Demon Contract

Alaki · 12-29-2011, 04:59 PM

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ITOU ALAKI

Closet mind is distorted instability.

Please release me before breaking.

So long... In humiliation

The final art is your dead face

Word Count :: 475 Didn't translate japanese bits cause well, he's just ranting/swearing/etc xD. Oh, and to clear up; Alaki arrived just as Aeron initially started speaking and he's on horseback...

It surprised him that there was someone so painfully stupid and foolish that they would openly provoke a pack along said packs borders. Silently he listened to the two female's exchange and before the wretched dog had a chance t appease him he had already made his mind up about the golden women; he did not like her, her attitude, nor anything about her and wanted her away from his and Naniko's pack lands. Sliding from Hibiki's back he landed with a low 'thump', his hand only separating from his blade for a second before moving back to his side and wrapping itself around his Katana's handle once more. Pulling his lip back he smirked at the female, his dislike for her clearly showing in his expression; not once did he bother to acknowledge the slave the golden woman had with her. Lesser beings who submitted themselves to another whether willingly or if they were forced to were not worth his attention.

“I suggest you listen to Aeron, you Ōheina baka” he spat out at the female, pulling his katana partially from it's sheath, itching to sink the blade into the female; the only thing stopping him was the presence of the Angela and until she deemed the situation was worth of physical violence he would resist the temptation, despite the fact his mind was already picturing the other's corpse many times over. “Sono yōna oroka-sa...” he shook his head slightly in disbelief “to show arrogance and display rude behaviour upon our borders, Amai kogane no hokō no shitai.” slowly he brought himself up to his full height and settled into a dominant stance to add to all the posturing that was going around. “Anata ga tsumori tochū de kyarī to watashi wa no nodo o kittadarou”he muttered under his breath, growing more and more tempted to simply strike at the female and be done with her and her insolence.

At the mention of gifts he dragged his eyes down in contempt at the slave and the offered items, only half listening to Aeron's response as he looked down at the crossbow and fur. Such fine craftsmanship he could not deny and yet, instead of accepting them, he threw back his head and laughed. “Oh god, you have got to be the most stupid dog I have ever come across. Offering a weapon after such rudeness.” he allowed his laughter to continue for a moment until he calmed himself down, staring at the female for a moment before growling harshly. “Show respect or pay for you arrogance, Inu” he paused and considered things further, “And I recommend you apologise to the lovely Aeron over here whilst your at it” at the threat his eyes lit up, excitement pouring through him; his Angela's presence temporarily forgotten as the promise of a fight was present to him.

Art by Me + Nat <3; table by the Mentors!

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