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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 27, 2008 12:28:43 GMT -5
"It's really no big deal- I've seen, and probably done worse in my lifetime... anyone who's mortified by something like that is either inexperienced or ignorant." Eithne shrugged, her tone so nonchalant that it was almost terrifying how she could speak so loosely about the misfortunes of the things that followed with things like vampirism and lycanism- how could she be so fine with the tragedies of a life like that? Well, she was Eithne.
"Thank you for the forewarning, though I'm sure I could likely handle it- even protect the pup." Eithne spoke to the bestial side of Anubis, and obviously refferring to Anubis as 'the pup' because as far as vampires and lycans go, Anubis was actually really young despite the fact that physically he was older than Eithne by a year.
Eithne stood, her jacket remaining on the ground behind her, she was clothed in a dark blue polo and jeans, her actual form could be seen and if someone were to describe her, she would be described as a slender creature, abstractly feminine in her shape. Her movements like a soft breeze, fluid and smooth, her footsteps silent when she walked. Not an untoned place on her body, though it could be noticed when it came to a womanly figure, she was oddly lacking, her hips and waist almost nonexistant compared to the rest of her and she was also rather flat-chested. She was a diminutive creature, her slender arms crossed over her chest as she looked towards Anubis, the loss of her jacket was like perhaps a snake shedding it's skin.
She had no visible weapons with her, making it a curious thing that she actually expected to fight like this, but any man would be happy atleast that she had shed the jacket that was so unflattering for her thin, willowy body. She was a rather short being, standing no taller than five foot five or perhaps six, she looked to delicate to actually fight anything of any significance yet still she had her unearthy abilities granted to her on that night when her blood was tainted with vampirism. She even had her abilities from birth, sunlight was her element, suprising enough- and it was the reason why despite her disposition she was able to go out in sunlight, as well as the adaptation of her powers to the opposite through training, she was able to use both light and dark magic, something that could prove deadly if used correctly.
((Do you actually have an idea as to what it could be? Because I could get either 1. Abraham and Cecelia 2. Adem 3.Alysdair all of which might be somewhat fitting for the situation. 1- slayers, 2- werewolf, 3- vampire. you can choose one of the above if you didn't already have something in mind.
Another note- you posted 'liwa' instead of 'Eithne' ... juuuust thought I should point that out. XD lol))
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 27, 2008 14:16:41 GMT -5
Anbusis stood up and grabbed his cane. With a fluid motion that you might miss it if you blinked, he tapped the cane on the ground and muttered something in a language that had been dead for centuries. Upon this, the nearly invisible runes on the cane glowed a bright orange. Suddenly, his clothes changed shape and form, rippling like water, the T-shirt and blue jeans changed into his usual Armani armor. His nikes had changed into black formal shoes. Anubis adjusted his tie as Eithne removed her jacket, Anubis couldnt help but watch and look. He was only human after all. Removing the hat with the skulll upon it, Anubis revealed his short, baby fine hair, and his milky-blue eyes glowed in the moonlight. He looked the part of an upper class buisnessman, and once upon a time this would have been true.
Viktor averted his eyes when Eithne glanced at him, blushing slightly. "Um...Im going to try to sense our visitors." Anubis closed his eyes and the runes on the cane glowed brighter, reaching out with his power, Anubis tried to fish out the location of the danger that his beast had warned them about. He then found two sources of life not far away from them. Eyes snapping open Anubis reported "There's two of them Eithne. One male, one female. The male feels...familiar...the other one doesnt seem to have any magical power. Theyre climbing up the stairs now...theyre only one floor away. Any ideas?" Anubis knew he had sensed one of these two before...he just could not place it.
One floor below the roof the two people in question walked up the stairs. One of them was a realitvely short male, about 5'2 at the most. His face was red with sweat and his uncaring eyes were a a sickly green color. he had long red hair tied back into a small ponytail with his bangs lightly touching his forehead. He was wearing a worn and faded leather jacket, black leather pants, a Blue T-shirt with food stains all over it, and leather gloves. There was a large gun holster on his back, sporting an AK-47. He also was keeping a compressed staff in his pocket, ready to grow to its normal size in an instance.
