~+Random House : A Gaian Roleplay+~

[elegantdemonofpoop]

Sparda mentally growled. The way this man treated Domini was not at all respective, and messing with his family meant death. This man, though without a doubt a person not to undermine, this was crossing the line. He sped over, clamping one hand tightly around the wrist, which had tossed his son so ruthlessly into the door. His normal gentle eyes faded, slowly blackness creeping around the iris. "You will not, ever do such a thing to anyone in my family or under my protection." his voice was low, angry, deadly. Talons slowly grew from the gloves tearing the soft fabric. Some veins appeared black against his skin, his demon demanding the man be killed, or close to it.

Vergil watched this, he wanted Dante dead but only he would be allowed to kill his idiot brother. However, if his father was going to attack, he knew he could not keep up. It pained him to admit such a thing though. His eyes glanced over to his mother. Damn she better not try and get in the middle of this. He doubted an entire army of demons could stop these people now.

Damon watched the bottle go against the wall. He did his best not to let his grin show at all. Though it was amusing. A free for all. Well as long as Celes didn't end up in the middle of it. His dark gaze looked down at herm curled up on one side like a child. It was too innocent and cute. She was too perfect. His eyes looked at the man who was daring to fight Spencer.

At first the man appeared to be a rather foolish human, a mortal. Then he remembered something. The devil, Sparda. The old legends were true. Even when was young the tale of Sparda seemed ancient. It seemed the legend was still alive. How he didn't know. Devil genetics, of course. "I believe you all need to calm down and think things through rationally." he stated clearly, mostly because he didn't feel like cleaning up blood and dead bodies.

Sparda ignored the words. He was beyond that right now. This whole thing had his fangs on edge. Small cracking noises came, his horns pushing aside his bangs as they slowly grew from his forehead. The black veins creped through his body, slowly showing themselves more and more. His blood was boiling, his anger has not been awakened in such a long time. Yet this man had snapped it in seconds, so much for having so much virtue and patience.

Celes was tired, that was clear as day. The aura in the death and malice was suffocating. How was anyone suppose to sleep like this. Pushing aside her beating hunger and weakening weariness she rose to her feet. She stood straight, her shoulders squared. She walked with pride over to the two and stood beside the arrogant men. “Both of you stop now. Just because you have reasons to be kept alive doesn’t mean I can’t beat within a inch of your lives.” Her voice was a low octave, a small demonic tone. Of course she knew neither knew about her little…beast. Spencer, if he figured it out, would understand the danger they were placing everyone in by awaking it.

Damon, with a burst of speed was behind Celes, pulling her against him. To bloody hell what these people were going to do. She was not allowed to become part of some fight. She may be able to win, actually there wasn’t a doubt in his mind, but no harm could ever come to her under his watch. He was forced to let go by a serious oh sharp fangs being driven then tore out of his arms. He looked at the many large puncture holes, the places where she’d torn out rather large pieces of flesh. The vital, precious crimson running slowly down his arms. Sometimes he’d rather be stuck destroying a vampire then trying to calm an enraged Celes. His mind went completely blank for a moment, catching a flicker of red within the depths of her eyes. That wasn’t…normal, even for her. He felt a tingle of mental pain as she turned her head in a slow, predator way towards Sparda and Spencer. Heaven above, let them stop and let her weariness stop her.  

[XxJezixX]

Spencer glared at this man, who dared to rise against him, and released Domini to push behind him. "I don't know who do you think you are, but this business is between my lifemate and myself." He could feel glares directed at him from three sources and pulled his wrist from this demon of a man, whom was beginning to look like a vampire. What if this man was?

Eva watched as her husband lost his temper, true she was mad aswell, no one treated her children like that, and she would love to smack his man on the head, which she heard laughing in her head, not her own. She walked up to place a hand on Sparda's forarm and looked at her husband. No matter what he looked like, Sparda would always be her husband, and she would love him no matter what.

Domini snickered upon catching Eva's little train of thought and then walked around Spencer, avoiding his arm easily. "Sparda-sama, please calm down." Her voice purposely lowering, in an attempt to pursuade him to calm down, and glared at Spencer, telling him to keep his distance.

She glanced at Celes with a raised eyebrow, only seeing her friend lose her tempers sometimes, but never like this, and that almost made her pity the man attempting to hold her back. After all those wounds did look painful.

