[M] - No escaping your actions

Alaki · 03-18-2011, 02:30 PM

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WARNING This thread contains: mild/strong language from the 3rd post. Reader discretion is advised.

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Back-Dated:Mar 14 2011, 01:30 PM

Kinda sucky as i'm recovering from a dead muse, so sorry if it doesn't make sense in places ¬.¬ And yah, he's gonna be a moody git when he wakes up, lol >.<

In Character

Walking down the familiar underground tunnels and taking in the scents that surround him day in, day out he felt at ease. Then, the scent that was wrecking havoc in his life hit him and his mind finally awoke to reality once again. What would he do today? Spend another day stalking her, making sure she’s okay? He was pretty sure that wasn’t healthy for him, but he feared that if he left her alone for a minute she would do something foolish, again... Really, he wanted to be glued to her side 24/7 but he didn’t deserve to be the one to stand beside her. He had failed her already; because of his negligence she had almost died and it was all his fault.

Guilt flooded through him. Deep down, he knew he should just shrug off the useless emotions he felt towards the white female. But love was a reckless emotion and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t help but love her and fear for her. Even if his one-sided love for her was destroying his life…

Despite his compulsive need to watch over Selene, he found himself leaving the caves and heading out above ground. No matter how strongly he felt the need to stay near her, he had to hunt. For if danger came and he was too weak from hunger to protect her, he would be useless.

Later that day, the dark Dasa had been successful in his hunting; his stomach now full with rabbit. Strangely though, after spending so much time outside he felt as if he should wonder around abit more, instead of running back to his caves and stalking. Now that he was outside and away from Selene, he found his head clearing and he was thinking more rationally.

Slowly he had made his way over to Dawn’s breath; one of the few near-by territories to Anathema he liked to visit when he wanted to be alone. Once there he made a quick and skilfully executed decent until he found himself upon a quiet, isolated, rocky ledge. The rising rocks above the ledge created a shadow, making the ledge a good and safe place to rest; for his dark coat camouflaged well with the shadowed stone that surrounded him. After a few moments of fidgeting, he finally found a comfy spot to lay on and so he did.

It took him awhile to finally relax; his thoughts were a jumbled mess. Eventually though, he ironed them out and had them neatly stacked and organized in his mental office. He’d reached a conclusion; he couldn’t keep following Selene around with his one-sided love. When he got back, he’d tell her how he felt and if she didn’t feel the same way, then he would move on and get on with his life.

That was the plan at least…

Now that he had that issue sorted, he would catch some shut eye and with that his eyes closed and he fell into a light sleep.

Axelle Napier · 03-20-2011, 06:46 PM

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She kept her distance, just in case. LOVE your table, btw Smile

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Today was the day she was going to find this brute called “Alaki.” She’s heard enough talk to kinda know him, and she was going to brave it out and go look for him. She was following the scent of a male she believed to be him for a while now, and it lead her to some unfamiliar territory: Dawn’s Breath, as she believed it to have been called.

Her paws had carried her long distances before, but the steep lands made her feet sore. Every step was close to agony as she carefully padded down the steep, rolling hills. The scent of the male she was following was steadily getting stronger with every mile. Finally, it felt like forever, but she saw a little black dot in the distance. He didn’t seem to be aware of her, and she wouldn’t get close without warning him first, or maybe she should? No, that was what got her in trouble the first time with Kemo, but then again it was also the beginning of a weird friendship along with a few other interesting events.

That was all she wanted from this brute. A friendship. Nothing more. He sounded like an interesting individual from what she had heard about him, and that was the very thing that sparked her curiosity. Now she was following him like a weirdo, and she had finally found him. Well, hoping this was actually the wolf she was looking for. She had never scented him before or even saw him. All she knew was that he had a dark coat and blue eyes.

She circled around the area where he was sleeping. He was on a ledge so it would be easy to speak to him closely, but from a safe distance as well. She padded down the steep hill, and looked up to the small cliff where he was sleeping. She called out to him:

You’re Alaki?

