[M] Insides on the Outside

Malakai · 05-29-2012, 08:54 AM

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WC:: 779 - OOC Points - 7

The female seemed pleased that she would have a partner to get high with, but now that he had agreed, Kai was feeling more and more nervous about the whole thing, but tried his best to hide it. Usually, he was the brave one, leading the charge into new and undiscovered territories or being the first to take on aggressive loners, but this stuff, this mixture and this female had cut through his bravado to his weak core. It was a weakness that Kai denied he even carried - as far as he was concerned, he didn't have any weaknesses, but he did. Everyone did. While he was no stranger to losing control, it wasn't usually something he invited in. Malakai was quick to react in the heat of the moment, and more often than not, he came out on top, but with this, he didn't know how to deal with this loss of control. Once he sipped the mixture, he would begin to see things that weren't there. This was a different kind of 'losing control' than he was used to. Perhaps it was that which he was afraid of.

Lowering himself to the ground and shifting to sit next to Axelle, facing the same way she did, he suddenly became aware that he wasn't wearing any clothes. Usually, Kai preferred to remain in his Lupus or Secui forms, both of which meant he had no need for material to cover himself, but now, in his Optime form, which he had needed the dexterity of to take apart the rabbit, he was a lot more naked than he was used to. Kai took the bowl from the female and glanced to her as she lay back on her back, nodding to her instructions. Stay calm, she had told him. He told himself that he could. Of course he could. What did he have to be worried about, after all? Whatever he would see would only be in his head, visions brought on by the drugs. They couldn't hurt him, so why should he be worried? He knew why. Not because of the visions, but because of the control. If he couldn't control what he was seeing, would he be able to control what he was doing? When Kai lost control, it didn't usually end well for the other parties concerned. He was powerful, well muscled and aggressive usually, anyway. What would happen when the collar around his neck was removed?

Taking a deep breath, Malakai tried to clear his mind, but it was impossible. Like trying not to think of something after being told not to think of it. He couldn't stall forever, though, and lifting the bowl to his muzzle, he let his tongue lap at the mixture. It tasted somewhat bitter to him, and he set the bowl down before lying back onto the grass, just as the female had done. He felt a little more comfortable knowing that she was there with him. His tether to reality, once the hallucinations began to kick in. Kai let his eyes close as he tried desperately to calm himself, to remove his doubts and fears, and without really realizing it, his hand crept over towards the females and gripped it, his hand squeezing hers somewhat. He needed that physical contact right now, to know that he wasn't alone.

When he dared to open his eyes, the colours were bright to his eyes, as if they throbbed in the world before him, and he quickly closed his eyes again. The sky above had taken on a different hue, and he was hesitant to look around, but when he did, he turned his head to the side and saw the grass beneath his body was also a different shade. It was less green now, and more orange. To see the world so differently caused a shiver to run down his spine, and he turned his head the other way, back towards the female, but her fur wasn't the black and white he had been expecting. The purple of the sky, the orange of the grass and now the blue tone of her form was all a little much for his senses and he closed his eyes once more. "All this colour..." His words had paused when he noticed the way his voice sounded to his ears, slurred and deep. His hand gripped hers tighter as a slow growl rumbled through him but it sounded louder to him, like rolling thunder. His breaths became quicker and with his eyes shut, he felt a little like the rabbits he had pulled apart. On his back, lacking the coordination to move too much, shallow breaths...

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