Thread: AVATAR: An Icy Burn-Out (BennyQ/Sketchyequine)

Rikkar dreamt that he was drowning. It was a struggle to fight to stay above water. All his powers seemed useless. In fact he had none. It was darkness, darkness all around on the horizon and sky and darkness below, in the depths of the infinite water he squirmed in. There was no escape and he could only resist for so long, each moment feeling like his last, in some never-ending struggle. But his limbs grew heavy, his head began to pound, and he found it hard to breathe. He sank, submerged into the darkness, silently screaming as he plunged to the depths of consciousness. Very painful and agonizing consciousness. As his best buddy defended his honour Rikkar jerked awake with a kick and a gasp, squirming against his restraints. Whatthefuckugh He groaned, feeling tremendous ache through his entire body. He barely remembered being struck though it felt as if an entire iceberg had been dropped on him, beaten and molded like cured meat. Spots flashed in his vision and the throbbing was ceaseless. Milo the Turtle-Duck, who had sat in secret beneath his hard exterior shell, squawked in greeting to Rikkars grunting, glaring at Zinni. His beak was ready to clamp on any invasive fingers that wasnt offering him food, for he was starving. He had no grudge with her personally. Had it been Rikkar, he would have done the same to him, biting his fingers. It was how they communicated such things. Milo immediately pounced to nip at Zinnis heel next. Rikkar was still composing himself. He had been in a fightand he was winningand now he was here, tied up andobviously beaten. His eyes rose, his vision still dazzled, as he finally heard the ruckus and saw the firebender in question. He tried to focus on his, his vision blackening and resuming with alarming vividness. Was it night already? Where was everyone else? He saw bodies and gulped hard as he saw the blue of his tribesmen scattered about. The bodies of the fire nation warriors had been removed by their comrades, the enemy dead left to rot. It made the battle look very one-sided and thus hopelessness to Rikkar. He groaned and strained his head back into the trunk of the tree. Why was he still alive then? He immediately began to struggle against his ropes. Milo. He stammered. Milo, comebite these damn ropes off. He said, though he managed to see Milo leap, and miss, at Zinnis ankle. He let out a chuckle that immediately devolved into painful gasping. Any type of shuddering causing his aching ribs and body to light up with pain. Hes trying to tell you to put him in the water, so he could fish. Rikkar gasped, though he doubted the heartless bitch would care. So they left you behind to do the robbing and stealing? How dignified. Seems fitting for a death hound like you. Rikkar sneered, turning his head left to right and back again, taking in his surroundings. It was justdark. And hard to see. Breathing hurt. What the hell had hit him? Why arent I dead like the others? Feeling lonely? Rikkar noted, hanging his head and simply shutting his eyes, vision flooded with spots in the darkness, trying to control the aching pain that throbbed mercilessly in his body. He could barely move his arms to struggle against his bindings.