Alaki · 03-20-2011, 08:06 PM

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Thank you ^^ Oh, and don't worry. He won't attack, he honestly cannot use his Katana to save his life >.< It's currently only there for show :p And, this is his equivalent of being nice to strangers :')

In Character

Solitude and sleep were a beautiful combination that resulted in a peaceful mind and happy a very wolf and right at that moment his head was in the clouds, dreaming of hunting a defenceless and very much clueless, rabbit. The small bunny was happily munching on grass, completely unaware of his presence. Just a few more seconds, just a few more he chanted in his head, knowing that soon the rabbit would be filling his stomach. His muscles tensed, ready to propel him forward, he leapt, his mouth wide open to catch the small animal. Closer… closer, he’d almost caught it… Then he woke up.

Forcefully awoken, he twitched a dark ear in an attempt to figure out what had awoken him from his happy dream. At first, he heard nothing aside from the normal sounds of the surrounding nature, but he was to sleepy and soon gave up on the task; he was close to Anathema and hidden well enough, he doubted anyone would be stupid enough to disturb him from his sleep.

His eyes closed once again, his mind drifting back to the rabbit; the scene replayed and just when he was about to catch it he was awoken again. This time to the voice of a female. In response to the call, his eyebrow twitched with irritation, then he reluctantly opened one eye and took in a deep breath; checking first to see if he recognised the female by scent. Surprise, surprise, it was a stranger.

Slowly, in a lazy and somewhat clumsy manner and accompanied by a load groan, he turned over onto his other side to face the direction the voice had come from. One look at the female and he decided he couldn’t be bothered with the whole situation; he wanted to sleep and now that he’d been woken up twice, he was pissed.

The solution to the situation came to him and so with great effort, he lifted an arm and lowered all his fingers but his middle one and kindly said “Fuck off” before he rolled back over and closed his eyes; showing his back to the female to make it clear he did not want to be dealing with her.

A few moments passed, accompanied by the silent rise and fall of his breathing. He hoped that if he remained still, the female would get the message and piss off. Sadly though, since he’d been awoken twice his mind was finally starting to clear, the sleep drifting away along with any lingering happiness it had brought.

Suddenly an alarm bell went off in his head. Quickly, he swung back round to face the female, rising into a low crouch and reaching to his Katana. With the movement, his fair swirled round and partially blocked his sight. God dammit, I should have tied it before leaving! With his free hand, he tucked the annoying stands of hair out of the way, only to be more irritated than he was before.

“Bloody hell! What did you just say and who the fuck are you?” he snarled at the stranger. How did this disrespectful bitch, who has the nerve to wake someone when they are sleeping, know my name he asked himself. He didn’t interact with many others and hadn’t done anything for his name to be hear-say. So why did she know his name? Even more, she must have had a rough idea of his appearance to be able to identify him.

Muscles bunched with irritation, his mood dropping by the second. The sooner this bitch is gone, the better. To make it clear he was not in the mood to be messed around with, he pulled his Katana slightly out of it’s sheath and pulled his lips back to revel sharp white teeth.

The finishing touch was a low, rumbling growl.

Axelle Napier · 03-21-2011, 01:40 AM

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Interesting..

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His reaction wasn’t the one she expected, but then again he was rumored to be a bit… out there. His first answer was one she’d expected from a grumpy, sleeping wolf. She would’ve told herself to fuck off, too, if she was the one sleeping, but no. She wouldn’t fuck off, though; she didn’t really have a good enough reason to find him. Guess the truth will have to be told.

When Alaki’s mind cleared and he realized that she knew his name, his reaction went over the top. He jumped off the rock and unsheathed his weapon while growling. Interesting.. Axelle being in wolf form at the moment wouldn’t stand a chance against an optime with a shiny sword. She would be an ass about it though.

Nice shiny sword you got there.

