Snakes In The Seafoam

Omni Cadeaux · 01-21-2012, 09:11 PM

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Omni Cadeaux

Rock my world until the sunlight. Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight. Take me down like I'm a domino

private for Helotes, but also open for Essence with Jacinto later on after their fun. The bros might wanna talk and stuffs,..I would've had this up WAY earlier, but the power and the roads have been pretty snappy, I haven't been able to get online.

Omni knew quite well that she was dreaming, that all of the images in her paralyzed state of sleep were not real. All of the people she feared, all of the beings that actually managed to have her quaking with terror were after her. For a long time, Omni lay stiff in the bed, tense and scared. Soon after she was kicking, trying to get away from the terrorizing tendrils of fear cast from her mother. Comfort...It was like the female was touched by an angel, the quaking was subdued and she finally woke up. The first face she saw was Jacinto's, she must've made him concerned when she was moving in her sleep. Omni couldn't help but hold the man close, return to the gentle reality she now knew by living with her mate.

The day went normal from then on, making breakfast and laughing, spending some special time listening to the music from Jacinto's guitar. Things had to be done, explaining where she was going, and regretting the pained expression on his face, Omni made sure to promise to be back soon.

Jacinto went on about her getting sick from the cold for a while, so it was only right to don one of his long leather coats and jeans. Waving while leaving the room, the female called "See you soon." and left the mansion in no time.

The wooden staff the golden female held in her hands was gripped with the ferocity of her frustration, her palm steadily held the long flagstaff although her concentration was shaky. The target which she painstakingly painted bright colors hung from a leafless branch on the tree, the wind swaying it every so often. The motion of the target gave her a challenge, if Omni could be so lucky to strike at the center, her satisfaction in her skills would be increased. It was difficult to find a real sparring partner, Jacinto wasn't interested and the lack of aquaintances within Inferni proved the point of difficult. Again, she gripped the wooden stick, as hard as she can striking at the target, missing only by a few inches. "Ugh." Omni groaned as she lowered herself to the frosty ground only to look at the staff with annoyance. The fresh tattoo on her wrist began to sting, aqua orbs gazed at her permanent work upon her body, her eyes softening at the sight.

Her new mate Jacinto had a matching one, on his left wrist just like her own. Their own symbol of bonding and mateship. She had yet to meet his family, although she knew Columbine just a little. Jacinto's older brother didn't seem to find her sympathetic, but who really cared? She belonged to Jacinto now and was basically part of their family.

The staff was picked up by shaky hands, nervous to try out its power and her skill. Before swinging it, Omni searched the area with piercing blue eyes. Seeing no one, she didn't hesitate to practice once again. The air was freezing, the russet and gold fae felt as if her breath was frozen before it came from her throat. Jacinto was probably practicing his guitar, he promised to write a song about her. Omni wasn't very musical, so anything lyrical was like Greek to her.

Finally she gave an exasperated huff, her body was cold, whacking a target with a stick was becoming increasingly boring and patience wasn't something Omni had control over, having none at all to test. She put the staff down, but toyed with it in her fingers, twirling it idly in her fingers, regretting not bandaging the fresh tattoo. Her mind wandered back to her mate. The term "mate" seemed totally foreign to her, but soon it would be an everyday thing, something used to and never minded. Was Jacinto right for her? In her mind she had found contentment by the side of the Lykoi. He treated her right and never was controlling, his feelings for her were strong. The only notable fork in the road was his family, so unknown to her and yet may not think too high of her and cast her away. Finally Omni's mind found peace after the turmoil of confusion, and now the coywolf sought company. "Hello?" Her voice sounded lonely, desolate just like a single water droplet falling in sheer eerie silence, in the cold white world Omni seemed to be like a beacon, her coloring bright like a splah of color on blank paper, large chocolate ears swiveled just like satellites as they searched for any audible sound. There was no need to be nervous within her own home, trusting that no one would attack her on her own turf. "Damn" Was the only word she could muster before averting her attention back to practice.

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Helotes Lykoi · 01-22-2012, 05:38 PM

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OOC / +528

Helotes hadn’t been in the best of moods lately, especially after finding the scrawled note attached to his door. He was angry, brooding, and not sure what to do. It seemed as if Ezekiel had gone to Zana and told her about his foray with Halo, that could be the only explanation, unless Halo had told her herself. Either way, his love no knew, and it had shattered her, and she was gone. Helotes did not know where she had gone too, but she definitely was no longer in Inferni lands, he had searched endlessly for her. Now, the room next to his was cold and dark, and he had heard that Timori was being looked after by Enkiel and Ezekiel. Helotes was angry, he felt betrayed by his leader, and there was nothing he could do about it.

When he had first read the note he had been furious, he had wanted to confront Ezekiel then and there. But after talking with Kaena he had cooled to a low burn. Ezekiel had every right as Aquila to tell his followers whatever he wished them to know, even if other parties were trying to keep information away from them. Helotes understood, and perhaps Ezekiel had sent Zana away in an attempt to shield her from his ways, or to teach him a lesson. Well, if Ezekiel was trying to make a point, it was working, and Helotes was filled with sorrow.

He had contemplated going to Halo for comfort, but that was folly, he would find no comfort there. No, Zana had been his only comfort, she was the one to cradle his head in tiny arms when he cried over the death of his mother, and now she was gone. The only other person he could go to for comfort was Ilusion, so that is who he was searching for this day. Helotes was sure where his sister had gone off to once she had been accepted into Inferni, but he had not seen her around much.

Skirting along the tree-line near the mansion, a sound came to his ears, one of something being struck and huffing. Though he would have steered clear normally, a familiar scent came to him; Jacinto. What was he doing out here? Helotes went to investigate, but instead of finding his brother he found a lovely young female practicing with a bow staff against a target. He watched for a moment, taking note of her terrible form, but he chided himself for these thoughts. Not long ago he had been as novice as she. Stepping forward he raised a hand, Hello there. He said softly, the smirk that usually graced his features when meeting a pretty girl now absent. Though she was beautiful, he felt no lust for her, all his male energy having seemingly left with Zana.

Her scent though struck him; she smelled like Jacinto through and through, his musk clinging to her fur like the morning dew. How odd? Had Jacinto found a girlfriend? Oh what a thing that would be, I’m Helotes Lykoi, you smell like my brother. He said bluntly, but not rudely. He was only curious.

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