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Post by nikki on Mar 5, 2007 15:35:53 GMT -5
[ i'm a god d a m n e d ] F O R C E
to be . reckoned . with ;
- a a k a - ♥ ♥ [/color][/right] - oppeennn -
Her bi coloured gaze swept over the tundra, the only thing standing out against the terrain. She was, after all, a pure white wolf, like all Arcitc's. The only problem were her eyes, and she rather disliked them. Her left was a clear, light blue colour, her right a sparkling, emerald green. And if the odd ness of two colours wasn't enough, she could swivel both different angles, therefore watching two different things at once. That did get rather confusing from time to time, though.
And she sat, staring, her eyes unmoving, her facial features unchanging, even with the bitter winds sweeping over the tundras. Why, you might ask, would she be doing that? Simple, of course. She was waiting for some fool of a wolf to try and claim her. Then, of course, she'd fight him, beat him and send him packing, his tail between his legs. That was how she planned it, though if the right boy came along, that may not happen. She could get herself killed, but since when had Aaka cared?
The fae was a straight up, cold hearted bitch and she didn't like life sometimes.
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Post by ..•silence•.. on Mar 6, 2007 2:09:52 GMT -5
-Ash Demon-
The biting winds gushed up a dark wolves coal hide. He tried to lick the flavor of blood off his lips but it had frozen already. His stomach grumbled hungrily, 'Isn't a grown hare enough for you you greedy beast!?' He growled angrily to it.
It was hard to tell if night was approaching or not, in these tundra's all of the outside world was hidden away in thick blizzards. Trees crouched coldly, blanketed in thick sheets of ice and snow. Ash almost felt sorry for them, almost.
He saw a frozen solid wolf pup lying, almost completely hidden, in the snowy ground. He snickered, "Shouldn't have wondered away from your mother should you?". Suddenly his ears darted ahead of him. He sniffed the air, his eyes flicked away from the dead babe. Something was ahead of him. His muscles relaxed as he picked up the scent of a wolf, a Duchess at that. No petty loner wolf was going to put him out of place, he was born to dominate. He flexed his claws readily, waiting for the approacher to act.
'If she is not careful with her words, she'll regret it. If she attacks, she'll regret it more.' He thought in pleasure. His mouth began watering as the imagation of how warm and succulent her blood would taste teased his taste-buds.
His stomach gurgled again, this time he agreed with it. He was hungry for blood and raw flesh.
OOC sorry, no muse
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Post by nikki on Mar 6, 2007 15:34:00 GMT -5
[ i'm a god d a m n e d ] F O R C E
to be . reckoned . with ;
- a a k a - ♥ ♥ [/color][/right] The presence of another was quickly felt by the fae, the wind bringing the faint scent and her ears catching the sounds made by the brute. This intrigued her, causing her ears to shift towards the sound, though keeping her gaze low on the snow. If he were to approach her first, he was probably more of a light or neutral alliance. If he hung back, leaving her to make the first move, he was more than likely dark or neutral. Then again, if he were dark he could come up anyways, threatening her or force-claiming her, possibly even force-breedimg her, whichever he felt he wanted to do at that particular moment.
When it didn't seem like he was coming, the fae sighed and pushed herself up, blinking her bi coloured eyes and strutting as seductively as she could towards him, waving her tail lightly through the walk, yet holding it up in a dominant position when she reached him. Aaka proceeded to sit down, staring a hole into the brujo with her blue and green eyes, he rears cocked towards him and her whole self listening and watching intently. He could do anything now, whatever he wished, but it wasn't like she wouldn't fight back - either physically or verbally, whichever she would need.
''What do you want?'' Her voice was cold, distant.. un-feeling and completely emotionless as she looked at him, a look in her eyes telling him to answer the question. Hopefully, he wouldn't be taking offense to that little inquiry, but even if he did, Aaka was completely prepared to fight back, hard as she could and maybe even more if she had to.