Of course she kept her distance and stayed where she originally stood. This lunatic was waving sharp objects around. There was no way she would inch closer now. She reclined to her butt in her spot and just watched the man. What did I just say? It will be restated.

I said ‘You’re Alaki?’

The sentence was said in a rather annoyed manner. Annoyed that she had to repeat herself and annoyed that this wasn’t going as smoothly as she imagined it. You never know what you’re gonna get when you’re dealing with crazies. His question remained unanswered. She wanted to make sure this was the right wolf before she went around spreading her real name. Next thing she'll know, she'll have more crazies stalking her.

Alaki · 03-31-2011, 02:02 PM

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Sorry 'bout the delay. Killed my muse again >.< Finally got it back tho xD

In Character

His chest rose and fell heavily as he released a low sigh; he was rather unimpressed. “Stupid bastard, none of them can keep their mouths shut to fucking fuck their mothers” he mumbled under his breath, his voice barely audible to even himself. Further incoherent grumbles came from him until he got the majority of his irritation off his ‘chest’. Blue eyes narrowed slightly, as a pleasant thought crossed his mind; I’m gonna sew the moths shut of whoever has been spreading shit about me. Slowly his eyes focused upon the female before him.

The monotone female that was now the focal point of his wrath was… ordinary. Aside from her split coat he could not note anything extraordinary about her. So why? She was a weak female who seemed to have balls twice the size than half the males he knew and had encountered. His tongue flicked across his teeth at the memory of his many fun encounters; those he encountered normally knew enough about him from simple observation to know not to wake him. Those that he’d spent more time with knew not to approach him when he was in a secluded place.

A frown formed, turning his expression to that of disapproval. If the female had heard about him enough to identify him, then she should know not to approach him the way she had. Maybe she was suicidal? Well… he was more than happy to assist her with her death. A low chuckle came from him at such thoughts; it would seem he’d been approached by a suicidal bitch.

Luck seemed to be back with him or some all-mighty being had directed a fun new toy in his direction. His lips pulled into a smirk “Hrmmm” he hummed out loud as his mind raced, plotting his next few steps. Once his plan was formed, he pulled his Katana free of it sheath and raised the blade in front of him.

Light bounced and reflected of the blade; he found himself lost in the way something so deadly could reflect light so beautifully. With his free hand, he ran a finger slowly and purposefully down the length of the blade’s edge, then raised it and carefully licked the point of the blade. The weapon felt cool upon his tongue and he could feel the sharpness of it.

Deliberately taking his time, he placed the sword back in it’s scabbard. His head fell slightly to the side in a cocky manner, his smirk still in place. “It’s sharp too”.

He was being an arse and he knew it, but then, when wasn’t he an arse? Being ‘nice’ was a foreign concept to him; he could not understand why others felt compelled to be polite and kind. Such positive interaction was boring and resulted in nothing. Finally, his tensed muscles relaxed and he placed his Katana completely into its black scabbard; but one hand remained loosely fixed upon it’s pommel.

It occurred to him that, since the female had called out his name as if it was a question that she only had a vague idea of who he was and that she was looking for him. Maybe I’ll play with her a little.

“Little girls like you shouldn’t be looking for the likes of him. He’s a complete arse.” He said to her, his voice seemingly filled with concern and matching the warning to his words. He paused for effect and considered his next words. “Regardless, why are you looking for him? Needing someone to kill you or has he done something to offend you?”

His acting skills impressed himself; he knew that if anything, he was a convincing liar. He’d play innocent and act as if he was someone else until he knew the female’s motives and who had spoken of him.

Axelle Napier · 04-12-2011, 05:13 PM

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Axelle watched the weird brute play with his sword for a few minutes. He seemed to be really into it, so she sat quietly. She would get into conversation with him if it had to take all damn day. He licked the sword with his tongue, and she wondered if it had cut him. Then when he was finished, he sheathed the sword in its holder and looked up at her. It’s sharp, too.

I bet.

