User blog comment:The Reptile King/Reptile Kingdom What Do's/@comment-27950421-20180127200213/@comment-30014014-20180205171649

Panic overriding...

Legs losing their footing...

A symphony of clattering teeth...

''Mor-so had just about enough symptoms for him to stand frozen in place, scandally obvious to the Jho's exposition she does with no shame. Her butt wavers from the left, to the right, ripe for the taking, but soon left to cold with Mor-so's lack of initiation. The man backtracks, fear ridden on his face, bumping against a tree. HIs eyes are fixated on the right, seemingly waiting for a miracle.''

That miracle had better come soon, for the lack of furious heat atop the Jho prompted her to raise her head over her shoulders, eagerness dented with impatience pertubing her face "Hey, boy! What are ya waiting for? Unless you're not the kind to take the initiative~

''Hearing her tone border irritation and hunger only makes it worse for Mor-so, his feeble demeanor aggravated with those iron words. HIs back hunches slightly, his fingers joined in a sheepish fashion. His stare narrowly avoiding the Jho in question, her opposition looking up to the man, a grin forming on her face. Seems he was not the aggressive type after all ~Aw well, gave it a try, but I guess--''

''"There she went!!" a voice interrupts, in the right section of the forest. Before anything can come out of the Jho, a flood of soldiers rush through the branches and grass, branding spears and swords. "Ohh? What do we have here?" the Jho interjects, seeing a larger figure pass through the footmen "Looks like it's my day today. So many 'meals' presenting themselves to me".''

''"Shut up, harlot!" spits the heavily armored man, pulling a gilded sword out of his sccabard "Of all the things I've been unfortunate to meet, a disgusting abomination like yourself having your way with a dozen of my men is the worst I've had to put up with so far in thie septic realm. NO. MORE!"''

"Aw, you're sad because you didn't get a turn? Normally I'd give you 'compensation', buuuuuut, my eyes are set on someone else. SO, if you excuse me--

Her head turns as she continues to speak "--I have to return to--

''Nothing. Mor-so was gone. She couldn't quite sense his presence either. This sudden intrusion had apparently given him the slip. A sigh escapes the Jho, lazily turning back to the squad, cracking her knuckles together with a less-than-enthousiastic manner "All right, let's just skip to the part where I leave the lot of you flat on your collective asses".''

"Bold words for a outnumbered-- A fist goes square in the helmet of the knoght leader, shattering it and sending the man flying against a tree, prompting the rest of his squad to attack with unisson to a waiting Jho. A cacophony could now be heard...

''Mor-so could be seen sheltered somewhere in a steep falling of grass. A mask initially not present was decorating his jaw, spitting tiny specs of green smoke. His stare, wholly different to the sheepish and wary one he sported before the Jho. A tiny crystal hovers right on his right ear, giving access to a small mana-projected Heads Up Display. He sighs in relief "Man, they couldn't have come in a better time, honestly. To think a Jho would be around..."''

''The HUD flashes a periodic red at the bottom corner, the spot he was last at mnutes ago. Tremor-like vibrations accompanied the tiny arcania-tech's readings. He turns to the direction from hence he fled, nodding his head in assurance "Good, I was hoping they'd waste some time off her. This meeting completely scrambed my mining schedule--''

''The tremor stopped for a while, daring a 'ohh?' from the man. Of course, his hope for a peaceful walk back home quickly went south as the tremors resumed, this time approaching in his vicinity with confirmation from his hud, the latter blaring red. A hand reaches for his forehead "It seems the estimated time for the squad to get defeated by this Jho has been shorter than expected."''

''The tremors continue to approach, rapidly, prompting Mor-so to step up on his sprint "I better move on the the next point. A full sprint home is impossible with her around...". He flees to an open place, with tall grass but with a severe lack of trees. The few trees presents had quite the scratches. Exactly what he sought as the tremor rumbles creep ever closer.?''

