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WARNING This thread contains: strong language, drug usage, or strong sexual content starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

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OOC: p. Lilana -- Only by NIN was my inspiration for this thread. +5
I just made you up to hurt myself.

He'd met the woman's child. He couldn't help but be saddened that the child was not his. He also was jealous in his mind. He tried not to think about it but the more he tried not to think about it, the more he thought about it and the more and more jealous he would get. He didn't know who the father was either, so it was not like he could go out and be all crazy at the father or anything. He couldn't do anything about it. Nothing at all. The only thing he could do was be the woman's friend and help her with what she needed help with. That would have something to do with getting her food when she needed it, and making sure her traps (when set up) were effective and doing their job. For now, the male wanted to keep his mind off of those things that he had no control over, so he had put the gas mask over his face and he had made his way with his bag of supplies and his steed, out of Inferni Packlands. Inferni wouldn't miss their Imaginifer for a day he figured, and maybe he would be able to visit Ember and get some of this steam blown off or something. He lit the bowl of marijuana that was in his gasmask as he had ridden his steed down a river side. Inhale, hold, and slowly exhale. The gasmask let the smoke filter through the vents in the bottom of the mask. He slowly breathed in breath of fresh air, the mask suctioning on his face as he did so, and then he slowly exhaled again before taking another hit.

The Pictou River was a place that the Imaginifer had not visited until now, so it was quite the treat for him to see such a beautiful place now, and if almost had him becoming calmer and calmer about the things that plagued the rust male's mind. He felt a small peace coming onto him not only because of his surroundings, the peaceful air around him, but also because the THC was quick to take his fleeing mind into it's grasp. He took another deep breath of the fresh air before he would continue to smoke. Maschine moved along under his master, the smoke not bothering him none since he sometimes would get as stoned as his master. Maschine aimlessly wandered around, his master not caring where the two ended up. It was true, Cotl didn't care where they ended up, who they ended up with. He had to not care about something. He had been doing nothing but caring lately, and it was tiring him out. He didn't need to care so much. He shouldn't care so much, so why was he doing just that lately? Cotl needed to just get away from it all for now. The Marijuana was taking off the edge of the world, and successfully pulling him out of the drama, our of the caring part of him that wanted to care still, while his other half of him, the one who hated caring, was sitting there, waiting for the pot to wake it up. He didn't need that to be the only thing that made him not care. He needed to go back to that part of him being the dominant part. He would eventually fall back into old habits. He knew that he would eventually.




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WC:410(2 points) OOC: OH NOES ALIEN!!!



Liliana had to get away from everything for a little while she’d been training her horse with succession. she had no doubts that she could do it, she was quite confident in her ability to train horses. Grace was a lovely horse too, her temperament was just right. She was just like her namesake, graceful, glorious and beautiful. Today she’d figured it was time for a long walk with her horse. She’d borrowed a saddle and saddle bags, maybe she’d scavange some on her own, but for now that’s all she had. She made sure she had provisions for her and Grace before she set off even a few small bottles of liquor, she didn’t know what kind, she just knew it tasted good. That’s all that mattered to her. She whistled the whole trip feeling free as the horse carried her through the lands, then she found the river, well there were many but this one… it seemed so tranquil. She’d been learning the names of places and different parts of the souls area, but she hadn’t learned the name of this river, it didn’t matter, it was nice. She decided to stop at one of the pools that was made by the falling waterfall. She touched the ice cold water, shivering. Well not a good idea to swim, but she could dip her feet in. She did so feeling the coolness of the fresh water rise up through her limbs. She closed her eyes, and listened to the sound of the distant water fall. Her companion moved close to her and drank from the pool. Liliana looked at the chestnut mare. But her attention didn’t stay on the horse. Out of the corner of her eye she saw another horse, and atop of it was… was it a wolf? No, the face was all wrong, it was an alien! She jumped up at the sight of him, and froze in fear. What should she do? Had he seen her? She saw the smoke come out of the … was it a mouth? Did it breath fire? Like a tale she’d heard from a cavern? She stood stock still in hopes that the thing hadn’t noticed her get up, but she hadn’t taught the horse not to call attention to herself. The horse seeing the other one held her head up high, staring at the horse, then called a greeting, only a soft nicker. Maybe they didn’t hear it?