Her words were kind of sarcastic and uncaring. She wasn’t threatened by this wolf, even though she should’ve been. She looked down at the ground and shifted into her Secui form. During, she looked up and noticed him thinking. What is he thinking about? She was pretty sure this was Alaki, but she always wasn’t a hundred percent sure either. His next statement confused her even more. Him? Second person.

Even if this wasn’t the male she was looking for, she wouldn’t totally let him in on why she was looking for Alaki. She looked at him suspiciously. J’adore did tell her he was a manipulative son of a bitch, but she wasn’t too sure of herself now.

He had hurt one of my close relatives.

She lied. She hoped it was a good enough lie. She wasn’t here for revenge, but maybe this would entice him to show himself and hope to injure her. Or something. She dropped the suspicious look, and turned it to a fake curious one now. She would play along, why not?

...And who are you, sir?

Politeness was always a virtue.

Alaki · 04-17-2011, 10:52 AM

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He cocked his head to the side, long strands of dark hair wrapped themselves around his neck and fell in front of his eyes. One of these days I’m gonna have it all cut off, he thought to himself as he placed his hair back, out of the way. “Mhmm” he made the sound, in an attempt to act as if he was thinking, then followed it up with a small nod. “That doesn’t surprise me, git gets around abit and wrecks havoc wherever he goes” he spoke in an even, if somewhat bored, tone. Carefully watching the female, judging her reactions and attempting to read her body language.

For a second, he considered the female’s accusation. Recalling his actions as of late, he tried to find someone whom he had ‘hurt’ recently; he was sure he hadn’t picked a fight or harmed anyone in a while… as far as he could recall that was. Which meant that the female was either lying or misinformed… or he had done something and forgotten all about it. All three were likely options.

But now was not the time to figure out whether he was to blame or not; he concentrated on maintaining his façade, for he need to keep it up until he got more information out of the female. She wasn’t quite on Anathema borders yet, which relaxed him a little, but at the same time, since she wasn’t, that meant he couldn’t simply kill her and justify his actions. If she had approached him nearer the border she would be dead. One way or another… She was very lucky to have met him here.

He looked the female in the eye, continuing on with his little performance. Lifting his shoulders, he shrugged slightly then yawned. “You’re not gonna find him outside of Anathema, that boy be whipped by his misses and doesn’t leave her side. So unless you plan to trespass onto Anathema, I suggest you give up on whatever revenge plots you have in mind.” His voice was neutral, yet his eyes narrowed slightly. “Anathema does not take well to trespassers” he paused, making sure the last part came across. Anathema was his home and he would not have this female trespassing or lurking along the borders looking for him.

“Anyway, to answer your question. I’m Jay. Jay Hayashi” he lied easily, taking up his adopted father’s name. “And yours would be?” He added a slight, gentle smile to the question. Trying to imitate the person he claimed to be.

Axelle Napier · 04-19-2011, 01:11 AM

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Somehow, she was pretty sure this was him… And this motherfucker was lying through his teeth. She could just feel the lies in the air. It was like a big ball of lies floating in the air above them, spinning and looming over. She was pissed. Pissed off that he was such a coward to show himself. If he was this big, almighty Alaki, then why would he make it seem like he was someone else?

Hmm… It seems then that this Alaki wasn’t at all as tough as he was made up to be. Here I am, hoping to meet the big bad wolf that hurt that someone, and all I’m hearing is that he’s a pussy-whipped punk…

She knew this would make him mad, at least a little. No crazy wolf can control their anger, and especially when someone was talking shit right in front of their face. Her eyes narrowed. She was no fool. She’s been through too much, seen to many liars lie to her to actually fall for this little scheme.

Why are you lying to me?

There it was. She said it. He had no reason to hurt her, though he probably didn’t need one, and he still didn’t know her real reason for coming. She was good. She wanted him to show the real him, and not just the front he was putting up to hide his identity. His description was told to her in full and this wolf matched it perfectly. His attitude matched it perfectly. Everything but his scent matched it perfectly because her informer could not have described his scent, but now she knew it.

