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« on: July 25, 2019, 02:21:54 am »
The sudden sparks caused Rosie to quickly back off, her eyes met with the relief of Veira erupting into a storm of coughs for air. The warrior stands by as her friend struggles for breath, already feeling the faint aura signature within her slowly starting to rise. That was too close! Veira may have been in bad shape at the moment but at least she was still alive, thanks to the echidna's quick thinking in the face of crisis. Carefully crawling over to Veira's side, Rosie was able to see the downed fighter open her eyes...only to collapse back down in sheer fatigue. Rosie would've panicked, if she didn't still feel her aura still radiating within her.
"Phew... Thank goodness," Rosie sighs in relief upon confirming the huntress was merely exhausted. However, she knew that it probably wasn't wise to keep the wolf out here, with her condition the way it was. Thankfully enough, the echidna had a plan. She scoots a bit closer to her body and places her right hand on her abdomen. "Hold on just a bit longer. I'm going to get you somewhere you can rest."
Closing her eyes, Rosie would draw on a technique she had not used during the fight: a Ninjustu Warping technique. A thick cloud of smoke would soon swamp over the two warriors, cloaking them from view for a few seconds before eventually clearing out. Once the smoke clears, both females would be gone, out of sight...
A few hours would pass since the battle had unfolded in the jungle and the sun was just barely set beyond the west horizon, leaving the mere radiance of an orange, evening sky. However, if Veira had chosen this precise moment to rise out of her fatigued state, she would soon find that she was no longer outside. The wolf would be laid out on a soft, blue couch with a wet, green fabric on her forehead, surrounded by an enclosed room with paved, adobe walls and a brown stone floor, smooth in texture. While she was asleep, Rosie had taken her former opponent into an underground dwelling called a dugout, which stood several feet below the surface of the jungle. Though there was no sign of sunlight anywhere, the place was actually well ventilated and lit by warm, yellow ceiling lights. The very atmosphere of the room would feel soothing, in fact it was oddly like a modern home. Just not with very much in terms of decor.
To the far east side of the rectangular space were two separate hallways that were set on opposite walls from each other. On the south wall was an opening to a stairwall that led back to the surface and a pair of light switches next to it. One controlled the lights in the room and one activated the hallway lights for the stairwell so people can safely traverse through it without tripping on an invisible step. To the north was the entryway into a kitchen, where the sounds of water running and plates moving around could currently be heard. On the west section of the room was a pair of sliding doors that led to a room that was currently closed off and to the north of that was a separate hallway that led to two separate bedrooms and a bathroom. On to decor and furniture, a small, wooden table was laid out in front of the couch and black 'A' frame television stand against the south wall, the appliances on it sharing the same shade of black. For an underground shelter, it seemed well souped-up with a black flat-screen television and a DVR console, on the lower shelf, that connected the screen to cable access. On the east wall was a wooden bookshelf equipped with a few different kinds of books of various sizes and colors, with a blue duffel bag with white stripes resting right next to it.. Finally, on the north wall behind the couch were three picture frames, holding their own different photos. Closer inspection would reveal that Rosie was in each one as they were different events that happened in her past, shared with two other Mobians. The one on the left had the echidna pinning down a purple dragon with big, bat-like ears and green eyes, both sharing a cheerful glance as they seemed to wrestling. To the right was Rosie, in a blue dougi in contrast to the dobok she wore earlier, raising an upper arm block against a side kick from a younger squirrel girl with magenta eyes and her hair in pigtails. In between them was a photo that featured all three Mobians together in a group photo with Rosie happily wrapping her arms around the shoulders of her two friends on either side of her. Every element of the room made the whole dugout look more and more like someone's home.
Veira would be the only one present in the room for now, yet there were still occasional noises coming from the kitchen, as well as a separate white light that shined from the inside.