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Eroding all your freedoms. Down the rabbit hole.


Cotl had come into a clearing, Maschine coming to a stop for a moment as the rider had pulled back on the reigns. His eyes had gone to the other side of the river for a moment, the male not really paying any attention to his surroundings at the moment. He took the lighter to his bowl and then inhaled. He took the last hit before he had cashed the bowl and he had held the smoke. About twenty seconds later he had let it come from his mouth again before he had turned his head back to the front of the horse. His hand had already gone to the back of his head to unhook the straps of the gas mask. He loosened it before he had taken the mask from his face, to reveal his pierced face and ice-fire eyes. Those sharp orbs looked at the woman who stood there with a big look of shock on her face, the other being, another equine had called out to Maschine. The stallion turned his painted skull at the mare and looked at her better. Blue eyes looked over the mare and he gave a small snort to the mare. Cotl tipped over the mask and patted it to get the ashes out of the bowl before he stuck his pinky into the bowl and scooped out whatever else ash that hadn't come out. The rust male did not say anything to the woman yet, simply because he was busy at the moment. He blew in the bowl to clean it out once more before he would reach into his bag and take out his jar of marijuana.

It was then, his fire-ice eyes had fallen back on the pretty hybrid woman in front of him. With the amount of fur the woman had, he knew she was not full wolf. She was part dog. Cotl thought a little bit about what kind of dog she could be, his eyes went back down to his jar of pot and his fingers. He picked up some bud and he put it into the bowl of the gas mask before he twisted the cap back on the jar and then slipped it back into his bag that was on his side. Cotl then gave a little rumble as his maw curled into a devious smile. Cotl would twitch his neck and then gave a rough throat clearing before he could speak. Now vho ist dis one in front of mich? words were mixed with English and German. Cotl would sniff the air before speaking again. Anivayan? Any freunde auf -SCHEISS-Ember ist ein freund to mich. the male spoke to the woman, the already stoned coy-dog not minding the woman. Aniwaya was one of his favorite packs, and if he wasn't already in the clan, he probably would be welcome in Aniwaya, least, that's what Ember told him once upon a time. He almost wondered how the woman was, since he had not seen her in a few months now. Not since maybe before the war was over...No...Maybe it was right after the war was over. Whichever one it was, Cotl knew it had been about two or three months since he had seen the woman. Maybe it hadn't been that long then. He didn't know. Though he figured it might be good to check on her sometime just to be sure that Haku hadn't gotten his hands on her or something like that. But then again...He probably would have heard about it by now if something did happen to the Aniwayan leader.

OOC: :o +5


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She couldn’t believe what she was seeing, suddenly the alien was taking off it’s face… wait a second, she realized how stupid that sounded when she saw the thing was in fact not an alien but a wolf. It was definitely a relief. When he started talking though, she had to really listen through the thick accent, and then discern what was English and what wasn’t. and when all was said, she stood there, looking rather bewildered, but she got through what he said soon enough… a friend of ember? Who was that? She’d yet to meet this Ember, but she wasn’t about to say that to this wolf who, well sort of scared her, probably because of the mask he was wearing.
Um… My name is Liliana

Lili said, her accent seemed null and void compared to his, but she still had one, although it wasn’t thick only a few of her letters were highlighted, not by her own choosing, it was the way the young woman grew up.

Wh-Who are you?

She moved closer to her horse, a very interesting colored horse, she was chestnut with a Flaxen mane and tail, which were nearly so white they were see through. If she had to, at a moments notice she’d jump on the mare and they would be off. Grace was graceful, and quick, but she didn’t know anything about this wolf’s horse. he greeted her nice enough, she was still rather scared of the unknown and he was by far an unknown. Her heart had calmed down now that she knew he wasn’t an alien, but she wondered what he was doing with it when he had it on, she saw him wiping whatever it was out of the helmet thing before putting it away, it really was a curious object.

