Jasmine looked at her target. She'd been trying all night to get it, but some how it kept slipping away at the last minute. Veering of in random
directions, but this time she had it right where she wanted it. "Got you this time." she muttered as she swung at the target.
With a loud clonk, the golf ball proceeded to bounce over the obstacle, on to the green, past the hole and into the rough. Sighing, she slumped her
shoulders and turned to Reeve. "How do you make it look so easy?" she asked.
Reeve had taken her to Para-putt mini golfing for their date, it looked kind of easy, but Jasmine had ended up spending most of the evening digging around
in the bushes, trying to find where she managed to send the ball flying.
Reeve returned from collecting the latest wayward ball. "I think the problem kitty cat is that's you swing the putter to hard, you just need to
scooch it along, not sent it flying." He placed the ball in front of her putter. "Try again, but a bit more gently."
Looking down at the ball, Jasmine carefully pulled back the putter and tapped the ball, then bit back a swear as it stoped after rolling a few inches away.
"I suck at this." She complained.
Reeve grind and gently kicked the ball back to jasmines putter. "What you need is to find a balance, not to hard, not to soft. Let me show you."
Reeve stepped up and gave the ball a tap, sending it rolling all the way to the hole. "See, just need to hit it just right. Wana try again?'
Stepping back up, jasmine placed a ball and tried to relax. "Not to hard, not to soft… okay." She swing at the ball, and watched bounced into a
small water trap. Her ears flattening against her skull in frustration, she went off to collect her ball… again.
"I can't do this, I can't get the swing right." She mumbled, then let out a slight squeak as Reeve stepped behind her and readjusted her
hands on the stick.
"See, you problem is you holding it like you would a club, hoping to move the ball with brute force, what you need is a more gentle touch. Like
so." Holding her hands over hers, he sung the putter and knocked the ball next to his. "See, or do you need another lesson?"
Jasmine blushed a little. "Well, I don't mind the lessons." She mumbled.
"Hee hee, well let me get another ball and…" Reeve trailed off.
"what is it?"
"I thought I saw-" before he finished, Reeve tensed and then wrapped his arms around her and jumped to one side. There was the loud crack of a
high-powered rifle and Jasmine watched as the tree that was behind them splintered.
Reeve rolled off Jasmine and looked around, there was little cover. The safest place to head would be the car park, the hand full of civilians were already
making a mad dash for the exit. One less thing to worry about.
Jasmine looked up and spotted the sniper stepping out of cover, razing his rifle for another shot, there was no mistaking the uniform, Council. She started
getting to her feet, hands fumbling at her pocket for a seed packet when the Marksman fired again. The bullet whizzed pass her ear.
Carp, he's gunning for me. She didn't even bother wondering why, earlier that week she had stoped the council transferring something called
the "shadow seed" into Paragon, apparently it was somehow related to how they made their Warwolves. So this was obviously about revenge.
Luckily, the Marksman was so concentrated on shooting her, he failed to see Reeve get behind him with a putter. Reeve swung the putter down on the goon's
helmet, making a satisfying "clunk" as it hit. Turning around slightly stunned, Reeve grabbed him by the shirt. "I'll show you to shot at my
girl." Reeve growled before slugging him in the jaw, then dropping him like a sack of potatoes.
"You okay Kitty?" he asked running over to her. Jasmine nodded and stood up.
"Yeah, didn't expect that." She muttered as she stood up and brushed her self off. "Maybe we should…" she trailed off the Council
Marksman stood up delivered a kidney punch to Reeve. As Reeve stumbled the Marksman kicked him, sending him sprawling.
The Marksman stepped over Reeve. Jasmine noticed he was starting to twitch, Jasmine started backing away, she'd seen Council solders so that before. The
Marksman let out a brutal roar as his body began to change. Jasmine fell back, her eyes wide with fear as the marksman let out another roar, his body making
painfully noises as it warped and twisted, turning into a creature that caused an almost instinctual reaction of fear. Warwolf
The council Warwolf towered over her, the tatters of his uniform hanging from his massive frame. "You cost me much little cat, so I think it's only
fair I get some form of payback." His voice was distorted by him muzzle. He grabbed Jasmine by the front of her shirt and hauled her off her feet.
