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Rikka de le Poer · 03-07-2010, 06:42 PM

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Rikka's lips pursed, but that was the only physical reaction that she displayed to his growing anger. She wasn't one to anger easily, though she could get annoyed and she could easily say that she was annoyed with Hybrid. The feeling was clearly mutual however. It did not seem likely that the two clan members would ever be friends. It was really only a matter of time until she had this sort of encounter with one of the other members of Inferni. Actually she considered it amazing that it hadn't happened before this point. She supposed her initial meeting with Halo had been somewhat similar, but the girl had been up and down and it had been impossible to tack her down. At least Hybrid wasn't quite so confusing, even if she didn't find him pleasant.

"I just don't take things at face value. There's at least two sides to every story." It really wasn't anything against the male, it was just the way she operated. He clearly did not appreciate her questioning nature, however. "I don't know many who would consider joining someplace an escape from it." That was the thing that was currently confusing her the most. How could he claim that the foreigner had joined Inferni to escape retribution from Inferni? If he hadn't wanted to be here he could have easily run. Hybrid logic on that point seemed, well, illogical. "I know sometimes civility doesn't work around here, but from what I've heard this foreigner wasn't being exactly hostile. I don't know everything about this situation, clearly, I'm only gleaning what I can from what I know." Rikka wasn't about to blindly follow or believe everything a clan member said. There was too much prejudice around here to be able to do that. She wasn't going to close her mind off just so she could avoid butting heads with individuals such as Hybrid. They would simply have to agree to disagree.

Hybrid Holocaust · 03-07-2010, 10:33 PM

Please don't feel obligated to match this. This is perhaps the most I've ever posted with Hybrid; I really just enjoyed figuring out all of his thoughts regarding Rikka, especially as a reaction to what she said. (Oh man, she made him THINK and then grrr ) So here goes. Sorry if it's a lot of Rikka bashing. Sad

He really does not like her!

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Hybrid now understood why he disliked this woman. Not only did she insult him by constantly questioning him — which he could handle, since her questions had at first been genuine, but now they were just annoying — but she ignored him too. Hybrid had never thought he was desperate for attention, but interacting with this creature made him question himself. Not only had she completely disregarded what he'd said, but she'd insisted on going off on other random tangents. What made it worse was that he had repeated himself a number of times, and still she didn't understand. Perhaps the entire concept of disrespect was too abstract for her. The way she spoke, she made it seem as though everyone was a saint. Hybrid knew this wasn't true at all. Everyone had committed their crimes; even she had. She had betrayed Inferni and sought her fortunes elsewhere (in this world outside, whatever that was) and now she had returned. But instead of returning with her belly scraping the ground and her eyes cast down, she had come without regrets and criticizing their very way of life.

Hybrid had predicted correctly, like he had with Silas. She did not understand Inferni, and she would not allow herself to, either. If anything, Hybrid had been shaped and moulded by the dogma of the clan. He had been born in Syemv (and the reason for this still continued to perplex him) and had been abandoned to the will of the clan. He had not been born there, like Rikka had, and had not been afforded the choice to leave. He, unlike Rikka, understood the clan and why it was the way it was. If Rikka ever had a hope for understanding Inferni, their motives, and all that gave it life, she would have to understand why Hybrid had tried to force Silas away from the borders.

But now, Hybrid realized, she would never understand. She had experienced so much outside of the clan that she closed herself to the harsh realities of the world within. Perhaps she had a future, quite unlike all of the wolves here. They were bound to these lands until the curse returned and they disappeared without a word. Hybrid's own flesh and blood had been whisked away, too; by the curse or by their own free wills.

