11-25-2009, 03:31 AM
There was no drug strong enough to calm the Jade Fiend, not when he didn't want to be tamed. No, his body faught the rush of emotions head on as he looked forwardas the adolescent tried to be menacing agasint his ferocious caliber. There was no relaxation within himself as he looked on at her, the lacertaitons along the flesh of his back, darkening the dark orange cloak, creating burgandy streaks, down the cloth. The pain was numb though, the cold chill, his anger, and the unexplained experience taking care of such trivial things.
He let his feral instincts kick in, gradually, though he didn't want to, still unsure what the difference of letting the 'beast' loose, and letting the Abyss effect him was. His cloak altered, slowly, losing it's color actually, fading into darkness. It stuck out in the white snow, more then the purple hued stains from where he'd crashed at, at the very least, but the warrior didn't seem to notice or care. He shoved off, knowing the female more then enough as it was.
They had been together in a room once before, when she had been so upset, sobbing, and had changed the tempaure and done something to their foes to allowhimself and others like Vad, to escape. He cocked his head and looked at her curiously though, wondeirng how she had become so much more skillfull since the endevour, and the scowl over his face increase ten-fold. He realized that within the little bit of time time they had been away from one another, that she seemed to increase in skill much greater then he had, and it annoyed him.
He lookecd at her, in the girl's attack mode, and saw the eyes... He hesitated, as he saw the innosence from deep within. Not only had he glanced them before, but he saw his comrade deep within. He paused, hesitated, and paid for it with a barrage of energy and snow. It struck and stung him, making himn recoil in defense, but that wasn't going to stop him.
Not the Son of Retane.
As he hovered there, attempting to figure it all out, he looked dead on at the female, and all thoughts of being an aquaintance, vanished. He now knew how much of an Ice Bitch she cold be, and refused to let her play her games as she hand forseen. She had met him before but never saw his talents, not like he had seen hers, so he had the upperhand here, even in her own enviroment. He snarled and lifted himself off the ground, the flakes that game near him, quickly fluttered away.
His face, started smoking, the image of the skull starting to take over the briused face, for a second time. He treid to fight back the beast, but quickly found himself over whelemed He was attacked ever which way mentaklly, till he had to given in and let the beast take control.
He sat there, though, looking in disbeleiv, frowining as he did, if a mental imagination coulld, and let lose a snarl all of his own.
Had Sage seen anything so surreal before she wouldn't have been sure. She looked on in disbelief, as the visage changed from Flesh to bone, to flesh. SHe even nearly fell backwards, and the Namek, seemingly Insane, grabbed his head and let lose a shrilling cry.
Nova, arrogant in his on belef's would find himself to be nothing more then an arrogant child, as he allowed himself of that which was rightfully his; His Body.
He felt his lip curl in an angry snarl, as he hovered above the Ice Princess, He saw no ally, no comrade, only someone that could bleed. He saw no one similiar to Tamsin, nor the children of David, but saw, someone ready to go toe to toe with him.
He again let out a growl of anger, this time thrusting his arms in her direction. He snapped his arms tought and let the cyclones that quickly fashioned themselves about his apendages kick up with their ferocious howl; His own unseen claws, lashing out grappling her own. She looked more shocked at the strange tactic, and could only stand in shock as the Fiend Wind ushered down the invisible appendages, barreling straight at her.
Had you ever been attacked with the sharp wind, you'd have known that a full frontal assault was far more dangerous then as per usual, and as it hit home, Sage let out a scream, almost as if a plea, begging for it to stop.
Of course, Mal wasn't going to listen to the pleas, though.
He let his feral instincts kick in, gradually, though he didn't want to, still unsure what the difference of letting the 'beast' loose, and letting the Abyss effect him was. His cloak altered, slowly, losing it's color actually, fading into darkness. It stuck out in the white snow, more then the purple hued stains from where he'd crashed at, at the very least, but the warrior didn't seem to notice or care. He shoved off, knowing the female more then enough as it was.
They had been together in a room once before, when she had been so upset, sobbing, and had changed the tempaure and done something to their foes to allowhimself and others like Vad, to escape. He cocked his head and looked at her curiously though, wondeirng how she had become so much more skillfull since the endevour, and the scowl over his face increase ten-fold. He realized that within the little bit of time time they had been away from one another, that she seemed to increase in skill much greater then he had, and it annoyed him.
He lookecd at her, in the girl's attack mode, and saw the eyes... He hesitated, as he saw the innosence from deep within. Not only had he glanced them before, but he saw his comrade deep within. He paused, hesitated, and paid for it with a barrage of energy and snow. It struck and stung him, making himn recoil in defense, but that wasn't going to stop him.
Not the Son of Retane.
As he hovered there, attempting to figure it all out, he looked dead on at the female, and all thoughts of being an aquaintance, vanished. He now knew how much of an Ice Bitch she cold be, and refused to let her play her games as she hand forseen. She had met him before but never saw his talents, not like he had seen hers, so he had the upperhand here, even in her own enviroment. He snarled and lifted himself off the ground, the flakes that game near him, quickly fluttered away.
His face, started smoking, the image of the skull starting to take over the briused face, for a second time. He treid to fight back the beast, but quickly found himself over whelemed He was attacked ever which way mentaklly, till he had to given in and let the beast take control.
He sat there, though, looking in disbeleiv, frowining as he did, if a mental imagination coulld, and let lose a snarl all of his own.
Had Sage seen anything so surreal before she wouldn't have been sure. She looked on in disbelief, as the visage changed from Flesh to bone, to flesh. SHe even nearly fell backwards, and the Namek, seemingly Insane, grabbed his head and let lose a shrilling cry.
Nova, arrogant in his on belef's would find himself to be nothing more then an arrogant child, as he allowed himself of that which was rightfully his; His Body.
He felt his lip curl in an angry snarl, as he hovered above the Ice Princess, He saw no ally, no comrade, only someone that could bleed. He saw no one similiar to Tamsin, nor the children of David, but saw, someone ready to go toe to toe with him.
He again let out a growl of anger, this time thrusting his arms in her direction. He snapped his arms tought and let the cyclones that quickly fashioned themselves about his apendages kick up with their ferocious howl; His own unseen claws, lashing out grappling her own. She looked more shocked at the strange tactic, and could only stand in shock as the Fiend Wind ushered down the invisible appendages, barreling straight at her.
Had you ever been attacked with the sharp wind, you'd have known that a full frontal assault was far more dangerous then as per usual, and as it hit home, Sage let out a scream, almost as if a plea, begging for it to stop.
Of course, Mal wasn't going to listen to the pleas, though.
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Reb: ya know
Reb: I think you're a fucking moron OOC
Reb: but I have to hand it to you
Reb: you've become a really great writer