Dante glared at the man who had thrown him, but was shocked at his father's response, and stood quickly in an attempt to get his mother away, before she got hurt. His mother, however, swatted his hand away, and went back to trying to calm down Sparda, but the other girl was trying to do the same.  

[elegantdemonofpoop]

Sparda kept his gaze on the man, dead in the eyes, only to give a small waver over to Eva. Damn it all to blood hell! “If you treat her and the people she cares about in such a cruel manner she’ll never accept you into her life.” He commented, with a snide attitude. People in general, those over-arrogant people needed to be killed. He closed his eyes, forcing down the ever-growing urge to rip this man’s heart out and crush it beneath his foot. He glared once more at the man before wrapping his arms around Eva, dragging her into a hug. Sometimes he wondered how on earth he ended up with a wife like her and his sons. The black veins slowly faded though some remained along his neck, the horns disappeared into nothingness, letting his bangs fall somewhat messily over his eyes again. He still wanted to at least strangle the man, but maybe some other day. He leaned his head down, nestling against the top of his wife’s head. Maybe it was because he needed something to suppress the demonic urges that he was so attached to his family.

Damon watched the man, Sparda, hug tightly onto the woman and felt rather relieved. That was one less thing to worry about. He looked at his wounds, tearing off what little of sleeves he had lift. He licked his wounds shut, knowing he may have to repair some muscle damage, later though. He looked over at Spencer, and then to Celes, the growing concern of just how to calm her down was enough to make him want to begin pulling out his hair. A small echo of laughter, dark, demonic laughter, floated in his head for a moment before the momentary connection was broken. For supposedly know so much about his lifemate, he realized just how little he really knew.

Celes grinned, a gleam of white fully lengthened fangs. Her black gaze wondered over to Sparda, well he couldn’t be targeted anymore. The demon raged its anger at Spencer. Her head snapped quickly towards him. The fool would regret coming to her domain. She lunged forward, razor talons outstretched to attack his chest; maybe she could rip out a lung. She was surprised fully when her attack was brought short, and looked through the fog of rage to see whom she’d struck. Damon?! That…b*****d! She ripped her talons out of the arm, which he’d used as a guard and glared with malice at him. “Move.” She demanded, giving a low growl. However the stubborn fool refused to obey. She jumped quickly to the side and attempted to dash forward, only once again to be stopped by that pest. Her inner demon raged his head, roaring and baring it fangs. She jumped back, only to have him be standing right there in front of her. It was…uncomfortable to have him so close. She leaned back in a somewhat mild motion to get away.

No avail. His gaze locked hers into place and damn it all! Why couldn’t she just look away? Her body felt like lead, the demon still raged yet something else, more then just her mind, controlled her motions. Her lashes drifted down to shadow the red flames and she drew a deep breath. No, she wouldn’t let him stop her. If she was going to calm down it’d be on her own will.

Damon didn’t know what he was doing right now. He was just following his instincts. Of course to some it might be perceived as he’s protecting Spencer. Truthfully, if Domini wasn’t his lifemate, he really couldn’t care less. He leaned a little closer, wondering why she’d close her eyes and create such a strong mental barrier to keep people out. Surely it wasn’t that bad, was it? He reached and caught her chin, feathering her cheek with his thumb. “You are more then welcome to return my princess.” He whispered in a soothing voice. Of course he knew his ‘male taunting’ would get her back. If there was one thing she learned it was how to get her stubborn side out and that could overcome anything.

Celes growled again, wanting to snap that egotistical grin that she knew he had on. She finally collapsed onto the floor and mentally focused on retaining control over that beast that lurked in her mind. No way was she going to kill Damon and have it be because she lost control of herself. Not her. She opened her eyes, glaring up at Damon who stood in the exact same spot, not a single muscle moved. “Well? Going to stand there or are you going to help me up you jerk!” she shouted, and holding down laughter as he had straightened up and appeared a little shocked at her outburst. Of course she hadn’t actually completely forced down the beast, just enough to appear tame…well as tame as someone like her gets. She reached up, accepting his help as he pulled her to her feet and held onto her for a moment before letting go of her hand. “I…should probably sleep. If I’m snapping this easily.” She joked slightly, rubbing the back of her head with slight embarrassment.  

[XxJezixX]

Domini bent her head as a smile crept it's way onto her face and the fangirlism rose. Within seconds she had spaced herself from the Sparda couple and randomly snapped a few pictures for later... for her scrapebook.

Then a question raised in her mind, something Eva had mentioned a while ago and now she really wanted to confirm it. "Uke... Dante... Do you two still want to have babies?"

