She walks from the inside of the Pit the smell of the lava strong around her, that blue tail of hers in this semi form she takes whipping behind her. For once her feet are normal and booted, walking to the door she stood regal, tall and proud between Kishi and Brianna. Upon the steps were Omegans among their number is Joah, Joah who kissed Blue back in the days when they shared such things. Her heart beat faster she pulled her spirit sister to her, in front of the two Shadows she kissed Joah back before shoving her away.
They wanted in to the Pit in to her home, normally she would allow it but the answer had already been set by Kishi. Blueray informed the small group that Kishi as a long standing member her word was better than the blue one, and as such she would not make the Shadows doubt her loyality or her duty by over ruling another.
Stalking in to the Shelter she finds Joah feeding another blood, her temper flared how dare she put her on the spot. It just made her blood boil, even with the curiousity of Nareth's razor around she didn't care. And it happened.
Blueray's refusal to let her in to the Pit, got her rejected by Joah. The demoness howled on the inside, in true demonic fashion declared her dead. For so long she had guarded her now it was done with, she wouldn't look out for her anymore.
I'll rip your fucking heart out
Her words lingered on the air as she stormed out, blinded by rage by sorrow any other day she would have let them in. Leaping to a rooftop the places she sought her solice away from Shadows away from the scum that roam the streets, she drops to her knees putting her face in to her hands and cries. As steadily as she was becoming disconnected from her family, all the ties that kept her here were breaking too.
Tick tock tick tock...
Blueray cried.... and the never ending sorrow consumed her
Lulz of the day:
[19:38] Picket McDonnell checks her e-mail and sees something that says "Dear Autumn we have an offer you can't refuse" hmmm she thinks... could be interesting. She opens it "Is your penis too small" well yes sir it is! Its invisable! I don't think it can get smaller then invisable "pay us $100 and we will send you a miracle pill" wait wait sir that's where you've lost me... I am not paying $100 for pills "But wait! Theres more... we will also send you a fancy elastic thong" WOW! elastic thong? Count me in.
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: ...whast this miracle pill supposed to do?
[19:39] Picket McDonnell: make my penis bigger
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: but.. its invisible
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: isnt that like saying you dont have one?
[19:39] Picket McDonnell: well hopefully it will make it bigger... then it will be super invisable
Showing posts with label Joah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joah. Show all posts
Friday, 6 March 2009
Friday, 20 February 2009
Weakness
Emotions, feelings and anything that did not conform to blackness, is a weakness inside a demon strong as she is. She did not laugh unless she caused pain, she did not smile unless another cried, she did not enjoy unless they had sorrow. For all the discord she carried with her, she was still somewhat flawed in others eyes.
For one she cared...
Whether it be for the individuals of her family or her family as a whole, or those she had connections to outside of it. The fact she cared so deeply was weakness, and she was told this to her face. Emotions will cloud her judgement, besides it was a human trait.
Think of the family as a whole do not endanger their lives for one person, the losses of a few outweight the losses of many. Always, always she must guard the House and think of its safety first, it is not the first time nor it will be the last she is Lordless. It was plainly seen to many that she perhaps, had far too much placed in him. Weak and it is weak to care oh evil one.
Speaking of those she would guard or even trust, she waited in the library eating cookies waiting for Joah. Her spirit sister under threat from one of her own, who she warned that if she sees him harming her there will be Hell to pay. Arthores said he got the go ahead from Lorne, she pointed out she didn't care what Lorne said. Joah is her sister only she could hurt her, he better hurt her when she can not see. Of course she informed Joah of such things, for as all know Shadows come first and foremost. She will not punish what she has not see, once more Joah was reminded of the knife edge she walks on.
Even if she did trust few of the Omegans she would still stab them, Grr had once before asked Blueray to trust him as he trusted her to be what she is. Magpie however was a different matter, and the relationship between them was a stange one. They would tease and taunt one another as was the manner of angel and demon, but often or not they turned to serious conversation. Before she left the library saying she is used to losing everything, he whispers to her that she will always have him. Conversation was long mostly going over how fucked up they both were, then the Pack was bought up and what happened to her through them.
He wants to destroy them all, to wreck the den and bring them down. Him and few others like him would do the same, how such terrible deeds spawned her in to what she is. Alas what is done is done....
Her heart grows weary as she feels her uselessness greaten, they do not need her like they used to. They can make do without her, the last two weeks have proven that. Thus her days here are numbered, all it will take is time. Yet she loves the Shadows dearly, she gave them all that she had....
Lulz of the day:
[2009/02/18 18:16] DCS2 2.45.2: Raven Ebi OOC: blue your feet make me think of a blue chicken
For one she cared...
Whether it be for the individuals of her family or her family as a whole, or those she had connections to outside of it. The fact she cared so deeply was weakness, and she was told this to her face. Emotions will cloud her judgement, besides it was a human trait.
Think of the family as a whole do not endanger their lives for one person, the losses of a few outweight the losses of many. Always, always she must guard the House and think of its safety first, it is not the first time nor it will be the last she is Lordless. It was plainly seen to many that she perhaps, had far too much placed in him. Weak and it is weak to care oh evil one.
