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[ghostlighter]

[The Griever suddenly appears on the Plane — but he's not alone. Pinning him to the invisible floor is a humongous, see-through purple and blue dragon (with a golden amulet tied around its neck). Its voice is loud and booming.]

NO HURT.

I-I get it! You can— get off now! [The Griever struggles under the heavy claws for a moment, while the dragon pulls back, intent to breathe fire and end him once and for all.]

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[ghostlighter]

[He barely has time to pull up a glowing, red shield before impact, which saves him from some more grievous wounds, but also sends him crashing, skidding, rolling and tumbling along the ground until he catches his bearings and rights himself. He takes a moment to catch his breath, then charges at the dragon, attempting to dislodge the amulet with a few well placed ectobeams.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[NOT-SO-WELL-PLACED, because one of them glances off the necklace, but the rest hit her neck. The apparent source? Crowley. RAWR.]

NO HURT.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...bloody Hell. The demon vanishes from the spot just in time, reappearing behind the dragon a fraction of a moment later.]

[To Griever:]

Was it really necessary to bring this thing along with you?

[ghostlighter]

[He manages to pull to a stop and back away to a safer distance before the dragon can swat at him or anything. With a glance to Crowley...] She would have destroyed a hell of a lot more if I hadn't.

... You think you could get that amulet off somehow?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Hunts for her targets for a moment--CROWLEY BEHIND HER, RAWR.]

NOO.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley disappears again, and reappears closer to Griever this time]

Not unless you think banishing it to some unknown part of the universe is a good idea.

[ghostlighter]

No! ... I mean, no. I'll get it off myself. [And then he moves in to try and do just that.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She rears back and swats at him.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley stands back and watches again. Looks like the ghost has this well in hand.]

[ghostlighter]

[He rolls out of the way and manages to latch onto the amulet! Then, he starts to pull, hoping to snap the clasp or something.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Howls and attempts to close a fist around him.] NO.

Skipping Crowley 'cause Jamie said so. ♥

[ghostlighter]

[He ducks down, phasing almost all the way into the ground before he moves out of the way and pops back out, grabbing her tail and dragging her up into the sky with him.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[LDKJDF HEY THAT'S RUDE. She tries to twist around to spurt fire at him, but the momentum keeps her head forced down.]

[ghostlighter]

[He stops once he reaches a good height, then abruptly lets go and speeds down to make a grab at the amulet, trying to rip it off.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Success! Only now there is a small, dazed Henrietta falling from the sky. :| ]

[ghostlighter]

[Whom the Griever quickly catches, not having much trouble with the extra weight thanks to ghost-strength. He starts to lower them to the ground slowly.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Meanwhile Crowley had also moved toward Henrietta, black wings unfurling as he jumped into the air, though the combination of not being prepared for the dragon to be HENRIETTA and the increased distance assured that Chris would make it there first.]

[He just holds there in the air for a moment, wings beating the air to keep him aloft, and stares down at Henrietta and Griever.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Caughted. On the Plane. Was falling. Wut?]

[ghostlighter]

[He glances over to Crowley and blinks at the flying. The wings weren't just for show? ... oh well. He looks down to Henrietta.]

You alright?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Still in the air, because he's a little shocked right now]

Would someone mind explaining what just happened?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Umah?]

I... don't know, signore. I don't remember.

[ghostlighter]

Um... That amulet. I think it transformed her. [back to Henri] Really?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[....]

[Crowley drops back to the ground, wings still spread]

Where did the amulet come from?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Um. It was under Chris's bed. Transformed?

[ghostlighter]

[He quirks a brow at Henrietta, hoping she'll realize that CROWLEY DOESN'T KNOW, but then answers.]

You... were a dragon for a little while.