Spencer watched emotionlessly, as possible, as Celes lashed out, and kept a close eye on Domini's position. Damon had somehow got his lifemate to calm down and now all he needed to to was to get his to cooperate.

He came back down to earth and heard Domini ask if the two men, who looked like twins, or some sort of relative, if they wanted to have babies, and Spencer almost fell over. What frame of mind did she think with? Upon that comment he felt a sharp jab in his side and saw Domini glaring over her shoulder at him.

She was listening to him, on their channel, and he couldn't help smirking.

Eva smiled, having her husband back to himself once again, and couldn't help giggling upon hearing her friend's questioning her sons. That was something she had told her a while ago, but never imagined she would bring it up, and this would turn into an interesting turn out for the conversation. One thing, though, either fixed hair or sex hair, and right now it was inbetween. It took a little fidgitting, before she got one of her arms free, and messed up his hair just a bit more, until it looked like his oh-so-hot-and-sexy-as-hell-sex-hair.

Dante watched as his father turned from savage beast to a man lovingly hugging his wife and smiled... Damn he needed some booze though and those bottles were still on the table.

He stood, a bit wobbly, and strolled on over to the table. His fingers curled around the neck of one of the bottles and bit out the cork. "I do, but me and Verg might have to go to marriage counselling before we have kids." After that he took a swig and swallowed the rather thick liquid. "What the hell kind of wine is this anyway?!"

He didn't?! Her nose picked up the scent of blood and rubbed her temples, he did. "Dante, put it down." How the hell could Dante, be related to the brilliant scholar that is Sparda? Genetics are a mystery.

Still the moron, that is Dante, set the bottle on the table, and glanced from Damon to Spencer. "Find a way to cap that thing, before we all lose our minds." Domini, meanwhile, walked over to Celes and hopped on her back. She was short enough, not of which she was too proud of at times, but it worked, and she herself was beginning to feel sleepy. "Sleepy now?" Her words came out somewhat slurred and she found out just how tired she was.  

[elegantdemonofpoop]

Celes growled and glared sharply over at Dante, about ready to snap his head off. He was wasting blood that they needed to live! "I think sleep will be waiting for a while..." she said with a growl. Personally she was about to attack Dante but stopped because he friend jumped on her back. Curses.

She looked over at Spencer, "You really do jack s**t. You come here, expect Domini to listen, provoke Sparda, toss Dante around, and you honestly believe anyone will ever like you? God. I'm glad I'm not your lifemate." she stuck her tongue out at him and turned her head to Damon. "Don't think that means I like you." she commented rather quickly as a reprise to her first comment.

Damon grinned softly, making sure to show too much, knowing it'd set Celes off again. He did agree, Dante wasn't exactly a genius. Compared to the legends and such of Sparda, it seemed hard to believe, on a mental level, they’re related. "Of course not." he rolled his eyes slightly and turned his head away. That stubborn face. He wanted to kiss it right off. He did admit to not being as...forceful are Spencer was. He preferred to, well try to court her, in older world terms.

Vergil visibly shook at the comment made by Domini and Dante. "We're not married! I don't know where you get such obscure ideas. There is no possible way I am related to you. You must be adopted." he commented with no real emotion, just annoyance. He crossed his arms and went over to lean against a wall. He shook his head and closed his eyes. Such fools.

Sparda paused for a moment, trying to see what on earth Eva had done to his hair, it felt out of place though. He arched one eyebrow in confusion before looking down at her. "What did you do?" he questioned. Then the comments by Domini and his son hit him. He almost fell backwards, still holding onto Eva as well. He caught his balance and shook his head slightly. "My sons are what?!" he blurted out in shock. Now this was just weird.

Celes shook her head. Poor Sparda. She felt a tension in her upper legs that didn't go away for a while until all feeling in her legs in general went. As the feeling went, so did she fall to the ground. Before she crash-landed she pushed off Domini. Being crushed was not going to happen today. She landed on the floor ad closed her eyes. The scent of blood kept her awake, yet weariness was...too tiring. She pushed herself to sit up and glanced around. So many ebbs and flows of blood pounding in her ears. Just following her hearing to the nearest person she rose up, cling and bite her fangs down into the neck. She drank, making sure not to take too much. Her eyes opened, and HOLY s**t! She quickly sealed the pricks and took a few steps back. Heat rose quickly to her cheeks and she felt like a complete fool! "S-sorry Sparda-sama!" she blurted out.

