Enigma [DND]

Janos Russo · 09-16-2011, 08:56 PM

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He had done it, he had really done it. He had managed to figure out some very important things for Salsola and he was looking forward to being able to go back home to see his cherub. But he didn’t exactly feel right just coming home empty handed. But he supposed that that was something that he would figure out on the way home. Packing up what few belongings he had, his fingers traced over his newest scar, a mark that he had left on himself, something that he did so hope that his master would love as much as he loved his other scars. Looking back over his campsite that he had called home, his fire pit was filled in and he seemed to have remembered everything that he had to do in order to make sure that the forest wouldn’t burn down. Perhaps if he hadn’t been happy in Salsola he would have ended up in Ichika, but as it was, he was happy right where he was because it meant that he would be at home with his cherub and that was the only thing that mattered to him. No matter if his master decided that he wanted to go to another pack or if he decided to stay with Salsola, the arbiter would be with his dear master until the end of time or until he was released, one of the two. After making sure that his tracks were covered, he began to walk away, hands in his pockets with a knife in each hand, his ears swiveling in hopes to catch the sound of someone foolish enough to approach him long before they had time to do anything foolish like try to attack him.

On his way home, he became aware of a distinct…stench that was clogging up the air around him, making it difficult to breathe and he gave a little sniff of the air around him before he moved towards the scent. There, just on the far edge of his hearing was the sound of a pup’s soft, pitiful sounds. Judging from the tone, it was a young pup and because he could hear it, it meant to him that the pup was close to him, very close indeed and he gave a little frown. Why wasn’t its mother comforting him? Deciding against his better judgment to not go and check this out, footfalls carried him towards the sound that he now realized was accompanying the stench of decay, the horrid scent that it was. He peaked around a tree, holding his back against the bark and what he saw was the bloated form of a young female with a barely two week old pup by the look of it huddled against her, squeaking and giving the most pathetic of sounds. After sniffing the air to make sure that the sire was nowhere in sight, he went over to the little brown and red-spotted baby. The mother smelled of a rogue so the pup was also a rogue. Well…he wasn’t a rogue any longer. Looking into those blue eyes that were trying so hard to focus on a wobbly neck, he felt himself softening up and he knew then what he would bring back to his master and love.

Holding the pup oddly softly in one hand, he reached into his few belongings and pulled out his only blanket, a small and ratty thing, something that he had found in his time away. It had been newly washed by Janos just before he left and so he took the baby and wrapped it up gently and carefully in the blanket before he tucked the pup in one arm and stood with his things, giving a little bow to the dead mother before he turned and left, taking the little boy with him. He wasted no time in getting back to Salsola, taking his time to not jostle the young one too much. Once he got across the border, he went to one of his favorite little spots and set the pup down gently before rolling in the grass, reintegrating his body with the scent of his pack land before he unbundled the child and laid him down before gently rolling him over a bit in the soft grass. A soft little puppy whine escaped from the boy in protest and Janos scooped him up and went to where his home was with Bastion and he poked his head in, sniffing around. ”Master? Master where are you?” he called to him, a light whine to his voice. He wanted his master and he wanted him to see what he thought of the pup more importantly. He held the child gently despite the squirming, but the boy seemed to be settling down as if prepared to take a little nap, maybe even feeling safe in his new daddy’s arms.

Bastion Hallow · 09-18-2011, 01:56 PM

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Bastion was quite happy where he was at. The male had the respect that he so felt that he deserved. He didn't have anyone telling him what he should and shouldn't be doing. No, he made his own decisions and had yet to receive any sort of repercussions for them. The boy had been allowed to get away with his own devices since he was in good standing with the female leader. He was never questioned when he came back smelling of another. Then again that other was usually deceased or contained for further play at a later date. So yes, he was quite satisfied with his position in life at the moment. Why shouldn't he be? Basically what he says goes, or such is how he sees it. He had yet to get in trouble for imposing his will upon those below him. He had even actively mutilated a certain slave. And he felt it was within his rights to do that since he was the one that had hunted him down and so he felt that it reflected badly upon him. He didn't allow for his slave to act out like that.

He had grown to miss his puppy in the other's time away. He had started to think that maybe his puppy had run off and actually wasn't coming back. Well that certainly wasn't good. If that was the case then he would have to start looking for another puppy to be able to take Janos's place. That was something he was actually dreading having to do. His puppy was absolutely perfect and so he had no clue how he would be able to do any better than that. Still if Janos had run off and wasn't about to come back then there was nothing else to do but to start to train another puppy since he would be unable to go without having one. His whole purpose behind having a puppy was to take care of the things that he couldn't do himself.

Bastion had made the climb to the tower, enjoying being above everyone else and able to look down on them all. And just as he had laid himself down for a nap up in his room he heard his puppy's voice calling out to him. The small male couldn't help the happy wag of his tail as he realized that his puppy had finally come home. That his puppy really hadn't run off. "Up here!" The pair of words were called out excitedly as he remained settled upon the small bed that had been found already contained within the room. The twin sized bed had felt rather large to Bastion lately since Janos wasn't there to consume most of the space. Bastion missed Janos trapping him against the wall whenever they would share the bed together. He actually enjoyed the cramped space to being able to stretch out. So he was extremely happy to have his puppy returned to him. His ears had cupped themselves forwards to eagerly listen for the approach of Janos as the small male kept his eyes trained on the doorway.