You’re not Jay.

She totally ignored the part about Anathema because she knew Naniko. That was all she needed, and if anything was going on with her and the other members she was sure Naniko would help her out. After all, she was to be part of the pack soon.

Alaki · 04-19-2011, 01:23 PM

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He listened to her words in silence; simply standing there and letting her continue her little monologue all the way to its end. It would seem her words were most likely intended to irritate him, provoke him somehow or something along those lines, yet he simply stood there, thoroughly amused. After she finished, he flashed her a smile, revelling long white teeth. “Finished?” he asked her, the sarcasm rolling off his tongue.

It would seem the game is up, much to his disappointment. He sighed and pouted slightly, now he’d have to take the situation seriously and deal with it properly. The idea of killing her crossed his mind; a definite way of solving the problem, but messy, with potential future problems. So killing the female wasn’t an option… torturing and maiming on the other hand were fair game.. but weren’t exactly appropriate for the situation.

Which left him little to no option to continue with the lie game. “As I recall, you lied first” he said, indicating to the accusation of hurting one of her relatives; he was sure he hadn’t hurt anyone.. who could be related to her. “But you are rather misinformed if you believe Alaki is a ‘big bad wolf’, as you say.” Just because he admitted that he lied, he did not indicate what he had lied about, nor would he admit to being Alaki.

“So, how about you give me your name and the real reason you are looking for him, before I tell you anything about me. Little girl” he sneered.

Axelle Napier · 04-24-2011, 01:31 AM

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The sarcasm didn’t bother her, his accusation didn’t bother her, however, the fact that he still hadn’t fessed up to his identity bothered her. Did she really look like someone that could do him harm if she knew who he was? Well, she did, and she really didn’t need it to be confirmed by him, but it would be nice. She debated on the fact of telling him the truth. She wouldn’t tell the truth until he told it. Stupid silly games these were.

So, if you aren’t Alaki, how would you know that I lied about him killing a relative of mine?

Which was common sense. How would he know? The brain in a place of secrets. And the secret was in his brain, not anyone else’s. Big bad wolf. Okay, maybe he wasn’t all what he was supped up to be, but he was pretty damn close. A manipulative bastard at that. If Axelle had bumped into him randomly and not had been looking for him, she would’ve fallen for his games.

She figured she’d use her mother’s name for now.

My name is Anette.

That was all he was getting. She still stood by the same story. She didn’t like the tone of his voice and when he called her ‘little girl,’ which the hell she wasn’t, she looked at him with a face equivalent to: (-____-). She stayed seated. He didn’t threaten her in the least.

Alaki · 05-03-2011, 06:07 PM

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Blue eyes narrowed at the name he was given. “Liar” although his words sounded sure, he’d guessed that she to had begun to participate in this game of lies. Amused as he was by how the conversation was going, he was beginning to grow bored of running around in circles and edging the truth. Eventually, someone had to fess up to break the cycle and from the looks of things, that someone was unfortunately going to have to be him.

Shrugging slightly, he lowered himself to the cool stone; crossing his legs and stretching his arms out behind him to support himself. For some reason, whenever he sat upon the ground, one way or another he found himself sitting in the same position, and yet, sitting as he was was rather uncomfortable. He’d picked the habit of sitting as such from Jay and he had yet managed to out grow it.

“Okay, let’s skip the bullshit cus’ I’m growing bored of it. What the hell do ya want with me and if I’ve killed, maimed, injured or insulted anyone of your family and friends, I can assure you that it wasn’t me who initiated the situation and they merely paid the price for their actions.” Probably. The words took up a harsh tone, for he could not be bothered to deal with some prissy female on some renegade mission of revenge and so he hoped that the other had another reason for seeking him out.

Sitting there, he stared at the other impatiently, wanting to get their little encounter over and done with, so he could return to moping about and sulking on his own. “Lemme reintroduce myself then. Name’s Alaki, Dasa of Anathema. Who would you be, oh nosy bitch?” and there he went again, insulting without thinking too much.

