A Plague Upon You
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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; 514 words

Izaak had managed to explore most of the mansion over his time of living there. He had taken things from random rooms and brought them to his Unky Cotl's room to place upon his bed as he did with every new thing that was brought in. His uncle's bed had become some sort of catch all. Now what happened to the things after they had been deposited was unknown because the coyote child generally forgot all about them. They were just things of passing interest, things he had found and wanted to show off, then forgot all about. Because of this he had never missed anything that wasn't still there by the time that he got back.

So while he had explored the first floor of the house, as well as the unoccupied rooms on the second, he hadn't gone anywhere else in the manor. Or outside of it either for that matter. He had passed the guard shack all of the time but had never thought to peek inside of it yet. It was such a little place in comparison to the mansion so it was bypassed simply because he had his focus on the larger structure. And now he had gone down a staircase in that large building that he had never noticed before.

What had led him to this were the faint sounds coming from below as he passed by. Of course this had the boy curious and so he had to go exploring. After all it just wouldn't be right to leave whatever was done there all alone would it? Izaak certainly didn't think so. So the child disappeared down the stairs. His eyes had to adjust to the low light but what he saw surprised him. There were cages of rats down here. He had seen one or two of these running around the house and his Unky Cotl said that Halo was training them for something. So that meant.... someone stole Halo's rats and hid them down here! Oh no! She must be missing them! Except Izaak had no idea where to find this Halo. Well there was only one thing that he could do.

Taking them a cage at a time Izaak carried the rats up to his Unky Cotl's room. He figured that his uncle would know just where to find Halo in order to give the rats back to her. It was after the last cage was up in the room, and Izaak had remember to close the door... at least after a couple of rats had escaped the room, did he open up all the cages in order to free the rats. It was with childlike glee that he sat on the bed with the empty cages and just watched the rodents flood the room. He even giggled as a couple of them crawled over each other. "So nett..." The words were spoken amongst another giggle as a whiskered nose sniffed at his toes. But then again Izaak found himself to be easily amused so it was no wonder he would be entertained now.



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Apologies for the wait Smile

       She almost thought it was a shame that there seemed to be no use for her well starved rats. Nevertheless, she kept them down there, brought up some of the offspring before they were eaten by their parents so that she could train them into obedience and company. Itachi too seemed to enjoy them. He was a lonely child, so it was good that he had others to play with, even if it were mere rats. Now, however, Halo Lykoi felt fury rip up her spine and cause her hackles to rise. The cages were no longer in the cellar, and there was a faint trail of another Infernian all over this. A cream hued hand rose to stroke against the back of her stroke, as she had instinctively reached to feel the handle of her twin sword that had been left in her room. She rarely brought her weapons around with her in the large Mansion. Well, it seemed she could get use for it after all.

       As she thundered up the stairs, she was distracted from her pursuit for the sword. The bastard’s scent led her straight to Cotl’s room. Oversized ears dressed with copper fur lay flat against her dark locks as ruby eyes gleamed with the heated fury that burned within her chest. Did Cotl have anything to do with this? The scent did not belong to him, and she knew for a fact that she and whoever the fuck was behind that door had never met before. Clawed fingers twitched with her rage, and she sent a kick against the heavy wooden barricade. ”Open the fuck up, thief!” she demanded with a voice that belonged to a crazy woman.

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; It's fine hun, no worries; 338 words

The boy had no idea that he had done something wrong. Instead he was simply waiting for his Unky Cotl to return so that he could find Halo and showed that he had rescued her rats. In fact he was rather proud of himself and figured that he had done a good job. Someone had been trying to hide her pets from her and he had found them and rescued them. He had no idea that they had purposely been put down there. He didn't understand why a pet would be kept caged up instead of being allowed to run free. Like right now Blitzen was outside and playing with Maschine. He didn't try to keep his reindeer trapped but let it run around. Especially now that he wasn't allowed to keep his little baby caribou inside of Cotl's room any longer. But now it didn't seem as if it would readily run off so the coyote boy no longer had so much of a problem letting it stay outside and play with his uncle's horse.

At the sound against the door, as well as the screamed words, Izaak lifted his head from where he was staring at the rats and glanced over to the door. "Unky Cotl ist hier nicht gerade jetzt. Und ich muss Halo finden." As he always seemed to do the boy answered instinctively with German. Even after all of his time spent here he still hadn't seem to learn that most didn't speak or understand German. But it still had never bothered him before.

