06-01-2006, 08:22 AM
OOC: Holy crap...another post?! Kibbs...go look in our discussion thread...
Memories concern
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safer in my room
Unless I try to start again
I don't want to be the one
Who battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight
Trees fell before her like fallen soldiers on the battlefield, taken out with her katana of ki forged from her life?s energy. The woman, fueled with adrenaline and rage, was taking all of this anger, all of the animosity over her actions out on the gentle titans of the forest. They would pay for her insolence, retribution leaking onto the forest floor in the form of their sap.
Her eyes flickered gold, irises narrowing into slits, power riding her muscles as she forced her body to cooperate without shifting into her beast. Her breath came in ragged gasps as each swipe of her ki toppled oak after oak, her feet bounding off one trunk to the other, making her way further away from Super Buu and the rest of the party.
She wasn?t pissed at them. She wasn?t pissed at anyone but herself for allowing herself to enjoy that kill. It was undeniable the pleasure she gained when that flash of ki, shaped into the form of an arrow, broke through the front of the youth?s skull, the life quickly slipping away, blood pooling around the cranium. The image was so vivid, so real?she could still smell his blood, and she growled. It wasn?t human by any means. She was afraid?and she couldn?t hold back any longer.
As another slice made its way down the center of a sapling, her body flowed with energy, and the beast escaped, her hands transforming once again into complete claws, tipped with razor sharp talons that quickly took the place of the Hellfire Dagger, swiping the trunks into shreds. She felt her canines extend well past her bottom lip, gently nudging her chin with its pointed ends. The deadly points of horns emerged from her temples, incomplete, but there nonetheless. When all was said and done, she had reverted back to that monster she had been before, the physical embodiment of all the horrid, despicable things she had done in her illustrious life.
?Violet??
Just as her claws ripped through the butter-like skin of a maple, she paused, and turned her deformed face towards the voice. The small, pink face was twisted in a mix of curiosity and perhaps a little bit of interest. He managed a weak smile, edging up to her, the lame half leg dangling behind him as his extra set of arms moved him forward. Removing her claws, her breath hissed from between her bared teeth.
?What are you doing out here? I brought something for you.? He held a flask of alcohol in his hand, he had henka?d the drink from a rock just before coming across the woman. He could hear her for at least a good five minutes before stumbling upon her, and figured a little JD would calm her down. He needed to talk to her?not only about last night, but also about that dream. It was pointless to talk to Soups about it, his dimwitted twin wouldn?t listen, anyway.
She only snarled and turned her back, once again, her massive paw descended upon the doomed tree trunk.
He popped the top from the bottle and took a long swig, allowing the drink to slip easily down his throat. ?Tch. Humans.?
That stopped her. Slowly, she turned to face him, hands falling to her sides to twist into gnarled fists. ?Human?my darling Buu, is in the eyes of the beholder.?
He retracted a step, not from fear, but what she had said.
?How can you see anything human about me??
He lifted his chin. So? the woman wanted to play hard. He would have to give it back to her?with interest. He laid the bottle to the side. ?I could ask the same thing.?
Rebuffed, her eyes flickered. ?What are you talking about? You are nothing but a glob of bubblegum on my boot. I can kill you right now.? She moved closer, one taloned finger edging across his throat, but the majin showed no fear. She chuckled low, primal. ?You have no idea what humanity is, boy.?
He stood straight, eyes level with hers. She hadn?t realized before now how close in height they were. It was almost unnerving, and at the same time, she knew he was no child. The look that moved past his red rimmed eyes was the look of a man. She took his bait.
Violet?s face lowered to his, her nose barely an inch above where his should have been. ?I could kill you, you know that, don?t you??
He nodded. ?You could. But then again, would you have the balls to do it??
?You don?t want to push me, Kibbles.? She spat the pet name out like a bad piece of meat.
He leaned in, the very front of his body touching hers. ?And if I do??
Her breath danced across his lips, scent playing along his tongue as he inhaled her. Dunhan was definitely taking too much control, he was enjoying this.
?Kid?? She was seeing Super?s face now. It was no longer the child. Everything she felt about his older counterpart spilled out of her like rain as she took that last movement that pushed the two together, monster to monster, they connected.
Her eyes closed as her lips trickled across his, a small whimper escaping from her throat. She needed more of a release than this, but even now, she was pushing the boundaries of what she thought was personal and intimate. Tearing away from him, she straightened herself, and acted as if nothing had happened.
?Like I said. Don?t fucking push me.?