Rikka was just like his family in some respects. She had chosen to leave, like Toxic, Midnight, and Garnet had. Just like Asphyxia and Naloxone had. They had been replaced by the bitter taste of abandonment. And perhaps that was why Hybrid placed so little importance on the concept of family; because he had been abandoned by his enough times to discredit it. Even now that Rikka had returned to hers, she had estranged herself from them for too long to re-integrate herself into the society. I don't know many who would consider joining someplace an escape from it. Her words made Hybrid chuckle quietly, then laugh, louder this time (but still not by much). She did not understand the irony of her words, apparently. Had she not joined Inferni to escape from it? If she could not understand Inferni and had abandoned it once before, all she was doing now was escaping. Perhaps escape also could mean taking the easy way out. And wasn't this the easy way? Coming back to where her family ruled and where they pulled the punches. In Inferni (no, Inferni II), her family was the ruling dynasty. They were still feared, just like they had been in Inferni I. Hybrid was here, along with a motley band of coyotes and hybrids, but the meaning was still the same.

She could believe what she wanted, but it still wouldn’t be true. Civility could work perfectly well here; in fact, the coyotes were really quite civil when you considered it. They did not kill trespassers on sight; that was certainly civil. From what Hybrid understood, their method of reacting to trespassers was completely correct, and their method of dealing with wolves only made sense. Eliminate your competition. More food for you and your clan; it was completely logical. What did that mean, then? Well, the only logical explanation was that Rikka was a fool.

“You’re a complete fool,” he iterated. “And you’ll never understand Inferni if you keep on going like this. Someone will best you and you won’t know why,” he noted. Perhaps he could best her one day. Oh, he would very much like to show her how Inferni operated, but he knew it would just go right over her head. “You’re a poor, ironic fool,” he concluded, reflecting on the obvious irony of her insistence that joining was not an escape. Obviously, by joining Inferni, Silas was now protected from Hybrid. Hybrid could not murder him under Inferni law. Kaena understood this; Hybrid understood this. This was why Hybrid knew it had nothing to do with blood, for there was no blood between Hybrid and Kaena, and yet Rikka could not grasp this basic concept. No, the problem here lay within Rikka; why couldn’t she see it?

No, Hybrid could answer that. In fact, he had been answering it this entire time in his inner monologue. Rikka failed to understand the very foundations upon which Inferni was built, and for this, Hybrid doubted that she could ever reconcile her heritage; her birth clan. He supposed this was not so much a problem as it was for her. Although it bothered him, he knew she was free to do as she pleased; he had no intentions in butting in to her life and telling her how to live or understand herself. But it would certainly make everything more complicated. Until she realized what Hybrid’s encounter meant as a reflection of the clan, Hybrid did not think she could ever be happy here. She would be miserable, and perhaps she would deserve it. She deserved it because she, like Silas, had joined Inferni as an escape, not as a solution. This would be her tragic mistake.

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Rikka de le Poer · 03-17-2010, 04:44 PM

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Lol, that's okay! I feel cool that I can make Tammi write so much, even if her char does not like my char XD And Rikka's just gonna be like "kbai Tongue " now :x 500+

The two creatures had been formed and lived in two completely different worlds and states of mind. Hybrid was the perfect soldier for Inferni. He did not question the way they did things here and saw nothing wrong with the way he or anyone else here conducted themselves. Rikka may have been born into Inferni, but she had always questioned the way things were in the clan. She had never been comfortable here just accepting things as they were without the reasons why. It made no sense to her that they all claimed to hate wolves so much when almost all of them had at least some wolf blood in their veins. Even Kaena had wolf in her, as much as she tried to ignore it. She and her brother, who now lead the clan, were much more wolf than they were coyote. How could she blindly accept the fact that wolves were bad and coyotes were good when she was part of both? When her mother more often chose wolves for her partners than coyotes? Hybrid had the luxury of not being a hybrid. He didn't have to wrestle with the questions that she had her whole life. That was all well and good for him, but she would never be able to see things so one dimensionally as he did.

Her return to Inferni had been far from an escape, and far from the easy way out. True, her family did rule the clan and held the sway in these lands, but that didn't mean that things were easier for her here. They were harder. Here she was the odd man out, the black sheep, the one who was different. Life had been much easier in the commune for her than it would ever be within the borders of the clan. Rikka had come back to try and reconnect with her family. To see if it were at all possible to be who she was while still living with her kin. The answer to that question would only come with time, and she knew she might end up regretting her decision to return, but she was going to stick it out and do her best to make this work. Inferni might be the easy road for Hybrid and those like him, but for her it was far from easy. Often it contradicted everything she believed in, but she put up with it for the sake of her family. She saw nothing cowardly in her decision to return, and had seen nothing cowardly in her decision to leave. She hadn't been happy with who she was and she had needed to leave to find herself. Anyone who looked down on her for doing what was best for her was just a sad, pathetic creature.

