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Arachnea's Revenge, Machidael Lykoi
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(WARNING: much messy accent experiments to come. such embarrass. so wow. >.>;)

A little side-striped figurine, delicate against the backdrop of mighty tree's, stood at the lake with crystalline water up to his pale ankles as he revealed thoughts to the open air, "I'f seen mohr wata in da las month din all de wata i'f seen in ma whole life- dis land is veree veree diffaront dan home!" He took a few steps further and the water quickly reached his chest. He chuckled, I did not say it was a bad ting." and splashed the water in celebration. He bit at the spray of droplets created by the commotion and dove beneath the surface like a playful otter. As he skimmed the bottom and swam further and further his lungs felt fit to burst like little over-inflated balloons.

When he was a good ways out he resurfaced and took a huge breath and treaded water with the grace of a drowning vermin. For someone so short the middle of a lake might as well be an abyssal ocean, but he was not worried about the immensity of the world around his minute body- in fact he reveled in the tininess of the body he'd been blessed with. He had an all-access path to secret, little worlds within the world at large.

The jackal doggy-paddled back towards shore, occasionally dipping beneath the surface to analyze the crystal clear floor of smooth pebbles, when one in particular caught his eye. There were so many shiny beautiful pebbles that seemed to glint despite the overcast evening sky, but the one he noticed was like a tiny black hole sucking up all the light. He reached for it and could hardly believe how dense and smooth it felt against his paw pads. He gripped it tightly in one paw and swam underwater until he could no longer hold his breath. Once more Sababu resurfaced, and stood knee-deep in mother nature's lovely, cool bathtub.

He was close to the shore, soaking wet, and quite pleased with the find hidden in his tightly-grasped paw, but there was something tugging at the strings of his subconsciousness... a presence nearby. Without question he quickly squatted so that his full body was hidden beneath the surface. The tip of his head, and enough nostrils to allow shallow breaths, was all that showed. He grew squint-eyed and flat-eared, so that he could easily be mistaken for one of the many large round rocks poking up from the lake's shallows. The only movement came from the micro-ripples that flitted around the exposed tip of his muzzle.

He watched, and he waited...
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His horse, it turned out, was not worth much. Pretty as she was, the man had looked in her mouth and declared her unfit for trade, too old to be of any use to anyone. Machidael found that hard to believe, for she hadn't even passed ten years. That idiot trader had known nothing -- and that was why Machidael carried the trader's severed hand, and led behind Meryre another horse to add to his collection. It was better for the horse -- a creamy-colored mare -- to be with Machidael. At least he knew what was what with a horse.

This new one was nothing special, herself. Thick of body and tall, she was what Machidael might have wanted in size, but she was also too thick of body. She was not ugly, exactly, but she certainly was not the lean, dainty-hoofed desert horse Machidael so desperately desired. The rust-hued jackal would perhaps grant this horse to Sepirah, taking for one of his sons Maatkare. The Black Appaloosa would suit Rekhyt far better than his mother. Machi paused beside a lake, tugging the rope so his new charge would know to step forward and drink. It was perhaps too early to think of his sons riding horses -- they were months away from even shifting -- but Machidael did not turn down such an opportunity as the trader had presented.

The water rippled strangely, though. The day was warm and the breeze did not stir the surface of the lake further out -- yet here, ripples lapped at the stones dotting the shore, bouncing back from them to intersect with other ripples. Machi stared down at it, thoroughly confused by the seemingly small anomaly.

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He saw the horses first. The mere sound of hoof-scrape on rock sent his heart into trilling throes. He bit his submerged lip and tried not to move, lest he plummet over panic's edge. As Sababu's inner world spiraled into chaos the only sign was a silent quickening of the ripples at his breath. His worst nightmare was coming to life, because the large creatures were led by a towering canine figure. He daren't open his eyes more to get a better read on the species. He guessed by the height that he was dealing with a coyote. Good news, it's not a wulf. Bad news, it's a bloodeeee coyote. Fook.