Damon growled slightly. Taking blood from another man! Then again, in views his blood may be more helpful. It seemed like it was. Of course those two were the same age. He also had genetics that might be helpful. Actually maybe they could get a blood sample to send off to the healers. Shea and Gregori would be interested in such a thing. "Celes, please, sleep. I will occupy you and stay only if you desire. You need to be sleeping. If we stay up during these hours we'll be weaker then mortals." He noted, a small push to his voice. Just, they both needed sleep. He didn’t look it but she did.

Sparda raised a hand, rubbing his neck where a small notable tingling feeling remained. Wait, what happened? His mind had some reason went completely blank and he couldn’t remember what happened a few seconds ago. He looked down at Eva, raising a eyebrow. “What happened?” he couldn’t help but question.

Celes sighed and fell back expecting to land on the floor. Nope, she rested against a wall of chest and arms wrapped tenderly around her. So Damon caught her and she was resting against him. Oh well, he was…comfy at least. She nuzzled against him, shifting onto one side and curling her knees closer to her chest. Forget it, was growing too tired again. Stupid Carpathian blood! She reached to one arm and cuddled against it, using it more or less as a pillow. She drew slow breathes, her pulse becoming slower and fainter. Sleep was far to welcoming but she did have guests. Oh, damn it all to hell.  

[XxJezixX]

[ This is an attempt at a post, it might suck. ]

A rush of adreneline soared through her blood as a familiar scent reached for her nose and glanced around, noting the color differentiation. Her mind searched for her mp3 and brought it to her palm. The headphones were in her ears and music echoed.

The perfect song to listen to in the rain, Untitled by Simple Plan, and somehow managed to avoid everyone in the room, making it outside into the downpour of rain. No pain pricked her skin, the clouds so dark, it almost was like a moonless night, and she twirled like a young child who escaped the confines of their home in order to dance in the rain, jump in the puddles, and of course the foolish attempt to be struck by lightning.

Spencer barely missed Domini in her escape, appearantly Celes had trained her well with her abilities, and yet it was somewhat comfortable with the door open. He could see her faint shadow in the darkness, but her voice went with the song, it was a sad song, and yet he was happy to see her doing what she wanted.

He wanted to give her freedom, but he had to protect her, and turned to Damon, a raised eyebrow accompanying a smirk. When she finally decides to go to sleep, the sun is sinking below the horizon, and that made him wonder how Domini could stay awake without weakening as much as they do during the daylight hours.

Watched intently, not blinking as her husband was used as a chew toy... now there was an idea and a kinky one at that. She smirked, Eva planned on trying that sometime later, and stuck her tongue out at Vergil, that sour-puss. She heard her name being called and looked towards the door, which was open. Rain, she blushed slightly remembering back to her first kiss with Sparda, and hot damn that was steamy. [xD :almost dying due to laughter: ]

Domini stopped her movement, long enough to call Eva, and invite her to dance in the rain. She saw Eva place a kiss upon Sparda's cheek, before coming out into the rain, and they placyed tag, almost running into a couple of tree.

Dante saw his mother run out the door and peered out past the towering man, who seemed to be enjoying himself. His eyes adjusted and saw two shadows moving around like children in the thick shower. Someone yelled something, distorted by the rain, and thus impossible to understand.

That same man, took a step or so back, and just as he looked around, something smacked him in the face. He had gotten clocked by a mud pie and he cracked his knuckles, so they want to play dirty eh?

Removing his coat, it landing on the hanger, Dante rushed outside, and chased the shadows, who were laughing whole-heartedly at his attempts to catch them. He came back a few minutes later, splattered with even more mud, and blew some from his mouth. The mud lasted worse than that red wine and red wine never tasted bad!

Domini attempted to high five Eva for their victory over Dante, but in the darkness, and stubbornness of ignoring her senses a muddy hand print was now on their foreheads. They both laughed and put their faces up towards the sky, letting the mud drip off. They would both have to change once inside and jsut for the hell of it would probably snap Vergil with one of the wet towels.

[ >3 Eva is evil... I want a mom like her! Dante and Verigl are lucky shits. xD ]  

[elegantdemonofpoop]

Sparda watched and waved slightly as Eva ran out into the rain with her friend. Sometimes his wife was like a child, maybe that's why he loved her so much. He sighed and smiled softly. He watched Dante come in, covered and spitting mud. He wanted to question, raising a hand and opening his mouth before silencing himself and letting his hand drop to his side.

