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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jul 25, 2005 3:39:29 GMT
Breathe... Just breathe...
Unlike the tall male that the Lycan had her arms enveloped around, she was still locked in the bewitching feelings that roved through her blood, through her body. It had been so long since such a passionate kiss had confined Sealla to just instinctal movements and no thoughts. Not since Xavier, and even at that specific event, the once raven-haired inamorata could no longer remember the blissful state.
As her breathing lethargically slowed and took in the evening air, one would have expected her to have come back to reality. No; Sealla's arms stayed gently around the man's shoulders, letting her hot breath billow down over his form. Resting her forehead against his, she curtained her eyes to focus on her breathing, mouth opened to help.
From behind him came her right hand, and with her index finger bent into a circle, she tilted his chin towards hers, once again sealing their lips together with sincere allurement. Perpetual moments later, it was broken, the fuse between the Lycan and human. Returning her forehead to his, the woman replied in a whisper "Because."
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Jul 25, 2005 22:28:09 GMT
Because wasn't the answer that any scientist would accept; there was room for error and Richard desired to know why. The woman seemed more intent on the romantic aspects of life, and Richard was content to comply, but his logical mind set wanted reasons.
Before this moment; Richard Rutherford's life had revolved around fact and knowledge. He needed proof before he could decide on anything. But this woman had changed many things about his persona. His mind reeled in thought and danced about with ethereal pleasure. As the woman kissed him one more time; Richard waited for her to gently pry herself away from him before saying,
"This is most illogical"
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Post by Xavier on Jul 27, 2005 6:04:57 GMT
OOC: Forgive my intrusion, Sealla.
IC:
Illogical was right.
A shadowed form observed the scene from half a kilometer away. His hightened senses allowed him to see what the two forms were experiencing. The man, clad in a matte black sleeveless tunic, loose pants, leather boots and a flowing cape, observed with a certain hint of jealousy.
And he had thought that Sealla was incapable of passion, at least in his sense of the word. The man scoffed and leapt into the trees, settling on a branch fifty feet up. This was going to get more interesting...much more interesting. But what was going to happen next?, he wondered.
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Sealla (Retired)
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jul 28, 2005 3:27:18 GMT
A hint of danger flashed behind her brightly lit eyes, just like it had only done once before during that night. But it was not aimed at the man Sealla was so intently sharing passion with. Tightening her face into a deep snarl that looked like it was directed straight at the male within her arms, the woman let out a hiss of warning.
There was no reason why his presence shouldn't have been revealed. Spinning on the ball of her left foot once her arms were withdrawn from him, Sealla let out a shreik like the dying, angry cry of a lioness at the top of her lungs. Lifting her arms above her head like she was trying to grasp two doorhandles in the sky, she pulled them back down with sincere force at the silenting note of her scream of anger.
"CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?" was the yelling voice of Sealla directed around the forest. No doubt this had frightened the man behind her, considering he had no idea what she was.
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Post by Xavier on Jul 28, 2005 3:38:07 GMT
Xavier jumped at Sealla's scream.
So that's how it is, then, he thought to himself.
"All right, Sealla. I'll leave you to your little fun. I guess you've moved on to a new man...one whose heart you'll surely break as well. We'll meet again, but not too soon."
Xavier tightened his midnight cloak around him and turned on his heel, walking silently back towards his home.
Goodbye...
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Post by Kage on Jul 28, 2005 14:11:44 GMT
"So thats how it is then."
The calm, even tone echoed Xavier's mental one perfectly, but the voice held a greater degree of..... finality.
From behind the very tree that they had been making out against, Kage moved like a ghost, his booted feet making no sound as they moved across the open ground. He was shrouded in his usual black attire, complete with trenchcoat, but his face seemed more....drawn. Wearied. Haggard.
He raised a brow as he looked at the man in Sealla's arms, "Smooth talkers..." He said with a theatrical roll of his ebony orbs.
"Just so you know.... we're going to rebuild. We're gonna remake the Tunnel Clan, go 'recruiting' if you will." As if that was his piece, Kage turned, as if to leave, then whirled, his leather booted foot coming across high.
It hit Richard in the cheekbone, causing the bone to shatter with a wet snap! and smashing his head back against the tree, darkening the bark with his blood. "That's for Xavier."
Without pause, he used his blow against Richard to rebound his kick into Sealla's face, this time hitting her in the nose and snapping it sideways, blood gushing hotly from her nostrils. The force, combined with Kage's leverage, knocked her back from Richard and as Kage tugged his leg backwards, turned her towards him. "That's for Amelia."
And with more power than Kage seemed to be able to draw upon, he kicked her hard in the sternum, sending her flying. "And that's for me."