"And I think I'm gonna enjoy it, Ja."
Jasmine tried to struggle free, but the wolfs grip was like iron. Jasmine's training told her how to deal with normal attackers, pity nothing in her
training told her what to do when a four hundred pound Warwolf grabbed you.
The wolf leaned closer, its breath reeking of rotten meat. "I think I shall enjoy striping the flesh from you bones little Cat, been a while since
I've eaten one of "your" kind."
Jasmine scrabbled at his arm before an idea hit her, closing her eye's she concentrated and shifted to her plant hybrid mode, they was a bit of pain and
the sound of elastic snapping as she realised she forgot to wear stretchy underwear, but the end result meant she now weighed enough to throw the wolf off
balance.
As he tried to get a better hold of her, she kicked as hard as she could, aiming between the wolf's legs. The beasts eyes crossed as it let out a slight
whimper and dropped her into one of the courses water traps. It staggered back a few steps before recovering and giving Jasmine a look of pure hate.
Before it could make its next move, Reeve body slammed it from behind, pining one of its arms. "I though I got it through you thick skull last time
Fido, leave her alone." Reeve growled as he tried to tip the Wolf over.
Jasmine watched as the wolf reached over its shoulder and dug its claws into Reeves back. There was the horrid sound of flesh tearing as Reeve's grip
started to loosen.
Jumping out of the water trap she pulled a bag of seeds from her pocket with one hand while sending a blast of healing flame at Reeve with the other.
The Wolf tried to step forward towards her, but Reeve wasn't going to let it. "Reeve! Dodge!" she yelled as she lobbed the seed packet at the
wolf. Reeve jumped to one side as the packet exploded midair, covering the wolf and the ground around it.
Before the wolf could figure out what was going on, the ground beneath him exploded as thorn covered vines lash up and the beast, binding its legs. As the
wolf tried to break free, the thorns dug deeper into its legs, causing it to yelp in pain.
As the wolf tried to pull it's self free, Reeve stood up and cracked his knuckles. "Nighty night Fido." He muttered as he slugged the wolf
repetitively in the head till it eventually got the idea and fell over.
After making sure it was staying down, he turned to check on jasmine only to get plenty mooshed as she hugged him. "Are you okay Reeve?" she
asked. He felt a slight tingle along his back as she also sent a another wave of healing flam along it
Reeve moved so he could see her better. "Well I am now kitty cat." As he looked back down, he became aware of several facts, one, she was in her
big green mode, two, she was wearing a wet white shirt and three, when she shifted to big green, her bra didn't. Meaning he was getting quite a eyeful
"Wowza."
Jasmine looked down and saw what he was staring at. "Reeve!" she squealed, letting him go and crossing her arms over herself. "Man this is
embarrassing." She mumbled as a blush worked its way across her face.
Reeve chuckled as he rummaged in his pocket and produced a Zig teleported beacon. Kneeling next to the wolf, he tagged and activated it, stepping back as
there was a flash and the wolf was off. "So kitty cat, guess the dates over for tonight, shame Fido went and ruined it."
"Yeah… Um… it's still kind of early… want to do something else?" she nervously asked.
Reeve grinned. "Sure kitten, but I think we need a change of cloths first, don't you?"
She blushed again, looking at her sopping wet shirt. "Um… sure." Taking a deep breath she asked. "How about we go to my place and watch a
movie… or … something…" she trailed off, cursing her self under her breath. Man, that just sounded like a wanted in his pants.
Reeve smiled slightly. "Just movies?" he asked.
"Um… yeah... you don't have to if you don't want to." Jasmine blabbered.
Again, Reeve smiled at her, not his usual cheese one, but a rather nice friendly one. "Kitten, it would be my pleasure." He offered his arm to
her. "Now what sort of movie did you have in mind?"
