the patches into his eyes, the demon prince felt her climb down, her claws tingling upon his chin once more.

    The prince sat, waiting as the other two natives busied themselves with mending his jaw. It was not long before they began to work on the other side of his face as well, pounding in plating and molding in a hinge to allow movement. A rather large plume of smoke curled from his grill as he felt the bones in his jaw shift uncomfortably back into proper alignment, locking together and fastened in place by a few precise spikes. After a few minutes of having the crystals in place however, something seemed to click deep down in his brain. Nothing like an epiphany, but more like an instinctual response.

    Within his eyes, the sockets themselves began to bleed a thick, magma-like liquid. The fiery blood pooled up behind the crystal, resembling a cup being filled with highly viscous gel. It rose up and up, until the demon's eyes were completely filled, glowing and marbling between bright yellows and oranges as it settled within the newly mended containers. The blood dimmed and brightened, much like a person blinking their eyes as they woke up. Soon after, something else was starting to form within the pools of magma; a sort of flickering whiteness. It danced and glowed like a small candlelight, wavering and growing steadily until it came into full being.

    Finally, the demon could see again.

    Glancing the while pupils from side to side, Prixlezub took in his surroundings, taking note of the rather dark cave he was currently in. His burning eyes cast an orange light upon all that he looked at, much like a car's headlamps would illuminate what we in front of it. After a brief look around, the demon let his gaze settle upon Tra'Nosk, finally able to see what his new 'friends' looked like. And, to be honest, he was surprised to find that the guard was as pudgy as she was. After all that talk of her being a warrior, he would have thought her to be a bit more... Fit.

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    Re: Welcome to the Jungle

    Post by Universal NPC on Sat May 12, 2012 3:26 am

    Flad'Nag and Glin'Glim still hammering away upon the prince's maw, if ever so delicately to keep from ruining the bones they had realigned, were unable to see the fruits of Tra'Nosk's labor. The guard on the other hand, was very much aware of the rather grotesque way that the prince's eyes had reformed themselves. Her shoulders shuddered slightly despite her battle-hardened composure, both in awe of the whole process, and at the same time disturbed by the demon's alien way of healing himself. However, she never found the will to turn away from the whole ordeal unfolding before her, as she watched the demon's eyes refill themselves, before a flickering white pupil appeared among the fiery sclera of his eyes.

    It was hard to say that she was surprised, seeing as how the rest of the demon was quite flame-like and burning. Though she would have thought them to be the same shade as his mane. looking into the newly reformed eyes, she would have been lying if she said that Tra'Yzon's gaze was not intimidating, the guard keeping herself from fidgeting as she felt put on the spot by the larger creature's stare. It was like looking into a pit of fire, one that stared back. However, the breif eye contact with the demon was cut short, as she heard Flad'Nag speak up over the rather deafening silence of the cavern.

    "Ah, Tra'Nosk. I trust you are finished with tending to Tra'Yzon's eyes?" He asked, nodding to the orange glow that the guard was standing in. "Why don't you come up and help with mending his jaw?"

    She was never so relieved to hear the Elder's words. Keeping polite in the eyes of their guest, she quickly climbed up on top of the demon's head, taking a tooth from Flad'Nag and joining the two elders in mending the demon's jaw. It would not be long now before the demon prince was finally able to speak again. With three sets of hands working on the prince's jaw, the damaged hide was quickly being plated over with ore and stone, a joint being set in the other side of the demon's jaw as well. All that Tra'Yzon would have to do is wait a little bit longer...
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    Re: Welcome to the Jungle

    Post by Prixlezub on Sat May 12, 2012 2:33 pm

    Yes, Tra'Nosk. Look into the demon's eyes and feel your anxieties creep up on you. The demon could see quite well how the female tried to hold her gaze with his own, fiery pupils glancing over the Noslot guard as he waited for the others to finish up on his jaw. Though the demon found it interesting that a warrior of their tribe could be so portly, he could see why she was considered so highly for someone of her stature. He could see it in how she carried herself; tall, proud, strong. It reminded him of someone he had known, a certain demoness. Even in this exile, far way from Portal Breach, deep down in a cave somewhere on this godforsaken planet, he could not escape her.