As the slovish man smoked a cigarete he turned to his companion. When he spoke it came out as a hoarse whisper. "Im kind of surprised you accepted my offer. What with Captain Ethics and Morality turning me down. Not that im complaining missy...but wont he be just a wee bit pissed that you went behind his back?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 27, 2008 14:49:37 GMT -5
"Hey, listen- Don't you dare speak a word about Abe, okay? I don't care who you are- you're still slime. So we're going to get the job done and I get all those resources, right?" Cecelia carried a rifle in her arms as if it were a small child, strapped to her thigh was a pistol, not only that but she had a large arrangement of weapons hidden about her person, since you never really knew what you'd need or when. She didn't see why she had to have this cretin following her around like this, she'd prefer if she had someone who was atleast useful with her- or if she was really lucky- nobody at all.
She was slightly tall, her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and away from her face as her light- almost silvery blue eyes looked towards the guy she had unfortunately ended up working with. Cecelia was clothed in a faded green T-shirt and a pair of jeans, dressing rather casually for the occasion, though her boots were strikingly different from the rest of her outfit. Her clothing was generally clean but her boots were a tad worn, thier black surface scuffed and several cut marks were in thier soles.
Eithne smirked, "You know... I can still hear your thoughts..." she warned, "And I suggest you stay out of the way. You might survive that way if they're any kind of threat." Eithne dropped into a fighting stance, her silvery gold eyes waiting for when the opponents would arrive, her balance immaculately well done- she had two hundred or so years to work on it, it was no suprise, really. Her two hands glistened with magic as it started to accumulate there, her left hand wrapped in light magic, her right hand enveloped in darkness. She just had to wait now.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 27, 2008 15:36:54 GMT -5
Akton Krieg smirked as he exhaled a small cloud of smoke. His green eyes showing nothing but boredom. "Slime huh? Like I havent heard that one before. But yes missy..The head of the house of Krieg, Mistress Irene, is willing to give you access to a large sum of money, A small army in mages, and whatever else you might need in order to find this Adem of yours. And all you have to do is kill another werewolf. Easy-peasy for a top-notch hunter such as yourself am I right? But remember...leave no trace of evidence...which should go well, considering my cousin is still a novice."
Coughing slightly, Akton continued "The Krieg family always returns its favors...for over 2000 years this has been true...but youd better not fail....accidents do happen after all...Comprende?" Before Ceceila could respond Akton let out a bark of harsh laughter. "Not that you have anything to worry about. You are the best at what you do after all." They reached the top of the stairs and the roof. Akton dropped his cigarette and smashed it with his spiked boot. Leather jacket flapping in the wind, the head enforcer of the house of Krieg cocked his head to one side in confusion. "Huh....Intel didnt mention this...Apparently he's got company."
Slightly irked that Eithne had told him to stay out of the way, Anubis replied "Normally I would stay out of it like you said. I hate confrontation. But I cant just do nothing while somebody else fights my battles for me. Especially when ive got something that the enemy wont be expecting. Anubis slammed his cane on the ground, releasing magical energy from the ground and storing it into the cane, ready for an incantation to be invoked.
Anubis stood his ground as the two enemies emerged from the staircase. His staff glowing bright orange, The young wolf mage was prepared to invoke his spells at a moments notice. There were two of them, just as he had surmised. One tall blonde woman, and a short red-headed man. Wait a minute...the redhead was...it couldnt be though, could it? "Akton? What the hell do you want?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 27, 2008 16:21:12 GMT -5
Cecelia wasn't actually one to stop for small-talk when she had something to kill- it was really best to kill something before it had the chance to do anything. She assumed shooting stance, aiming her rifle towards not Anubis first- the vampire was the one she wanted dead first. She had the opportunity to kill it before and she'd been inturrupted. Now she got a second chance, and then next was the money kill. She didn't enjoy it when she messed up, and from the short range... she really didn't have much of a chance that she'd miss. "Fuuuuuck..." Eithne narrowed her eyes, obviously not too pleased that she had a RIFLE pointed at her HEAD. She burst into motion, becoming a blur in the vision of those watching, "If you need any help- just say so." she sent telepathically to Anubis, the next sound was the sound of a gun firing, a spray of blood appearing on the ground, though Eithne didn't seem to slow down much at all, moving in a zig-zag pattern as she approached Cecelia, "You're heart rate's picking up... are you scared?" she asked the huntress. ((Short post... ;- )
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 27, 2008 21:42:52 GMT -5
Akton shook his head as he lit another cigarette from his pocket. As he puffed another smoke cloud and held the cigarette between his index and middle finger he shouted out "Hey Hey! Remember the job for christ's sakes." coughing again he mumbled "So hard to find professional service nowadays...a hunter shouldnt let feelins get in the way of the target oh well, least theres no other witnesses. Things should go smoothly no matter what happens...and if not...theres always the back up plan."