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Post by ..•silence•.. on Mar 7, 2007 0:06:36 GMT -5
[Ash Demon][/color]
The gazers of the beast soon found themselves to be upon a most appealing appetiser. Demon licked his lips hungrily, but as soon as the thick blizzard winds lessened, her figure became more clear. She was rather stunning, with her breathtaking eyes. One the colour of crystal aque, and the other as green as the lushous field of the fawn.
He daren't let his interest show, instead he acted rather more the opposite; ignorant and disinterested. He flickered his mane, flinging snow everywhere.
The tune of her notes played through his tuners, What do you want?. Such a simple question but there were so many hidden meanings behind it.
He decided to play a little game with her...
"Am I wrong to think I should find a homeless Maiden here? You have not seen such a creature have you?"
The game would not have any effect if, however, she was taken. He would not have been suprised though.[/sub]
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Post by nikki on Mar 7, 2007 19:18:18 GMT -5
[ i'm a god d a m n e d ] F O R C E
to be . reckoned . with ;
- a a k a - ♥ ♥ [/color][/right] ''I have not.'' She asnwered cooly, her gaze shifting to his face, her bi coloured gaze staring a hole in him. Figuratively, of course, definitely not literally, she didn't have like.. laser eyes or anything. And truth be told, Aaka was being one hundred percent honest with him. Sure, she herself was a 'home less maiden' as he called it, but she had not seen herself, therefore she couldn't say yes, she had, right? But it made sense to her, and she could talk her way out of nigh anything, so it wasn't like her life depended on that, anyways.
''Why?'' She asked, her voice suddenly breaching the silence, though still showing no emotion. ''Have you a wish to claim said creature? For that is hardly fair.'' Aaka stated, her opinion coming out, though she was mostly testing him, wondering how he'd react to different sorts of things she said, just in case she got into some sort of a word battle 'twixt them. Knowing a brujo's weaknesses, and what he would do upon certain statements and inquiries was definitely a large advantage, even if no one else thought so. Aaka did. And Aaka knew how to use it.
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Post by ..•silence•.. on Mar 7, 2007 21:24:59 GMT -5
The wind had now completely died, setting a deathly silence on the once slurring land. The words of the demoness infront of Demon threw out into the chilled air.
Demon smiled, he liked the way she saw things. 'I suppose she is right, Duchesses are possiblly equal to my sex.'
"You do not like the way I place my terms? I shall correct it for you: I am searching for a fine Duchess to find home in my den, without force. Does that suit your mind better?"
Demon meant what he said, he wished not to have femme's there by force; atleast not when he was searching for a duchess to share Alpha with him. Followers he cared not if they were forced or not. The decision he had to make this day was on the duchess who would birth his pups, help him lead and be his love. It had to be a good choice.
He gazed deeply into her eyes, wishing to see the inners of her soul. The secrets she with-held. Before he got to far, he decided it was probably quite rude to do so, he did not like it when it was done to him so perhaps he was not alone in these judgements;
he left her thoughts alone.
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Post by nikki on Mar 8, 2007 15:05:00 GMT -5
[ i'm a god d a m n e d ] F O R C E
to be . reckoned . with ;
- a a k a - ♥ ♥ [/color][/right] Aaka grinned. It wasn't one of those breathtakingly pretty smiles the light fae's gave, nor was it a seductive one she commonly gave. Wicked, would probably be the best thing to describe it with, her wolven fanged teeth glinting with the light sunlight that shone down on the two. He had practically given in to her; that was a sign of weakness. Only he wouldn't see it as that, he'd simply say .. something probably along the lines of 'oh you're a fae, i'm not going to waste my time arguing with a pregnant dog.' Or something like that, something saying she was inferior to the brute's of the world. ''Yes, I find that much easier to comment on.''
''So you say, I need a girl, no?'' Aaka asked him, pushing herself from the ground to a standing position, her tail curling along her side, and her eyes now holding a look that could only be described as sexy, seductive.. almost chilling. ''Well, I do believe I can help you on that little quest of yours, sir, just tell me one thing.'' She paused, having walked slowly and sultry in a half-circle 'round him, and she stood now to one side of him, her head turned to his face. ''Your name is?''