The trio stood a stone's throw away from his hiding spot in the wide open lake. From what he could make out of the supposed coyote's silhouette it had oriented towards him. Shit. Shit. Shitshitshit. SHIT. Fear pushed him closer to the edge of the panic cliff, but he fought to maintain footing on psychic solid ground. He fought so hard his little body began to tremble, noticeably. Shit on all dat is holy! Stones don't vibrate unless de earth quakes. I em a ded man. Tiny ripples danced madly around Sababu as a he clung to the black pebble in his fist as if he could squeeze salvation out of it. He prayed to a thousand Gods in a thousand universes for a miracle to pull him out of the pile of deep shit he squatted in.
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Hey, Machidael growled, his voice low and throaty. Not stupid, Machidael. Know there. He hopped off of Meryre's back and let the lead drop. She was not a beastly sort to run away from him as Bethesda did. The jackal took a few steps forward into the water. His summer skirt sat high on his thighs, enough that he did not need to worry about getting wet. Water, you. Come out. He was unafraid -- that which would hide, and beneath water at that was no foe at all. Cowardice was not something to fear.

He stomped his foot and made his own splash. The horses behind him looked up, peering curiously, but only drank and grazed the soft grasses that grew beside the lake. Machidael had figured on stopping here a while -- but it would not do to do so with an enemy lurking so near. Whether that enemy was to be feared or not mattered little -- as a raider and a jackal, Machidael could not allow such to go unpunished.

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The voice spoke directly to him from where it sat atop the horse. He watched, wide-eyed now but still unmoving, as the lithe form leapt down from its hoofed keep and walked towards the water. The slightest confusion crossed his features when he realized this was an incredibly jackal-like man. Minuscule drops of water splashed his brow as the beast stamped its foot defiantly in the lake. The water at Sababu's back sloshed as he ungracefully startled backwards.

He reverted to the bad habit of taking orders from peckish fellows by raising himself out of the water while still cowering. The little jackal raised both hands above his head, black stone gripped tight, and looked away in the universal canine gesture for appeasement. He cried out, "Sorree, sorree!" Slowly he peered up through the crack between his crossed arms at the one before him, and spoke more boldly this time, "I mistook ya for a wolf." He looked away and his brow lowered as a growled out loud at the thought of those foul masters- his foul masters. His arms returned to their sides after smacking the water with a paw in a fit of angry remembrance. He looked up and exclaimed earnestly, "Wolf do bad ting to Sababu. Wolf big. Sababu tiny. See why hide? Not tink stupid." He hadn't even realized he was speaking like the one who spoke to him.
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The growl had his hackles starting to raise, when the jackal -- he was a jackal, and wholly so -- slapped the water. He spoke of wolves, and Machidael understood. He was not a jackal in truth -- coyote and wolf and dog ran in his veins, from his father's family. He would not stoop to insulting his father, but he could still lament his hybrid blood. He might have been a jackal -- was meant to be a jackal -- but in some cruel twist of fate, Sutekh had been born into a hybrid's body. He understood, though he disliked being reminded of it.

Jackal, you, Machi said. Jackal, Machidael Sutekh Lykoi. Prince. The title was tacked on dully, as he did not feel very princely in the presence of a pureblood. In Kermes, his mixed heritage had been his downfall, the thing that had kept him beyond and outside of everyone else -- surely, it had been that. The rust-hued jackal frowned at the other jackal and stepped back onto the dry shore, waving. Do you speak Arabic? Come out of the water, join my camp. He hadn't gotten it quite set up yet, but it was no matter -- the gesture was more symbolic than anything to the coal-streaked raider.

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ooc. ok *tapes mouth shut* :x p.s. hover for translation.

ic. Sababu was conditioned to mindlessly participate in biological classism from an early age. The seed of scorn planted in his baby brain grew and twisted between the folds as they developed, so that it eventually became one with his cerebrum. Hate was a reflex, like a tap on the knee sending a violent spasmodic kick to the lower leg. The sight of such creatures sent his psyche up the wall and made his flesh crawl.

