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Post by Chris on Mar 26, 2008 19:17:00 GMT -5
Loki shrugged, "Undoubtedly. Do you know of any?" He knew that she knew of none. He wanted, felt that he needed, to get the point across to her that being stubborn can be fatal. It can be fatal to the objective one is attempting to achieve, and, in cases of war, it can be fatal to one's self as well. He wondered, What would make her so adamant in not accepting help. She couldn't be sexist, no, females never are. he shook his head while waiting for her to respond. He then looked back into her eyes. His dark green eyes were wide. There was no menace in his gaze: his mouth was a thin line, teeth concealed. He held no expression and felt very little emotion. The Child was obviously annoyed with him, but that would pass with time. One way or the other, she'd realize that she could go on her own, and be lost for a great deal of time before she found him. Or she could follow him, save some time, and learn a valuable lesson. Loki had no doubt that she would find Neko eventually, he was locked up in the same star system as her, they where bound to meet. He just hoped that he could help her find him sooner.
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Post by Sea on Mar 26, 2008 19:26:18 GMT -5
"I don't, but I'm sure I could find someone to direct me," spat Sanet. Her ears were flat back against her head, and her tail bristled. Her gaze narrowed, her little cat pupils becoming tiny slits of rage. There was something about her that said this had happened before with her.. that some memory was being awakened in the back of her mind causing her to act this way. She controlled the urge to bare her teeth, just barely. Her relaxed posture had become tense, and her fingers were clenched in tight fists. As her muscles tensed, her arm became taut and slightly thinner, allowing the armband on her right arm to slip. She didn't notice, but her gunshot wound was clearly visible now, a reminder and a sign of her past.
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Post by Chris on Mar 29, 2008 9:39:21 GMT -5
"I hope you do." he said, "but I request that, in the event that you find no one, that you keep your options open and decide to speak to her." Loki's gaze shifted to child's tightening body. she was strong and probably thought him weak, but his uniform was simply obscuring his physique. His eyes were soon drawn to her right arm, a circular scar was there, clearly she had been punctured by a projectile. Her wounds are without, i wonder if she has wounds within like i do. She clearly wasn't a soldier, her demeanor wasn't anywhere near what is required to be one. But she still may have the emotional scars from what caused the physical injury. He sighed and maintained his neutral expression. "Sanet," he said, "when i was a wing commander i would insult my pilots daily. Like all rocket jocks, they were cockier than bloody whore mongers. The insults served to bring my pilots to be self confident, not arrogant, and to not get riled and angry in battle. "I did this after a ship I served on, Defiant, lost a whole squadron in one battle because arrogance and emotionalism caused them to take completely unnecessary risk to seek revenge. Brotherhood and fidelity of comrades in arms is all well and good, but emotionalism has no place in combat and it can cloud your judgment when you are seeking a goal." He looked at Sanet, he hopped she'd understand his intentions and not go off on a reckless track.
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Post by Sea on Mar 31, 2008 19:02:26 GMT -5
Sanet turned bright red. She had never meant for her wound to be shown, she didn't particularly trust doctors because they didn't trust her, and had never wanted to help her. She pulled her armband over the untreated wound. The wound had taken on a shade of orange that would have been lovely most anywhere else. "You didn't see that," she hissed, in a most deadly way, as though lives depended on it. It was almost funny she was treating it so seriously. "And I'm not being arrogant or 'emotional' as you so poorly put it." She spat the words like a cobra. She began to lean forward menacingly, intending to put herself nose to nose with him so that she would seem more intimidating. This didn't happen. Instead, a sharp pain racked her left side, causing her hand to fly to the epicenter of the pain. She stepped back, now against the railing, and, with much difficulty, removed her hand from the area. From the mixture of overexcitement and wrinkling of the area, an old wound was also surfacing once more, much to Sanet's frustration. She was not weak, and didn't want to appear or be viewed as such, but she couldn't help but once again grasping her side, leaning forward. Instinctively, she let out an uncontrollable growl, glaring up at him from her hunched-over position. She had never broken eye-contact throughout this, and she gritted her teeth carefully. She cursed doctors, every last one of them. They had made her look weak on her first meet with someone, and in an argument no less. She cursed them all under her breath with profanities not even an one-eyed Irish carpenter would know.
