| Unconscious, naturally. The bandit would be unlikely to voluntarily
go if he knew what fate was in store for him. A portion of Astra's blood
(taken from her whilst she was unconscious during her initial examination
during her capture) is introduced into his body. And so they wait. No regrets
are given for what they are doing here. No questions of morality are raised.
Lester, in the demifoxes' eyes, is nothing but scum and unworthy of such.
At least this way, something good can come from this otherwise waste of
flesh. A few hours pass and......nothing.
"Well, that seems to answer that," Elder Ringroot sighs, truly relieved
to see that the fears of lycanthropy are proven false. " Well, after a
few more days of observation just to be on the safe side, combined with
magical examinations...."
Whatever the demifox was going to say next is lost in a whirlwind of
chaos and confusion.
A guard rushes in, reporting that several strange humans (or...something
that LOOKED human) with silver eyes stormed in out of nowhere, magically
overpowered the guards AND magically swept away the surprised demifoxes
Fred and Astra! Off to parts unknown!
Search parties are sent out in a desperate attempt to locate and capture
the fugitives, but it proves futile. They aren't around. However, during
the chaos and confusion.....on groggy bandit awakens with a strange taste
in his mouth...and figures now is the time to beat it.
A few days later he is disturbed to find increasing....changes in himself.....but
is too much of the survivor to do himself in once the final transformation
takes place. See, the problem with Fred was that *his* transformation was
swift due to the rather unstable condition his Matrix was in when he met
Astra on that one night encounter.
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 Needless
to say, the former bandit soon....encounters and spreads the curse to others.....but
that's a different tail....er.....tale.
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