Regardless of how many times he talked himself into a situation, he never seemed to learn that something should be only thought and never spoken.

Axelle Napier · 05-03-2011, 11:55 PM

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Liar. Maybe she was. Right now he wouldn’t know, and she probably wouldn’t tell him the real her. Axelle rose to her feet and stepped toward him. He looked bored, probably because of the mind games that were going nowhere. Finally, he fessed up. She would’ve clapped if she could. Now it was time for her to fess up, too.

Very good. As for me, you didn’t hurt any relatives of mine. A friend, but I think he took care of himself. Its not something I would need to take revenge on. I simply came to seek you out because what I’ve heard of you, you seem quite the interesting wolf.

She probably said too much. His head would swell into an enormous ball of pride, and hopefully pop soon after. She was honest, though. He finally spit out the truth about himself, and she finally spit out her reason, but still kept her real name private.

And I love danger…

Probably once again said too much, but screw it. She hadn’t really seen anything from him that provoked her aside from him playing with his shiny toothpick of a sword. Great. She needed more.

His next statement made her growl lowly, but only because it was a low blow. Nosey bitch. Yeah. Her name would remain secret for now because she loved the mind games. Retaliation.

Well, my name is Anette Napier from nowhere. Ruler of all, oh rude bitch.

She said the last line with a playful smile sliding across her lips. She tried to make her introduction sound like his. She probably sounded retarded, though, but she didn’t care.

Alaki · 05-09-2011, 08:57 AM

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The wind picked up slightly and echoed through the rocky terrain. As it reached it’s way up to where he sat, he found his fur ruffled and his hair sent all over the place once more. With the wind, a few birds cried out; no doubt having a better time riding the blowing wind then he was with his conversation.

When his present company confirmed that he hadn’t hurt one of her relatives, he let out a low sigh. He had been fairly sure that none of canines he’d picked fights with resembled the strange one who stood before him, but sometimes there was no telling who was related to who simply through appearance. Now he could relax alittle in the knowledge that the female wasn’t out for revenge. Not that he was all that pleased with the real reason she had sought him out though….

“Ha” a humourless laugh to break the silence and reflect his pleasure in knowing some stranger decided to look for him because someone said he was ‘interesting’… “ interesting huh. You should be more careful; curiosity is a dangerous thing and often has nasty consequences. Gotta say though, you must ‘ave alotta free time to be seeking me out. Care to tell me who this ‘friend’ of yours would be?” So I can slit the slimy gits throat for talking too much…

The inquiry sounded fair to him; he should be entitled to know who was gossiping about him and handing out his description. Again and again his mind went through a list of whom may have spoke of him to this female, to the point he was so absorb in trying to figure out who that he almost missed the last part of the female’s answer. Almost.

‘I love danger’ was a childish thing to say in his opinion. Raising an eyebrow, he shot the female a ‘You’ve gotta be kidding me’ look. “Uh-huh. And everyone says I have a few screws loose. At least I don’t go out looking for danger” since it normally comes to me, knocks on my door and introduces itself, why would he need to look for trouble?

Leaning forward slightly, his usual smug smirk spread upon his lips, taking humour in the others little growl. “Ya know, ya really can’t pull of the sarcastic thing. It just doesn’t work for you”.

Axelle Napier · 05-16-2011, 12:37 AM

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Yup, said too much… She sat there looking at him and feeling the wind weave its way through her fur. It tickled a little bit, but it was kind of a unique feeling. Curiosity is a dangerous thing. She nodded to him. Like she didn’t know what it could do already. Everything that has happened to her probably has made her into this danger loving weirdo. She didn’t mind. She was who she wanted to be, and would stay that way until she had reason not to. ..who this ‘friend’ of yours would be? She would never rat out J’adore. He was too good to her, and with this one she wouldn’t squeak a peep. He didn’t need more stress on his back right now, and she wouldn’t dare give it to him. She smiled and shook her head.