Speaking of those she would guard or even trust, she waited in the library eating cookies waiting for Joah. Her spirit sister under threat from one of her own, who she warned that if she sees him harming her there will be Hell to pay. Arthores said he got the go ahead from Lorne, she pointed out she didn't care what Lorne said. Joah is her sister only she could hurt her, he better hurt her when she can not see. Of course she informed Joah of such things, for as all know Shadows come first and foremost. She will not punish what she has not see, once more Joah was reminded of the knife edge she walks on.
Even if she did trust few of the Omegans she would still stab them, Grr had once before asked Blueray to trust him as he trusted her to be what she is. Magpie however was a different matter, and the relationship between them was a stange one. They would tease and taunt one another as was the manner of angel and demon, but often or not they turned to serious conversation. Before she left the library saying she is used to losing everything, he whispers to her that she will always have him. Conversation was long mostly going over how fucked up they both were, then the Pack was bought up and what happened to her through them.
He wants to destroy them all, to wreck the den and bring them down. Him and few others like him would do the same, how such terrible deeds spawned her in to what she is. Alas what is done is done....
Her heart grows weary as she feels her uselessness greaten, they do not need her like they used to. They can make do without her, the last two weeks have proven that. Thus her days here are numbered, all it will take is time. Yet she loves the Shadows dearly, she gave them all that she had....
Lulz of the day:
[2009/02/18 18:16] DCS2 2.45.2: Raven Ebi OOC: blue your feet make me think of a blue chicken
Friday, 28 November 2008
Death becomes her
Ever seen the River Styx?
Ever wondered what is beyond life?
I been there a couple of times there in the grip of Death, dancing with him or her not sure now. I was ripped away from that cold embrace, and bought back to "live" in this body that surges with demonic power.
Guess that's why I was chosen to be one of the four, the energies matched with them so we could synchronise. Joah was first to go under the influence of Pestilance, I knew I was due to be taken at some point but not that soon. Like the day at the library and at the Pit, she was there before me all mysterious so enticing. There is so much I do not know about Joah, but she has kept herself from being harmed by me so far. She intrigues me but now I'm pissed that she was enslaved when we were meant to be helpers, helpers not slaves this wasn't how we were meant to go down. No one takes from me and gets away from it.
Joah no Pestilance had me wrapped up in her essence of power, such power that held me to where I stood. I crave power though I'm pretty strong myself now, I know I'm powerful I can feel it but this outranked me. I didn't want to be a slave I didn't want this, when she kisses me infests me with what she is I know I'm already gone. See I'm a demon I'm already dead in techical terms, so it was easy for Death to slide in and bind me up.
Now I'm nothing more than a backseat driver in my own god damned body, its different from the possession I had from Dimentox. Then I could at least fight the commands he gave to my body, I had no choice this time I was completely unable to do anything. My shadow soon had chains wrapped around it so the world would know I was bound, from the depths of whatever place it had shoved me I watched in horror as Death took my place. Pestilance and Death killed the fire in the hearth, infected Wire some human with a disease. Once they were out the fire was relit and the stench of it was terrible, we made our way to the Shelter to find the other vessels. Brit was there but nothing much happened since Death was tired, she left Pestilance to his own devices. That necklace Brit wears though was made by Nikita..... I wonder if it does more than protect the woman who wears it.
One thing I was glad of when Death was running the show, was the fact I no longer had to suffer my nightmares. However the night time conversations with the thing were interesting, we would stand facing one another in the river Styx the water sloshing about our ankles. I was showing my demon form I couldn't hide it here, Death was wearing its female aspect. Ten arms, black skin, red eyes, long flowing white hair, feathered black wings like a fallen angel. All around me the place we were in was stark and grey, the rocks had twisted faces of agony in them and things screamed all around us in pain. Somehow I managed to smile through it all at the torture, I don't know I'm just a sadist it makes me laugh.
[Bold is Blue, italic is Death]
So why me?
You match our energy, and we are without form. Many centuries pass before we can take a form, be it under our own power or by taking others.
You are.. Death? The last two times I saw you, you were more male in appearence.
I have many aspects the more common appearence the black robed skeleton, holding a scythe what humans call the Grim Reaper. As you see me now since I am in your body, is what Hindus call Khali the Goddess of Death and sex. Unlike my brothers who have no true form, I can be more selective in how I appear.
I wasn't meant to be a slave you piece of shit, we were meant to be a team. Why send us the dreams if you weren't going to fullfill it?
Whoops sorry we lied!
She began to walk away from me, I screamed at her to come back.
The next day begins and I'm in the library only its not me its her, Grr is there and he's upset still over Joah being taken. He calls the thing Khali and she demands he feeds the vessel, hell even I could tell my body was hungry I hadn't fed since the enslavement. She got to about half raping him, my mouth and hands all over his body but taking in energy from the air that was created. Death backed off eventually cursing the ferryman, she was still partially male in her aspect I think thats what scared her off. I didn't know why she called him that until he explained he had been in the service of her and War, interesting I could learn things about people while I couldn't do anything. I was always hungry for information, I guess I can't help sucking up that stuff even when caught in a bind. She tarried too long in this place because Omega walks up the steps of the building, her red dress rustling and she scowls at me more than she does the current driver. Yeah well Omega and me always had a difference of opinion, we tolerated one another like two armies in a make shift truce. Pieter never liked her, then he had no fondness for many of his own kind.