Damon looked out to watch the scenes unfold then went back to Celes, who was clearly attempting very hard to stay awake, as he heard from her thoughts, for the sake of her guests. He combed a hand through her hair and leaned down, brushing a kiss on her forehead. "You can sleep, we can tend to your guests." he whispered gently near her ear, the small shiver she gave was too cute. If she went to sleep he wanted to stay beside her.

He let his fingers rest in her hair from a moment before placing his hand on her arm, which clung to him like a child to their blanket. Sometimes, when she was so close to sleep, she did not seem like she could harm a fly. No, she appeared angelic in such a state.

Vergil grinned slightly at the sight of Dante. Of course Dante was known to play dirty but this was a rather new, and for his brother, tasteful experience. At least at wasn't at his expense.

Celes hummed softly to herself for a moment before she began to softly sing, AFI - Prelude 12/21. She let her eyes open just the slightest, to peer out at the door. Domini, inside, now. she demanded. Domini may be able to summon storms but she never seemed to be able to fully control it for a long period of time. She brought a bottle of blood over, lifting herself up to sit, resting herself against Damon.

She let her fangs lengthen, ripping the top off, spitting it out off to a side. She quickly finished the whole bottle off. She glanced over at Dante, chucking it over at him. That idiot deserved it. She slouched against Damon, still she kept her arms wrapped around his one and rested against him. Damn, he was comfortable.

Sparda looked over at the two and almost laughed. He placed a hand over his mouth. It seemed some of Eva's habits rubbed off on him. Those two seemed very comfortable together, well, hopefully she wouldn't lose her temper again. That was very scary. He was able to slay the ruler of the demon world yet he didn't for a second, doubt she couldn't do that as well. She could probably kill him within seconds.

Damon listened intently to the song, it was sad in a sort yet, very warming. His eyes never lifted away from Celes, and grinned as she rested against him. He placed his chin on top of her head. "Sleepy my dear?" he questioned, tilting hi s head slightly. He chuckled at the light jab in the arm she gave as her protest. They both gave a small chuckle and he held back his smile as she cuddled against him. "Comfortable?"

"Mmm" was all she even tried to say. She turned her face to rest against his chest, letting her hair dangle over her face in a thin veil. Ok, so for once she was getting along with him. Couldn't hurt.  

[XxJezixX]

Domini stuck her tongue out at Celes in the darkness, but her control over this storm was waning, and nature was going to take over; worse or fade away completely. Smiling she pulled Eva inside, both of their clothes were soaking wet, and a lot heavier than when they were dry.

Mud stained her arms and laughed anyway, whiping in onto her already soiled clothing. She noticed two things, that mischievous look Eva had in her eyes whenever something perverted was being plotted, and Celes actually getting along with Damon; that was a first. There... She paused to close the door, happy now.

Eva spotted Sparda watching so carefree, from his position, and walked over, dripping wet. Smiling ever so innocently, she wrapped her arms around him, knowing full-well that she was getting his clothes wet as well, and pulled back. "Let's you and me get out of these wet clothes." She winked at him, but not only that stuck her tongue at him as well, and Eva had learned to taunt Sparda over the years of their marriage.

Domini was literally astounded by her friends bluntness, but found herself almost doubling over laughing, and why it was so damn funny, she didn't know, it just was. She was too busy laughing to notice an arm around her waist that kept her from falling and was giggling long after she had started crying. That is when she felt a hand rubbing circles on her back and yet couldn't find the energy to object.

Dante crashed to the floor, not just from the bottle impacting his head, but his mother's comment, and wow, he didn't see that coming. He laid there for a few moment, before blinking, and raising his thumb into the air, giving her a thumbs up. "Great one mom!" he laughed before his arm fell and smacked him in the face.

That woman was quite blunt, but appearantly that is what made her so amusing, or Domini wouldn't have been laughing to the point of tears, and still continuing to giggle.

He almost was blinded by her laughter though, the color were vivid, even more than what they had been before, and had caught her before she had fallen. Spencer was pleased when she didn't pull away as he made circles on her back and smiled, grinning widely, in his mind.

[ GO EVA!!! <3333 ]  

[elegantdemonofpoop]

"Eva?!" she shouted in surprise. Sure she taunted Sparda but wow. "Ok, you two have a room you're welcome to go and stay down there for a while." she implied of course many things. She chuckled lightly, of course she'd actually heard many pick-up lines a great deal of times. The joys of being ancient. She smiled and shook her head. Her friends were so weird, then again she couldn't talk. She was probably the weirdest of the bunch.