He allocated pureblood and close-to-pureblood wolves and coyotes as the dregs of society. The jackal before him showed obvious hints of hybrid blood, but even someone has trigger-hateful as Sababu could look passed such deformities. He relaxed his shoulders and donned a more confident, upright posture. "Ja, hallo Prince Machidael Sutekh Lykoi. I am seemply Sababu" He found the royal salutation to taste silly in his mouth, but he would save the jocular attitude for when he had a better taste of the prince's humor. He wiped away drops of water from his face and listened to the half-unintelligible Arabic. He got the basic understanding. As he plodded out of the water he shook his head, "Undastand betta dan speak. Het jy Afrikaans verstaan nobe Zulu​​?"

He shook his limbs one by one and followed the man and his horses to the camp. His nervousness had completely melted away, not so much because of a trusting attitude towards stranger, but because he trusted his own instincts for safe guidance. Sababu was starved of kinship as well as food, and prayed for a little bit of both at the end of this day.
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No, Machi said, shrugging his shoulders. Only the mother tongue of Arabic, and some of this savage tongue they speak here. Maybe a few words, but if you speak English, I will understand you. He was happy enough, however, to communicate in his native tongue. He did not know enough English to express himself well -- and, consequently, most who met him that did not understand his Arabic likely thought him an idiot for it. It did not matter -- they were the savages, and they ought to have been happy to listen to the jackal's civilized tongue.

Machidael set about making a fire. There was a deadfall nearby where he might have branches large enough for burning -- but for now, it was kindling and twigs he sought. When he'd gathered enough, he set to sparking it. It is not a good place for jackals, this world of wolves, he said. We must protect ourselves, yes? he added. His family was of the utmost importance to him, of course -- his family superseded any jackals he might protect -- but Machidael had not entirely forgotten his raider companions, either. There were many in the world he might have as allies.

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<li>Adopt Machidael's babies with <a href="http://wiki.soulsrpg.com/index.php?n=Characters.MirutesMwinyi">Mirutes</a> (via <a href="http://wiki.soulsrpg.com/index.php?n=Characters.SepirahLykoi">Sepirah</a>): son <a href="http://wiki.soulsrpg.com/index.php?n=Characters.OssidaelLykoi">Ossidael</a> is playable 25 Sept. Creepy god-complex children, yes? Yes!</li>
<li>Pretty much always open for plots of nastiness (attacks, creeping, etc.). Also flings, raunchy sex, etc.</li>
<li>Machidael has large quantities of <b>opium</b> for trade, as well as <b>baby Cape Cobra</b> snakes.</li>
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ooc. apologies for taking a million years. video game addictions AND foster puppies = a lot of work! @_@

ic. He was still dripping wet and feeling quite chilled even in the mild weather. The quicker the fire was started the better, so he dashed around collecting twigs for the fire. He threw a fistful onto the pile and watched the Arabic-speaker light the fire using a method he didn't quite understand. He never really had a need for fire back home, but in this land there were mysterious seasons that seemed to require the hot flames. As he reminisced about the weather back home the other jackal spoke up again. He nodded wholeheartedly, "Ja, we jackals mus steek togetha. Wulf give no reesun to trust." He snorted as he knelt across from Machidael and the fire to get as close to the young flames as possible. He was instantly mesmerized by the bright, hot flickers of a miniature sunset in the nest of twigs. He had only witnessed fire from afar during his time in slave camp. He wanted to touch it but instead hovered his hand a few inches overhead, enjoying the intense heat on his paw pads. Casually he tossed out, "Wulf steel me as a babee, chain me to my new brothas, wurk us to de bone. I eescape when slave sheep crash on dis land, mmm... bout a few full moon ago dis happen. Dey were go-eeng to sell me, dose fokkers!" He almost spat in disgust but instead smacked the earth beside him. He realized he was on the verge of a nonsensical rant of anger, so to avoid it he looked up at the other jackal with curiosity and flames reflecting in his eyes, "How deed you eend up here?"


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