Anubis saw his opportunity and took it. He ran fast for a guy in a black armani suit. So fluid were his motions that the run looked almost graceful. Perhaps it lacked a vampire's abilty to move without being seen, but it still got the job done. While running he relayed to Eithne in his head Will do. Ill take care of the greasy one. This shouldn't take long ten seconds later Anubis grabbed Akton by the neck, ramming him to the bars that were the only thing standing between the roof and a very long fall. Anubis jerked Akton's head over the small bars, giving him a nice view of the ground. He had jerked Akton's cigarette out of his hand and smashed it with the heel of his black shoe. "Such a filthy habit cousin Akton...but then again you are a filthy person in more than one sense of the word."
Voice even more hoarse then usual, Akton croaked out "Hey Vik. Long time no see. your mom says hi." Anubis squeezed harder at that comment, still smiling that creepy smile, his blue eyes closed, making him like a fox. He then told Akton, in the kind of tone where you talk about the weather or sports."First off Akton. Were not friends, we never have been. Never will be. So kindly shut the fuck up about my mother, and if you call me Vik again...Ill feed you to the beast." Really? Really REALLY really! irritation flicking across his face, he mumbled under his breath, and then resumed the eerie smile.
Still speaking in that casual tone, Anubis continued. "Now im going to ease up on your neck...and your gonna answer all of my questions. If you lie to me...well lets just say that face your so proud of isnt gonna look too good when half of it is scarred by claw marks. blink once if you understand." Akton blinked. "Very good." Anubis let off a little on his hold. "Now tell the class why your here. I thought the family and I had an understanding. "vanish from the face of the world and we will leave you to your own devices." Those were HER words werent they? So why are you here now...after years of not giving a rat's ass whether I lived or died."
Akton gasped for air, when he caught his breath he rasped out "I see. You really wanna know huh? Well lets see....The reason is...quite simply..." Akton looked at the ground where Anubis had smashed the cigarette, the tip of it was blinking bright red. Anubis's eyes widened. "....Im not going to tell you." The cigarette exploded in a flash of blue fire. a few seconds after the explosion, smoke poured over the entire area. When it cleared a circle of rapidly spinning electrick bolts could be seen. In the center of the circle was Anubis, who was holding his cane with both hands. Akton was nowhere to be seen. "Damn it! Whered that piece of shit go!"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 28, 2008 19:42:16 GMT -5
Eithne smirked, "Now, now, Cecelia... in case you haven't noticed already- I've gotten stronger since the last time you met me, much, much stronger since the last time I met you." her voice almost mocking the huntress as she began to pick up more speed, her footsteps barely touching the ground- she didn't even seem to notice what was going on with Anubis at the current moment, it was odd- because what Eithne was saying didn't seem to make a damn sense, she spoke as if there was a different time frame between two seperate events. Since Cecelia last met Eithne... ...and since Eithne last met Cecelia. There WAS an explanation for what she had said, but the concept of jumping through time was completely rediculous and someone would have to be utterly insane to believe in time travel, completely, unexplicably insane. Then again... Eithne's fangs were extended to thier full length, her mouth creased into a malicious grin as her lithe body continued to dart from one side of Cecelia to the other- "You can't shoot something if you can't figure out where it is, can you?" she asked, a predatorial laugh twinging her dialogue, if Anubis thought himself something to be feared- he obviously hadn't seen the vampiress fight. Cecelia's eyes were wide, a vampire doesn't become this much stronger over the course of a month or two, "What the hell?" she asked, trying to pinpoint a target angrily, not at all pleased that Eithne was moving so fast and erratically, she pulled the trigger and was greeted by a nice spray of blood- she was hitting Eithne, but obviously nothing lethal. Still- the bullets were silver... they should hurt both vampires and werewolves. Eithne had been hit twice so far, once in the side and once more in her shoulder- it wasn't fun but she'd fared worse, so she put up with it. Her gaze flickering back towards Anubis for only a slight moment, her eyes like arrows as her eyesight locked on Anubis for the slightest of moments, she hadn't stopped moving but when an intense gaze such as the silver gold eyes of Eithne looked towards you, it was something you could almost sense. "Need help yet?" she asked, as if she wasn't even having an issue with her own current battle.