''Quickly he taps on his miniature Arcania-tech, sporting a pair of fashionable glasses in a round shape, made extra large as to ensure submissiveness, as the pair usually identify those predisposed to be more easily convinced via physical violence. As it does that, the tiny crystal disappears. So does his mask, the thing that's been slowly rooting out the rather ill effect of that Jho's impromptu kiss. Then, his stare, once sharpen in calm vibe starts jittering about, with eye twitches much like someone struck with paranoia. With that, do the sudden head shifts accompany from left to right. HIs hands relax the muscles inside as to mimic a feeble man, his back hunches to further dwell in his play. And finally, with a will of his mind, the gadgets Mor-so bears phase out of existence, leaving him quite literally stranded.''

''"That should be it--ohh, one last thing..." he mumbles to himself as he pulls out a comb to straighten his hair, just like those with an acute destestation for odd shapes and what not. With that done, he finds the nearest tree to hide in and in that moment, his entire character changes.''

''Just in time for the Jho to come sniffing about, tossing aside branches and grass. And of course, she finds Mor-so, shaking behind a tree. Licking her lips in a prolonged way, she tip-toes her way behind the man and crouches to meet his ear ~Did you miss me?~''

''Mor-so jolts out in reaction...or he would have had the Jho not locked him in place with fingers firmly coiling around his collar ~Whoa now, poor thing. Can't have not just disappear out of nowhere again~''

"B-but--soldiers---

"Ohh, those pushovers? Easy to deal with. I admit, they could have sated me for a while, what with the amount of substential delicaties laying for me to take".

''"Well..." Mor-so pokes the tip of his index finger together in a faint hope to detour her attention "...why not go back for them? I'm sure a large group of knights and soldiers can bring more to the table than a feeble little man like me".''

''"You know, little man, that is a good idea. I mean, look at you..." she lifts him by the collar in a way to make her point, looking up and down at Mor-so "...I'm honestly surprised someone like you made it so far. For someone to meet my standards, a whole group of sturdy men and their leder would be much better than this scrawny shadow of a male you are".''

Mor-so lowers his eyes in shame, though his mind spirals elsewhere (Bitting the bait much harder than estimated. That's good. Perhaps with the incoming onwer, she'll have a much bigger reason to forsake him. Or so he thought...

THe Jho enthusiatically shakes her head "Oh no. No, no, no. Wouldn't you think there's a reason for me to be holding you here? I mean, really, someone like you surviving so long this deep in the forest. I'd find this odd. Besides, I gave those fool to the Allos I've had fun with as apology. Right now, I am seeing and holding an anomaly. And I lo--

''A ear-deafening roar scatters throughout the forest, the Jho's reflexes prompting her to drop Mor-so to turn to the source. A gigantic tyranno had entered the scene, glaring down t the Jho, and then drawing it at Mor-so, who's fear-induced body drops him on all four. His face is riddled with terror, etched on his face as he crawls away to the nearest tree.''

''The eyes of the massive behemoth return to the Jho standing in front, already fists raised.toward her. Putting the image of the terror-striken man out of her mind, the Tyranno roars yet again, this time with a massive charge. Mor-so closes his eyes and turns away, his ears being the only indicator of the ensuing chaos that is wrought as the Jho meets the Tyranno's jaw with one of her fists.''

''Mor-so slowly re-opens them, introduced to a spectacle of beasts wrangling for victory. There is no coegraphy in their movements, yet calling this fight a street brawl would be a severe insult as they clash with a grace different of two duelists fencing. Mor-so, seeing their minds absorbed by each other, decided now was the time to evade.''

''Going exclusively through a path littered with tall objects, he hides behind them, quickly and surely, making his way further from the two, going slow until the weakened tremors from the distance allows him to sprint. As he does, his whole demeanor turns to the original once more, his sprint shedding from the meek run he played. More gadgets appear on the man. His mask, his hud replacing the nerdy glasses he overextended. Metallic surface shine on his limbs, indicating the presence of armor, though not the traditional set. His was different, shining with neon lights in the blue shade.''

Though he continues to flee with confidence, what the Jho had said prior to the Tyranno incursion mined his humor "What exactly was she speaking about? Me, an oddity?I thought her kind went only after those looking like her".