He turned away again, "Whatever friend I had in Sealla..... died with her. I- WE, are through killing ourselves over you. You may walk like her, talk like her, have the memories. But as far as I am concerned...."
He looked from Richard to Sealla, making no effort to disguise his disdain, "You're nothing but a cheap imitation."
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Post by Xavier on Jul 28, 2005 15:06:32 GMT
OOC: KICKASS! wOOt! Nice post, Kage. Didn't expect to see that one coming.
Heh...sorry Sealla, but it was pretty good.
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Jul 28, 2005 16:43:35 GMT
ooc: a good post, Kage.
Richard's head snapped back from the force of the kick and fell about 4 feet away from the tree. Lights seemed to be everywhere; his vision was obscured combination of the lights and coming darkness. As he lay there in pain, he tasted the vile and coppery taste of blood trickling down his throat. He felt his face where the foot connected with it; it was a soft, tender mass; the bone had been broken.
Unable to talk at all, Richard justed stared up into the canopy; his mind wondering way this had happened. He had taken a worse blow than this before, but maybe because it followed such a pleasurable moment; it hurt worse.
He heard an angry voice shouting at someone and heard the sound of something else being hit. The angry voice continued to fill his thoughts, but there was something else in the voice; perhaps traces of pain and regret? However, it didn't matter who struck him; Richard had to stay awake no matter how much he wanted to give into the pain.
The forest at night was quite the dangerous place, and only a fool would stay there; Richard was no fool, but its seems that the folly of his work had gotten the best of him.
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Anactoria
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Post by Anactoria on Jul 28, 2005 17:42:53 GMT
"Oh my..." A voice called down from high amongst the trees. "Why can't you lycans simply all get along?" There was a hint of a snicker in her voice as she spoke, her brown eyes calmly looking down on the scene set out before her. Once again, she had been sleeping in a tree under which a few creatures decided to have a dispute. Why was her luck just that bad?
She stifled a yawn as she dropped down from her perch, landing directly beside the injured human. Obviously he had picked the wrong lycan woman to enchant, considering the reaction of the two lycan males. But why should she dabble in the affairs of such things? It really wasn't any of her buisness; but it still managed to somehow intrigue her. Why were the lives of these creatures so sickeningly twisted? That was one thing she would probably never understand.
"I don't find it to be a very noble thing to attack a woman, lycan..." She growled towards the male who had just dealt blows to the lycaness and the man she had previously been having relations with. "Might I remind you that this is not your home, it is mine. And I think that if you have any common sense at all, you'll leave. Now."
She was fully prepared to force the pair of males out, though she didn't feel like messing with the human. If the lycan woman wanted him to be here (which it was quite obvious that she did) then that was one thing the nymph was most certainly not going to mess with.
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jul 29, 2005 9:28:51 GMT
(Ooc: I'm not even going to bother...)
Though her first response was to retort and convince the green-haired Lycan otherwise, it was abruptly knocked out of her following a swift kick straight at the bearded man, blood streaming down her face as she was slammed into a tree, slumping down onto her feet. But there was no point in replying to the arrogance of Kage, because nothing would convince him otherwise of his thoughts unless it was Xavier himself.
Slowly regaining composure, she glanced over at the attacked man, whom was also slumped on the ground, drifting in and out of consciousness as she wiped her nose in subconscious attempt to cease the bleeding. Why did either of them keep floating back into the forest? Quite obviously if Sealla had wanted to see them, she'd have saught them out, away from the trees of Chailyn's territory. She once thought them to be slightly as smart to do the same, but that was quenched soon enough.
Letting a snarl break through, the woman strode over to the black-haired, tousled man, and instead of attacking him viciously, forced her open hand against his cheek, slapping him hard, followed by a deep flinch on her part from her broken ribs. Not a Sealla thing to do, but it was more the feeling behind the attack than the attack itself. "How DARE you come into territory you're not welcome in and strike me! At least Xavier had the brains to watch and leave!" she shreiked through wheezing breaths, not letting her gaze faulter, their noses almost touching.
But it did faulter, letting the woman cast a glance towards the Nymph who was so graciously defending the woman, though not saying anything of it. The look was a thankful one, appreciative in the defence of not only herself, but the forest. It was plainly obvious, whether or not she had tapped into her thoughts, that the Nymph, Ana, was going to make them leave, should they stay put.
(Ooc: f***ing horrible post, but that's what you get with anger.)
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Post by Nefastus Eurus Caelestise on Jul 29, 2005 10:08:52 GMT
Not a very pleasant day.
"Oh, good for you," the sound of clapping echoed through the depths of the forest, red eyes fixed on Kage's form. "You came into the lady's home, brutalized her and her guest being a guest yourself, and expect to leave it at that?" A metal tool kit dropped to the floor underneath the tree he was sitting in, the only difference last time he used it; there was a smile on his face. That smile was long gone by now.
