[M]A long winding path

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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 2:28 am

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With his kiln finally up and running, and fairly productive at that, Janik had started to look for potential trade value in his work. Internally he had found some interest, but with the mindset that it never hurt to have plenty of options, had planned a trip away from Salsola. With Ondine accompanying him, once they'd settled things enough to be gone, Janik had imagined that the trip would double as a do over of their ruined trip to the bar. That only proved to be the case for the first day, until the woman's sister had caught up with them.

Janik had been wary of a third wheel to their group, but was learned enough from his time in Salsola to bite his tongue, rather than put voice to the idea of sending Delphina back the way she'd come. She was family after all, at least family that he'd married into, and there was some reassurance for Janik that it was at Ondine's sister, instead of another suitor.

They had stopped near the second day of the trip, Janik trekking out to catch something with his bow, to maybe save some of the salted meat that he'd brought along. By the time he'd returned, empty handed, and with an annoyed look on his face, there wasn't a great deal of daylight remaining. The man was bare except for the bow in one hand, and couple arrows in the other, even his time in Salsola not really convincing him to wear non-functional clothes, except when pestered to do so for some special occasion. His blue eyes scanned the area while he walked toward where he'd left his packed goods, discarding the unused bow and few arrows. ”Anyone else back yet?” Janik asked aloud, his voice audible enough that it carried a ways through the wooded area.

It was Ondine that he hoped would answer, even better if she were alone. A few moments alone to steal a kiss, grumble about the poor hunt, and he was sure the evening would brighten quick enough.
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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 12:03 pm

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Her dear sister had been easy to lead away, to trip up. Of course Delfina had apologized an acceptable amount - borderline not at all - for tripping Ondine into the mud. There had been a self-satisfied smirk on her face when the younger sibling rose dripping, her entire front brown-black with moist earth. It was a sight to see but Ondine's spine had clearly curved somewhat with the return of her dreaded elder sister. She merely flicked it off her arms and went in search of a suitable watering hole to rinse off the muck.

Delfina, meanwhile, instantly turned tail and returned to their packs, though the woman had brought nothing with her except that which was on her body at the time.

Glancing behind her and not seeing her pale sister racing to catch up, she proceeded to strut into the clearing with a sway to her hip and a delicate hand on her narrow waist. No children had been born of her flesh and so she was a far more youthful looking female as compared to her twice delivered sister and her clearly curvaceous gaining of weight. The two sisters were different as night and day. How had they never considered the truth of their parentage at all?

Ondine is cleaning herself off; she had a little tumble, she tittered as she swayed those hips toward the man without regard to his personal boundaries. She towered over the man, eight inches above him like a needle-sharp tower looming. Her fingers reached forward to rest on one of his shoulders as she circled around behind him, leaning forward. Why don't you let me show you what the sister can do better for you, the woman cooed into his ear, a soft sigh like the wind in the willows.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 1:25 pm

It wasn't his wife that answered the man's voice, but Delfina that started by explaining Ondine's absence. A mental image of Ondine covered in dirt brought a faint smile to the man's face, something that he guessed would have earned him a glare if Ondine was there to see it, but that smile faded nearly as quickly when he realized that Delfina wasn't stopping her approach at a respectable distance. Before he even had a chance to decide on whether to protest or not, she was nearly against him, the woman's hands around his shoulders.

She was more than easy on the eyes, the sort that he'd have openly admired when he was still a loner, when he had no wife, and no children. Maybe if history had gone differently, he'd have courted her instead, but that wasn't the present, it was Ondine's sister that was behind him. There was still conflict in the dog's mind though, torn between the more primitive part of him that would have led him to regrets, and the side that sensibly protested at becoming entangled with his wife's sister.