Kid picked the forgotten bottle of alcohol, lifted it to his lips, and drank deep. What the hell just happened?
Memories concern
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safer in my room
Unless I try to start again
I don't want to be the one
Who battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight
Trees fell before her like fallen soldiers on the battlefield, taken out with her katana of ki forged from her life?s energy. The woman, fueled with adrenaline and rage, was taking all of this anger, all of the animosity over her actions out on the gentle titans of the forest. They would pay for her insolence, retribution leaking onto the forest floor in the form of their sap.
Her eyes flickered gold, irises narrowing into slits, power riding her muscles as she forced her body to cooperate without shifting into her beast. Her breath came in ragged gasps as each swipe of her ki toppled oak after oak, her feet bounding off one trunk to the other, making her way further away from Super Buu and the rest of the party.
She wasn?t pissed at them. She wasn?t pissed at anyone but herself for allowing herself to enjoy that kill. It was undeniable the pleasure she gained when that flash of ki, shaped into the form of an arrow, broke through the front of the youth?s skull, the life quickly slipping away, blood pooling around the cranium. The image was so vivid, so real?she could still smell his blood, and she growled. It wasn?t human by any means. She was afraid?and she couldn?t hold back any longer.
As another slice made its way down the center of a sapling, her body flowed with energy, and the beast escaped, her hands transforming once again into complete claws, tipped with razor sharp talons that quickly took the place of the Hellfire Dagger, swiping the trunks into shreds. She felt her canines extend well past her bottom lip, gently nudging her chin with its pointed ends. The deadly points of horns emerged from her temples, incomplete, but there nonetheless. When all was said and done, she had reverted back to that monster she had been before, the physical embodiment of all the horrid, despicable things she had done in her illustrious life.
?Violet??
Just as her claws ripped through the butter-like skin of a maple, she paused, and turned her deformed face towards the voice. The small, pink face was twisted in a mix of curiosity and perhaps a little bit of interest. He managed a weak smile, edging up to her, the lame half leg dangling behind him as his extra set of arms moved him forward. Removing her claws, her breath hissed from between her bared teeth.
?What are you doing out here? I brought something for you.? He held a flask of alcohol in his hand, he had henka?d the drink from a rock just before coming across the woman. He could hear her for at least a good five minutes before stumbling upon her, and figured a little JD would calm her down. He needed to talk to her?not only about last night, but also about that dream. It was pointless to talk to Soups about it, his dimwitted twin wouldn?t listen, anyway.
She only snarled and turned her back, once again, her massive paw descended upon the doomed tree trunk.
He popped the top from the bottle and took a long swig, allowing the drink to slip easily down his throat. ?Tch. Humans.?
That stopped her. Slowly, she turned to face him, hands falling to her sides to twist into gnarled fists. ?Human?my darling Buu, is in the eyes of the beholder.?
He retracted a step, not from fear, but what she had said.
?How can you see anything human about me??
He lifted his chin. So? the woman wanted to play hard. He would have to give it back to her?with interest. He laid the bottle to the side. ?I could ask the same thing.?
Rebuffed, her eyes flickered. ?What are you talking about? You are nothing but a glob of bubblegum on my boot. I can kill you right now.? She moved closer, one taloned finger edging across his throat, but the majin showed no fear. She chuckled low, primal. ?You have no idea what humanity is, boy.?
He stood straight, eyes level with hers. She hadn?t realized before now how close in height they were. It was almost unnerving, and at the same time, she knew he was no child. The look that moved past his red rimmed eyes was the look of a man. She took his bait.
Violet?s face lowered to his, her nose barely an inch above where his should have been. ?I could kill you, you know that, don?t you??
He nodded. ?You could. But then again, would you have the balls to do it??
?You don?t want to push me, Kibbles.? She spat the pet name out like a bad piece of meat.
He leaned in, the very front of his body touching hers. ?And if I do??
Her breath danced across his lips, scent playing along his tongue as he inhaled her. Dunhan was definitely taking too much control, he was enjoying this.
?Kid?? She was seeing Super?s face now. It was no longer the child. Everything she felt about his older counterpart spilled out of her like rain as she took that last movement that pushed the two together, monster to monster, they connected.
Her eyes closed as her lips trickled across his, a small whimper escaping from her throat. She needed more of a release than this, but even now, she was pushing the boundaries of what she thought was personal and intimate. Tearing away from him, she straightened herself, and acted as if nothing had happened.
?Like I said. Don?t fucking push me.?
Kid picked the forgotten bottle of alcohol, lifted it to his lips, and drank deep. What the hell just happened?
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