When Richard had entered the forest, Eurus grinned, almost dropping down to meet this forest guest. But instead, Sealla had come in to greet the visitor, so he just stayed in the shadows and watched. Though just a human, he found that the two were almost sweet, and was planning on leaving the two alone. That is, until he noticed Xavier. Sealla wasn't pleased to find Xavier, either, it seemed.
But when Kage entered the scene and attacked the two, Eurus had almost become enraged. Just like any other mindless idiot that had wandered into their forest to attack or explore, Kage had come with the intent of harming a lycan-ness he had come to enjoy the company of, and this wouldn't do. Had it been anyone else, he would've probably sat by to watch the victim deal with the mess themselves. But two tunnel lycans walking into the forest, harming a forest lycan and her 'friend', then expecting to leave just wouldn't do at all.
Dropping to the forest floor gracefully, the red-haired demon watched Sealla slap the intruder, screaming in his face. He glanced down at the rather brutalized human, for humans were normally weak so they never withstanded much injury. Grabbing the tool kit, her put a gentle hand on Sealla's shoulder, placing a tender kiss on the lycan-ness's nose. "Excuse us for a moment, kind lady," the broken nose Sealla had obtained from the blow corrected itself, ceasing the flow of blood down her face.
The tool kit came up and slammed into Kage's jaw, knocking the lycan to the forest floor and dislocating it. "Now, this is lesson number one," pulling a bladed glove from his kit proved that the demon didn't want the idiot's filthy blood staining his nails as he dragged the blades across the flesh on the asshole's cheekbone. "Our forest, our toys, our rules. You don't come waltzing into our forest and attack our toys and us, filth, and expect to get away with it. It's unacceptable, rude, and we just can't have it."
His heeled boot drove into Kage's gut, probably causing internal bleeding from the blow. Eurus crouched down, one knee in the dirt, the other had him leaning on it as it pressed harder into the lycan's gut. "So, here's what I'm going to do with you," he moved his fingers about in the bladed glove, almost teasingly. "The lady doesn't want you to see her anymore," the blades scratched the eyelids on Kage's face, drawing blood from the wounds. "So I'll cut out your eyes."
Slice. A sickeningly grotesque sound echoed through the silence of the forest as the demon performed the grim task in seconds, a snap of the fingers and it was all over. The last image Kage saw, a golden-eyes demon glaring down at him, a smile painted on his face. "What did we learn? Next time you come into this forest, you won't be leaving here with your legs for trespassing here, I'll rip them off slowly and painfully, then send them to the tunnels to prove what happens when you f*** around in our home."
Eurus stood, spitting on Kage's form after giving him a boot to the ribs that sounded with a solitary satisfying crack. "Sealla," his voice was a questioning one as he walked over to the lycan-ness, wiping the blood from her nose. "You allright? I didn't see where he kicked you, did he break anything?" That's right, his gaze drifted to the poor human sprawled out on the earth's surface, making a face. "I think you should clean him up a bit, there's a safe river near here if you want to get cleaned up."
OOC: And Kage, I'm serious. f*** around in the forest again and I'll not only remove your legs, but I'll feed them to you. G'day you asshole.
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Post by Anactoria on Jul 29, 2005 11:09:55 GMT
Again, the boldness of the lycan male was daunting to her. She had just been musing upon exactly what she was going to do about it when Eurus showed on the scene, something she hadn't expected to happen. But then again, the demon had every right to hurt/remove the lycans as well. A sinister smile spread over her face as Eurus drove his boot into the male lycan's stomach, a punishment that not even she could have thought of.
She almost considered introducing herself to the quite well known Eurus, whom she knew but most likely didn't know her. Figuring it wasn't the time, she decided to stay silent and say nothing- the demon had covered everything that needed to be said and done towards the intruders. Instead, she turned her attention to Sealla as well.
"I'm quite sorry I couldn't prevent that.... intrusion." She said, a dip of her head indicating some respect for the female lycan. "I was unsure if the two males were guests of yours, and hence I hesitiated to attack them before. Are you going to be okay?"
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Jul 29, 2005 11:37:22 GMT
These were the up sides of dwelling with other such creatures as sadistic as herself. Defence if needed, help if needed. The woman could see such a violent act arising soon enough, and though there was a slight tug within her to stop it, she did nothing of the sort, much more content on watching the ordeal that Kage had to survive. Never to see his daughters again or Xavier. Never to see her. A smile wrought itself across her lips as he healed her nose with a significant, cute kiss.