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Post by ..•silence•.. on Mar 8, 2007 16:57:43 GMT -5
The duchess' tone was sharp and cruel. Her words slithered off her tongue like a viper, willing to attack any weak victims. Demon was not one.
A devilish smile creeped on to his leathers, she thought she had him wrapped tightly in the suffocating grip of her spell. He was testing her ability to flirt, counter-act and accept the cruel words of another. Her flirting skills were rather marvelous, he gave her that but it was time to test her counter-act and patience.
"Oh, so you have seen one then? I thought you said you hadn't. Duchess please do get your words straight...
But you couldn't possibly be talking of yourself now could you? There's a scarce slab of meat on you! It will not do for my standards."
He meant half of it, but he was still testing her. Could she keep her cool? Or would she turn into a raging spitfire... He did not want a lass who would be spitting back at every not-so-nice comment he made! That would not do.
"My name you ask? I am not sure if you are worthy of keeping that knowledge in your little dreamer, but being who I am, I shall tell you anyway. Perhaps you can spread the word of my searchful status. The name I shall be known by is Ash Demon. Demon if you prefer... Or Ash I suppose." He said rather rudely.
"Now shall you give me yours?" He asked with a certain ammount of curiosity.
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Post by nikki on Mar 8, 2007 18:03:48 GMT -5
[ i'm a god d a m n e d ] F O R C E
to be . reckoned . with ;
- a a k a - ♥ ♥ [/color][/right] Aaka came close to choking, far from a good thing for the brute, though held her composure as he insulted her. ''If you don't mind, I hadn't told you I saw a fae who matched your standards. And secondly, you haven't a place to insult me, sir.'' She told him, walking again, back around him. At the point to where she was for the most part in front of him, Aaka allowed hereslf to let her tail brush against him, across his shoulder up his face, then she pulled it back and turned back around, eyes glinting. ''Scarce a slab of meat, you say? Perhaps I'm just less hungry than an average wolfess. I hunt fine, I eat fine. I can fight fine too. Would you like a demonstration?'' She inquired just as rudely as his next statement, just without any tinge of defeat or anger. No, she hadn't flared up at that - just let herself work at putting him back in place.
Aha. Ash Demon. Had he christened himself that, the arrogant fool? Not very fitting, of what she saw. He wasn't a demon, didn't look the part, didn't act the part, sure didn't talk the part. But was she just convincing herself of this? Perhaps she was, more than likely she was, but she'd tell herself she wasn't, that it was true. She wouldn't be put down as a liar, or anything of the sort. ''Hardly befitting, Demon''.'' Aaka's tone dripped with sarcasm at the last bit, though she meant whole-heartedly the first two words. ''If you need it, I am Aaka. No nicknames, either, don't even try it.'' The fae flounced, her eyes wide as she lowered herself to the ground, head tipped to one side, an exotic look in her two-coloured eyes.
''Now, with sincerity. Am I that horrid to look at?''
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Post by ..•silence•.. on Mar 8, 2007 21:06:21 GMT -5
He listened rather patiently as she lay her boring words on the biting cold air. He held back the many sighs and yawns he wished so badly to let forth. He did not want to be rude the the mere Fae.
He found it relatively hard to believe that her stomach was no whirling and growling with hunger, she was a sad sack of bones. But he pondered on the matter no longer.
So who was she indicating of not herself? Did she know another Fae? Perhaps one with a little more flavor and meat. A little more self preservation.
He laughed when she told hi he did not suit his name. "Wench you can consider yourself lucky you do not know me as demonic. I have been very kind to you. Letting you dare come so close to me. But that is enough now, away from me beast, let me my own breathing space!" He bared his fangs and took a go at her legs to warn her away.
"And just to satisfy your obvious nagging question, you are definately not the worst beast I have seen in my times; though definately not the best, your skinny bode could do with alot of extra weight. I care not if you think you eat well, you do not; I am telling you that now."
He did not want her to leave, just to back off. He disliked the way she thought she owned him or something. But if he left, it would be no real loss anyway. She was rather spit fire-ish, not a good suit for his personality.
OOC sorry, no muse.[/color]
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