Death moves in on Omega and fuck she's practially begging for the power she can feel all around, there was a big cluster fuck in here now since Pestilance shows up and Jonathon. Jon of all people I hadn't expected to see him back since he had his throat torn out, well Death wasn't happy to see him she called him the one that got away. Raven's song, messenger whatever she is called one of three, she was giving power to Jon and Grr to stop the two from making a move. Even Jon was calling upon his so called God to use his power, I never got that and I still don't cos I don't believe in him. Death believes in God the creator she belives she is here to deliver fate to do her task, she moves in on Omega that vampire all dressed in red so perfect so wanting. War was let in taking the leader of a peaceful faction, Grr went mad at that moment his sword was drawn. He attacked War shoving his sword deep in to War's chest piercing her heart, the air got so cold it was like the fucking artic because guess what Death isn't happy. Grr's mind had snapped he was bellowing about War then knealt down in a submissive stance, at the same time Pestilance had convinced Jason who was reading a book on the four to join with the cause. Grr the ferryman and Jason Death's warrior, both had danced to their song long before they came to here. They left or we its so hard to tell where I ended and where Death ended, the last was Kytara the same as before she was taken by Famine the four were now complete.
Ethan has a seed inside him its a seed of destruction, he said the four could have it if they got rid of Sariel. Sariel was the one they didn't stand up against, he stood in their way but to get the seed they would confront Sariel together. Only thing is that Sariel happens to be Lorne.
I was free for an hour or two to help the also temperally free Kytara deliver a curse upon the church, once done and we were at the Pit we were taken once again and thus we left. Pieter didn't like the Horsemen every time he saw Death he flipped her off, she didn't really care except for the fact he had bitten her. Word seemed to get around that they were about, the people either mocked them or feared them, some of the braver ones were challenging them saying they would fail to bring The End. Course none of the four cared they were remaining neutral while Death, tried to incite the population to party and indulge in orgies. She went as far as going about asking to be fucked making my body in to a cum bucket, the fact that people already think I slept with anyone and anything pissed me off. She felt that and made it a point the two were different, that I hoarded my body but Death was willing to share it with those who always wanted to do me. So nice of her.... Few took the offer one of them was Bato, instead she brutilised and tore him up she wrecked him.
The longer Death stayed inside my body the more it became how she wanted it to be, there wasn't much she could change but she adjusted it til it suited her. All I could do was watch, watch and do nothing about the fact how my body was being used. Even Delrith had the nerve to hit her, she wasn't happy about that.
Ever wondered what is beyond life?
I been there a couple of times there in the grip of Death, dancing with him or her not sure now. I was ripped away from that cold embrace, and bought back to "live" in this body that surges with demonic power.
Guess that's why I was chosen to be one of the four, the energies matched with them so we could synchronise. Joah was first to go under the influence of Pestilance, I knew I was due to be taken at some point but not that soon. Like the day at the library and at the Pit, she was there before me all mysterious so enticing. There is so much I do not know about Joah, but she has kept herself from being harmed by me so far. She intrigues me but now I'm pissed that she was enslaved when we were meant to be helpers, helpers not slaves this wasn't how we were meant to go down. No one takes from me and gets away from it.
Joah no Pestilance had me wrapped up in her essence of power, such power that held me to where I stood. I crave power though I'm pretty strong myself now, I know I'm powerful I can feel it but this outranked me. I didn't want to be a slave I didn't want this, when she kisses me infests me with what she is I know I'm already gone. See I'm a demon I'm already dead in techical terms, so it was easy for Death to slide in and bind me up.
Now I'm nothing more than a backseat driver in my own god damned body, its different from the possession I had from Dimentox. Then I could at least fight the commands he gave to my body, I had no choice this time I was completely unable to do anything. My shadow soon had chains wrapped around it so the world would know I was bound, from the depths of whatever place it had shoved me I watched in horror as Death took my place. Pestilance and Death killed the fire in the hearth, infected Wire some human with a disease. Once they were out the fire was relit and the stench of it was terrible, we made our way to the Shelter to find the other vessels. Brit was there but nothing much happened since Death was tired, she left Pestilance to his own devices. That necklace Brit wears though was made by Nikita..... I wonder if it does more than protect the woman who wears it.
One thing I was glad of when Death was running the show, was the fact I no longer had to suffer my nightmares. However the night time conversations with the thing were interesting, we would stand facing one another in the river Styx the water sloshing about our ankles. I was showing my demon form I couldn't hide it here, Death was wearing its female aspect. Ten arms, black skin, red eyes, long flowing white hair, feathered black wings like a fallen angel. All around me the place we were in was stark and grey, the rocks had twisted faces of agony in them and things screamed all around us in pain. Somehow I managed to smile through it all at the torture, I don't know I'm just a sadist it makes me laugh.