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 28, 2008 20:46:37 GMT -5
Anubis, shield in place sent a mental message to Eithne. Thanks for the offer but ill pass. This is family buisness. Besides, Akton is an idiot. His basic battle plan is run away and stab the enemy in the back with a knife when you get the chance. Now if his big sister Irene were here...then I'd be in trouble. But Ive got it covered. By the way...Your pretty bad-ass when you want to be. With that he lifted his cane off the ground and mumbled something in german. Suddenly the wolf's head on top of his cane eyes glowed bright red. Turning it left and right like a metal detector, Viktor's other hand glowed with a blue electricity.
Suddenly gunshots fired from nowhere and seemingly from no gun. Anubis spread his shield in time so that the electricity "grabbed" all of the bullets ,except for one that grazed his shoulder. Wincing slightly, Anubis still smiled as the blood flowed down his arm, and it was creepy enough grin to outshine Gin Ichimaru's smile. He had a plan now. Akton's basic battle strategy had almost always been to stay out of the battle and attack from afar. A pretty smart strategy, but then again...Akton had always been a little slow. Still waving his cane around Anbuis shouted "Haven't improved at all huh cousin? Still just a trickster...not good enough to be a black mage. Thats why Irene made head even though she's younger than you." Silence. "What kind of magic user fights with an AK-47 anyway? I mean a handgun is fine but noone lugs around a gun that size just to kill one person. Oh I get it, your overcompensating...yours is too small so you get an enormous gun to make yourself feel bigger. How...blase." That oughta do something
When the explosion hit, Akton Krieg had immediately, cast a camoflouge spell on himself, and then quickly moved to the other side of the roof. puffing slightly, Akton wiped the sweat off his brow. He saw Anubis looking around with his cane and took the shot. Cursing the electricity field that saved Anubis, Akton reloaded, ran to a spot that was right between Anubis and the cat fight that was going on elsewhere and lined up his sights. Then Anubis started saying things, really INSULTING things. Enraged Akton fired continuously at Viktor, not stopping until the gun clicked empty. Looking up at Viktor, Akton expected to see a corpse. What he did see was a huge, fence like wall of electricity holding every single bullet that he had fired. Anubis stood behind it, looking smug with his cane's eyes glowing bright red and blue sphere of lightning in his other hand. "Still an ameture huh Akton?" Suddenly Anubis jammed the sphere into his cane's mouth, turning the eyes blue. Akton sweated, realizing that the gun shots had distorted his camoflouge. He didnt have time to put up another one. "This is gonna hurt you more than me." Tapping his cane on the ground, the blue shpere bursting out of the mouth at bullet speed. It went right through the electrical fence, absorbing its energy, thereby making itself bigger. It was headed straight for Akton.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 29, 2008 19:27:48 GMT -5
"You're not the least bit excessive, are you?" Eithne called out to Anubis with a joyous laugh in her voice, obviously watching the battle as well as defending herself, though some people might say she should have tried harder to keep from being shot. Though unfortunately, she did get shot- and pretty badly at that. The shot didn't enter a vital spot, it simply pierced her arm, though in a vital way. The first thing to be noticed was that it wasn't even remotely anything that could have been fired from a pistol or a rifle- so the shot came from elsewhere. Though that could be confirmed easily.