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yay, more story, if this one reads a bit off, it's because i suck at writing combat sceens.
might have aanother one or to of thies left
directions, but this time she had it right where she wanted it. "Got you this time." she muttered as she swung at the target.
With a loud clonk, the golf ball proceeded to bounce over the obstacle, on to the green, past the hole and into the rough. Sighing, she slumped her
shoulders and turned to Reeve. "How do you make it look so easy?" she asked.
Reeve had taken her to Para-putt mini golfing for their date, it looked kind of easy, but Jasmine had ended up spending most of the evening digging around
in the bushes, trying to find where she managed to send the ball flying.
Reeve returned from collecting the latest wayward ball. "I think the problem kitty cat is that's you swing the putter to hard, you just need to
scooch it along, not sent it flying." He placed the ball in front of her putter. "Try again, but a bit more gently."
Looking down at the ball, Jasmine carefully pulled back the putter and tapped the ball, then bit back a swear as it stoped after rolling a few inches away.
"I suck at this." She complained.
Reeve grind and gently kicked the ball back to jasmines putter. "What you need is to find a balance, not to hard, not to soft. Let me show you."
Reeve stepped up and gave the ball a tap, sending it rolling all the way to the hole. "See, just need to hit it just right. Wana try again?'
Stepping back up, jasmine placed a ball and tried to relax. "Not to hard, not to soft… okay." She swing at the ball, and watched bounced into a
small water trap. Her ears flattening against her skull in frustration, she went off to collect her ball… again.
"I can't do this, I can't get the swing right." She mumbled, then let out a slight squeak as Reeve stepped behind her and readjusted her
hands on the stick.
"See, you problem is you holding it like you would a club, hoping to move the ball with brute force, what you need is a more gentle touch. Like
so." Holding her hands over hers, he sung the putter and knocked the ball next to his. "See, or do you need another lesson?"
Jasmine blushed a little. "Well, I don't mind the lessons." She mumbled.
"Hee hee, well let me get another ball and…" Reeve trailed off.
"what is it?"
"I thought I saw-" before he finished, Reeve tensed and then wrapped his arms around her and jumped to one side. There was the loud crack of a
high-powered rifle and Jasmine watched as the tree that was behind them splintered.
Reeve rolled off Jasmine and looked around, there was little cover. The safest place to head would be the car park, the hand full of civilians were already
making a mad dash for the exit. One less thing to worry about.
Jasmine looked up and spotted the sniper stepping out of cover, razing his rifle for another shot, there was no mistaking the uniform, Council. She started
getting to her feet, hands fumbling at her pocket for a seed packet when the Marksman fired again. The bullet whizzed pass her ear.
Carp, he's gunning for me. She didn't even bother wondering why, earlier that week she had stoped the council transferring something called
the "shadow seed" into Paragon, apparently it was somehow related to how they made their Warwolves. So this was obviously about revenge.
Luckily, the Marksman was so concentrated on shooting her, he failed to see Reeve get behind him with a putter. Reeve swung the putter down on the goon's
helmet, making a satisfying "clunk" as it hit. Turning around slightly stunned, Reeve grabbed him by the shirt. "I'll show you to shot at my
girl." Reeve growled before slugging him in the jaw, then dropping him like a sack of potatoes.
"You okay Kitty?" he asked running over to her. Jasmine nodded and stood up.
"Yeah, didn't expect that." She muttered as she stood up and brushed her self off. "Maybe we should…" she trailed off the Council
Marksman stood up delivered a kidney punch to Reeve. As Reeve stumbled the Marksman kicked him, sending him sprawling.
The Marksman stepped over Reeve. Jasmine noticed he was starting to twitch, Jasmine started backing away, she'd seen Council solders so that before. The
Marksman let out a brutal roar as his body began to change. Jasmine fell back, her eyes wide with fear as the marksman let out another roar, his body making
painfully noises as it warped and twisted, turning into a creature that caused an almost instinctual reaction of fear. Warwolf
The council Warwolf towered over her, the tatters of his uniform hanging from his massive frame. "You cost me much little cat, so I think it's only
fair I get some form of payback." His voice was distorted by him muzzle. He grabbed Jasmine by the front of her shirt and hauled her off her feet.