[Bold is Blue, italic is Death]
So why me?
You match our energy, and we are without form. Many centuries pass before we can take a form, be it under our own power or by taking others.
You are.. Death? The last two times I saw you, you were more male in appearence.
I have many aspects the more common appearence the black robed skeleton, holding a scythe what humans call the Grim Reaper. As you see me now since I am in your body, is what Hindus call Khali the Goddess of Death and sex. Unlike my brothers who have no true form, I can be more selective in how I appear.
I wasn't meant to be a slave you piece of shit, we were meant to be a team. Why send us the dreams if you weren't going to fullfill it?
Whoops sorry we lied!
She began to walk away from me, I screamed at her to come back.
The next day begins and I'm in the library only its not me its her, Grr is there and he's upset still over Joah being taken. He calls the thing Khali and she demands he feeds the vessel, hell even I could tell my body was hungry I hadn't fed since the enslavement. She got to about half raping him, my mouth and hands all over his body but taking in energy from the air that was created. Death backed off eventually cursing the ferryman, she was still partially male in her aspect I think thats what scared her off. I didn't know why she called him that until he explained he had been in the service of her and War, interesting I could learn things about people while I couldn't do anything. I was always hungry for information, I guess I can't help sucking up that stuff even when caught in a bind. She tarried too long in this place because Omega walks up the steps of the building, her red dress rustling and she scowls at me more than she does the current driver. Yeah well Omega and me always had a difference of opinion, we tolerated one another like two armies in a make shift truce. Pieter never liked her, then he had no fondness for many of his own kind.
Death moves in on Omega and fuck she's practially begging for the power she can feel all around, there was a big cluster fuck in here now since Pestilance shows up and Jonathon. Jon of all people I hadn't expected to see him back since he had his throat torn out, well Death wasn't happy to see him she called him the one that got away. Raven's song, messenger whatever she is called one of three, she was giving power to Jon and Grr to stop the two from making a move. Even Jon was calling upon his so called God to use his power, I never got that and I still don't cos I don't believe in him. Death believes in God the creator she belives she is here to deliver fate to do her task, she moves in on Omega that vampire all dressed in red so perfect so wanting. War was let in taking the leader of a peaceful faction, Grr went mad at that moment his sword was drawn. He attacked War shoving his sword deep in to War's chest piercing her heart, the air got so cold it was like the fucking artic because guess what Death isn't happy. Grr's mind had snapped he was bellowing about War then knealt down in a submissive stance, at the same time Pestilance had convinced Jason who was reading a book on the four to join with the cause. Grr the ferryman and Jason Death's warrior, both had danced to their song long before they came to here. They left or we its so hard to tell where I ended and where Death ended, the last was Kytara the same as before she was taken by Famine the four were now complete.
Ethan has a seed inside him its a seed of destruction, he said the four could have it if they got rid of Sariel. Sariel was the one they didn't stand up against, he stood in their way but to get the seed they would confront Sariel together. Only thing is that Sariel happens to be Lorne.
I was free for an hour or two to help the also temperally free Kytara deliver a curse upon the church, once done and we were at the Pit we were taken once again and thus we left. Pieter didn't like the Horsemen every time he saw Death he flipped her off, she didn't really care except for the fact he had bitten her. Word seemed to get around that they were about, the people either mocked them or feared them, some of the braver ones were challenging them saying they would fail to bring The End. Course none of the four cared they were remaining neutral while Death, tried to incite the population to party and indulge in orgies. She went as far as going about asking to be fucked making my body in to a cum bucket, the fact that people already think I slept with anyone and anything pissed me off. She felt that and made it a point the two were different, that I hoarded my body but Death was willing to share it with those who always wanted to do me. So nice of her.... Few took the offer one of them was Bato, instead she brutilised and tore him up she wrecked him.
The longer Death stayed inside my body the more it became how she wanted it to be, there wasn't much she could change but she adjusted it til it suited her. All I could do was watch, watch and do nothing about the fact how my body was being used. Even Delrith had the nerve to hit her, she wasn't happy about that.
Saturday, 11 October 2008
Nothing perosnal
It's one of those days when nothing is going right and you wonder how it can get worse, while you're standing there wondering its already waiting for you at the footsteps of your own home. I saw her in The Pit I didn't allow anyone else to touch her, she was mine to abuse and I'll be damned by Legion for it. At least it would be me who harmed her, there she was strange as ever
Joah turns her gaze toward Blue, but the familiar smile isn't there. "We need to talk, Blue".
I shrug and give a flat reply, "Perhaps".
Yes we need to talk but I'm not going to mention anything on it, when you deal with me you're on a knife edge. One slip is all it takes.
She steps closer to me, unfolding her arms from her chest.
I finger the hilt of my dagger drawing it out, I look at Joah with something akin to sadness. A soft sigh of resignation, as my touch brushes over the dagger hilt.
She eyes the dagger. "Blue . . . " Joah frowns. "Is it true that you tried to use that on Grr? In the Library?"