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Janos Russo · 09-18-2011, 11:19 PM

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Now that he was here with the baby in his arms he couldn’t help but be a bit unsure of himself. What if the smaller male wasn’t happy with him? What if he was angry with him for bringing in a new puppy? What if this baby in his arms took over his place beside his master? He was afraid of that, not wanting to be suddenly pushed to the side in preference for the new baby. Looking down at the gentle, innocent bundle in his arms, he had a sudden flashback to all the children and the innocents that he had killed and he clung to the child to the point that he whimpered a little. Realizing what he was doing, he looked down at the child and immediately loosened his hold and the child settled down again. Bringing the baby up to his face, he nosed at the child’s neck and looked back up the stairs before he called for his master. But those visions of the bloodied children he was made to maim and kill were there along with their pained sounds and for a moment he had to take a step back to collect himself, the haunts of his past coming back up in full force, making his ears go back against his head and he took a slow, deep breath before calling out for the only other creature in the lands that he cared this deeply for and then after he called, the silence fell across him and he held his breath.

Finally the voice that he wanted to hear came down to him and he blinked and looked up at the stairs before he gave a little sound in his throat and started climbing up the stairs with the baby in hand. Once he came to the top of the stairs and he saw his cherub, he gave a little puppy sound in the back of his throat, one that sounded like it could be from the little bundle in his arms. He was so happy to see the other that his tail couldn’t even contain his excitement. He quickly made his way towards the other before he reached out with his one free arm to wrap around his Cherub’s body to aim to swing him around in a circle before sitting him back down on the bed and he gave another little whimper. ”Master, master I missed you,” he said as he gave a little wag of his tail before a shifting in his arms made him look back down at the baby and he held out the puppy so that his master could see it. ”Look master can we keep him?” He asked as he tilted his head to the side, slightly breathless from the exhilaration of seeing the other again. ”I saw him with his dead mom so I thought that I would bring him back to you to see what you thought,” he said as he gave him a little tilt of his head, focusing on the other to see what he would say.

Bastion Hallow · 10-10-2011, 03:13 PM

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The small male giggled and clapped his hands as he was picked up and swung around. When he was placed back on the bed he fell over in laughter and held up his arms to be picked up again. It was moments like this that made it hard to believe that he could be such an insensitive monster. Any that seen him like this would have thought him a total different person from the one that had mutilated a slave at the Last Supper. But no, it was him all and the same. He didn't have fake monsters living in his body. He wasn't plagued by anything. He was fine with himself just the way that he was and so was everyone else, or at least they better pretend to be because of his rank.

"Miss you too." He admitted the words before tilting his head at the squirming in Janos's arms. "Food?" He was quick to assume that Janos had brought back something to eat. But then the words of the other confused him and had him frowning a bit. "Why keep food?" He asked, not quite understanding the other male's thoughts on the matter. After all they ate infantile creatures in order to enhance and enrich their own live so he didn't see why this one was any different. What was it about this pup that made Janos desire to keep it around? Had Janos known the mother? Perhaps she had been Janos's past lover or something. That thought had him frowning further. What was it about the thought of his puppy with someone else that had him feeling sick on the inside? It had never particularly bothered him before as long as his puppy was dominant in all of his other relationships. But the thought of his puppy having someone else, or perhaps even a family with someone else, made his stomach sour.

He reached over to take the pup from Janos's hands in order to sniff at the tiny male and inspect him. He wasn't so sure what it was about the infant that made Janos desire it so bad. After the inspection was over he handed the pup back. "Can keep." The words were spoken softly as he cast his gaze elsewhere. It wasn't too hard to tell that there was something bothering him even if he didn't speak on it. And it really wouldn't take much to deduce that it was about the pup and the origins of it that were bothering him. After all he had been happy, ecstatic even, until Janos had asked to keep the tiny bundle in his arms. It had only been after the request to keep something that should be eaten did Bastion's mood shift. For all he knew this is what the other had been doing while away. Perhaps Janos hadn't been working as he has supposed but was out with someone else and creating families. Maybe even pledging himself to another. The small male crawled further up onto the bed and curled up with his back turned towards Janos and his possible love child.

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Janos Russo · 10-24-2011, 08:09 PM

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He couldn’t help but want to be aorund his master whenever he wasn’t home and now that he was back he wanted to make his master feel happy just as he wanted to be happy and he thought that by having a pup that they would both take care of that it would make them into an even stronger pair and he was glad for the opportunity, but if only his master would say yes. If his master disagreed then he would take the child back or dump it in a river or something like that. His master’s wishes came before all including whatever it was that he was thinking. He looked down as his master told him that he missed him after a display that was positively endearing. The way that his master wanted to be picked up, held and played with was just too precious and he wanted to make his cherub act like that again but first there was the little issue over what to do with the pup. But eventually even the pup would have to go to sleep and he would have master again, right? He hoped so. He really wanted to have some time alone with his master after the pup went to bed. As his master asked him if the baby was food, he shook his head from side to side. ”No, not food. Baby,” he explained to him softly and watched the other, giving him a light tilt of his head, unaware of the battle that was going on behind those eyes.