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Post by Chris on Mar 31, 2008 19:47:31 GMT -5
Loki shrugged and did not say a word about the wound, sure, he knew that alcohol, wood or grain, would kill the infection and allow the wound to heal if she applied the stuff every day and changed the dressing on the wound just as often. He did not point it out to her though. The color surprised him however, it wasn't black as a wound would have been, had it gone unhealed. "I do not wish to fight you, death in any form is of little value to anyone." he replied calmly to her, if anything did happen, he would be quick to put her down and hold back as much as possible to spare her pain and death. He didn't want a fight, but if she wanted it, there was little to stop her. He sighed. I hope the girl doesn't really wish to continue this he thought, because if she is, harm may come to her. His mind shifted to Sol, Help her keep herself under control he prayed.
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Post by Sea on Apr 1, 2008 6:20:56 GMT -5
Slowly, painfully, Sanet straightened up. She still looked quite ticked off, and her was reaching towards her belt, where her skeine sat. She glared fiercely; her heart was beating fast. The roar of it filled her ears, which were laid back against her head. She was like an abused animal, unpredictable, full of grudges and hate. Another growl was issued from her throat. She acted this way because she held a grudge to women. Because, in her view, it was her mom's fault her dad left. She knew that subconciously, but she wasn't thinking about it. All she knew was that motherly girls filled her with disdain, help from girls filled her with malice, and girls in general repulsed her, without thinking why this might be. A sudden thought filled her thought hit her. Shakespeare. Yes. Without another thought, a quote was voiced. As she spoke, she began to walk around him. "Peace? Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell, all Blases, and thee. Turn thee, Loki, and look upon thy death." She head drawn her skeine and had it pointed at him, but as she spoke, she realized the hilarity of it all. She began to laugh. She put away her skeine.
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Post by Chris on Apr 1, 2008 17:15:18 GMT -5
"I've starred Death in the face and she blinked and fell into convulsions." Loki said, he smiled wickedly and his voice bit at the ears with its sarcasm. Even though to him, death was a male, he figured that the female would would take the sexism to heart and it would inflame her. He hid well his disappointment with her decision to threaten him. However, since she had done that, then the only way to teach her would be in combat. "Put your butter knife back in the kitchen" Loki said, "bring a bigger weapon if you seriously wish to fight something." Let alone someone he thought and smiled. He closed his eyes and maintained the smile, which grew sarcastic and arrogant as it sat on his face.
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Post by Sea on Apr 2, 2008 6:12:27 GMT -5
Sanet stopped laughing immediately. "Say that again, I dare you." Her voice was low and sinister like a creeping fog. "And I don't need my skeine to be you." Carefully, she picked out a form in which to fight him. She chose a Bengal Tiger. Bengal Tigers were smaller than Siberian, so she wouldn't have to alter the size, but they were equally, if not more, fierce. Her brown eyes flickered green. "Do we fight here?" Her voice was a little lower, a throaty growl. She was beginning the shapeshifting process without knowing it. Her golden tail was becoming orange and striped, her ears were rounding and blackening, and stripes were slowly merging onto her face and arms. Her gleaming eyes glittered green, and cruel claws were forming on her fingers and toes. Her fangs her elongating. Any amity or rapport she had felt towards Loki was draining away, leaving in its unstoppable tide only savage, killer instinct. The shapeshifting process paused, leaving her with tiger claws and fangs, and a striped tail. The stripes on her face body were light, but still there, standing out with painful obviousness against her pallid, moonlit face.
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Post by Chris on Apr 2, 2008 16:39:33 GMT -5
Loki stepped back quickly, but not fearfully, from the shifting creature. His face shifted to a placid expression and he drew his sword. The three foot long blade burned brightly as he focused on bringing forth the fire. he sighed deeply and ignored his fear and confusion. His right index finger moved slightly to activate the sword's energy charge and a slight hum could be heard. He then thought better and shut it down. Killing her would achieve nothing, the fire would burn, and hurt, but if he controlled it, it would do little in the way of leading to death. Hell he thought, if i hit the wound and burn away all the flesh, i might just help her. "Put your butter knife back in the kitchen." he said simply and smiled with a errie grin. He fell into a fighting stance and the fire on his blade flared.