You pull of being weird in a very attractive way though. he commented to her mentally, watching as she once again jabbed his arm lightly. He knew he could actually cause him a great deal of pain with a punch if she so wanted. The fact she was far too pleasant. He watched her tilt her head back to glare up at him. He kissed her forehead again. Watch yourself my dear, I might just steal you away from here.

Don't you wish, child? she sent back. She stuck her tongue out, purposely to taunt him. She almost burst into laughter at the still shocked face Sparda had. Giving a small grin, she brought forth a small mist into the room. Using the mist was a cover she made a small cloud to rain upon Eva and Sparda. When she heard Sparda's little yelp of shock, score.

Sparda almost jumped in shock. He looked at Eva and had some trouble with his bangs hanging over his eyes. "Come on." he said, grabbing her hand, lacing their fingers together before heading to somewhere to change. Wait, did they have a spare change of clothing? Well Eva could probably use something of Domini or Celes's. He was glad when the rain seemed to magically stop, and the mist disappeared too. What on earth caused such a weird happening?

Vergil just shook his head. He HAD to be adopted. Only way he could be part of the family. He was amused though my Dante's being abused. He went off into the library, mostly to get some piece and quiet. He shut the door behind him and went to sit on a rather large, comfortable chair. Yamato rested beside the chair and he closed his eyes in thought.

"You are mischievous little girl." Damon poked fun at her. The emotions, the pure joy and love he felt was all consuming. More then anything he was proud of her. She was amazing. He was so immersed in his thoughts he was a little shocked. She was almost face to face with him and she had a far too taunting grin. “You are wearing my patience and control.” he pointed out with a small growl at the end. He had endured a large amount of things but enduring her...that was another story all together.

She just chuckled and stood up in one fluid motion. Celes flipped some of her hairs behind her shoulders and crossed her arms. Her grin was still taunting and the one that always, she’d learn, drove him INSANE, of course she could do that by just being herself. This just added more fun for her. Why? She wasn't sure, it just was. She took small, sleek steps about the room to go over to the window. The storm, which Domini had summoned seemed to be growing partly out of control. Great. Celes walked over to the door, tearing it open, almost ripping the hinges and door clear off. The rain fell in sheets, thunder roared in anger, and lighting arched cloud from cloud.

She went near the pool, sitting at the edge with her feet in the water. She focused herself in making the storm fade away. Bit by bit the storm itself calmed down to a light drizzle before it vanished away. Celes, being still worn out, let herself fall forward into the pool. She floated on her stomach before flipping onto her back to stare up at the darkened sky. Despite her laziness getting to her she got out of the pool and re-entered the house, a soaking mess. Wonderful time to be a girl…at least she wasn’t in a white shirt and had a sports bra on.

[Very sucky but there.]  

[XxJezixX]

Domini had watched as Celes walked out into her storm, ha, she hadn't completely ******** up, and it was good for a coverage. A couple seconds a whiggling and squrimming, she freed herself from Spencer's hold, and waddled, somewhat, outside. Where the energy came form, she wasn't sure, but she cannon balled into the pool.

Eva grinned ear to ear and cuddled happily into his arm. They found a random room and just walked inside to change. She kissed him deeply and turned away to begin to undress, but not before winking over her shoulder. In her mind she could hear laughter and she was laughing too.

Dante sighed, appearant weariness setting in, and got up, only to waddle off to a room. It was dark, warm, and it was welcoming. He layed on the bed, before turning onto his back, and blew at his bangs, that were so annoyingly handing in his face. His eyes were drifting closed and his mind soon slowed down, before falling into the welcoming arms of unconciousness.

"Hey..." she swam over to Celes and poked her arm. Domini opened her mouth to continue what she was planning on saying, but it slipped her mind, and damned her somewhat goldfish memory. "Nevermind..." Holding the image of a panther in her mind, her body shifted, and she was soon swimming around the pool inside the body of a large cat.

Stepping out of the water, she shook, and felt the droplets leave her fur somewhat dry, but not as soaked as it had been before. She stuck her tongue out at Celes and padded over to the door, only to sit outside the frame, patiently waiting.

Spencer was reluctant to release her, having read her mind, and her intentions, but let her go anyway. Goldfish memory? That raised a question and he shook his head smiling; she was weird, but he liked that about her.

