Monsters and Hunters

"Yeah, just a useless, empty oil drum that hasn't done a damn thing right so far."

"gEEEUGHHHHU!" *Wilson's gone Burnt, most of the tar shooting right up around his head, spraying all over* *ugh, why'd this have to happen in the food area?*

Kadmoss was up, dispite his wounds and held a knife to wilsons throat.

*Wilson's throat is currently heavily protected by a very thick flowing stream of Tar with questionable temporary sentience* *knifes will find it very hard to get close*
*your actions have startled the Burnt further, and the Tar is spreading to its arms*

Emerging from the stairway she enters the room hesitantly. She lifts up her hood and keeps her head down. Her eyes are pure yellow she was embarrassed and at the same time terrified. She walked into the room and searched for some doors that lead to a few empty rooms she could stash her stuff in and relax at. She slowly and shakily started walking into the room gripping her bag tightly. She wasn't sure how they would react to her, would they try to kill her? She wasn't prepared to find out right now so she decided to just keep her head down, staring at the floor in front of her. She kept watch of where she was going with her peripheral vision and practically ignored the fight of sorts that was going on in the room. She didn't care who anyone was or if they were human or monster at the moment she simply wanted to get to a free room safely.

Orlando moved quickly, grabbing at Kadmoss' arm to swing it and the knife away from Wilson's neck. "DAMNIT KADMOSS. GET BACK IN YOUR CHAIR." Orlando roared. How had he even snuck a knife out of the storage room? "Do I have to sedate you?! We are a team, and you two morons need to work together." Orlando snarled. He was sick of these idiots.

Casendra heard the word "Team" and that reassured her slightly. She made a gutsy decision for herself to look up at the group her eyes a vibrant light blue with specs of yellow. She was more confident and reassured now than scared. She lowered her hood, but gripped her bag tightly with both hands. She walked up to the group hesitantly glancing to the side of them. She moved her medium length blonde hair out of her face and prepared to speak to them.

"I DID WHAT I WAS TOLD." Kadmoss shouted back, his eyes turning again. "This usless thing was the one that messed everything up."

"GkLUKUBBLUKL!" *The Burnt notices that its in a room full of food and becomes distracted, grabbing for the nearest piece of frozen meat to try and unwrap/cook with a heated tar grip*

"No you don't!" The demon roared leaping for the meat.

*Thief! what did thieves do? thinkthink! ~!~ thats right, they vanish and become replaced by meat*

*The Burnt has turned its full attention against you, trying to grab ahold of you and turn the spouting of its head against you to try and suffocate/cook you in tar*

Kadmoss was wise to this technic,
He rolled out of the way and dodged the attack. He took a running jump at the burnt and sent an overhead kick, aiming his foot to collide with willsons head.

Orlando hated being ignored. He didn't see anyway for himself to intervene in a fight between monsters, at least not with his gear locked up (thanks Alexandra).

Orlando moved towards the guards at the door. They just stood there, not intervening presumably under orders just to let Orlando control his team (thanks Alexandra). They held the big guns in their hands, but that wasn't what he was after. "May I borrow this?" Orlando snapped off the stun gun from one of their belts and turned back to the fighting monsters. "Wilson, no!" He yelled as the Elsen tried to soak the demon in tar. Orlando approached, setting the stun gun to the nearly highest setting. It might severely harm humans, but it would probably be less effective on monsters which is why he cranked up the power. He really needed to convince Alex to let him hold onto some weapons if this was going to be a daily occurrence.

Orlando targeted Kadmoss, getting behind him as the demon was distracted with the tar monster. He shot at him in the back even as Kadmoss tried to attack the Elsen again.

Kadmoss went into a major spasm, he collapsed and started to shake. He lost complete control of his body and started to seizer, his eyes rolled up and his arms and legs frailed.

*a kick to the location where 75% of the Burnt was located probably would have only succeeded in knocking it over and getting yourself entrenched. As is, The Burnt has left the Legs completely alone so far, meaning that they are what you probably should have gone after* *the Burnt has temporarily forgotten what it was doing, and is standing still to try and remember*

"Wilson? Wilson can you hear me?" Orlando asked, stepping between him and the incompacitated Kadmoss. "Wilson, I need you to calm down. Everything is alright now. Please just calm down."

*calm. alright. Wilson. Please. Please is nice...*
*food. friends... the Burnt is starting to calm, the spouting of Tar slowing...*
*it'll be a few more moments before the Burnt has sunk away* "GehUUhLUHH"

"I just need you to relax, okay buddy?" Orlando said soothingly. He turned to Kadmoss, and helped him back into the wheel chair. He pulled our restraints attaching Kadmoss firmly to the chair to prevent him from making matters worse.

*a moment more, and the Burnt goes away* *Wilson is very confused* "Geuh! what happened?"

"You lost control again, Wilson." Orlando said matter of factly. "Unless you can figure out a way to control yourself, we can't have you on this team. Kadmoss is another issue, but your mental health worries me."