I told her straight out, "Its not like I can feel bad about it, I got no guilt its nothing personal Joah".
"What do you mean . . . "nothing personal? When you draw a weapon on my lover, it becomes personal". Her eyes move from the blade to my own eyes. Her face is not angry, but rather full of concern.
I toss the blade in to the air and catch it. I'm just showing off for her, proving I'm capable with a blade well as my own words. "It will become personal for the whole group". I get closer to her.
I was getting uncomfortable with all the talk, I should have been done now and booted her down the steps. I kept hesitating I can do it, I turned on so many before this woman I can do it now.
Flame licks up in Joah's eyes as I step closer. "What do you mean, Blue"?
Off handedly I say, "Its just family business, you always knew it would come to this at some point".
At some point it would be personal for those who are in the same clan, its not personal to me its business. Or what I love to refer as work, and the devil be damned I enjoy my work.
"Speak plainly, Blue. I know you. What you are. What you were. And the woman . . . is not gone. No matter how hard you try to kill her off". Her words not mine, they sound familar.
Simply put, "Family comes first, I do as I have to. Joah I got no conscience, I can not feel bad or guilt over anything. Legion ate that part of my soul before I turned".
"That's not true, Blue. I saw you as a feline. I saw your spirit". Joah, Joah...
I looked at her then, I felt upset strange for me. "Sadness and loss are not the same as guilt, you can ask Legion yourself because I asked her to eat the part I did not want. I got rid of it because of what I had done".
I can't feel guilt its not even remotely possible, if I got my soul back I still wouldn't feel it. That part is missing its gone, when I was still a werewolf I made a bargain with Legion. I drew her out of Lorne I wanted to speak with the broken one, I offered her part of my soul so I could continue my path and not feel bad about it. Delrith tried to stop it he didn't want me to do it, I had but mere days ago broken every bone in his body. He loves me and it was that love that caused me guilt, Delrith was my first true lover in this city the first one I had after my own brother. And I loved the demon still so I offered myself to Legion, and Legion gave me a boon.
Joah steps closer to me. As she does so, a violet flame begins to shimmer around her.
I grip the hilt of my dagger, lost between two minds but I must obey. "... Joah".
Joah begins to pulse prana (I seen that before) toward me, a rush of warmth licks over my body. "You are my friend. This is not business. I know you. What you are. What you were. Perhaps what you may one day become".
I nod to her, "I'm quite capable of hurting friends, just ask Pix and Delrith". Looks at her, "Don't start predicting the future, I get enough of that from Rayden".
I was telling the truth they did used to be friends including Choi, look how that ended up twice I beaten on Pix. I ate half of Choi's liver after hurting her a bit with my family, then there was Delrith. Several ties were broken that way and I do get a kick out of making Pix upset, everytime I dropped words of our past she flinches. Rayden however was one I hadn't harmed yet, he knew things about the future so he had a use. The vampire was ever watchful of me, informing me that I had potential for something big yet never telling me what it was.... I sort of hate Seers.
Joah reaches up toward the dagger, and the violet flame licks up my arm. The feeling is warm and comfortable. A scent begins to surround the two of us, the aromas that make me mostly hunger for love. "You are more than friend, Blue. I don't understand why. Or how. You are family".
I'm gripping my dagger tighter my blue eyes flash with inner light, "You are not a Shadow, you can't be family".
My family are the Shadows and will always be the Shadows, I owe them so much and have devoted my life to them. This love that I feel is for them and deep down I want it to be given back to me, I thought I could cherish it forever when I got close to one. They turned away from me, I watch them with a broken heart that my sister is now slowly fixing with me. The sister that I married, in a glorious, demonic ritual.
The flames pulse and undulate around Joah and toward me in endless shades of violet with gradations of purple and pink. "Not Shadow family. Not Omegan family. You and I alone. Family".
I begin biting on my lips making blood well up, "What..."?
Joah's body begins to look almost transparent as the flames curl up from beneath her feet, passing through and around her body and over her head. "We are, Blue," Joah whispers. "Bonded to each other".
I shake my head rising my knife, "Joah for once don't talk in riddles".
More often than not I am inclined to listen to Joah's words whether they are riddles or not, I find like few of the Omegans I have spoken with that her words are heavy with meaning. Though I despied the red skin Pontifex for stealing from the Shadows, I did admire my conversations with him and his willingness to harm others. Oh silly red skin if only you knew it was myself, who told Shadows who had stolen from them in the first place.
Joah is aware of Aary and Bri, but keeps her eyes focused on me while I didn't notice anyone else around. She steps closer, attempting to lay a hand on my cheek. "Haven't you ever wondered, Blue, why we are friends? Why we watch each other's backs, even though we are light and dark? Why we dream the same dreams"?
I frown down at her shaking my head, "I don't know, I hardly know anything".
Everything around me wasn't there anymore, I was barely aware that someone mentioned fate and destiny. My whole focus and attention were set on the woman before me, I couldn't tell who said it. I don't know much and what I do know is the rumours and gossip of the city, I appear simple or even idiotic to those who wish to see just that. Pontifex, Joah and yes even Lorne know better.