A friend.

Alotta free time to be seeking me out. She was getting bits and pieces out of order. She did have ‘alotta’ free time at the moment. All she did was travel, and to find Alaki she needed to travel. It was like a two in one special.

Yeahh, maybe the danger thing was a little too extra.. She immediately regretted saying that now that he gave her that ‘you gotta be kidding me’ look. She didn’t want to seem like a psycho looking for trouble, but she did enjoy it when she ran into it most of the time. Hell, sometimes she even brought it on herself when times were dull. You can’t pull the sarcastic thing off.

Yeah, I know.

Alaki · 06-06-2011, 10:55 AM

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A twisted smile formed upon his dark lips when his present company refused to inform him of her ‘friend’ even after he had asked so nicely. For a moment, he silent stared at her, blue eyes assessing her and his mind racing as it looked for more angles to try and pry a name from the female. The more he thought about it, the more he found him self displeased with the idea that someone was spreading half assed lies about him; if such whispers were to ever reach the ears of Naniko he would not doubt have to answer to some of his other … situations in which he had kept ever so quite about it. No, he wouldn’t allow that to happen and so he was back to his starting point; he needed a name, so he could silence the source.

“A friend. Must be a dangerous guy if you like him enough to cover his gossiping arse” he mumbled loud enough so that the words could be heard, but in a fashion that it seemed like he was talking to himself; which he could have been for all it matter. All he cared about was results and getting that god damned name.

“Anyway, aside from be a danger loving looney-bin with a few screws loose, surely there was an actual reason you came looking for me? Do tell what tales have been spread about me that have reached your ears.” A smirk spread across dark lips for the Dasa was without a doubt now amused by the situation; always eager to challenge someone with word and mind games. Beneath his unnatural humour, there was also a spark of curiosity, for the black and white one had hinted towards elaborated tales being told about him and he wanted to know exactly what had been said.

“Have I been eating children in their sleep? Assaulting elderly as they sunbathed on the beach?” His pierced ear twitched as his mood gradually became happier by the moment, his previous mood swing become long forgotten to the warrior in training. Such dramatic turns in mood were often for him, as it had always been the case; one moment he may be in blood lust, the next he’d be on the floor laugh, maybe that was why others referred to him as a nut case and similar.

Axelle Napier · 06-07-2011, 01:01 AM

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Axelle watched Alaki silently, without saying a word as of yet. The brute muttered loudly to himself, probably wanting her to hear him, but not wanting to say it directly to her. That’s okay. She knew it was for ‘dramatic effect’. No matter what mind games he tried on her, she would not give up J’adore’s name. Maybe another one, but not J’adore’s. Harlowe. Yeah, he was a good one. She wanted revenge on him, anyway.

Next time he asked, that’s the one she would give out. Harlowe D’Angelo.

His next statement didn’t bother her. It was true, and she knew it. So did he. Moment of truth, really.

Not many. I just heard about you, and you sounded interesting. That’s all.

Shit. That was too easy. She had to add more.

And…..

Aah, maybe too much was said. In her mind, there was an evil smirk, but on her face there was nothing.

Aah, nevermind.

There was too much at stake to say what she had already forgotten. What was it she was going to say anyway? She put her thinking face on for a moment and thought hard on the subject. Then she gave up. She’d truly forgotten. What a tragedy.

The brute before her began to get slightly happier. Interesting. Mood swings, here we go. This should be appealing now. Eating children? Did he really? She shrugged her shoulders, and feeling a kink somewhere in there, she rolled them making several cracking noises before standing on her four legs. She decided to shift into Optime, and within a few minutes she was a lot taller and interestingly colored than before. Same colors, but split in half a better way now.

It was time for a proper introduction. She wasn’t going to tell him who informed her of him, but she would tell him her real name. She walked closer to him, but still kept a distance. Maybe after his reaction to that, she would tell him her real name.

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