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Post by Sea on Apr 2, 2008 17:28:45 GMT -5
Sanet hissed, and continued with her transformation. Her legs grew shorter, and her fingers curled up and produced pads. Fur sprouted over her body, growing quickly to a normal length, and her face grew a muzzle. She fell onto all fours, the transition complete. She opened her mouth, emitting a loud roar. Her nose wrinkled as she bore her teeth in a menacing fashion. She turned so that her side faced him, her right side facing away to keep her worse wound away. On her left side she had a long scar that would have almost looked like another stripe had it not been a dusky rose color. She paced in a circle around him, snarling. She knew better than to run into battle without a thought, but occasionally she would step in quickly as though she would attack, then step back with the same speed. Her ears were flat against her head, her tail lashing the ground in agitated sweeps. Her sharp canines sparkled in the moonlight. As she padded about in the odd dance of battle, muscles rippled about her. She was the tiger. All the savage beauty and primal strength of a tiger. She emitted a low growl from her throat. She dared him to come forward.
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Post by Chris on Apr 3, 2008 17:42:29 GMT -5
"Sounds like you're engine needs a new compressor valve." Loki said with a laugh as the creature-girl roared. What the hell do I do? He asked himself, Theses damned things are extinct, Hell For all i know they could never have existed on the planet to begin with! He steped back again, giving the creature-girl a wide berth. He wasn't about to strike first, she needed to make the push, if she decided to attack. Sol! please make the girl see the light and calm down, i instigated it, but if she can turn back now, than there is hope for her to see the truth. His blade remained in its devensive postition, the flame pulseing with every heartbeat. He stood lose, his blood flowing through a rapid heartbeat, he was ready to launch a defense and then blitzkreige as soon as the fight began.
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Post by Sea on Apr 4, 2008 16:30:33 GMT -5
Sanet stopped for a moment, suddenly looking placid. He wasn't attacking. He was waiting for her. Instinct told her so, but other instincts told her to attack. Sanet knew enough to be selective in listening to instincts. She had lived in New York City. She knew how to be deceptive. She allowed anger to leave her eyes, and let her tail swish in the air like a flag. She let out a rumbling purr, and chuffed as tigers do when contented. She allowed herself to assume the body posture of her cat when greeting her. She knew how to show feline joy. She walked over to him, her head slightly tilted. She stopped when she reached him, looking up at him with the biggest smile a tiger can manage. She then nuzzled her head against his arm as housecats do, still purring and chuffing.
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Post by Chris on Apr 5, 2008 17:53:54 GMT -5
Loki gulped, holding down his fear and anxiety by what felt like a taut elastic sheet. The creature-girl wasn't overtly threatening, but it simply could be a ploy, and attempt to make him lower his guard. The noises she was making weren't particularly threatening, but then again, he didn't see a soothing quality about them either. He closed his eyes, sighing deeply to restrain his emotions. Opening them again, he backed away slowly. He was three steps away when he resheathed his blade and then held both hands up at chest level. He looked into his eyes and nodded slowly. Sol, thank you.
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Post by Sea on Apr 6, 2008 6:53:13 GMT -5
Sanet continued her purring and chuffing, and took two steps forward. She stared at him with a look that said, 'Don't you trust me?' Then, suddenly, she leapt forward, intending to pounce upon him and wrestle him to the ground. She snarled and roared as she leapt. Her eyes flickered with mockery. She bore her teeth, hoping immensly to be able to drive them into his hand if and when she wrestled him down.
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Post by Chris on Apr 6, 2008 7:30:55 GMT -5
The creature-girl leaped into the air, and Loki's right leg coiled up into his into his body like a cobra. he smiled as he did so, the girl had been foolish, making an all for nothing attack at the outset. Had he been reasonably armed, he would have been able to scure her alive on his three foot blade. As she neared him, he waited until the last possible second, when he released his kick. Like lightening, Loki's right leg unwrapped and struck forward, aiming for the creatures head. he knew that he'd probably get scratched, but jolt to the side of her head would probably leave her in a daze, enough of one, to draw his blade and get the fire going strong.
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