”Show me what exactly?” Janik asked with his internal conflict showing in the form of hesitance, his heart beating a little bit harder, out of fear that Ondine would stumble upon the suggestive pose, but also from how close she was to him. Janik tried to step forward, not yet forceful with his effort to escape, but a clear enough indication that he was reluctant for the woman to 'show' him anything. ”If you mean what I think you mean... I don't think your sister would appreciate you showing me...” the man added, leaving open the possibility that it was a misunderstanding, but also trying to play on any sort of love she might have for Ondine.
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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 1:49 pm

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The dragon within licked its teeth, smelling the hesitation in the air. Men were so easy, too easy, and Isabella had taught her eldest far too well to let go of the thread that threatened to unravel beneath the picking of her nails. Janik stepped forward, apprehensive but not entirely as stupid as Delfina had thought him to be. But the willowy monster took the opportunity to move and press against the man. She was not remotely as well-endowed as his wife, but she knew how to use what she had far better than Ondine had ever been taught.

Delfina ran her hands forward, looping her fingers around her other wrist and capturing the man around the neck. Her instinct had been to dig her claws into his shoulders and force him to submit, but it would never have been as sweet as a voluntary surrender. She giggled that easily faked laugh that she knew in her core enticed the stupid men and kept the fools in check. Janik had seemed to be that sort of man, for who else could have fallen for such a simple wallflower as her sister?

Her perception of Ondine had never changed, despite the news that her rise to status had come and then when her family grew. Isabella had left the elder sister in Portland to work, and Delfina had been stewing in her anger for so long.

Don't play dumb with me, I know your type, she added with a laugh, a finger running loose circles around his chest as she willed the Goddess to bless her in her endeavor. She was, after all, a true child of the ephemeral lady of all.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 2:44 pm

It didn't take long for his attempt at escape to be arrested by Delfina's arm hooking him, forcing a choice between choking, and remaining in place while she pressed against him. He could feel her against him, the warmth of another entangling themselves against his back. She giggled then, as though it were just a game she was playing, her attempts at snaring Ondine's husband.

He'd have been lying if he claimed that it didn't feel good, to be pursued by the attractive woman right behind him, or that in a moment of weakness, less than platonic ideas had started to scratch at the back of his mind. Thoughts that would mean hurting Ondine, and almost certainly ruining his reputation if it was ever found out. If she'd stuck with whispered words, and the touch of herself against him, the man would have probably drawn dangerously close to a mistake, but her words conjured distaste in him.

”My type?” Janik began, a hint of offense in the man's voice, his hands moved up toward his neck to start firmly untangling the woman's arm, while more resolve crept into his voice. ”You are attractive, more than enough that I'd already be trying to take you to the ground, if I was still a loner...” Janik was blunt, blunter than he had been since joining Salsola. It wasn't something he was liable to be proud of in the future, that he had primarily turned away from Ondine's sister because she had vaguely called him a whore in the dog's eyes.

More effort on his part, along with a sudden step forward, and Janik was turned around toward Delfina. A glare greeted the scheming woman, even if Janik's eyes still couldn't help but consider the woman's beauty. ”I'm married Delfina, to your sister.” Janik added, a firmness to his voice that hadn't been there a few moments before.
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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 2:55 pm

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So close, she thought, before the man shattered any illusions that Delfina may have harbored. She had no love or real affection for the man, other than coveting taking anything that belonged to her sister. After all, Ondine had been raised, taught, bred, to be subservient to the superior sister, the one with the true blood of power running through her veins. She had true magic in her, pumping thickly from her heart, like the river of life. Ondine was a pretender to the ability. How could the Goddess possibly bless such a blood abomination like her?

Janik pulled from her grasp and Delfina stood straight, hands returning to her sides. They hung lip at her sides, her posture of nonchalance, as though there was no rage building within her chest over a blatant denial over her advances.

Why did he not accept her demands? She was the more sensual of the two sisters, the most powerful. There was more personality in her hand than in all of Ondine's body. Her eyes flashed with dangerous anger, bubbling like a cauldron. Her fingers threatened to curl into a fist but she kept herself loose, as though she really did not care. That was the saving grace that kept her going for so long, pretending. She did not know it, but it was a trait both siblings had inherited; the capability of lying in all ways.