Rikka bristled at his mocking statement, though she remained stoic and still. He may have thought her a fool, but she found him equally one. The two would just live in a mutual disdain for the other and doing their best to avoid each other would be the best option. He could not see her side and she could not see his. It would just be best to never converse with the red-eyed male again. "You're a complete fool. You may be happy in your little microcosm, but what happens if it ever goes away? Where will you go then? What will you do? If you can't see anything of the world outside then it will devour you if it ever gets the chance." Someone like Hybrid would quickly make enemies and with no one to protect him but himself, he would be brought down to a swift demise. The world had a way of handling people like him, whose hearts and heads were filled with anger and hate.

They could keep on insulting one another until the sun came up, but Rikka much preferred to spend her night sleeping so she could wake ready for the new day. "Goodnight," she stated simply and walked into her cave. Hopefully Hybrid wouldn't be stupid enough to try and follow her in here to continue their debate. She was in no mood to continue to talk with someone who would never see or listen.

Hybrid Holocaust · 03-31-2010, 04:35 PM

Whooh! You can reply one last time if you want? Long, again, because Rikka does make Hybrid think! Grr! And thanks for the thread. This was a lot of fun. Smile

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Hybrid regarded the pale female with a stupefied expression. He shook his head, grinning fiercely (but it was more fangs than smile). Hybrid could not comprehend how she could believe this and still exist in Inferni. He knew she did not understand Inferni, or what it meant to be a part of the clan. Since she bore the same name as Gabriel, Hybrid doubted she would respect her brother as much as Hybrid did. There was something to be said about taking one’s own family for granted, and the mangy coyote suspected Rikka was one of those. She spoke about existing in lands outside of Inferni, and it was a plausible claim for Rikka to make; however, she probably did not know that Hybrid held his loyalty to Gabriel over his loyalty to Inferni. Hybrid had lived in two Inferni’s and learned the same lessons in each of them: if you want to survive, you have to be able to get by, any way you can. If that meant taking joy in killing wolves, or perhaps enjoying the sight of an additional skull on a pike, perhaps then all he had done was survive. Hybrid doubted Rikka could say this if she had lived in Inferni her whole life. She had existed outside its realms for too long, and did not understand the sacrifices the coyotes had made to keep their way of life. If she thought Hybrid’s way of life was connected to Inferni, she was wrong. If she thought he wouldn’t be able to survive outside of Inferni’s belief systems, then she was a fool.

“I kill for Inferni, but most of all, for Gabriel,” he started slowly, acknowledging her claim, and deciding to prove it wrong. “You wouldn’t be able to say that if you understood the sacrifices Gabriel has made for Inferni. We kill so you don’t have to, and so you can entertain foolish notions of peace. You have your peace because we murdered, in cold blood, and enjoyed it.” He left the sentence hang for a moment, staring at her intently. Yes, it was all ‘we’ for Hybrid. Both he and Gabriel did what they had to for the strength of Inferni. There was something to be said for Inferni’s survival; it was the only pack to survive the fire. Perhaps their methods were not so wrong after all. They had survived, and now, they lived.

When Hybrid thought she would cave, she simply uttered a quiet goodbye and dashed into her cave. Hybrid felt his lip draw back in a ferocious snarl. A fool and a coward; he hated creatures such as those. He shook his head, frowning, and began to stalk off. He hoped he never had to make her acquaintance ever again. Luckily, by definition of the word ‘acquaintance,’ it implied a one-time ordeal. If he was fortunate, Rikka would never speak to him again, and he could continue on with his normal routine. She was a poor, unfortunate fool. He hoped she realized this one day in the worst way possible.

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