The Indelible Mark

Giza Ulrich-Reinhilde · 06-22-2011, 04:31 PM

ooc: 3+. the mansion:
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In her short time among the Inferni, The Caves had become her informal residence, despite the fact both her uncle and father resided in the sprawling alternative - or rather because of it. Living in the earth was strange to her European sensibilities. She'd yet to see her father, and would wait until such a time he approached her. Until then, she'd afford the man a wide berth, and sleep underground. He hadn't asked that she trek across an ocean to find him. Cotl was no true blood relation, but he'd been there to greet her upon her arrival, and even though his presence was entirely circumstantial, she appreciated it. She'd come armed with a token of that appreciation tucked in the worn and cracked leather RCAF satchel strewn over her shoulder. With a delicate touch, she removed an aged snow-globe. Inside a miniature WWII flyer was grounded against a bed of white, and tiny white flecks swirled about water in emulation of light falling powder.

As she went to knock against the door she'd been informed was his, it swung open under the faint impact of her bony knuckles against wood. She stood with the memento pressed to her slight chest, narrow fingers gripping at its edges tightly. Her lavender eyes were fraught with worry and remorse for the intrusion, partially shrouded by her long loose head of raven hair. It was difficult to deny her impulse to explore and mentally catalog the contents of his room. Doing so would have been rude - even when invited. She was left with few other options but to look directly at him as she hovered in his threshold. She appeared better rested since they last met, and though her stomach was as flat as ever, it had ceased rumbling in hungered protest as it had throughout their first encounter.

Cotl · 06-22-2011, 10:24 PM

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OOC: +3

He'd been thinking extremely hard as of late, because of a question he knew he was asked, but he did not know what the fuck the question was. He tried to concentrate about how drunk he was and what the woman would have asked him. It was something important though, something important, something very important.. Cotl tapped his head with his ivory finger. He had been thinking so long and hard that he had forgotten to close his door all the way, so he had just been sitting in his room with the door slightly ajar. Earlier in the day he had been taking care of Blitzen, Maschine, and Donder in the morning and at some point in time he had come back inside to contemplate. It was bothering him because Talitha had even stepped down from her rank (as he learned only a few days prior to her doing so) so whatever he had said to her had made her do what she had done. She also had been hounding his room like hell. He also did notice something else..She had been gaining weight, more so than normal. It made him wonder...He thought harder about it and twitched his shoulder and neck to the right.

Suddenly, there was the sight of the girl at his door. He had thought that it was Marik for a minute and was about to say something to the jist of "get the fuck out and go suck a cock" but then he had realized that this was the woman, the girl that looked of his brother. His eyes narrowed on the child, and he lifted his lip to show a fang at the woman for a moment. He had not invited her into the room, but it seemed like all of those children had the same quality. He figured she had something to say to him so he motioned her in a moment later though, a loud NYEH escaped his maw and then he went on to speak. Was? the man asked of the woman.

Giza Ulrich-Reinhilde · 06-22-2011, 11:17 PM

ooc 3+
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"I wanted to give you this." Se answered automatically, hands holding the snowglobe jutting out in front of her in a clumsy offering. Once they were spoken, she immediately wished she could swallow up the words up. They sounded stupid and childish to her ears. Despite being a woman of two, her waify size and lack of tact would see her regarded as a juvenile for the rest of her days. She sighed under the weight of her her own lack of social grace, and entered the room, slowly giving herself to steal glances of her surroundings. She felt hot beneath her fur. A fine sweat was beginning to coat her flesh, and she imagined he could smell her anxiety, hitch only furthered her discomfort.

She re-offered the globe from a far more reasonable distance, well within his reach. Her uncle didn't know her, and so there was no way he'd be aware of the magnitude of the gesture. Giza took things. She hid and hoarded them, and rarely parted with them. To give up such a special thing was no small feat. It marked the importance of what she believed she could gain in return - or at least hoped to: closeness with Cotl. He wasn't blood, but he was family in a roundabout way - a living, breathing reminder of her half sister. And though she'd come this far to distance herself from Lorelei, there was some comfort in having a reminder of that ever present personality in her life.

She wanted him to like her, the desire bordered on a need. She waited on baited breath to see whether he'd accept the gift, under much the same influence of anticipation that had held her when she waited to see whether he'd claim her when Ezekiel had asked if she were one of his relatives.

Cotl · 06-25-2011, 05:29 PM

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OOC: +5

Cotl watched the female, how she pretty much shivered under his gaze. It'd been some time that his gaze had done that to where he would smell it, and pretty much feel the anxiousness pour from every pore the woman had on her body. He'd been so distracted by the woman and her anxiousness, that he literally forgot what he was doing before she had come into the room, so he simply sat there on his bed and relaxed. She stated what she was here for, it being that she would want to give him a gift. She'd take a minute to look around before she came in and actually came within a reasonable distance for him to retrieve the gift. When she had handed it to him, he had looked at it, flipped it over and looked at the bottom. He didn't realize at first that there was these little white things floating around in the orb, so he looked at it pretty dumbly for a good minute. When he flipped it back over to where the orb was on top, the snow came down and he noticed it finally. He didn't understand what it's purpose was, but he shrugged and twitched his neck before reaching over and setting it next to the fur and skull of the woman's brother that was on his dresser.

In their old pack, they would do this for the dead, so it was not uncommon for the Germans to see them wearing their deceased bother's or sister's pelt, and having their skull either in their room, on their bedpost, on their head, on their shoulder, or on a staff or whatever your mind can really think of. It was un-normal to see one without a pelt unless they had not found a body that was intact enough to retrieve it successfully or one was too vain to take care of their kin, even in death. Cotl himself had gotten a few weird glances about having Izaak's pelt here, in Canada, because it had not been tradition in Inferni to do such things with the death. It was within Cotl's limited beliefs, so he acted on them and did the deed alone since Marik had been sent of to do other things at the time of the time he found Izaak's dead body. Cotl looked at the symbol that was in the middle of Izaak's skull (painted there in black ink by Cotl) and then to Giza. Die Ulrichs here in Kanada holen die szeliga. the man spoke, pointing to his arm, and then to Izaak's skull. Sascha und Marik habe ist too.-FUCKSHIT- Du und die other are die only vones vithouts ist. the male spoke, sort of beating around the bush a little bit before he looked to his ink drawer and knew that he still had black ink from when Talitha came and gave him some. Du vants ist too? he asked, clearing this throat loudly after asking her and twitching his large rust ears back and then pulling them back toward the young woman.

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