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- Samael Lykoi - 10-31-2007 [html] [cont. from here!] - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-01-2007 [html] Wind currents kept the air in the abandoned subway moving still, and the depth of the ground lowered the temperature so even in late fall he could see his breath, had there been light to do it. Instead, the cigarette drew lines in the darkness with each movement, giving off not quite enough light to cause twin pinpricks to catch in his eyes. There was no devil in Gabriel, as there had been in his mother, but there was darkness comparable to that of his father’s. The Lord was not just merciful—he would punish the wicked, and bring his wrath upon them.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-01-2007 [html] - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-01-2007 [html] It wasn’t a matter of title that perturbed him, it was the tone in which Samael presented it. There was a subtle hint of something he couldn’t quite grasp, due in part to the fact he willed himself to ignore the Oedipus complex that his half-brother often presented. This would grow less apparent now that Kaena was gone, of course, but the idea was in many ways sordid. “It isn’t,” he said coolly, flicking ash from the tip of the burning stick in his hand.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-01-2007 [html] - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-04-2007 [html] Gabriel believed in angels, as he believed in God. He also believed the devil took many forms, and if he had truly come to his mother, and that these were his children, they had to be killed. Nothing had proven this true, and it had been over a year. If this changed, if one of them truly showed the signs of the great deceiver, if one should turn their arms against him, he would cut them down as his namesake had done in the past. Of all the things his father had done (or not done), his name was all Gabriel could thank the man for.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-05-2007 [html] - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-05-2007 [html] In Samael there was the potential for danger; some vague sense of this remained with Gabriel. He saw the same in Andre. Part of him wished the two would collide, for if that happened, only one would remain a threat. It was the alpha thought, the predator thought, the thought of a king well aware of the enemies to his crown. History showed that princes were the greatest danger—brother against brother, as it had been for Hamlet’s father.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-09-2007 [html] - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-19-2007 [html] Gabriel let out another laugh, shutting his eyes and feeling the haze in his skull. Things were building up, of course, because one could only hold everything down for so long. Then it would all come back up in one violent expulsion. “She hasn’t been that for a long time,” he offered, smiling in the dark as if this was funny. It was, really. Fucking hilarious.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-20-2007 He response was a laugh, and Samael smirked for he thought he knew why. He and his siblings had been the favored children. The chosen ones born of a satanic prophecy and thus leaving all Kaena's former litters as nothing but an afterthought. She had raised them like royalty, seperating them from the pack until the time was right to return them, just after she'd been truly crowned the Land of Wuffluvers's Queen. But what of Gabriel? Samael couldn't honestly say he knew that much about his older brother. It wasn't as though he was close with any of his other family, save Molochai. But that brother had long since vanished as well. "She still shares your blood. You can never change that." The forgotten son. What a pity. - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-21-2007 [html] It hadn’t been them. It had never been about them. He had loved Ahemait, counseled Razekiel, and only found conflict with his mad, Oedipus-like brother. The only one who would remain, as time had yet to tell. It was appropriate—all of his siblings, save Corona, were gone as well. “No,” he admitted, opening his eyes in the dark. “I am bound to her by my bond, nothing more.” They had abandoned him. He hated them for that.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-21-2007 It would be hypocritical for him to preach on about the strengths of blood and the ties that bind family, for though there was loyalty to his lineage, Samael's nature wouldn't hold him to proper morals. There was arrogance for who he was, and what he was from the mother and father that bore him, but the Lykoi prince wasn't above cutting the throat of a family member. He would kill anyone that got in his way. But it was that sordid adoration for the woman who bore him that left him almost unable to see how anyone could feel so apathetic and angry toward her. A soft, derisive exhale of breath hissed through his teeth after Gabriel had spoken, but he otherwise remained silent, as though contemplating quietly to himself. "So brother, why don't you tell me about yourself -- I'm curious." He remained indifferent about any relationship between himself and the rest of his half-siblings, but there was a vague sense of curiosity there for the dog-like brother, underlaid by the indignant emotions that resided within him. - Gabriel de le Poer - 11-21-2007 [html] Their family was so large it had begun to systematically weed out the weaker links. All that remained were those who were strong enough to force themselves to stay. Gabriel did not remain here out of anything except loyalty. The addition of power had only gone so far, and while he realized what he had, the risks were twice what they had been. That was why, at Samael’s question, Gabriel frowned and his lips pulled back slightly (though in the dark, he was sure that the expression was lost). “What do you want to know?”[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 11-27-2007 Own lips curved with faintest serpentine expression, eyes peering blankly through the darkness toward where he thought Gabriel to be. "Well," he began, tone idle and apathetic as claws traced a line across the edge of his lip. "What keeps you here? What ties you to these lands, even when everyone and everything you love is gone? Surely not devotion to Mother -- that much is obvious. But what of your Father?" He knew his brother was more vvolf than anything else, unlike himself and his own siblings. So why should a vvolf who could care less about his c0yote mother remain with a clan who's chief morals preach hatred of his species? He could pry; he could learn. But was it seeking honest knowledge about his half-breed kin, or in some subtle way simply trying to learn about and assess a King he felt didn't belong beneath the crown? edit; damn word filter. ><; - Gabriel de le Poer - 12-09-2007 [html] “My devotion is to a higher power,” Gabriel said without hesitation. Even if he did not carry his cross or cut his God’s name into his arm, the faith remained. No man, no woman, no child, would ever take that away. Not until that final fateful moment came and the world went spiraling out of control. A horn would sound, a gate would open, and the earth would crack in two. Shifting his weight and pushing up from his seat, Gabriel leapt down from his perch, landing heavily in the darkness. He walked from the shadows easily, eyes glowing in the half light. Of all of them, only Gabriel had Kaena’s eyes. “Do you think I’ve not upheld our clan appropriately, dear brother? Are you curious as to how I, with my terrible wolf blood, took her place?” He would push until he knew. That was how, in some terrible way, he worked.[/html] - Samael Lykoi - 12-10-2007 [html] There was something he could see; something he could relate to. Samael believed in heaven and hell and in the existance of creatures not of this world. He was consumed with visions of devils and angels, still awed and enraptured with the Angel whom had shown Himself to him when he was younger. Gabriel leapt down from where they perched, Kaena's eyes glowing back from within his brother's face. "I can imagine you've done something to gain Kaena's trust. There's no reason for me to doubt her judgement. It's simply the fact that I don't like you. But go ahead, tell me what you've done -- I am curious after all. There are no angels here." - Gabriel de le Poer - 12-10-2007 [html] Gabriel remembered his brother’s claim as clearly as one could see the scars on his face. That was one act he had been made to regret—however, he did not fully believe so. The claim insulted his faith. For a child who had only heard of demons, been told he was born of a devil, to hear that a holy being had even shown itself to Samael was ridiculous. Beyond that, it was insulting. “You’re right,” he grinned, looking more coyote-like by the minute. “I’ve spent my life as a soldier. When Segodi still held Inferni, I was his spy. When I left to find Faolin, I joined a war between wolves and coyotes in the west. When I returned, I fought Aremys without question. I’ve killed more wolves then you could imagine,” he finished, shrugging lightly. “I don’t much care for you or your attitude, but you are the only one of your litter left. The strongest survive.” Gabriel was the only one of his litter left in Inferni as well. He did not doubt that this might occur for the two that still remained under his watch.[/html] |