Something jumped inside him, when she transformed, from pride to desire, and refused to hide it from her. A kink formed in her long tail, but was qucikly smoothed out by swaying, and she glared at him from over her shoulder, even from within the body of a large cat. He sent her a toothy grin, before transforming into a male panther, and began a slow advance towards her.  

[elegantdemonofpoop]

[There, it sucks but I have to get off like in two seconds.]

Celes shook her head violently to get the water from her hair, best as possible that is. With a mass of hair, it was hard to keep dry and groomed by mortal ways. She took a bunch in her hands, squeezing out excess water. Her black obsidian eyes looked over her shoulder to notice the oh so arrogant male panther that was Spencer making his way towards Domini. Within a instant she had changed to a large black wolves, eyes soulless, bleak, eye of a predator. She moved in a elegant, powerful movement to place herself between the advancing male and her best friend.

The mind of a wolf, and the mind differences she had made a dangerous combination. Her head turned quickly over to Spencer, a glare, a challenge to dare him to try and take Domini way. It was, in all sense, her male side in a sort, taking control. Over the years she’d figured out how to best use this to her advantage.

Sparda grinned slightly, turning around and wrapping his arms around Eva. He nipped playfully at her ear. “While we’re here why not,” there was a brief pause to try and find the correct words. “Enjoy ourselves.” He turned her around, pulling her tightly against him, finding his mouth and seizing it. Perhaps it had been the wild ride of events earlier but now he wanted some time alone with his wife. A little playtime would be nice. ((OOC: Go Sparda, woo!))
As Damon walked over, he leaned his hip against the doorframe looking out at Celes, Domini and Spencer. He cloud join in and end up in a brawl trying to keep Celes and Domini from killing Spencer but, he’d rather not. He moved in a rather lazy and relaxed fashion towards outside and found a comfortable spot to sit and watch, yet he wanted to be near the pool. He placed his hands behind him, leaning back and using his arms for support. Watching this could be fun, maybe, if he were human, he’d eat some popcorn too.

He looked over his shoulder to see his reflection in the water for a split second. Colors, emotions, so many things Celes had given him. She didn’t seem to understand just how much these things, and her, meant to him. He wanted to protect her but he knew she was more then strong enough to stand on her own two feet. With a small sigh in his mind he looked over to Celes. He felt a emotion, a mix of many emotions looking at her. The princess of the race, a huntress, singer, dancer, artist, writer, and so many other things. Most of all she was his lifemate and in due time things would work out for him.

Celes smiled in the body of the wolf. What was it in this body that made her actually care about what Damon thought of her? Why was her mind shadowing his? Damn it all to hell. Her eyes closed as she pushed herself against Domini. There were questions to be asked, but at a much later time. Protecting her friends was her main concern. Damon, was at the time a very, very close second. Despite the fact she didn't want him to be.  

[XxJezixX]

[ grrr brain dead... defib thingies fail... but yet... :sits up from under a blanket : I live! Where's my pizza? oxo :continues to watch something impossible to udnerstand:]

Colors swirled when he kissed her and before she realized anything, they were alone in their room; not to mention, his shirt was gone. Hot damn came the thought and sucked in breathe, it sounded like a pleased hiss. [ :laughing so bad at Eva's thought: ]

Dante watched as his father, personally, and openly displayed affection for his mother. Since when was his dad, such a romantic, and boy, did he need lessons; otherwise he was screwed in the world of love. [ Meh >x> Dante gets weinerish post ]

Domini changed back and clung to the fluffly wolf, purposely letting the throught float out. It would possibly bother Celes and caught Spencer's glance, mentally damning herself as she felt heat rise to her face. Clothing herself, in the manner of the Carpathian people, and glared at him, but had to look away because of those damn emerald eyes.

Celes... Princess? What? She rubbed her face into Celes's fur, throughly confusing herself, her friend in the fairy-tale princess sterotype, would never work, and sighed. "Fuzzy wuzzy..."

Spencer saw the blush and couldn't help smirking; she was so stunning. His, she was his little miracle, and chuckled when he heard her growl. Indeed, she was sensitive about her height, and raked a hand through his chocolate brown hair.

He closed his eyes, savoring the ability to feel, and by the time he opened them, Domini was standing infront of him. "Don't call me little, you jackass." she scolded him and wrapped her arms around her waist, drawing her into his chest.

"Love, it is a compliment, not an insult." He paused, leaning down to place a kiss on her brow, "You are my little miracle and mine alone." He glared daggers at the male, who had been stupid enough to, he believed the term used was 'hit on', and growled lowly, turning his back to him; Domini under the protection of his shoulder.