But even though he had called out the words in response he still got up off the bed and carefully tiptoed his way through the infested room to go and answer the door anyways. He carefully stepped over the rodents on the floor and reached the door. "Seien Sie vorsichtig." He spoke the words as he carefully creaked open the door a bit. But even that slight crack had a couple of the closest rats escaping out the door.



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Her own sharp claws pressed against the soft index of her palms, but she was careful not to let her rage allow them to sink deep enough to draw blood. Oh no, even though the woman was furious, sense remained within her. Those rodents were raised on blood and would turn into deadly teeth if they caught the scent of blood in the air. She huffed disgustedly, shaking her head, dark copper hair flowing about her shoulders. Breath seemed heavy, dancing in and out between the jagged walls of sharp teeth as unintelligible, muffled words sounded from the other side of the door. A growl rose from her rumbling throat at the sound. She only knew her native language and that was about it. Perhaps she could have found some inspiration to learn Russian to try to impress Silas, but that was about it.

The door cracked open just slightly, and ruby eyes widened in silent shock as she realized that they were all lose inside the room. No fucking way! A clawed foot kicked against the chunky forms on the ground that attempted to pour out from the room. ”You fucking idiot!” she shouted, anger shooting through the roof at this male’s fucking ignorance. Her slender, yet muscular frame pushed forcefully against the door to force her way despite the unknown Inferni member slightly blocking it. This door could not remain open, or else the inhabitants in the mansion would have a problem. What kind of fucking moron was this jerk anyway? ”Do you realize what you have done?” she shouted boldly in his face, wondering exactly what he had instead of a brain.


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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; 326 words

Izaak took a step back as the female had forced her way inside the room. He appeared ignorant of her anger. Or at least that it was being directed at him. How could he when he still had that happy little smile on his lips. He had thought he had done a good thing. He was proud of himself for rescuing something that belonged to another. And he wasn't even considering keep it for himself either. He actually wanted to return the rodents to their proper owner instead of trying to keep them for himself. That was being considerably considerate and kind of him. Especially since anything that he found was quite generally claimed for himself.

"Kennen Sie Halo?" The question was spoken as the boy moved to plop himself back down on the bed. He had no idea that the woman he was seeking had come right to there he was. For all he knew this female could have been the one to steal the rats in the first place. For all he knew that was why she was yelling. He could have thwarted whatever plans she had. He could have ruined all of her hard work. But Izaak's mind was still stuck on how proud of him Halo would be when she learned that he had rescued her rodents from whoever has taken them and caged them up down in the basement.

When he was questioned he eagerly nodded his head. He knew exactly what he had done. Or what it was that he thought that he had done. "Ich rettete Halo's Ratten. Sie wurden gestohlen und gefangen in Käfigen im Untergeschoss. Ich rettete sie." He stated the words rather proudly. Of course he was quite happy with what he did because he had no idea what the rats were trained to do but just that they belonged to someone else. He simply thought that he had been helping out and that was it.



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The moment she was inside the room she slammed the door shut with a pissed off kick. Her glare did not seem to affect the other canine at all, and this caused her rage to pulse and evolve further on its way to a monstrous form. Teeth were exposed as she continued to stare at the dangerous scene. Oh, and the male? He went ahead and sat down on the bed. He spoke gibberish and included her name, so it seemed he at least knew who she was. Not much more though, and she sneered at him, wondering if she could keep her clawed fingers away from his face. Sometimes she had issues understanding Cotl, yes, even Silas, but she could not understand this coarse language at all.

What? she decided to spit, moving closer and avoiding the bodies of wild rodents running about. Fuck! ”I don’t speak your fucking language,” She hissed, no wiser despite his attempt to explain what he had just done. Her face turned away from him as she scanned the room and saw the empty cages. Perhaps she could try to catch them again. Her chest heaved as adrenaline pumped richly through her veins. She could end up being bitten, and that could be very dangerous.