"No. Not destiny". Joah reaches up to brush my hair back from my eyes. Her expression is tender, but she is aware of the dagger in my hand. "We are, Blue".
I sighed, "I only have my twin brother, and he is lost to me right now".
The flames around Joah lick up and over me, enveloping me in a shimmer of violet and purple. "We are, Blue. Family". Joah pulses prana toward me, not taking, but giving and opening her thoughts to me.
"Picket isn't going to be happy.....", I couldn't hold back the disappointment in that fact.
My sister has been unhappy of late with certain members of the Omegan Institute, I don't rightly understand it.
Joah Menjou smiles fondly at Blue, but a bit wistfully.
I grin slightly looking at her, "Drinking buddies is how we started dear".
Joah smiles again at me and nods.
The day I met Joah I was in the Haven and as always my guard was up, I hate people unless I'm connected to them somehow. For whatever reason us two began to drink together, I had gotten a fondness for vodka. As a demon I can't get drunk unless the amount is excessive, as a wolf I drank often to drown out my memories. I only drank when Kumori wasn't around and since she left that left me open to drink when I wanted, its a bad habit but one that got me through my harsh times with the Pack after I left them. If I had been a weak woman I would have died after going through that, instead it made me stronger more determined to live. In the end it made me darker. Here we were Joah and I sitting at a table drinking vodka, from that day on we often sought one another out. Strange how everything went from there.
I sheaths my dagger after relenting to not injuring the woman, I flick my tail behind me and Legion will be happy to know I didn't harm her.
Joah takes her hand from my cheek and lowers it to my hand. The flames begin to draw back into her, like waves lapping gently, they cascade from me, over her arms, drifting back into herself. "Perhaps I'd better head back to the Library," she says quietly.
Two days before we had sat talking about our dreams of the Horsemen, I demanded to see the Salamanders. Matter of fact I still want to see them.
I tilt my head watching Joah closely, I could feel my spikes and wings wanting to come out through my skin. I rarely show my true form I like to keep it hidden, to appear more normal out in the open unless I feel typically in a bad mood. Or lack the energy to keep the shape.
She kisses me lightly on the lips. "Be careful".
"... Joah...", I kiss her back, just to taste her like before in the library. On the day Emo-boy took her to the other realm, to try and rescue the brat who was trapped there. "I still don't know what you are".
Which is true I got no idea what Joah is, she appears to be human but is far from being human.
Joah smiles enigmatically at me. "You will".
"One day"? I asked.
Joah nods.
I smile ruefully.
She turns slowly, hugs me, and steps outside the door.
I sigh hugging her, I watched her go.
There she goes a puzzlement even to me, a human that isn't human and has avoided being on the end of my dagger. I turn my back on her to head in to The Pit, I sit in the largest throne as I do when Pieter or Kishi aren't around. I needed to think and the more I did so, the more confused I got.... Its still raining.
Joah's point of view
Lulz of the day:
[14:31] Rizal Rotaru: YES! *jumps on bri and humps her bread sticks and cheese* XD
[14:32] Blueray Darkes: Okay Bri now you got breadsticks and cheese covered in Rizzy's special sauce
[14:32] Brianna Willenov was gonna eat those D:
[14:32] Rizal Rotaru eats them "not anymore!"
[14:32] Blueray Darkes: .... Wow
Joah turns her gaze toward Blue, but the familiar smile isn't there. "We need to talk, Blue".
I shrug and give a flat reply, "Perhaps".
Yes we need to talk but I'm not going to mention anything on it, when you deal with me you're on a knife edge. One slip is all it takes.
She steps closer to me, unfolding her arms from her chest.
I finger the hilt of my dagger drawing it out, I look at Joah with something akin to sadness. A soft sigh of resignation, as my touch brushes over the dagger hilt.
She eyes the dagger. "Blue . . . " Joah frowns. "Is it true that you tried to use that on Grr? In the Library?"
I told her straight out, "Its not like I can feel bad about it, I got no guilt its nothing personal Joah".
"What do you mean . . . "nothing personal? When you draw a weapon on my lover, it becomes personal". Her eyes move from the blade to my own eyes. Her face is not angry, but rather full of concern.
I toss the blade in to the air and catch it. I'm just showing off for her, proving I'm capable with a blade well as my own words. "It will become personal for the whole group". I get closer to her.
I was getting uncomfortable with all the talk, I should have been done now and booted her down the steps. I kept hesitating I can do it, I turned on so many before this woman I can do it now.
Flame licks up in Joah's eyes as I step closer. "What do you mean, Blue"?
Off handedly I say, "Its just family business, you always knew it would come to this at some point".
At some point it would be personal for those who are in the same clan, its not personal to me its business. Or what I love to refer as work, and the devil be damned I enjoy my work.
"Speak plainly, Blue. I know you. What you are. What you were. And the woman . . . is not gone. No matter how hard you try to kill her off". Her words not mine, they sound familar.
