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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 11:13 pm
Lying back against the trunk of the tree, Demetrius continued to fiddle with his magic into the late hours of the night. He conjured up shadows and watched them dance about his paws in the dim moonlight. Although he was ebil in alignment, he was a sort of...lawful evil. He always had to have justification for his actions, especially when his magic was involved. With a grin, he imagined using said powers to protect himself from the last attacker he received. Now he relaxed as he just finished rested himself and recharging his power. Should anything happen, the wizard would be prepared.
Ravca slipped away from Manes just moments ago, slithering through the forest with a fiery aura about her. He had said some truly magic words that had excited her. Now she could not rest until she had a bit of fun. The demon knew that he would not be far behind her, which is why she didn't need to look back. As she rushed on through the thick forest, her barbed wire snagged on branches, causing more cuts and scratches to decorate her skin. The smell of her own blood was nothing new to her, but even still, it thrilled her. The night now belonged to her and her... companion of sorts.
She continued on until suddenly, she sensed something. Quickly and gracefully, she darted a little ways up into a tree to get a better look. With her eyes adjusted to the smallest amount of light, she could see a figure just up ahead. Although she couldn't quite see him, she had a feeling he was a good starter target, at least. His frame was large, and his slight movements suggested something powerful. A huge grin then appears on her lips. "And the hunt begins," she whispers into the night, knowing Manes would somehow probably hear her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 11:39 pm
So long it has just been caves. Torches on the wall; curled against his sister amongst the dirty rugs; the smell of blood everywhere. It invaded every nook and cranny. There was no fresh air. The flickering light casting shadows that hid jealous demons that wanted to steal the life of their little siblings. Screaming; from deep down below in the temple where the unlucky once were taken. Manes had created his own song and he had hummed it constantly while watching the shadows; protecting Batya and Raska from the grasping claws of Satsu and Valum.
As he moved through the forest with silence and grace, Manes could feel something akin to joy at being in a place that was different. The smell of blood was there still; it was always with him. As was the taste. On his tongue forever. But at least it was muted now. Though very soon he would partake in the blood letting of an innocent. It was exhilarating. This choice to let the blood run and cause torment. The Dark Angelic circled just out of sight; feeling and hearing Ravca’s passage. With her words whispering into the dark, he heard her and let out a deep sigh, lips curling into a sharp grin.
“Make the first move Ravca.” He appeared on the branch beside her and urged her forward. His red eyes danced with an inner fire; a madness that was rarely obvious to any he approached. “Begin the dance and I will join you.”
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 11:28 am
The demon glanced over at Manes, grinned again, then nodded her head slowly. She recognized the fiery glare he was giving, as her red eye mimicked it perfectly. Just as she turned her head back to the target, she slipped off the branch and rushed to the ground. Just as a cat usually would, she landed gracefully on her feet before taking off at a run. Again, her barbed wire pulled at her skin as she ran through dense branches. The smell of blood had her intoxicated. She certainly was ready. With a huge smile, she pounced and landed directly onto their target's legs. The poor male didn't have a chance to react.
Demetrius listened intently to the sound of the night. As relaxing as it was, he also knew there were dangers lurking. Of course, why should he be afraid? As powerful as he was with dark magic, he was sure he could handle himself. Or so he thought..
Within the blink of an eye, he felt a heavy figure suddenly land on his lap. His eyes could not adjust right away to see what exactly it was. Instead, he tried to swipe at the figure with both paws. He could feel it's weight shifting as it avoided each clumsy attack. "Excuse me," he growled in such a deep tone. "Would you mind getting OFF of me?" The warlock was not pleased in the slightest. When his eyes finally did adjust, he realized the figure atop him was a female and quite possibly demonic. Though, she wasn't snarling; she was purring in his face. Now he was utterly confused.
"What? Not used to females randomly dropping in on you?" she purred at the target. A cackle then escaped her lips as she turned her head slightly, looking for Manes. "This should be a very interesting dance, indeed," she called out into the forest, bewildering the warlock even more. Turning back, she slowly took her metal-clad claw and traced it on the side of their target's face. "And you.. You'll have to say 'when'.. Got it?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 8:28 pm
Manes watched; almost entranced by what was before him as the female leapt nimbly to the ground and cornered her prey. He watched as she loomed above the foolish male creature and delighted in the words she called to him. Yes, this was the way the game was played. This was the proper way for things to be. One always had to dominate; had to prove their strength. Ravca was doing that perfectly. The Dark Angelic took in a whistling breath, feeling his back hunching and his gaze begin to redden at the edges. He wanted to be down there. He wanted to join in with his overpowering strength. But it wasn’t his turn yet.