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Eroding all your freedoms. Down the rabbit hole.


The woman would speak her name, and it would seem as if the woman was still weirded out by him, or at least weary of him. Everyone always was weary of him, even if he meant no harm, like now. Cotl always, always drew a line of defense when others looked at him the way she was looking at him now. Did she not realize that she was bigger than him, and he would only be dangerous with his teeth and claws? She also just could have been a timid creature, but this did not pass the mentality of the male because he was rather ignorant to the feelings of another. The male would keep his mounted status on the top of his stallion as the two stood in front of the woman. She would stumble over her next words to ask him who he was. Cotl put a stupid, stoned grin on his normally frowned face. He found her timid nature to be rather funny, and his stoned mind wasn't able to be sensitive about the sober mind of another. Cotl Ulrich, Imaginifer auf Inferni. the male would speak and wink at the woman, his maw curved into a devious smile as he sat there. His smile never really held an innocent look you could say, but of course, someone who didn't know him, would not know this. The poor newbies. Cotl let a -NYEH- come from his throat as he sat there, on top of his steed still. The small male had pointed a nose to her.

How ist Anivaya? No trouble-FICK SCHIESS- from any oder packs, ja? you could say that Cotl would be protective of the Aniwaya pack, simply because they were the peacekeepers, and he was friends with One of two leaders of the pack. He actually would love to meet the mastermind behind the pack, or at least the chief, weither he was the mastermind or not. Cotl then started to wonder what the woman was doing so far north of her packlands. Right ear would twitch back as he looked at the woman. You are far from home too,-NYEH- vhat's up? the male would ask, a pierced brow rising curiously at the wolf-dog. It wasn't too often that he would find an aniwayan so close to Inferni, no matter how good the terms between the yote and the wolf that would be meeting. He'd never seen Ember traveling so far away to meet him, she had other business to attend to than to waste time going to the Inferni borders to be hassled by some asshole until Cotl could come and tell any stupid asshole otherwise. Pretty mare. he would speak to the woman, letting his eyes fall on her equine for a moment before looking back to her.

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WC: 399 (2 Points) OOC: Stupid shy wolves, should be dunked in water >.>


His introductions were slightly longer than hers, and she could tell he was from Inferni, a place she had crossed through once and would never really try to again, with the heads of wolves lining certain areas of the packlands borders. Her nervousness lightened a little. She took a little while to register what he was saying and smiled a little, he seemed fond of her pack, which wasn’t a bad thing, he did mention an ember… but she didn’t know much of the pack herself.

I enjoy Aniwaya very much, and I have had nothing but good fortune with the other packs as well.

She said, her hand was on Grace, but she didn’t look like she was ready to leap. She always was but she knew if he was going to get up and eat her he’d have done it already. His next question was quite understandable, but she took her time in gathering the answer, with a shrug she stated.

I have wandered all my life… I enjoy getting out and about once in a while, I felt it was a good time for a short outing.

She said. A nervous smile on her face she looked at the male’s horse, who was as beautiful as it got, but she knew better than to walk up to someone elses horse and when he mentioned hers she held a very happy grin.

Thank you, she chose me, she’s been a very wonderful companion. Your horse. he is as handsome as they come.

She said, this was coming from a pretty good horse expert, although she doubted he knew she was, but she hoped her timidness and shyness would leave… she hadn’t been like this with other wolves lately, but then again… the other wolves were female… or males in her own pack… but even then she had been rather shy of some of them. Maybe she was scared of men? Well she didn’t really have a reason. She let herself calm down a little thinking how nice he was being right now, so that things would be ok, she looked at the pool then back to Cotl.

It is fair beautiful here. I wouldn’t mind sharing the company.

She said, her voice a little skittish, but still a welcome call to the male, if he wanted to relax and let his stallion have a rest.