"Cecelia! What did I tell you about his offer?" Abraham's voice shot into the air, much like the crossbow bolt that peirced through Eithne's arm and still lingered there. Abraham was obviously quite angry, he looked towards Eithne and then towards Cecelia, "Miss, I apologize for shooting you- but as you can see, it's a simple wooden bolt. You will heal. And I had to make sure you didn't kill my apprentice." Abraham gave a swift nod to Eithne before looking towards Anubis and his fight.
"He was attacked first- it's self defence." Eithne explained, pulling the crossbow bolt from her arm with a wince, her two wounds from the silver bullets were bleeding somewhat badly but she didn't seem to mind all too much.
Cecelia didn't look in the least bit pleased with anything that was going on now, she had been interrupted in her fight, and not only that- bit she was bleeding, too. Nothing significant- but little scratches placed here and there, enough to sting, but not much more. She knew of course that from her injuries- it was likely that Eithne could have applied a deadly wound at many moments. She had come prepared to fight the Eithne she had seen a few months ago, not this Eithne that had impossibly gained in skill over the short time period.
It was nearly amusing how Anubis could be bringing about such havoc only a little ways away and these three could become so instantly calm, it didn't seem to make sense- but the only person who actually seemed to keep a tense feeling about them was Cecelia, angry that she didn't get to make her kill. Eithne was a vampire, and supposedly very capable of keeping her emotions in check. And Abraham was simply... well... Abraham and it was quite impossible to figure out exactly what went on in his head under his red tinted dark brown hair.
Abraham was an imposing figure, appearing strong despite the fact that someone had to figure he was perhaps in his mid fourties, not nearly a 'youthful' hero or villian, but he had fared well over the course of his life with the buisiness of fighting those things that go bump in the night. He wore a long dark brown jacket that was a tad dirty like the rest of his clothes, but in no way tattered. Seated atop his head was a hat with a brim meant to keep water out of his face, something one might find useful if they travelled much. He carried the crossbow, it seemed to be some ghoulish crossbreed of a crossbow with various other weapons, quite the intimidating mutant of a crossbow. It was missing a bolt, obviously because he had embedded it in Eithne's forearm.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 29, 2008 19:57:30 GMT -5
Akton screamed like a little girl as the huge sphere hurtled towards him. He fell to the ground, still holding the assault rifle in his hands, and tried to use it as a shield. 5 seconds....He sweated in fear...3 seconds....almost the end of the line for poor old Akton...1 second...oh god let death be quick. Silence. Was he dead yet? Akton blinked his eye open and saw something incredible. The huge sphere had stopped an inch away from his face. Anubis could be seen, palm extended outward holding the ball lightning in place, grinning sadisticly. Sudennly Anubis made several gestures with his hand.
With that, two arms grew out of the electricity of the ball lightning, using magnetic attraction, they stole the AK-47 right out of Akton's grubby hands. The hands dragged it into the sphere and suddenly the ball imploded on itself. A flash of blue light, and when it cleared there was nothing left but the ash that had been Akton's favorite gun. Anubis grabbed Akton by his leather jacket and sneered, something he rarely did. "Oh do relax dear cousin...Im not a murderer like the rest of you. Even as a lycan I still have twice as many morals as a piece of slime like you. Now about those questions...."
Akton shook his head rapidly. "N-no! She'd kill me!" Anubis grinned at that. "Oh, is that so? Well I tried to reason with you...Now im going to have to resort to drastic measures." Anubis waved towards Eithne, Cecelia, and Aberaham. "Ms. Eithne...If it wouldnt be too much trouble...would you mind using your...CHARMS...on my cousin here? He's just DYING to talk to you?" Anubis was particularly vicious this night. Maybe it had something to do with being drawn into battle on the full moon.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on May 2, 2008 18:43:12 GMT -5
Eithne looked towards the slayers, "If you'd please excuse me..." she nodded to them before calmly stepping towards the pair consisting of Anubis and Akton, she didn't say anything, she just let her gaze fall on the two, derision in her every movement, she raised a slender hand as if she were going to strike Akton- swinging her hand through the air and she smacked none other than Anubis, "If you want him dead- kill him yourself- don't tell me what to do, hound."she spat. "He's your buisness and unless I'm defending myself I don't wish to be dragged into your affairs." she shook her head, "If you can't muster to kill while you're clear of mind- perhaps you should remove that ring of yours for a few moments, it'd make it easier for you to dispose of such a waste of oxygen as that cousin -or whatever relation he is to you- of yours." Seriously though, getting a woman to kill for you? Eithne shook her head, Anubis needed perhaps to grow some balls. She chuckled a bit actually, waiting to see the werewolf's response.
