hold me down for we are no longer the same

Halo Lykoi · 01-05-2011, 04:55 AM

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The mighty, hollow rooms of the impressive mansion had managed to hold on to their dusty tranquillity, though several members of the infamous coyote clan treated it as their precious home. Halo was not one that particularly bothered to check up on things that were not owned by her, but she adored the immerse house and did her part in keeping the place clean and repairing the minor flaws that age brought forth within the building’s full innards. Everyone knew each other more or less, and Halo more or less got along with the majority of the rest of the canines that had accommodation behind the villa’s grand shell. There were, of course, some that she would never be able to stand the faces of, but the house was large enough for two creatures to avoid each other if they wished. There were others that she wished she could lay her ruby coated eyes upon more often, like a particular male that lived on her floor.

The Inferni princess assumed they were both busy living their lives, but her heart wished for him to be a larger part of hers. Perhaps it was difficult for the male to decide where this relationship of theirs was going. The Triarii was certain of what she wanted, but could not bear to assume the male’s goals for this. However, she did not harbour the maddening insecurity of not being able to properly guess her feelings. Halo could never consider her fully certain of things that were valuable and close to her heart, but she knew that there was no one but her in his life at the moment. The knowledge alone was enough to let champagne bubbles rise from the pits of her stomach. It made her so much more greedy though, but she did not want to intrude on the male’s privacy.

The door leading into her bedroom was quietly closed behind the female as she walked out into the hallway. Right now she did not have many concrete matters to attend to, and whenever she had some spare time she wished to use them on something productive. The warrior hated not having anything to do, and her steps led her further into the hallway of the second floor. Curiosity was instant when noise travelled. Ears instantly flattened in distinct dislike at this intrusive noise she was witnessing. As always, it was not difficult to anger the copper painted woman with the dark auburn hair, and deep scarlet held that open reluctance already as she picked up her pace in pursuit to find the guilty pile of dirt that disturbed the quiet of her home. She had lived here the longest and had in the meantime obtained the highest rank of all, directly under her beloved leaders. She was extremely content with the rank as the head warrior.

She recognized the voice now, and was furious to realize that it was Cassius that was making all the fuzz. The sound revealed that it was in his room he had chosen as the spot of his raging fit. The woman felt slightly hesitant within, but her body’s movement was firm and angry as she stomped down the corridor towards the screaming. It was odd though, and she was not certain if he deserved her immediate anger. The purple eyed man had never really proven all that difficult, and had always been friendly and somewhat timid when she had met him. Well, perhaps not, for his personality had suggested instability in the past, and perhaps he had finally hit the wall and exploded. It certainly sounded like that was what had happened. This did not frighten her the least, but she detected worry within as well. She was not certain if she could describe him as a friend, as they so rarely ran into each other, but he was a friendly enemy that occasionally interfered with her life, and he was part of the clan after all. She was supposed to protect them.

Her short journey brought her up to the loft he possessed, though she had heard no noise and detected no presence from his room lately, and arrived just in time to see the man insert a strong willed fist into the hard wall. Eyebrow lifted, though not with horror. What the fuck was wrong with the dude. Nostrils flared as she drew in the disgustingly sweet scent of sickness. She wanted to stomp in and demand where the hell he had been and why he was acting like fool, but the vague scent made her amend her thoughts, and instead she took a step backwards. Was he crazy? ”Cass?” she asked, voice revealing her bewilderment about the scene she had walked into. She had not signed up for any of this, but she did not have the option of turning her back on him once this madness had been discovered. This was her fucking house, and it was not possible for her to abandon a scene where one of the mansion’s scarce inhabitants had gone mad.

She shook her head slightly, though remained by the opening. She stayed there, unwilling to interact much as long as she did not have control of the situation. She was extremely deadly, and did not fear the man if he suddenly was to lunge at her, but she was not willing to hurt an Inferni member just because he was insane. He was an individual she tolerated, and therefore she did not want to have to go into a physical quarrel with him. If she ever felt the need to beat someone of her own clan up, she would only have to seek out one of the less bright ones, and she knew them all by name. Her red gaze reeled; turned to gaze in the direction of where she had come from. She did not want to deal with this alone if he was a complete madman. He needed someone that could help, not her.

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