"And I think I'm gonna enjoy it, Ja."
Jasmine tried to struggle free, but the wolfs grip was like iron. Jasmine's training told her how to deal with normal attackers, pity nothing in her
training told her what to do when a four hundred pound Warwolf grabbed you.
The wolf leaned closer, its breath reeking of rotten meat. "I think I shall enjoy striping the flesh from you bones little Cat, been a while since
I've eaten one of "your" kind."
Jasmine scrabbled at his arm before an idea hit her, closing her eye's she concentrated and shifted to her plant hybrid mode, they was a bit of pain and
the sound of elastic snapping as she realised she forgot to wear stretchy underwear, but the end result meant she now weighed enough to throw the wolf off
balance.
As he tried to get a better hold of her, she kicked as hard as she could, aiming between the wolf's legs. The beasts eyes crossed as it let out a slight
whimper and dropped her into one of the courses water traps. It staggered back a few steps before recovering and giving Jasmine a look of pure hate.
Before it could make its next move, Reeve body slammed it from behind, pining one of its arms. "I though I got it through you thick skull last time
Fido, leave her alone." Reeve growled as he tried to tip the Wolf over.
Jasmine watched as the wolf reached over its shoulder and dug its claws into Reeves back. There was the horrid sound of flesh tearing as Reeve's grip
started to loosen.
Jumping out of the water trap she pulled a bag of seeds from her pocket with one hand while sending a blast of healing flame at Reeve with the other.
The Wolf tried to step forward towards her, but Reeve wasn't going to let it. "Reeve! Dodge!" she yelled as she lobbed the seed packet at the
wolf. Reeve jumped to one side as the packet exploded midair, covering the wolf and the ground around it.
Before the wolf could figure out what was going on, the ground beneath him exploded as thorn covered vines lash up and the beast, binding its legs. As the
wolf tried to break free, the thorns dug deeper into its legs, causing it to yelp in pain.
As the wolf tried to pull it's self free, Reeve stood up and cracked his knuckles. "Nighty night Fido." He muttered as he slugged the wolf
repetitively in the head till it eventually got the idea and fell over.
After making sure it was staying down, he turned to check on jasmine only to get plenty mooshed as she hugged him. "Are you okay Reeve?" she
asked. He felt a slight tingle along his back as she also sent a another wave of healing flam along it
Reeve moved so he could see her better. "Well I am now kitty cat." As he looked back down, he became aware of several facts, one, she was in her
big green mode, two, she was wearing a wet white shirt and three, when she shifted to big green, her bra didn't. Meaning he was getting quite a eyeful
"Wowza."
Jasmine looked down and saw what he was staring at. "Reeve!" she squealed, letting him go and crossing her arms over herself. "Man this is
embarrassing." She mumbled as a blush worked its way across her face.
Reeve chuckled as he rummaged in his pocket and produced a Zig teleported beacon. Kneeling next to the wolf, he tagged and activated it, stepping back as
there was a flash and the wolf was off. "So kitty cat, guess the dates over for tonight, shame Fido went and ruined it."
"Yeah… Um… it's still kind of early… want to do something else?" she nervously asked.
Reeve grinned. "Sure kitten, but I think we need a change of cloths first, don't you?"
She blushed again, looking at her sopping wet shirt. "Um… sure." Taking a deep breath she asked. "How about we go to my place and watch a
movie… or … something…" she trailed off, cursing her self under her breath. Man, that just sounded like a wanted in his pants.
Reeve smiled slightly. "Just movies?" he asked.
"Um… yeah... you don't have to if you don't want to." Jasmine blabbered.
Again, Reeve smiled at her, not his usual cheese one, but a rather nice friendly one. "Kitten, it would be my pleasure." He offered his arm to
her. "Now what sort of movie did you have in mind?"
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yay, more story, if this one reads a bit off, it's because i suck at writing combat sceens.
might have aanother one or to of thies left