Fighting down the surfacing bloodlust, Manes shifted from his position in the tree. Drifting down to the ground and stepping closer so that his impressive form could now be seen clearly. He wanted to see every drop of blood that fell; wanted to smell it and taste it in the air. “Begin the dance. Teach him who is in control. Teach him who the true master this night is.” He waited; every inch of his body tensed and on fire, waiting for that first break in the skin.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 9:53 pm
The warlock struggled, trying to push the female off of him, but to no avail. When the voice of another suddenly filled the air, Demetrius growled in response. "What the hell is going on?" Now was not a time for politeness as he so carefully dealt. Obviously he was in for a rough night by the sound of the two demonic creatures.
Another cackle escaped Ravca's lips as she heard the voice of her companion. "Unfortunately for you, I must obey those higher to me," she said to her prey. "I'm going to enjoy testing your true strength; to see how much you can handle. Mmmm," she purred again, sliding a paw up and grabbing the warlock's long hair tight. "This shall be such fun." She pressed her knees down harder onto his legs, getting a better hold on the rest of him. With a quick flick of her wrist, she pulled his hair downwards to expose his neck. A moment later, her metal-clad claw was pressed into the nape, pausing to let him take in what was happening. Then she began slicing into his skin ever so slowly, grinning wildly as she did.
A loud growl was heard as Demetrius felt his hair being pulled tight. Then a deep howl rang out into the night. Blood trickled down his neck and along her claw. He placed his paws on her shoulders and tried to push her off. He then realized that she was quite skilled in whatever she was about to deliver. "Vile creature, stop this at once." Without being able to focus, there was no way he could summon magic at this moment. While he continued to push at her form, he focused on his paws touching her fur. If only he could focus for a few moments...
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 11:42 pm
The Dark Angelic closed his eyes as the skin was broken through; the scent of blood even more beautiful to Manes than the howl that rang out. Fresh, delicious blood spilling out into the air. In an instant he was by their side, crouching down and reaching out. He swiped his claw gently along the wound and then brought the blood to his lips, licking it off with a soft growl. “Vile creature? Indeed. But you cannot command us. You cannot command those who are your betters. Your superiors have decided that tonight you will feel pain. You may struggle, but you have no choice.”
Manes stood and took a step back; eyes focused on the wound in Demetrius’ neck. The foolish weakling would hopefully hang on long enough to give them excitement. If he tried anything, he would learn that the power of a Dark Angelic would consume him. Manes let out a sigh through his nose. “Continue Ravca. Teach him.” He would give her some more time to cause pain and then he would join in, they would bask in the delight of violence.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:48 am
Ravca's eyes were now ablaze, fixed on the wound she had created. She listened to Manes belittle their prey and watched as he tasted its blood. "Mmmm," she purred, enjoying every moment of this torture. "Such a little taste can do so much, you know." Again she focused on the warlock, feeling him thrash about beneath her weight. A few times, she had almost been pushed off, but she was able to press her claws deep into his arms and almost pierce his skin. "Struggle all you want," she whispered in his ear. "You will only be hurting yourself more." As she finished her sentence, both sets of claws punctured his flesh, letting blood flow from each little hole. She then pulled her paws downwards causing the little wounds to become slashes down both arms.
"Arrrrrrrrg," the warlock practically screamed. To most, this horrible noise would have them shaken with fear. But Demetrius quieted himself as quickly as he could knowing these two hunters would enjoy such a cry. Instead of using his paws to continue pushing her off, he let them drop to his sides and forced himself to focus. The pain and anger he felt now helped to fuel his power. Within seconds, he felt the magic rush through his body and down to his finger tips. While he resisted the throbbing in his arms, he reached his paws up and placed them on the female's upper arms. A sudden shock of his dark magic sent her flying backwards and off of him, but only by a few feet. Demetrius knew that the loss of blood was affecting his magic and would surely deter his physical strength as well.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 9:25 pm
Manes tilted his head slightly to the side as Ravca flew backwards and hit the ground. He seemed completely unperturbed by the little victim’s show of power; the powerful male simply licking his claw again to make sure all the blood was gone. Why should he worry? After all, there was no mortal magic in Faetasia that could cause him problems. As for his companion, he was certain she’s was capable her fair share of hits.
“Our prey has a little bit of a bite.” Manes spoke the words as he couched beside the Warlock, as still as stone. His sudden movement was like a bolt of lightning. The Dark Angelic’s claw snapped out, grasping Demetrius by the hair. “Kneel dog!” He pushed the other male to his knees, his dark aura leeching off him like poison.
