[Leader pls] All these asphyxiated, self-medicated

[Marik]

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1. Character Name: Marik Burk Ulrich
2. Character Birthdate (including year): October 28, 2007
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Species: 50% Coyote; 50% New Guinea Singing Dog
5. Gender: Male
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M). TragediesOfPast (AIM)
7. How you found 'Souls: Jacoby
8. Initial post:

What had drawn such a short yet decorated creature to these lands? The scribbled on scrap of paper in his hands. Or well hand since he really didn't need two with which to carry it. Bruder, gehend auf ein Schiff nach Kanada. The script might not be legible to some but Marik could read it perfectly. It had been straight to the point. It didn't give details or anything like that. But that was his brother. That was the love of his life, not literally though a certain decoration would beg to differ, the only one in his family that he could stand being around. It didn't matter that Cotl had been outcasted while he became his father's prince. Mark had excelled well enough in the tasks that were tossed his way by his Meister but the boy didn't have enough mind to care. He knew how judgmental his family was, and his Meister to a lesser degree. Marik knew he would have been shipped off as well if his Vater found out that his friends were just friends but that he had physical relations with the males he hung around. And he could imagine how upset his Sire would be if he learned that the scars lining his body weren't from fights and training at all but were all the marks of lovemaking. After all he was a lover and not a fighter. Not that his body showed signs of that. Even his Meister had left behind a few marks once Marik convinced him to just close his eyes and he would never be able to tell the difference. Physical contact was like an addiction to him. But don't worry he isn't about to boo hoo about how his father was never there for him. Marik could care less about the guy. Just tossing out his cherished older brother over something that couldn't be helped. He looked up to the few minutes older sibling. And it was to find him that Marik had thrown away his life back home without a word as to his departure.


"Bruder." It was the only thing spoken in that deep and accented voice. A voice made for seduction. Not that he was intending upon seducing the body that he was calling for. Or not calling since the name was spoken so only he could hear. Which would make sense since he was the only one around at the current moment. The ferryman had left after swearing that this was where Cotl had been dropped off. Not that Marik had taken him at his word exactly. He never exactly trusted the word of a stranger. A hand reached up so that claws could scratch at a new mark that had been made against his shoulder. Hey now, it had been a long trip! You can't blame him. And well, it had been enjoyed after the other had gotten over the surprise of the coupling.


Bi-colored eyes stared up the shoreline that stretched out before him as a hand was ran through his short and spiky locks. "Fuck, I need to get laid." Words were muttered out even though it hadn't been that long ago that such a thing had happened, given the freshness of the mark on his shoulder. His steps took him towards where a glint of bleached white caught his eye. And when he saw just what it was he couldn't help but laugh, a deep and hearty chortle. "Well hello there doll face. Fancy meeting someone like you here, jah?" No, he wasn't entirely deranged and realized he was speaking to a canine skull that had been bleached by the sun. Still it didn't hinder the flow of words as he plucked it from its pike and held up so that he could stare into the empty eyes sockets as fingertips of his other hand lovingly caressed the extremely well defined cheekbone. "Ich would say you can lay off the diet now sweetheart. Winter is here, time to pack on a few pounds dearest." He simply had no trouble at all entertaining himself should he have to. And that was should... Cradling the skull in his hands still he sent up a howl. It really would be a pity if no one was home after such a splendid welcome mat had been laid out. Though while he was waiting he returned his attention to the skull. "So... how about you showing me the sights after we get ourselves acquainted a bit more?" Words were spoken with a seductive grin and a raised eyebrow. I swear, he really isn't off his rocker.

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