The infant was taken from him, and Janos watched curiously as the pup was inspected before he was given the babe back. He took it back and looked at the baby before he frowned with the reaction by his master. He gave a frown and put the baby down on the ground, the sleeping babe yawning as he was set down but he seemed to curl back up and go right back to sleep. ”Master? Are you worried about the dad? I don’t know who he is but I will protect you and the baby. The mom is dead and the dad is gone and now together we can be an even bigger family and you can teach him all about the world,” he said as his tail twitched and looked down at the other. And it was obvious then that Janos was not Enigma’s father, he had never seen the child before, and as far as he knew the mother and father were both dead but who knew? Maybe the father could come back, searching for his lost child, but if he did then Janos would take care of that when the time came. He would protect both of his beloved family members but first he had to be sure that his master even wanted it. “Master, do you really want this pup? I want to make sure that you want it too,” he asked as he frowned at him, reaching out to kiss and nip lightly at his master’s chin, looking up at him with his sharp and tortured eyes.

Bastion Hallow · 12-05-2011, 03:07 PM

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No doubt Janos was used to Bastion's strange behavior and shifts in mood. Though perhaps not to quite this extent though. This was new territory for even Bastion. The small male wasn't used to the feeling of jealousy that rested within the pit of his stomach. He had never fretted about infidelity before. No, he had always been quick to forget about any offending party and just left them behind. But well, he didn't want to forget about Janos. He didn't want to replace his puppy. That was odd for him. He'd had a number of puppies in his short existence. Janos was the one to have lasted the longest. Janos was the only one that Bastion had never wanted to lose.

The words spoken did nothing for his mood. Or well, they didn't make him feel better right away. Janos was saying that he wasn't the father but could Bastion believe that? Janos had never given him any reason to not trust him before so it hurt to doubt him now. But there was one word that stuck out as odd to him. Family? How long had Janos been considering that? Sure, Bastion had the components that made up a family when he was younger but he had never felt as if they had been actual family. The closest that he had felt to that was in Salsola. So it was curious that he would use that term.

Bastion couldn't help the giggle that slipped out as his chin was messed with. It was such a small action but it made him feel much better. Bastion rolled over and held his arms out to Janos, inviting the larger male to join him on the bed so that they could snuggle. "Family?" Finally the small male spoke the single word that had been weighing on his mind. He wanted to know just what Janos had meant by that.

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Janos Russo · 12-18-2011, 10:12 PM

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Over time, he had learned how to best associate what his master was doing with his body with what he wanted and Janos was all too willing to give him everything that he could. But this child was a bit of a wild card and he didn’t want Bastion to begin to hate him or something like that. He didn’t think that with a blow like that that he could survive. He didn’t really know about what the other was feeling but he could almost sense that Bastion was pulling away from him and he didn’t like it, he didn’t like it at all. Pulling closer to him and nipping at his chin in such a gentle and submissive fashion he hoped would be a way for Bastion to see that Janos really did love him and that he really did want to make things work between them. He really wasn’t the father but he wasn’t too sure about how he could prove it to the other beyond what he was doing now. He wasn’t related to the child at all that he knew of. As he nipped at the other’s chin, he heard the giggle and he felt that he could relax, his ears twitching as he looked up at him. That giggle was something that he definitely needed to hear to make things better in his mind. Seeing the arms that were opened up to him, he gave a little sound in his throat and crawled up on bed with the other, reaching to pull Bastion to him to cuddle with him, inhaling his sweet scent. The single questioning word had Janos looking down at the other and he nodded his head.

”Yes master, family,” he said before he seemed to be wondering about how to explain it to him. ”It is like how we are now, where we are together but now there is a child. It is like how a mommy and a daddy get together to have a baby but rather than a mommy and a daddy there are two daddies and we raise the baby as our own. Does that sound like it would be okay?” He asked the other as he gave a little tilt of his head to the side. He didn’t really know how to better explain what a family was and he wanted his master to really understand and be okay. To him it meant that it was a source of togetherness and he wanted to feel that with the other. He wanted to make Bastion happy that he was with Janos and he wanted to make a sort of unit feeling between them but he wanted to know what the other thought and he wanted him to tell Janos what it was that he really felt. That would make him happiest but with how Bastion had been reacting, all he could feel were nerves that were bundled up in the pit of his stomach and it made it churn, made him feel sick. What if Bastion didn’t feel the same way? What if he didn’t want a family and wanted to not have such a deep connection with his puppy and their new, adopted child? What if? He had to wait to find out, but it was that wait that was killing him.

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