Simply put, "Family comes first, I do as I have to. Joah I got no conscience, I can not feel bad or guilt over anything. Legion ate that part of my soul before I turned".
"That's not true, Blue. I saw you as a feline. I saw your spirit". Joah, Joah...
I looked at her then, I felt upset strange for me. "Sadness and loss are not the same as guilt, you can ask Legion yourself because I asked her to eat the part I did not want. I got rid of it because of what I had done".
I can't feel guilt its not even remotely possible, if I got my soul back I still wouldn't feel it. That part is missing its gone, when I was still a werewolf I made a bargain with Legion. I drew her out of Lorne I wanted to speak with the broken one, I offered her part of my soul so I could continue my path and not feel bad about it. Delrith tried to stop it he didn't want me to do it, I had but mere days ago broken every bone in his body. He loves me and it was that love that caused me guilt, Delrith was my first true lover in this city the first one I had after my own brother. And I loved the demon still so I offered myself to Legion, and Legion gave me a boon.
Joah steps closer to me. As she does so, a violet flame begins to shimmer around her.
I grip the hilt of my dagger, lost between two minds but I must obey. "... Joah".
Joah begins to pulse prana (I seen that before) toward me, a rush of warmth licks over my body. "You are my friend. This is not business. I know you. What you are. What you were. Perhaps what you may one day become".
I nod to her, "I'm quite capable of hurting friends, just ask Pix and Delrith". Looks at her, "Don't start predicting the future, I get enough of that from Rayden".
I was telling the truth they did used to be friends including Choi, look how that ended up twice I beaten on Pix. I ate half of Choi's liver after hurting her a bit with my family, then there was Delrith. Several ties were broken that way and I do get a kick out of making Pix upset, everytime I dropped words of our past she flinches. Rayden however was one I hadn't harmed yet, he knew things about the future so he had a use. The vampire was ever watchful of me, informing me that I had potential for something big yet never telling me what it was.... I sort of hate Seers.
Joah reaches up toward the dagger, and the violet flame licks up my arm. The feeling is warm and comfortable. A scent begins to surround the two of us, the aromas that make me mostly hunger for love. "You are more than friend, Blue. I don't understand why. Or how. You are family".
I'm gripping my dagger tighter my blue eyes flash with inner light, "You are not a Shadow, you can't be family".
My family are the Shadows and will always be the Shadows, I owe them so much and have devoted my life to them. This love that I feel is for them and deep down I want it to be given back to me, I thought I could cherish it forever when I got close to one. They turned away from me, I watch them with a broken heart that my sister is now slowly fixing with me. The sister that I married, in a glorious, demonic ritual.
The flames pulse and undulate around Joah and toward me in endless shades of violet with gradations of purple and pink. "Not Shadow family. Not Omegan family. You and I alone. Family".
I begin biting on my lips making blood well up, "What..."?
Joah's body begins to look almost transparent as the flames curl up from beneath her feet, passing through and around her body and over her head. "We are, Blue," Joah whispers. "Bonded to each other".
I shake my head rising my knife, "Joah for once don't talk in riddles".
More often than not I am inclined to listen to Joah's words whether they are riddles or not, I find like few of the Omegans I have spoken with that her words are heavy with meaning. Though I despied the red skin Pontifex for stealing from the Shadows, I did admire my conversations with him and his willingness to harm others. Oh silly red skin if only you knew it was myself, who told Shadows who had stolen from them in the first place.
Joah is aware of Aary and Bri, but keeps her eyes focused on me while I didn't notice anyone else around. She steps closer, attempting to lay a hand on my cheek. "Haven't you ever wondered, Blue, why we are friends? Why we watch each other's backs, even though we are light and dark? Why we dream the same dreams"?
I frown down at her shaking my head, "I don't know, I hardly know anything".
Everything around me wasn't there anymore, I was barely aware that someone mentioned fate and destiny. My whole focus and attention were set on the woman before me, I couldn't tell who said it. I don't know much and what I do know is the rumours and gossip of the city, I appear simple or even idiotic to those who wish to see just that. Pontifex, Joah and yes even Lorne know better.
"No. Not destiny". Joah reaches up to brush my hair back from my eyes. Her expression is tender, but she is aware of the dagger in my hand. "We are, Blue".
I sighed, "I only have my twin brother, and he is lost to me right now".
The flames around Joah lick up and over me, enveloping me in a shimmer of violet and purple. "We are, Blue. Family". Joah pulses prana toward me, not taking, but giving and opening her thoughts to me.
"Picket isn't going to be happy.....", I couldn't hold back the disappointment in that fact.
My sister has been unhappy of late with certain members of the Omegan Institute, I don't rightly understand it.
Joah Menjou smiles fondly at Blue, but a bit wistfully.
I grin slightly looking at her, "Drinking buddies is how we started dear".
Joah smiles again at me and nods.