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OOC here: sorry for the wait and the shortness. +3

She confirmed that the pack wasn't having any trouble, and that she enjoyed staying there. Cotl nodded his stoned head and held that devious grin on his maw. She would move on to speak that she was a wanderer all of her life until she joined Aniwaya and she was just used to it. Cotl did not know what it was like to wander and wander, he only knew what it was like to sneak out of a den every day so he could at least get some food other than the nasty fish that the elder would insist on him eating (he often gave it to the feline that lived with him long ago, and he got rabbits at night when he snuck out) but needless to say, the woman knew more about wandering than he, for he had only had two real big moves. From his home with his parents, to the elders, to Nova Scotia. That was it. There was barely any wandering going on from those times also because as soon as he hit Inferni soil, he did find himself a home there. There had been, however the times in NS that he had wandered to Aniwaya and to the other packlands, and to Halifax, but he always had a home. He never had to travel until he fell asleep. Cotl nodded his head lightly as she spoke about her mare. Cotl had chosen Maschine over a larger horse because of the difficulty of trying to mount Maschine. The other horse he was to choose from were either huge, or just not what he was feeling. Maschine had need the most perfect horse for the male so far though, Cotl didn't even mind that the male was not a battle horse. She would also comment on his own Maschine, which did put a sense of pride in his body as he sat there on his horse.

It would surprise him slightly for the woman to invite him to stay for a little bit, and Cotl accepted such offer by dismounting his horse and once his paws hit the ground, he would stand straight and as tall as he could without over stretching himself. He would move slowly towards the woman, his gasmask on the top of his head as he walked over, and his bag on his side. He would sit down towards the water's ledge, and stick his feet in the water for a little bit before he would look back to the woman. I dunno if you are a tattoo or piercing girl, but that's mein job in Inferni, und I trades for the service if you are interested. he spoke, clearing his throat and twitching his left ear for a moment before he gave the woman a stoned smile.



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WC:--- OOC: I shall punish you by making mine shorter Wink



Liliana was feeling much more relaxed now, happy that he accepted her invitation. She watched as he dismounted, noting that he was a little shorter than she was, and he stood near her, not next to, thank goodness, she was still rather nervous as it was. Liliana listened as he spoke of his profession, and thought of the wine, would that be payment? She wondered, she’d seen wolves’ with piercings, and was rather interested and having something of the like done. She went to her pack where he’s stored her wine and pulled out two bottles.

I have two of these, I wasn’t going to drink them all myself, I won’t be sad if I parted with one, and maybe we can both have a drink from the other?

She offered. Smiling at him, if he could give her a piercing it would be rather interesting to figure out how she’d look with one. She went through her mind, thinking of the earring’s she’d seen on her travels. She’d seen the eyebrow piercings and thought that one would probably look good on her. She didn’t think of the pain it would cause at the moment. She looked at Cotl seeing if he’d be up to the task. It would be an interesting addition to her adventurous tales.

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OOC here: +3

His eyes were cast out to the water for a minute as his steed had wandered near the water himself and he had tilted his large neck down to the water for some mountain water. Cotl would draw his attention back to the woman suddenly when he heard her rummaging through something. The beast would turn toward the fem and she spoke of trading alcohol for something. Cotl nodded his head to the arrangement, though he would speak words about it. Dat depends on vat you vant.-SCHEISS- Piercing, tattoo? Ich kann dos Piercings here und now, Du komm to Inferni if you vant tattoo. the man spoke to the woman, nodding his head lightly as he would take out his jar of rings that he had left from the last person he did piercings on (which was Kansas, Ember's brother). It's been awhile since he had done a piercing on someone, but he's done plenty in his life to be comfortable with almost any place on the body except for maybe the male genitals, but that was because the last thing he wanted was having to touch another man's penis. It just...wasn't attractive to him. But yes, he has pierced a few penises in the past, needless to say, he was not into licking himself clean of any dick blood that would get on him. This was all besides the point though.

