These Differences Make Us Whole

Symera Villisca · 01-25-2012, 08:53 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Kiki; If you need to alter the date then let me know; 309 words

Symera Villisca

and the rat's in the cradle

Symera was quite glad to have Priest back. She had her best friend living in her room with her now. Of course a perk of that was that the cold nights were now made warmer as she had a body to cuddle herself up. Though it wasn't as if the cold had ever truly bothered her as she had been born in the area which meant that she was equipped to live in the north. And well, it wouldn't be too much longer until it started to warm up once more. Still, even if the cold didn't matter to her she still liked having a reason to be close to Priest while they slept.

Symera yawned and stretched as she got up before the sun as habit dictated. She had a moment where she actually considered blowing off Halo and morning training just to stay in bed. Of course the small girl knew that such wouldn't go over so well and forced herself from the bed. She headed down to join Halo for training that took up most of those early morning hours. Symera liked to believe that she was getting better but it was hard to say for certain.

After hours of training Symera finally made her way back inside of the mansion. She was quiet until she got up to the second floor and on down the hallway where her room was located. "Priest? Are you still up here?" The words were called out softly just in case Priest was asleep still. She didn't want to disturb him if he was resting still. The boy already came off grumpy enough when he was awake so she had no clue what he would be like should he be woken up. Though Symera figured that most should be rousing about now as the sun had started to peek up.

Priest de le Poer · 01-26-2012, 03:18 AM

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Lyrics are from Green Day, image from here. Table is made by Zero/Barrett. Pure sex. Yes.

<3 Yay, postings!

no one ever died for my sins
at least the ones i got away with

He'd risen early, though not early enough to catch Symera as she disappeared for her work with her mother. The reason? Hunger. The purpose? Death. It was on silent paws that he carried himself from the bedroom he shared with his older comrade, and on silent paws that he trotted down the stairs. Carmine eyes peered into the faded light as it crept upon the earth, his hunt beginning for one of the small, furred creatures with long ears. Rabbits. It was difficult to find, but he managed, and the long hunt that ensued was exhilerating. The minutes passed for the chase, the final blow landing as his teeth crushed the furry monster's windpipe. Blood slicked the ground as well as his muzzle, but he was pleased with himself as he carted his catch back to the mansion.

Symera still wasn't home when he returned, and the boy splayed his catch out on the ground to gut it with some difficulty. Blood seeped onto the floor, viscera oozed out and smoked on the air which was so much colder than their own temperature. He was pleased to see his work, the gruesome totem that he studied as his stomach growled. He was determined to wait, to feed Symera as well, for she was his and that was how he knew to behave. It didn't take long for her voice to catch his ears, the two large things twitching atop her head. "Yes." It was a simple statement, one that told her exactly who sat in her bedroom. "I have something for you."

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