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Post by Ouroboros General on May 2, 2008 20:43:36 GMT -5
Anubis grabbed the side of his face where he had been smacked, the smile gone and replaced with a look of surprise. He hadnt seen that one coming. But then again perhaps he had been a bit...overexcited. He needed to watch that kind of thing on the full moon. Seeing that Eithne was upset with him over a misunderstanding Anubis bowed in submission, still making it look elegant while he held Akton.
"Please forgive my...directness Ms. Eithne. I fear I let myself get carried away, the full moon does affect my emotions slightly. But that does not excuse my brutish behavior. And for that I am sorry. However, all this is is just a simple misunderstanding. I would never ask you to fight my battles...and especially ask you to kill for me. I try to avoid killing at all costs...its essential in my line of work. I dont want you to HURT Akton here." He shook Akton around a little. "If I am ignorant on this matter, please do not hold this against me...But from most of the legends I have read, vampires have the ability to captivate people with their eyes. All that I was asking was if since my cousin here does not wish to talk to me...perhaps he would be more inclined to answer the questions if they came from you. Is that possible?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on May 2, 2008 21:06:54 GMT -5
Eithne shook her head, "Kid... you really need to learn sooner or later... and asking a vampire to captivate someone for you is actually very rude- but it's okay right now... I'll do it." she released a sigh, relaxing her body as she seemed to enter a whole different phase of existance, the predatorial surge about her seeping away, her stance shifting, leaning slightly towards Akton, a seductive essense wrapped about her being, her eyes striking like fire in thier sockets as she gently lay a hand on Akton's shoulder, "Akton..." she whispered to him, her voice like a secret, blooming for Akton, and only Akton. Her the back of her hand graced Akton's cheek gently, a tenderness in every movement, in every gesture and breath that came forth from Eithne's slender, delicate body. "I have a few questions for you, sweet Akton..." she whispered to Akton. Her eyes intensifying with every second she stood there, seemingly bringing herself closer to the young man though she did nothing of the sort, she stood anchored to where she was.
"What questions you need answered, Anubis?" she asked telepathically, the slightest twinge of disgust in the tone, obviously she didn't enjoy speaking to such filth in the manner she was, but it would certainly be amusing to see how he responded.
One of her hands placed itself on Akton's waist, a light touch that could send shivvers all through someone's body, igniting senses and dulling the mind to the will of whoever it was who posessed such a touch as the vampiress posessed. Such a method of gathering information was the same method used to seduce people into a place where they'd be easy prey, a trick purely vampirian. Eithne seemed to have mastered such methods, a frightening concept, but it was almost assured that nobody around her was actually clear enough of mind to notice anything malevolent of her motions and actions. The only thing worrying Eithne at the current moment was perhaps she might have done a bit too well with the hypnotizing of Akton, considering she was also in the vicinity of a werewolf... and it was a full moon- from what she knew of the werewolves she'd met, instincts were heightened at the full moon, the most notable being a killing and hunting instinct... though there were other instincts that beings posessed as well. She prayed Anubis wouldn't be so rediculously stupid.
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Post by Ouroboros General on May 2, 2008 21:35:19 GMT -5
Anubis's smile was back. Hiding every little stray thought that crossed his mind from both friend and foe alike. There was no sign that anything was amiss. The part of the gentleman in the armani suit. The only indication that there were gears clicking in the back of his mind was the nervous scracthing of the topaz ring with his pinky finger. The beast was stirred by the happenings of that night...in more ways than one. But the ring and cane kept Anubis in the metaphysical driver's seat.