The man would push his hair out of the way to show her what extent he had pierced himself (his long hair often covered his eyebrow) and he would draw attentions to his ears and lip as well. Dese are die more popular piercings-NYEH- dat Ich kann dos. the male spoke to the woman, pretty much showcasing himself as an example of what he could do since he didn't have any of his real tattoo examples of his own besides the one on his leg that he did himself. His other two tattoos were done by his Centurion, Kaena Lykoi, partially as practice and the other was a favor that he would probably have to repay later on if she decided that he needed to. Die bigs ear holes takes mores dann ein visit. -RAPE RIOT- Lips, brow, small ear holes are on spots. Tattoos are both dhose vine bottles. he would tell her as well, probably being greedy, but tattoos did take longer to do and Cotl was a heavy drinker, so he figured that it was justified enough in that sense. Mein tattoo examples valk arounds too much. Ich dids do dis one on my thigh, buts mein oders vere done by mein freund. the man would turn around and show the woman the one that said "Fuck me!" on the inside of his leg before he looked up at her from where he was sitting. Vas you vant?



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WC: --- OOC: Short post is … short!



She listened to him talk, and watched as he showed her his piercings. Wow there were lots of places to put them. He talked about tattoo’s but Liliana knew that through her thick fur… one of those couldn’t be seen. She smiled a little though when she saw his tattoo to let him know it was.. well nice. She couldn’t understand what it said. The words on his back were nothing but gibberish to her. She’d grown up with wild parents, and in turn was quite illiterate for it. When he asked her what she wanted she smiled, still thinking of the same thing.

Piercing on my eyebrow. I don’t need anything too fancy,

She said, smiling handing him one of her wine bottles happily. He’d already gotten his tools out so he was quite willing to do the trade right now. She was in an impulsive mood today. A stranger that wanted trade was something to help her with her impulse. She might actually be glad he came for all he was quite… well different. She could tell in his actions, but she doubted he wasn’t apt with what he said he was. At least that was what she was telling herself in her mind.

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OOC here: You gave me permission to pp them doing the piercing, and then to close this thread over PM. +5

The woman obviously knew what she wanted, even when he had been babbling on and on and on about the tattoos and piercings because she just patiently waited him to shut the fuck up before she finally spoke about what she wanted from him. She wanted a simple eyebrow piercing. The eyebrow was one of the more popular piercings he has done over and over and over again. If he had to count all the different faces that he had pierce, it would be a lot. Well over twenty by now he figured. He was too lazy to count, and too busy within the current situation at hand to do so either. Cotl motioned for the woman to sit down, and when she did, Cotl would stand up so that he would be able to easily do his job. She would hand him the bottle, and he would take it, and place it on top of this sling backpack and he would take the needle in one hand and then he approached the woman. He would then tip the woman's head up. Looks up at mein chin. the man would tell her and make sure she did before he would take a clawed hand to her face and he pinched her brow flesh to find the spot that he would be piercing at. -NYEH- Take ein deep breath in the man spoke, he took the needle to her skin.

The first pop of skin would happen when he would push with enough force to get into her flesh. He would continue to push through the skin and once it had emerged on the other side, he pushed the needled to where it was straight through her flesh. She cringed under it, and once he had gotten it all the way through, he backed up for a moment and grabbed the jar again. He twisted open the cap and he had stuck his hand into it (being careful not to get stuck by the needles) and he fished out a ring for the eye brow. Cotl made quick work after he had fished the ring out and he had moved back over to the woman. He removed the needle and he had shoved the ring in like it was nothing. There was blood, which would stain Cotl's ivory fingers. Once he had gotten the ring situated, he put the balls on the end of them and then stepped back and a wicked smile was on his face as he twitched and then nodded his head. All dones. the man had told the woman and he then moved away from the woman and moved over to the water and dipped his needle and hand into the water to rinse it off. Once he had finished rinsing it off, he returned the needle to the jar and then looked to the woman and took the wine bottle ant took the top from it. He sniffed it and swirled it in it's bottle before he lifted it to his lips and he had taken a taste before he looked to the woman. Join mich, it'll take avay -FUCK GIT- die pain the man asked the woman and she would agree, taking her second bottle and clanging with the man's and then the two drank together.

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