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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; 390 words

Izaak had this habit of sticking with German until he was finally told that he couldn't be understood. After all there had been a couple to understand him even if they couldn't really speak German themselves. So of course he felt most comfortable babbling on in that language. It was the one where he didn't have problems with pronunciation, unlike English where he struggled with the words. Or more like others probably struggled to try to understand him when he spoke it since there were words he couldn't wrap his tongue around. Words where his accent got in the way. But he tried at least, even if it wasn't perfect. But could be expected when it wasn't his native tongue?

He watched her come into the room, not at all realizing that she was being cautious because of the rats. He had no idea at all that they were dangerous. Instead he happily patted the bed to invite her to take a seat as well. Inviting her to wait with him. After all he found the rodents rather amazing. They were actually quite cute if you stared at them long enough. The way their long noses twitched as they were snuffling about. The fat little bodies crawling all over each other. How could one not excitedly enjoy just watching them do what it was that they do?

A frown finally worked onto his face, but that was only because he was concentrating on what had to be translated. He was trying to remember everything that he had said in order to be able to word it in a different language. "Halo rats..." He started out slowly, pointing to the creatures that covered the floor of the room. "Someone steals thems. Traps in cages. I fines an saves." He continued, going over the basics of what had happened. Of how the rats had gotten to the room that he was in. "Unky Cotl says they Halo's. Has to fines Halos and gives em backs. Makes Halos happies and prouds to has backs. Halos be sads rats were steals." And that pretty much surmised what he had been thinking when he had found the rats and turned them loose in the room. He had assumed that Halo kept them in her room and allowed them to run around as they were now.



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She continued to fume, and was about to pace over to the cages when his voice slowly revealed a few English words. Yes, those were her fucking rats. She turned back to the German male, glistering red tainted with distaste for this canine. She did not consider the fact that this was one huge misunderstanding. She was who she was and she was pissed off as well as scared of what had just happened now. It mattered little whether or not this male knew what he had done.

The truth was slowly dawning on her though. I am Halo,” she replied sharply, the corners of her lips curling into a blazing frown of disapproval. ”And the rats are supposed to be in the cages,” or else bad things could happen. Lips twisted to reveal the edges of her canines again as she glared at the male, wondering whether or not he understood what she was saying. Despite the rodents crawling over her feet and all about, an oversized ear lifted slightly from its bed on top of her dark locks. He wanted to make her happy and proud?

She was not a softie, but the hard lines in her face seemed to soften at least. Who was this dude anyway? ”Who are you?” The scene was chaotic, so she needed a name to the face that she blamed.


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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; 395 words

Just her stating her name had caused the child to perk up. "Hi! I fines." He grinned happily and pointed down at the rats. He still had it in his mind that he had done a good job. He had gotten back her pets. "I brings backs for yous but I no were fines yous. Waits for Unky Cotl to says were fines yous." He was trying to further explain himself. All he knew was that the rats belonged to Halo and Halo lived in the mansion. Past that he had no idea of where to find her. It wasn't like he had ever seen her before. And well, there were so many rooms in the mansion that she could have been in any of them. Not that he would have known what she looked like, or what her room looked like, should he have ever found it.

He looked back down to the rats and then to the cages then finally, back to the rats again. "Whys cages? Theys no happies cages. Theys happies nows." He had no idea what she was using them for and it was easily apparent with how relaxed he was around them. He assumed that they were simple pets. He had a pet, a reindeer, and he let Blitzen run around free so he thought the same principals applied to the rats. "Theys pets. Pets no go cages. Pets frees." He summed up his way of thinking as he looked back up to Halo once more. He had thought he had been doing the right thing though now he was slowly starting to rethink that. Halo wasn't jumping around and hugging and looking as happy as he thought that she would.

"Izaak." He gave his name when it was asked for. A frown or worry and concern had started to it way over his lips. "Yous no happies I saves?" The child was chewing on his bottom lip with tears in his eyes as he stared at Halo. He had gone from being happy and looking proud of himself to being sad and looking quite pitiful. He was slowly starting to realize that maybe he hadn't done good. "Bus someone steals an highs from yous." Even though he had been trying to convince her that he had done good he didn't sound so certain of it himself any longer.