You are a fool, and she's impure. You don't know what mistake you make, she warned, before a sound behind her had her ears swiveling. Ondine entered the clearing, fur glistening and damp dress slung over an arm.

What's going on? she asked, brows furrowing as she looked between sister and mate. Delfina let her lips curl into a smile.

Oh, sister, good. I'm glad to see you're back so soon. If the man had agreed, they would have been in such a compromising position and Delfina could have enjoyed watching the misery on her sister's face. Instead, he was obstinately loyal, something that the Heiwa had never figured would be possible. A growl threatened in her chest, but she pushed it away. Long hair swept to the side as she waved away Ondine's glances.

Let's get going. It's a long walk and we've dallied too long, she said with a titter, already sashaying away.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 3:10 pm

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Her sister's presence was beyond unwelcome. It was like an overbearing stench that refused to leave and left Ondine with a heavy heart. Every fear that had faded with her absence returned like a sudden squall, threatening to choke the air from her lungs with its toxic fog. She pretended as best as she could that she was not afraid of Delfina, that would have tasted like more of a lie than she cared to admit. The woman was a terror and the years had not been kind for the sweeter sister. Delfina was as much a waifish horror she had always been, and somehow seemed even sharper than ever before.

Ondine hovered near Janik, almost confident that between the two of them, no harm would come from Delfina and whatever bad intentions that she had in mind. She was comfortable with her husband and knew they'd be safe. They had to be.

After walking for so long, so far, they stopped for the night. Ondine forced herself not to hear the distant thud of water in the loch, refusing to acknowledge that it existed. So close to the sea, she felt even more out of her skin than usual. Delfina made things worse and she could not wait to be done with their trip so that they could return home to comfortable ignorance. Something about that night made her skin itch but nothing would scratch it.

They settled in for the night, a small fire crackling as Ondine settled her dress to dry over a branch. The shadowy figure of the willoy Delfina caught her unawares and she twitched, nearly dropping the dress.

We need to talk, said the woman plainly, without a smile. It seemed serious and genuinely. Ondine glanced at Janik, shrugging.

I'll be back soon, don't worry, she added with more confidence than she felt, smiling weakly to her husband, before following the woman into the darkness.

They walked what seemed far too long to keep her heart beat at a normal pace. The more they moved, the louder the sea grew, and the stronger the heartbeat in her ears was. Too close, they were too close, said her gut, roiling in distress as her arms threatened to shake.

What did you need to talk about, We're far enough away, Delfina, she said finally, breaking the odd silence between them. Delfina did not stop for another solid minute, until they broke the tree line and the sea was far before them, a sentinel of horror for the Seer, who visibly froze and quaked at the sound, the sight, the smell.

We're going to talk about you and your father, little sister, announced the creature that stood before her, a thin, tall woman with the moon's light making her seem far more ethereal than natural. The lunar face of the Goddess shown down on them both but seemed to bathe Delfina in a way that it had never done Ondine. The Goddess did pick her in truth, she thought in sadness, unable to move.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 11, 2018 3:31 pm

Were you prepared for the sea?

To the sea. The sea that was a tool of torment. There was fear in her sister's voice, a delicious fear that sent her blood roaring in unholy pleasure. The moon, too, was so close, like a loving mother that bathed her in its holy light. It energized her to stand so close to the cliffs, to the thrill of a dangerous fall. She finally turned to her sister's pleas, the light making the pale woman even more ghostly. It washed away the originality of the woman and revealed her for the bland wallflower that she was.

We're going to talk about you and your father, little sister, said the woman as she turned, eyes reflecting the brightness of the moon as she stared down the pitiful animal before her. The conditioning had never left her, clearly, and the terror was beyond tangible. It tasted sweet on her tongue.

She strode to the shaking Seer, a weak thing, and grabbed her by the throat, dragging her forward with impossible strength. Was it her sister's fear or the blessing of the Goddess to right the blood wrong? Ondine trembled in her grip as she was forced to stand a few meters from the edge of the cliff.

