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 Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2020 8:18 pm
He nodded but could see the other's concern.
"If you trust me with this, I'll give you a gesture of trust back." And to this, his form rippled and he stood as himself but without his uniform. A man in his twenties but his lantern yellow eyes were vibrant forest green like spring saplings. His hands were normal though there were scars on his body. Hoddie, jeans, and sneakers with a boyish face a messy black hair devoid of the violet undertones.
He moved closer. "There is a way I can know it's you should you change so much that I wouldn't know." He glanced at the man's neck and up into his eyes. "Can I mark you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2020 8:28 pm
"If you trust me like I do you.." And seeing the other change, and what a dramatic change it was, he didn't expect the half youma to look as he did. Was this how he'd once looked? It wasn't as harsh as one might think, given the other seemed rather capable and confident - strong. His looks certainly lied and would lull anyone into a false sense a security around him. How much it clashed with what he got from the other.
"I would hope I wouldn't change without you around. But in case...in case you see me as a civilian.....and in case I change without you there for it." Which he would prefer - he wanted some say in this now. He wanted to do thing son his terms now. But he nodded his head to the other. "You can - I trust you." He was, at this point, one of the few people he trusted and certainly the only person who was involved in this war.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2020 8:45 pm
Despite his human appearance, you could almost feel his tail wag in his expression, happy for the consent.
He scooted closer till their legs were touching and he set one hand at his throat, hands warm despite not wearing gloves. A whisper alluding to the fact his paws still affected the glamour in some way. The other hand grabbed the hem of his coat and tugged it down. Inside his mind, the youma growled low at the anticipation and whispered the desire for life and blood. This close, he gave off the smell of something furry along with the smell of pine, of woods. And the senshi - had the smell of pools of running water. Cucumbers. Green plants. Spring.
The man named Winter could still feel his heart racing as it prepared to rip out sinew and jugular. Temptation to take everything was there as much as the need to protect. Leaning, he let his breath ghost against skin a moment before planting his mouth upon him and, very carefully, biting down. He had to keep a steady pressure to leave the mark, a action he had only done to a select few. Some he marked to die. Some he marked to keep forever. In both ways they were his. A mark that dared anyone to touch them else they would have him hunting them down to the ends of the universe.
Once he felt it was good enough, he pulled back, licking the spot before he sat back, releasing the senshi's neck and cost.
The disguised half-youma looked pleased with himself, kicking his teeth as if savoring what he managed to p***k from the other.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2020 10:18 pm
Watching the other closely, despite trusting the other, he was curious and being so close to someone. It wasn't something he did unless he was working - being close to people. He wasn't a touchy sort of person, or much of a people person really. For a moment he wondered what the other had in mind...but he had a good idea really...the other was a wolf youma of sorts. How did they mark what was theirs? He knew.
The fur smell was like a dog - nothing horrible. The pine though and the woods - he liked that. It was a smell he liked though he'd say add in a strong hint of moss and he'd find it even more pleasing to be honest. He didn't say anything though - didn't comment. it was a nice smell though, something if he smelled anywhere else he might bury his nose in or find a way to fill his home with. It was earthy and nice.
Shivering he reached to cling to the other as his head was brought down, being that he was taller than the other, and the noise that left him he wasn't sure what to call - nor did he care. He knew the other would expect it, he had to, so he didn't try to curb himself too much as the other sunk his teeth into his flesh. He knew the other wasn't aiming to hurt him...it was just how things went. Wolframite wasn't going to kill him either - not now. It would cost the Negaverse a potential agent who had magic, though what his magic would later become he had no idea.
When the other pulled back he was staring down at him, a hand reaching up to cover the mark - to feel it. He knew he'd need to clean it when he got home. He did not need an infection from dirt or anything, not saying that Wolframite was dirty, but it was normally how cuts and such were handled.
"Blood..." Nothing he couldn't handle and hadn't seen often enough, people did bleed when being tattooed and pierced. "You're happy." He added in as he looked over the others face.
"We're bound now." Which meant he was surely going to be the others sooner rather than later. Wolframite would be his mentor and that was that - a sealed deal.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2020 6:45 pm
"Of course. You bared your neck to me. Trusted me. And let me claim you. That means a lot." He said, trying not to be too happy about it now that he was called out. It wasn't normal for a human, but he wasn't this was normal for him. For Wolframite.
"I'll find you. I don't take my mark lightly. To kill or keep, I'll find you. Not that yours means that." He said.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2020 7:19 pm
"No, it means I'm yours." And he knew the other would find him, he had little doubt about that. "I'll make sure you don't need to hunt me down." He'd make it as easy as he could when he changed sides. He knew the mark would last, how long he didn't know, but he knew it would be there for the other to locate him by.
It felt...different to know someone wanted him, though not in the way some might, but as in belonging to a group and to have someone who would help him when and where he needed it. It was a sort of cared for feeling...something he hadn't felt in a long time and he wasn't sure how to feel about it. Part of him didn't like it, he was independent, but part liked knowing he wouldn't be alone in this whole mess of a situation...that it would be made right.
"I should go...I have things to prepare. It'll take time." As it should. He'd need to gather whatever he doubt, whatever he'd need, and put it together to give to Wolframite for safe keeping. He didn't have a big home but he owned enough things.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2020 8:23 pm
The glamour rippled and the half-youma returned to his usual self. "Don't rush it. Take your time..leave whatever you want here. If you have questions, I can come again or leave a letter here. I'll respond." He rose up and dusted off his pants and tail a moment.
"Like you said. You belong to me now. I'll await your arrival to my family."
"Have a good night."
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2020 4:54 pm
"I will, I'll keep that in mind." He wouldn't rush into this, and not just because the other said not to. He knew better, knowing what he did thanks to Wolframite, he knew it wasn't something to take lightly and rush right into. He was sure some people did it...and they were foolish.
Shaking his head a trace of a smile formed. "Yours to bring in. Not tonight...but soon. Have a good night as well." And thank you, though he didn't think he needed to say that much.
Turning to leave, he had things to prepare, the dark haired senshi made to head home for the evening. He had things to think about and things to box up.
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