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The Lykoi female often had mild issues understanding Cotl’s heavily accented English, but this male was considerably harder to understand what he spoke. The grammar was a nightmare to behold, but that was not something the woman could focus on at the moment. She could sit down and think her offensive thoughts later. She was rather fond of her rodents, but not her savage ones. These were kept merely because she wanted to inflict terror and pain to the wolves in the lands. It was disgusting to be in a room crawling with them, for she knew they could turn on other living creatures immediately.

His ignorance continued to kick her rage into new dimensions. ”Well, I’m here now,” she almost spat, a growl rumbling in her tone. He spoke and revealed more of his narrow mind-set, and the woman’s fists tightened. She did not harbour much patience overall, and she was running out now. Pets were supposed to be free were they? Izaak was his name and she resented him for the fucking mess he had made. Perhaps he was starting to realize his mistake, but she cared little about his feelings. She couldn’t even be certain of what he was saying. ”Steals and hides from me, is that what you’re trying to say?” she sneered, flashing white canines in his direction. ”Like you just did now?”

”There’s a reason why they are in cages, Izaak.” The tone in her voice suggested that his name was rather unpleasant to pronounce. Ruby eyes remained narrowed on his form. ”Cut your hand a little and you will see,” she said, mimicking a sharp claw scratching against her own palm. If he wanted to understand why they were all caged up and stored away, then doing this could help enlighten him.


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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; I was figuring that we could bring this to a close. I will leave it up to you if you want to reply again or archive it; 505 words

It seemed that he had realized too late the mistake that he had made. Or that he had even made a mistake. He had upset this female and it didn't seem as if he would be able to make up for it. There didn't seem to be any way to soothe her now that he had upset her. That certainly wasn't any good for him. Sure, he annoyed and aggravated others but it never seemed to be to this point. And the pitiful charm that he had tried just hadn't worked either. He hadn't exactly expected it to but he had been hoping that it would work. After all with having dealt with his own mother he was used to the ploy not working more often than it did. It never hurt to try though.

He shook his head fervently. It seemed that no matter how much he tried to explain what he had been thinking it just didn't do any good at all. "No I fines an safes and keys for yous." It seemed the more distressed that he became the harder it became to understand him. Not that he had been doing the very best job of it before. He sniffled and rubbed at his eyes. "I gifes backs. I keys til fines yous." The words were hiccuped out as he started to sob. He really had only been trying to do something good. Something to help out. That had been all that was on his mind. He had thought she would be happy and praise him just like his mother did when he would lick her in just the right way.

His name probably really was unpleasant to pronounce. Rather than it being eye - zack it was ee - zahk. The way that it was accented could make it feel unpleasant to the tongue. So trying to prove a point or not Izaak's name wasn't exactly the easiest to pronounce when trying to get the accent exactly right. She didn't really have to try too hard to make it unpleasant. His name was just one of those that could do that by itself.

The boy spooked as she narrowed her eyes at him. He slid from the bed and edged his way around her in order to be able to reach the door. Tears were already matting the fur on his face. This was something Halo would be able to see if she looked as him because he had refused to turn his back to her. It had quickly become clear that he had suffered abuse before with the careful way that he was trying to get to the door. And once he could get his hand on the doorknob he quickly flung open the door and raced out. Just like when running from his mother he ran away as fast as he could and didn't bother to look back. No, he was just trying to get as far away as possible. To put as much distance between them as possible.



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She shook her head as he spoke and she could no longer follow him at all. Perhaps she had seen it coming, but if she had it wouldn’t have changed anything. She was what she was and the poor boy had probably learned by now that he should keep away from her bad side, or perhaps just stay away from her overall. Eyes flared as he started to move around her to get to the one and only exit. Had she realized his intention, the ending had been a quite different one. Her face twisted into ultimate anger as he flung the door open and allowed a new wave of rodents to swarm out of the floor. Of all the freaks in the world, Inferni had taken in this guy? She stomped out of the room after it, though thankfully knew better than to chase his sorry form and give him the proper payment that she though he deserved.

The woman slammed the door shut and Cotl’s room would remain rat infested for what she cared. This idiot had ruined so much and there was no fucking chance that she was going to clean up after him, especially not after he had flung the door open to release them in his pathetic, weak retreat. ”You get back here and clean this mess up, retard!” she called loudly after his fleeing form, knuckles whitening. There was no way she would take responsibility for the damage the untamed rats would do. The unpleasant Hydra would make sure the boy would take the fall.



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