Why? said the weak voice, her hands clutching at her chest, fingers trembling and tail tucking between her legs like some fearful pup. Weak child, always weak. Delfina always knew that her sister was the failure between the two of them.

Would you like to know who your father was, sweet, sweet sister of mine? Because I can tell you who he was, and I can tell you how much I loved slitting his throat before you, she said with a menacing honeyed tone as she swayed in a semi-circle before the woman. Ondine's eyes widened and her mouth opened in that stupid way as she struggled to come to words.

K-Kaoru was.. was..? she mouthed vapidly. Delfina scoffed.

Oh yes. You are a slave's get and that is worse than any other sin you've committed, sweet sister. Your blood is so tainted, so weakened. You don't deserve a thing you've got. Delfina's blood roared, raging. All the things Ondine had were what the elder deserved for her blood rights. And yet, it was all denied her.

It was all a fear tactic, to make it all tumble down. She wanted Ondine to watch as she worked to dismantle her happiness with surgical precision. The cliffs were only meant to scare.

Delfina turned her back on the sibling, confident that the woman was too paralyzed with terror.

What mother was thinking, allowing a coupling with a slave, how disgusting, but she can be forgiven, she said, a clear admiration in her voice for her mother, forgiving her seemed to be a truly cardinal sin. Delfina would have continued if something had not lunged at her from behind, knocking the willowy woman to the ground as the heavier Ondine sat on her chest with hands around her throat.

A manic grin flooded Delfina's face as she felt her airway constrict before a hand slithered down her own thigh, pulling loose a knife and slashing across Ondine's pretty little face. The younger sister screamed in pain and fell off the elder with a hand clutching the bleeding cut across her cheek.

Not so pretty. Let's see that mongrel love a scarred little bitch, croaked out the woman as she rose. Ondine got to her feet, too, hand still clutching the cut. Blood scent in the air was intoxicating. Delfina repressed a shudder as Ondine lunged forward and the elder grappled her, pulling the blooded hand away. Look at all this disgusting slaveget blood. She twisted the wrist, causing a yelp of pain. You were to be mine, sister! Your choices are a mistake! she roared into Ondine's face, taken over by some angry monster.

I'm no one's possession! screamed back the doggish woman, defiantly staring right back at her sister. Delfina's heart grew cold, her skin puckering with unpleasant goose flesh. Defiance. In her servant? Her sister? Her little, beautiful, ugly broodmare sister?

The smile vanished in Delfina's face as she twisted the wrist even harder, taking steps forward as she did so. Ondine followed out of necessity, unwilling to let her hand be broken from the motion.

You do not talk back to your betters. You do not get to talk to me like that, you little bitch, hissed Delfina, the snake's eyes glittering dangerous.

I owe you nothing! cried Ondine, eyes tearing visibly in the light of the moon. More cold flooded her heart, eyes widening. True defiance. Resistance. Unacceptable, hissed the voice in her head.

You owe me everything. There was a deadly freeze in the moment as Ondine stared back at Delfina, who weighed her options. Her lip curled after a moment. But I don't need you, not a disobedient servant. Her teeth were bared as she tugged harder and harder, until Ondine's form went over the edge of the cliff.

Delfina stared over the edge, watching the free-fall and hearing the screams of the woman tumbling on down with a calculating glance. She sniffed as soon as the younger sister's body was swallowed by the dark and roiling water, stepping away from the edge, brushing the blood from her fingers.

I told you that you'd drown, she said to the still air, looking up at the glowing moon after a moment. Nothing changed. The Goddess still favored her.

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The man. He could not be forgiven. Delfina deserved whatever she wanted and she would get what she wanted in the end.

Back to the camp she went, running the last few minutes so that she was adequately out of breath, eyes wide as she came upon the man at the fire. She paused at a tree, panting.

