Re: Are the stars right?(Helena/Courage Wolf)
Break damn you! This plan was ill conceived! Helena grunted, pulling on the chain as she continued to try and melt through the thing. There was no fixing the shackles right now, but the chain... god damned chains!
As they snapped, Helena was already in the air, launching herself from the pole with a mad cry of joy, before winging forward to land on the shore in front of the ship, standing in front of the panicking men with her arms crossed, her body fully embracing it's demonic form. Shining bone covered soft and inviting flesh along her thighs, arms, and above her breasts, her hair a shimmering blue, wings extended ominously, and her tail lashing slowly, like a cat having finally cornered a mouse.
Run little men. Run along the ground like vermin... and never know water's embrace again... Run... for the very hounds of hell pursue you... she breathed, laughing low and menacingly, rippling blue fire running along her arms.
*Hows the ship coming along Jasmine?* she asked her sister, her amusement at the entire situation as plain as day.