But now wasn't the time to dwell. Wrapping one arm over her chest where her breasts were and covering the lower half of her rib cage with her other arm - and surpressing a flinch or more -, the woman glanced behind her, concern within her eyes as they fell upon the unmoving human. But her glance was torn back with the sincere worry-filled questions from both Ana and Eurus. First it was the Demon, "He's broken a few ribs," came her wheezing reply. It wouldn't have surprised her if a lung of hers was punctured. She nodded with a weak smile at the comment of the stream.
In return, Sealla dipped her throbbing head towards Anactoria, the resident Nymph, showing mutual respect. "It's quite alright," though she didn't reply to being okay. Sure, Sealla would live, but no doubt there would be a permenant wound there internally. "Thank you both, I am eternally in your debt." Stepping lightly, flinching slightly from moving, the woman lowered herself to kiss Eurus on his sweat-beaded forehead, and then did the same for Ana, loving thanks shown.
Fearing the worst, and letting out a few groans and gasps from the broken ribs, Sealla hurried to the bearded man's side, and weakly lifted him over her shoulder, only to collapse onto her knees. If she hadn't dropped her form to the floor, surely causing more damage, the human would have smacked his head onto the root she landed on. He was sprawled over her, and gently she rolled him off her.
"Seems he's done more than I thought," she muttered with a smirk, but this was reffering to both herself and the human.
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Jul 29, 2005 11:55:43 GMT
The crimson blood continued to flow from Richard's mouth as the tempest of voices swirled about him. The pain flooded his mind; numbing his thoughts into silence and only the sounds of muted voices could be heard. The rolling crescendo of anger, pain, and rage; the mournful melody of the victim. Thus the voices seemed to him a symphony of sound, incoherent yet beautiful in an uncommon way. However like all great pieces; it must come to an end.
With the soft sound of flesh being cut, Richard was hurled into the world of the consciousness and pain exploded through him again once more. The harder he held onto his cheek; the more it hurt him. The fragments of the once whole bone slide deeper beneath his skin when he touched it. He felt his body being raised by someone, and weakly opened his blue eyes. It was the lady who he was with before; she was trying to raise him, but she was in great pain. However, as soon as he rose; he fall onto her and he thought something broken in the fair lady.
As he was rolled off of the lady, Richard weakly addressed the Demon, "Kind sir, thank you. And you too, young lady" as he spoke to the nymph. But his intentions were solely on the lady. Swallowing down more blood, Richard asked, "Are you alright, mistress of the wood?" For no matter what happen to his body, it felt like hers remained aloof of his and that he felt the need to protect it; as odd as it may sound.
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Post by Nefastus Eurus Caelestise on Jul 29, 2005 12:36:27 GMT
Eurus put a hand to his forehead as he watched Sealla struggle to carry Richard with her, falling down. He had to grip his own side when she collapsed, gritting his teeth and parting his lips slightly. "Oh God you're making my sides hurt," he said as he approached the two, lifting Richard up and placing him down to his side with little effort, even though the bearded man was much bigger than him. Making sure the guy didn't bounce his head off of anything, he turned to lift Sealla up carefully, making sure he didn't touch the area which Kage had broken.
"You can't be able to move around while your ribs are broken, silly lycan," Placing a hand on Sealla's ribs, there was a grimmace on his face as a crunch noise came from his own as hers knitted back together painlessly. The lycan-ness had suffered enough pain for the evening, so what's a couple of broken ribs on his part? They'd heal soon enough. With a smile, he tossed the strands of red hair from his eyes and looked back to his kit. "One second I need to get something," he said as he walked back over to where Kage was, acting perfectly fine.
Sliding his shoe under the thing, Eurus gave it a kick upwards and sent it into the air for him to grab, pausing for a few minutes to stare at Kage. "Well, hopefully you know which direction to get out of here," he turned to face east, taking a step over Kage's body and putting his heel down on the lycan's ribs. "The exit's that way," on the that, he ground his heel into Kage's left ribs, making sure that it punctured a lung and the message would stick like glue. With that, he trotted over to the other two and smiled.
"Now to get you two over to clean you up," Euru lifted Sealla up, shaking his head and ignoring the ache of his ribs. Slinging Richard over his shoulder was an ordeal, though, because he had to bend over to reach the guy and drape him over the side which currently was wounded, but they didn't know that and he wanted to keep it that way.
The walk to the river seemed longer than he expected, Eurus made sure that the Nymph knew she could follow as well as he stopped, testing the bank with his boot. The first one down, and with a look of relief no doubt, was Richard onto the soft ground. He dropped him a little too hard he tought, but he was more concerned about the weight of the bearded man and his now really sore rib cage. "Well, it's not the best place, but whatever," came his reply as he placed Sealla carefully on the ground beside Richard.
"I think he'll need some alcohol for the killer headache he's gonna get from that."
OOC: God damn effin' keyboard gone French *deth*
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