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 10:34 pm
The second he felt his long hair be pulled, Demetrius yowled and reluctantly let his body be pulled upwards. He rested on his knees but suddenly pounded one fist into the earth to keep balance. "Damn you," he spat out, obviously stooping so low to curse at the dark angelic. With another moment to focus, he managed to get enough power for another strike. Although, as he thought of where to attack the male restraining him, there was movement from where the female was thrown.
"You're a naughty boy," Ravca called to the Warlock. "I find pleasure in that." Regaining her composure, the female sashayed her way next to Manes and rested a paw on their prey's head. "Now, now," she said quietly, "don't fuss too much. I want this to be drawn out as long as possible!" Her black eye suddenly darted to the prey's paw slammed into the ground. His paw was twitching at random intervals. Obviously she had figured out what that meant in a matter of seconds. As Demetrius began pulling the weight of his paw from its resting spot, she quickly turned to allow her tail to snap down right on his wrist. The skull trinket she wore suddenly slammed into the back of his paw, making him yelp with another sharp pain. Now her tail waved in front of his face as she made 'tsk' noises at him. Ravca then focused her eyes on Manes and grinned sheepishly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 4:33 pm
There was a deadly smirk on Manes’ face as Demetrius quickly learnt that nothing he did was going to save them from their deadly grasp. His grip on the male’s hair tightened painfully. So, he had been intending to attack a Dark Angelic with dark magic. Foolish really, but then, even the weakest of creatures fought when caught, hoping it would be enough. It always made things far more amusing. Manes looked to Ravca and tilted the Warlock’s head back, displaying his neck. Blood stilled flowed freely but it had already begun to congeal. He gave her a wordless appeal to continue with her work. Her technique would never be as good as his father’s but there was something rustic and seductive about the way she went around her torture. The combined fire between them was delicious. Yes, this was what he needed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 10:15 pm
The demon had now turned her attention back to their prey. A cackle escaped her lips as she stared him down. Carefully she weaved herself around Manes and on the Warlock's side, pressing her heel into his thigh. She then squatted down to look into his eyes, noticing they were a bit droopy. "Don't tell me we're wearing you out already," she said, disappointed. "We can't have that, now can we?" She ran her metal-clad claw down the side of his face, slowly, while pressing in a little deeper as she went. He shook his head as much as Manes's grip would allow, trying to stop her from doing so, but only making the wound jagged-looking. An evil grin appeared as she watched him writhe in such pain.
Demetrius growled, groaned, moaned, and gasped as his face stung horribly. He kept his eyes tightly shut, hoping she didn't claw his eye out. Finally, he stopped moving his head as he clenched his jaw, trying to avoid the pain. When he attempted to stretch out the leg she was pressing into, he felt her other set of claws suddenly rip down his chest. "ARRRGH!" he screamed again, this one much more hoarse than before. His strength was seemingly wearing thin, but what did one expect when being outnumbered by two power beings? His eyes drooped again and he allowed the other male to hold his head up by his hair. The pain from that has at least numbed enough, yet he felt blood drip from multiple wounds now. "s**t," was all he managed to say at that point.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 2:42 am
The blood was now flowing but Manes knew it could be much better. Demetrius would feel this pain for long time to come, even after they had finally let him. The Dark Angelic let go of the Warlock hairs and stood up tall, his one wing stretching wide. Now it truly began.
Hours later and Manes had finally had his fill. Demetrius was a bloody mess nearby; no longer conscious but lucky for him, still alive. Manes licked blood off his lips, one small drop compared to how he had been splattered with it. The lower half of his white hair was drenched with red. Manes chuckled; gaze focusing upon Ravca. She had done well and was quite the talented one in dealing out pain; he had enjoyed sharing this with her.
He lifted a paw offering it to her, beckoning her over. He needed to complete his end of the bargain, to give her another piercing. It would be proof of her skill and the tsrange bond they had shared this day.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 2:53 pm
Just as her companion was, Ravca was also covered in blood in various places due to her dealings to their prey. She was quite pleased with herself; more so than usual because Manes had also approved of her work. She ran her tongue along her metal-clad claw, tasting the blood that had remained there. "Mmmm," she purred, taking in every last bit, as she knew the Warlock could spare no more.
As she focused her eyes on Manes, she grinned and slowly sashayed towards him. She placed her paw gently in his, staring directly into his dark eyes. "I'm glad you keep to your word, Manes. Now you will truly see how I react to receiving pain as well." The glint in her eye said it all. She was waiting for this moment since he had made the offer to pierce her. She gripped his paw tightly, then released it and let him guide her to where he wanted her.
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