A small hand thumped his chest and saw Domini glaring at him, "You can put me down now." Her voice coming out in a cute little squeak and felt her resentment for herself at the moment. [Cocky son-of-a-b***h]

[ grrr... there's my postie... :flipping off Spencer: a**-whipe.]  

[elegantdemonofpoop]

Celes shook her head and glared daggers at Spencer. She was so very tempted to tear him limb from limb but with Domini so and her killing urge so high it was a risk she wasn’t going to take. She snarled however a warning to the egotistical male. She walked into the house, when going by Spencer, nipping at his ankles. Domini, did you forget already? She questioned. When she passed through the doorway she was back to normal and clothed. She moved with fluid grace over to the chair before her sense told her what could be the best news of the whole day, maybe her life.

Outside, in the midst of the dark night Zhou Yu walked along the beaten pathway, as one could call it. He took to note the beauty orchids had at night, even more so in this area. It seemed a sight a person would dream of having. He tilted his head only the smallest when the walk spilt. One went off to what appeared to be a large house, perhaps a mansion. The other just went on. He turned towards the house and reached the door. Before he could even knock on the door it swung open and someone quickly hugged him. A familiar person, it took him a moment to realize who. When it hit him, it him like a ton of bricks. He wrapped his arms around her and smiled, “Lady Celes. I did not expect to find you here.” He murmured to her, placing a hand on her head while she rested her chin on his shoulder.

Celes reluctantly let go of Zhou Yu and took a step back. She went and stood to the side of the door, raising one arm to motion inside. “You may enter my lord.” Why she was speaking with a small accent and in such a manner confused her. When he went up to her and caught her arm he gave her a small push inside before he entered himself. She turned on her heels and glared at him with her arms crossed. “What was that for?”

“Ladies first.” He pointed out. Zhou Yu looked around the interior of the building. Basic but with different worldly and cultural charms to it. He narrowed his gaze with suspicion, as the room seemed filled with malice, it felt directed at him as well. Over the years he’d, as Sun Ce put it, obtained some extra sense to just about everything. Well Ce had put it in his own weird words but that how he had interpreted it. He looked over at Celes who had tensed severely.

He walked past Celes into the move living room area. When he turned around he found a hand tightening around his throat and he was being lifted from the ground. His dark gaze met cold empty eyes, eyes of death. He tried to move his arms but his body seemed to be made of lead.

Damon growled low at the man. He had dealt with enough of Celes and her little friends. This was coming to an end and this fool just happened to be unlucky. He turned his head back as he watched Celes walk towards him. He kept his gaze intently on her. When she stopped he gave only the smallest hint of confusion. In a motion so quick the man was free from his grasp and Celes had a talon extended and against his throat. His head was tilted back with his jugular and the talon just a thread away from it.

Normally in this situation he would retaliate but to do so now would provoke his lifemate further and lead to even more disaster. He gave a small mental touch to her mind finding a small red haze of murder. He closed his eyes, finding that despite the tension he could inhale her fresh scent, and though her talons where sharp and deadly, her skin was soft and warm.

A jolt of pain snapped him from his fantasy world when his head was jerked back even further. “Don’t you ever try to harm anyone close to me. Those in my care will be protected and any who dare to harm them will disposed of. This rule applies to you as well.” her voice seemed to have her normal pure voice, but a demon was raising in it. He was pushed with such a force, beyond that of any vampire’s forward. He almost crashed into the wall but catch himself and did a small twirl to stand and face her.

Celes went over and sat on the couch, next to Zhou Yu, noting that he had moved and sat down to relax during the tension. She laid down, resting her head in his lap. Her eyes looked at Damon for a moment before she closed them. She felt a inner peace, and felt his arm placed over her and wrapped her arms equally around his arm, snuggling against him. There was too much to deal with at the current time and she felt her burden was far too large. Some relaxation time would be nice.

She mentally listened to Damon, making sure no one, of any standings would know about the mental touch. She chuckled to herself when hearing his thought, Son of a b***h. She grinned and snuggled against Zhou Yu and the couch. Making him upset was so fun.  

[Maha Reborn]

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4 things:
1: I had to use vertical lines instead of the right oriented slants, the slants vanish when posted.
2: That is a lot more work than it looks.
3: The original idea is someone elses picture.
4: Although I am still the one that typed this out, no copy and pasting.