The hud continues to display the massive tremor from the two beasts' clash, his mind still pondering "Well, no point about thinking about it. Better get back ho--

''His hud flashes red, turning into a motion sensor. A red dot, advancing quickly in his vicinity. Mor-so turns backward, his hud adapting to head movement. The dot was moving quickly, leaving his perplexed "Hmm, not even a Tyranno? What then? Let's see...there is an untamed segment in my path. This should secure my escape..."''

''Mor-so b-lines left to the so-called untamed section, where monsters devoid of the metamorphisis linger in violence. To squat in one's territory is a death sentence. To gaze upon another is to be pushed in a brawl for survival. The perfect place for someone to lose a predator. IN this case, for Mor-so to evade the track of that Jho. Unfortunately for him, as if she knew where he was stumbling, the dot on his motion sensor greatly accelerated, forcing him to fall upon yet another of his trick.''

''Trying to play the weak and feeble here will only spell ruination for him as the beasts in here especially love the defenceless. And while he was far from that, with an hungry Jho tracking his trail, any fight would easily go south. Instead, Mor-so lifts his hand in a dagger manner. In an instant, his entire being is encased in a reflective shield case that clings to his body, rendering him effectively invisible. The glass shield, added witht he benefit of shutting down the sense of presence one usually gives out also confused whoever would be in the attempt of tracking him by his mana signature, although not completely.''

''With that done, the man poises himself in a kneeling position, tethered to a nearby tree. And he waits a remarkably short time, spotting the Jho crashing through everything and anything, stopping suddenly in a clear loss of the man. She clenches one of her fist, looking all around in quick succession "Damn it! Where did he go?! A scrawny man couldn't have gotten away this far!"''

''Mor-so laid so close, yet his scent, erased by his shield glass, allowed him complete respite. "Good, she's here", he speaks to himself, in such a muffled way as to elude any ear "Now, the final fold of thie puzzle comes, in the form of jagged talons and teeth".''

''His reference came literally i the shape of untamed raptors seeking an easy meal. Sure enough, as the pack tramples through the trees and grass, one stops, turning its hungry gae just at the right moment at its right side, immediately seeing a woman, stump on a fallen tree, thinking over where her 'prey' might have hidden. It screeches, alerting the rest of the pack of her presence...''

...the last mistake it would ever do for the pack.

''Since they are untamed, the concept of fear toward the mighty Jho is unknown to them, as much as it is for the other predators untouched by the metaphorisis. But, as they would soon discover, trying to swarm a oody Jho who likely lost her chance at getting a particular in a place where males are a rare thing, especially after leaving a group to unconscious allos, wasn't the best idea they could have. Even without knowledge of what a Jho is, well, the deadly aura she was emmiting toward the screaming raptor should have been a red flag in their minds.''

''Seeing her punching it at the throat all the way through a tree, should have set an instinctual alert in their heads. But, in their starvation, they decided the need to feed overwhelmed the instinc of self-preservation. Once again, a mistake.''

''One by one, the raptors start attacking, seeking a good bite out of the Jho. The only thing meeting them on the other side, was a scaly punche square in the jaws, temporary disabling them as the nerves priocessing the pain input were each time saturated with it. One punch for each, sending scores of beasts flying or diving. She obviously was not in the mood to be attacked, and that is something, considering a Jho was never in the mood for an attack.''

''Mor-so, still hidden to this time, slowly returns to a neutral standing position, watching as the Jho continues to pummel wave after wave of raptors. Even he had to admit, this was quite impressive. Only this kind of one-sided battled is quick to remind him of why he was hiding and running. He would never accept a mindless brute to be close to him, much less one who already left traces of forcing herself on him.''

''So, right as the battle continues, Mor-so slowly but surely starts backstepping, his eyes breaking away from the Jho. The sweat pouring from her forehead in this heated jungle, added by the rythmic acts of combat. Her body, ironed through and through, riddled with scars and healed wounds, yet touched by the metamorphisis of the 'great change'. Any other man would have fallen for this warrior. Mor-so sought more than violence. So, with a diverting glance, he turns and walks away...''

...never to see her again...