Viktor had learned long ago to lie with his thoughts as well as with his words. The scary thing was that if he wanted to he could lie with his eyes. And so his thoughts echoed the same pleasant tone that his voice always held. Thank you. I promise that this will be the last time I ask you to do this...but it is rather important that I know three things. In least to greatest here they are... I wish to know what is happening within the House of Krieg, specifcally if the tug of war power struggle is worse then when I left. Second I want to know if Akton's younger sister Irene is going to send THOSE FOUR in the event this little attempt at my life fails. Trust me he will know what you mean. And most important of all, I need to know why the family has chosen NOW after almost five years of exile to try to take my life. My mother arranged to turn me into a lycan to cast me out not kill me, why has that changed? I hope that's not too much trouble Ms. Eithne."
Meanwhile Akton's thoughts had gone bye-bye. He was lost in Eithne's silver/gold eyes. They were all he could see, and as she rubbed his thigh pure pleasure rippled through him. Suddenly none of it mattered, Not his sister's wrath, not Anubis, not even the price he would have to pay to answer the questions. All that mattered was his new mistress, and her lovely eyes. He had to obey the mistress, obeying was essential. For if he did not obey than he would stop feeling so wonderful, and he needed to feel like this. The thought of resisting had not even crossed Akton's puny brain. All that mattered was the warmth of total hypnosis.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on May 2, 2008 22:11:06 GMT -5
Eithne could hear Akton's heartbeat, it was fragile now... she could probably command that if she wanted to, a rediculously amusing thought- telling someone to die and they willingly do so. "Akton..." her words trickled into Akton's ears, though they would pick up speed the further they delved into his mind, they'd become a torrent to consume his thoughts, meant to keep him from thoughts of anything except what Eithne wanted him to think. "I have a question for you, dearest..." She allowed herself to get a tad closer to the foul sickness that was the man, she whispered to him, to make him yearn for her words. She wanted Akton to be willing to DIE in order to hear what she had to say to him, her own consciousness starting to slowly assimilate the mind of the captive. She didn't have much intention of completely releasing him once this was done... it would be convenient to have a slave of sorts once this was over. "Ugh, he smells terrible, are you sure you're related to this shit?" she asked, Anubis, her telepathic link to him not wavering the slightest bit.
She didn't look away from Akton, still her drowning gaze burned into the depths of Akton's gaze, slightly edging his heart to a faster pace, a more urgency- almost choking to her victim. An intensity, a fire that one had to respond to, that had to be satiated, "Answer my question, and all that follow..." she was more commanding now, positive there would be absolutely no escape from this. "Whom is in charge of the House of Kreig and what activities are going about? Tell me only what is important, or clarifying- you know what I wish from you, loyal servant." she carried a chilling commanding essense to her body and movements though, but still the same sultry undertones caressed her manner, a viciously confusing being that could not be ignored as her thin, flexible, almost ghostly body stood there in it's power, captured within her delicate frame and porcelain skin.
There was a pleasure entering her blood from the use of her power in such a way as this, her fangs extending and giving her a deadly appearance, her appearance becoming more and more ghoulish as time progressed, it was no wonder how she was so unsuprised or taken aback by Anubis' actions... Anubis might have separated the beast from man... but Eithne had bonded the two in a hellish harmony, a powerful symphony that would threaten to sweep one off it's feet and drown them in thier acidic, ethereal beauty that radiated from Eithne's presence and existance, she was a perfect balance of her parts, her bloodlust and fiery instincts under control by the humanity retained by her precious mind that ever persisted to lock others out, to keep it's thoughts and contents secret, to protect perhaps herself, others, or just some secret.
A light ghust tousled Eithne's hair around her face as her eyes glistened and sparked like fireworks, refusing to pull away from Akton's gaze, refusing to release him. Caging him in the sweet capture of her mind, cradling Akton's thoughts and nurturing his mind into a security and warmth she could bend and manipulate, her own will intertwining and overpowering Aktons as they twisted and pulsed together. Eithne's sweet lips moved to mutterings that her vocal chords refused to recognise, soundless movement, each word hidden away and meaningless to anyone but Eithne, though in reality she was starting to reach a climax in her hypnotization of Akton, she had just to endure it and hopefully she would be able to keep a permanent hold on his poor weak mind, rendering him tireless and draining joys of life from him, providing satisfaction only when he served his master, his mistress, the only one that would matter- that would be Eithne. She would be ruler over his life. She smirked at the thought.
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