    A small plume of smoke rolled from his grill as the guard briskly walked over to the elder's beckoning, this time more out of lament instead of pain. All six of his newly reformed pupils traveled over to a spot on the far wall, focusing on it as he more or less was forced to think on the one who had sent him here. The fight bubbled back up into his mind, the demon's memory giving a brutally accurate retelling of his failure. Prixlezub had failed to win against not only the locomotogephor, but also in trying to win back his wife. All of this, all of it happened because he had failed her. He let her die not only in life, but also in his heart. His desire for power had smothered out his wife.

    Prixlezub's gaze fell to the floor, looking at nothing in particular as he thought over the conflict deep down in the earth. As a tier two being, he could have easily stepped in and kept her from dying, he could have kept her from being so mercilessly torn apart by Blain. As a king, death had no holding contract on his soul, the demon's body able to survive just about anything, and the worst merely putting him to sleep until he was whole again. Why had he not taken his wife's place at the claws of that monster? He could have taken the brunt of the fight, and she.... She could have lived.

    A low sigh hissed from between the prince's teeth, his tail curling and uncurling as he pondered his past actions.
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    Re: Welcome to the Jungle

    Post by Universal NPC on Sat May 12, 2012 3:17 pm

    All three of the natives working in tandem, they quickly were able to finish up what was left of the patches they had to put in along the jaw of the demon prince. Metal plating and spikes were carefully and precisely placed in like clockwork, not a single one of them managing to get in each other's way despite the chaos of scaled hands. Bones were reset, hide stretched and pinned, metal placed and hammered securely into position. Tra'Yzon would be all fixed and able to function as well as he could after they were done with him! Or at least, could function as well as his bandages allowed. A few more clanging chimes of rock upon metal rang out through the cavern, the final spike being pounded into place to finish the demon's rather extensive wounds upon his jaw and mouth.

    Glin'Glim sat back, wiping his brow with the back of his hand as he admired their work. Hours of labor spent on their new ally; mending, repairing, healing. Finally, they were finished. Flad'Nag climbed down from the demon's head, standing back to look over the repairs they had done to the demon's jaw, the curved tooth still in hand. The elder's eyes squinted in a smile underneath his mask, proud of their hard work. the two others soon climbed down as well, taking any remaining metal and stone with them as they returned to the cool floor of the cave.

    "We've finished bandaging your jaw Tra'Yzon." Flad'Nag said to the demon as he walked over in front of him. "How does it feel? Are you able to move your jaw with no trouble?" He asked, hoping that their job with the hinges was adequate enough to allow the demon to talk again. It would be rather embarrassing to go through all of that work just to find that the demon would be stuck with his jaw pinned shut.

    "...Are you able to speak?" Glin'Glim inquired, tilting his head at the bandages before looking back at Tra'Yzon.

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    Re: Welcome to the Jungle

    Post by Prixlezub on Sat May 12, 2012 3:47 pm

    His jaw soon was added to the list of what was 'restored'. The final plates placed in, he waited for the natives to climb down from his head before he tested out the new hinges and plating that now covered where his red hide used to be. The spikes pinched and stung dully where they had been hammered in, keeping the bones in place, but at the same time rubbing up against a sensitive areas upon his jaw's frame. He winced inwardly at the pain, though he kept moving the reset mandible around to try and work the tenderness out of it. However, it still would be a while before he could speak again. The demon would need to be given a few days of rest in order to get used to the new additions to his body.

    His gaze traveled down to the natives in front of him, thoughts waved from his mind like smoke as he listened to their caring questions. As much as he would have liked to respond to them though, he would have to wait. They all would have to wait. Prixlezub's gaze fell on Glin'Glim, the one who this time had the more sensible of questions instead of Flad'Nag. The prince's great head shook slightly from side to side, a response to the Elder's question, even if it did mean he was still unable to speak until the bones settled down from the rather excruciating procedure.

    Laying his head on the floor, Prixlezub let his eyes dim, his claws wrapping over his grill and face like a sleeping cat. He would not have to speak in order for the natives to know what he wanted now. As he heard their footsteps as they left the room, the demon allowed his thoughts to wander, inevitably returning him to that rather ill-fated fight in the locomotogephor's lair.

    He could have done so much more...

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