Quick, she said between breaths. She's fallen and I can't reach her! she added, in a display of false concern, well versed in such displays of living lies. The knife was back in her thigh, secure, welcoming, ready.

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POSTED: Mon Aug 13, 2018 3:39 pm

He had pulled away from the siren, rejected the thoughts that would have seen him become unfaithful to his wife, but there was no pride in that small victory, not when he had considered doing the opposite. Ondine's arrival not long after had sent a chill down the man's spine, the woman appearing suspicious, but Delfina proved herself more than capable of hiding behind a mask. A mixture of shame at his own thoughts, and a desire to not upset Ondine, that was enough to make Janik bite his tongue, to pretend along with Delfina that nothing had happened.

The man mulled over what had happened for the rest of the evening, more than happy that his wife remained close by for most of it, at least until they had settled in to camp for the night. Delfina came for Ondine, and Janik followed the siren with his eyes, only shifting toward Ondine now and then to try and gauge her mood. An optimistic side of Janik hoped that Delfina was going to confess, apologize for how she'd tried to snare her sister's husband, but a more pragmatic Janik worried that some sort of lie would be woven once he was out of earshot. He grasped for some reason to prevent the two going off on their own, but again remained silent when nothing made itself apparent.

They'd not been gone terribly long, long enough that Janik had started to mull over telling his wife what had happened, once they'd settled in to sleep for the night. It would have been ample reason to send Delfina back, even if the 'reason' could be something polite, like wanting to spend time alone with one another. Panting breaths, and the sound of someone running back into the camp shook Janik from his thoughts, his head swiveling to find the source. Delfina's voice was convincing enough, Janik's concern for Ondine sending the dog to his feet. ”Where?! Show me” Janik demanded, forgetting for the moment that he disliked the woman, and quick to follow whichever direction Delfina chose.

She showed him the way, and Janik remained ahead of her, anxious to reach where ever Ondine had fallen. Their progress slowed among the trees, Janik questioning the women in a worried tone ”Are we still going the right way? Where did she fall?”. He hadn't yet started to suspect, his eyes still forward while speaking, rather than on Delfina herself.
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Gullible, stupid man. Gullible, stupid man. She repeated over and over in her head as he took off after her, her breath coming out in pants that gave credence to the need to rush. It was all a game to play, a performance of a truly talented actress. Born to perform, Delfina rose to the occasion of murder like a fish took to water.

Anyone else may have wondered why killing her sister had been so easy, and why she was so eager to lure the man to his own demise. She ought to have wondered why there had been so little love in her heart. She had been so eager to own and possesses and control everything around her that a clear dismissal shattered her shriveled little heart.

Janik followed through the trees, which Delfina wove around in a straight enough path. It had to seem that she knew exactly where they were going, especially in such a haste. They paused as she caught her breath and she held on to her side, an exaggeration of just how much she had run. In all truth, she was not winded much. Unlike her sister, the mad woman had hunted for herself regularly at the Outpost, enjoying the silence and exhilaration of ending the lives of her prey. Her body was thin, willowy, and strong where Ondine had been heavy, curved, and weak. The differences had been as night and day, as they had always been.

That way, she pointed a carefully shaking finger toward the cliff edge seen between trees. The darkness around them was pressing, but it was not stifling for all that her soul ached for the soothing touch of the moon.

As Janik turned toward the cliff, Delfina straightened. Her eyes glittered and glowed in the dark, dangerous green like the toxic waste that bubbled in the pits of hell. He moved in the gestured direction, eager to find his lady wife. Lady wife. How dare he prefer that slave’s get? How dare he?

She moved toward him, feet more careful than she had been in the running. Near the edge of the cliff, he shouted his wife’s name and Delfina smiled. The knife was in her grasp as she came up behind him. Her hand swung with all her strength, ramming the knife into the man’s neck from the side. Her fingers trembled as they let go of the hilt and her foot thrust out to push him toward the water.

Kiss your wife for me when you see her next, she said with a sneer, licking blood off her fingertips.

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