The day I met Joah I was in the Haven and as always my guard was up, I hate people unless I'm connected to them somehow. For whatever reason us two began to drink together, I had gotten a fondness for vodka. As a demon I can't get drunk unless the amount is excessive, as a wolf I drank often to drown out my memories. I only drank when Kumori wasn't around and since she left that left me open to drink when I wanted, its a bad habit but one that got me through my harsh times with the Pack after I left them. If I had been a weak woman I would have died after going through that, instead it made me stronger more determined to live. In the end it made me darker. Here we were Joah and I sitting at a table drinking vodka, from that day on we often sought one another out. Strange how everything went from there.
I sheaths my dagger after relenting to not injuring the woman, I flick my tail behind me and Legion will be happy to know I didn't harm her.
Joah takes her hand from my cheek and lowers it to my hand. The flames begin to draw back into her, like waves lapping gently, they cascade from me, over her arms, drifting back into herself. "Perhaps I'd better head back to the Library," she says quietly.
Two days before we had sat talking about our dreams of the Horsemen, I demanded to see the Salamanders. Matter of fact I still want to see them.
I tilt my head watching Joah closely, I could feel my spikes and wings wanting to come out through my skin. I rarely show my true form I like to keep it hidden, to appear more normal out in the open unless I feel typically in a bad mood. Or lack the energy to keep the shape.
She kisses me lightly on the lips. "Be careful".
"... Joah...", I kiss her back, just to taste her like before in the library. On the day Emo-boy took her to the other realm, to try and rescue the brat who was trapped there. "I still don't know what you are".
Which is true I got no idea what Joah is, she appears to be human but is far from being human.
Joah smiles enigmatically at me. "You will".
"One day"? I asked.
Joah nods.
I smile ruefully.
She turns slowly, hugs me, and steps outside the door.
I sigh hugging her, I watched her go.
There she goes a puzzlement even to me, a human that isn't human and has avoided being on the end of my dagger. I turn my back on her to head in to The Pit, I sit in the largest throne as I do when Pieter or Kishi aren't around. I needed to think and the more I did so, the more confused I got.... Its still raining.
Joah's point of view
Lulz of the day:
[14:31] Rizal Rotaru: YES! *jumps on bri and humps her bread sticks and cheese* XD
[14:32] Blueray Darkes: Okay Bri now you got breadsticks and cheese covered in Rizzy's special sauce
[14:32] Brianna Willenov was gonna eat those D:
[14:32] Rizal Rotaru eats them "not anymore!"
[14:32] Blueray Darkes: .... Wow
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
Catnaps and tuna
In the library.. Continued.
Waking up in the library by the fireplace I saw Grr about to sleep, I got up letting him have the cushion I was on. He thanked me then said it was warm, I watched him settle down I ran a hand over his head. Grr murred and I smiled, going to another cushion and curled up for a catnap.
I woke an hour later and stretched myself like a cat would, I was becoming more cat like by the hour and it disturbed me. Severus stood nearby but I ignored the emo demon in order to read my book, flipping the pages to the Earth element absorbed by text as Larrissa and Rago showed up. Apprently I'm cute and adorable as a cat much to my annoyance, even Rago likes me better all fuzzy I have a nicer temperament too. Though things heated up literally when Abigal appeared after her mother left, she realised I was changed from my usual form and spilled hot water on Joah and me.
Yes fine we're even now considering I found it amusing when she got stuck in that man she possessed, but I got a lot of pettings from Abigel the cat in me enjoyed it a lot. Not to mention the catnip covered rat, and the rainbow colouored yarn I was given. Often as not talk turned and turned again, Lorne came up I felt bitter once more about no longer being by his side. Adjust move on, get over it and carry on with my afterlife. Rago has caught a cold Joah atteneded to him with Abby's help, but I left in a hissing rage when the accusations for his illness were laid at my paws.
I don't make illnesses, I don't have to stay to be hassled like that.
I want tuna O.o
Lulz of the day:
[21:38] Lorne Harlequin get's distracted at a critical moment by "Head points" and ends up whipping the trailer hitch of an army truck, instead of the lamp post, yanking him, and the brianna cart onto the holy rickshaw, and dogging bullets from the nazi army truck they are holy-rickshaw-motor-street-luging behind
[21:39] Lorne Harlequin: *dodging
[21:39] Brianna Willenov wonders if she is gonna survive this adventure...
[21:40] Blueray Darkes thinks maybe Bri might not live to see the end of it, but tune in next week at the same Shadow time on the same Shadow channel
[21:40] Vishous Nightfire: All I wanted to do was Hump Lorne's head
[21:40] Vishous Nightfire is very sad now
[21:41] Brianna Willenov is saddened...not knowing if she will ever survive, if Vish will finally make love to the head, or even if Blue caught up to Skyler.
[21:42] Blueray Darkes: Lol
[21:42] Lorne Harlequin flies through a whirlwind of situations, each seeming more dire than the last, when suddenly their back in some grandmother's kitchen, each with a bowl of raisan-nut-bran before them. Lorne is the only one eating...since Brianna still seemes to be chained to the office chair, and typing
Monday, 15 September 2008
Scratching post mewlings (musings)
The library...
I was here in the night I came to talk to Joah, often or not when I require certain things I speak with her. Right now I needed her my one ally outside of the Shadows that I hadn't tormented or ruined, I liked her I couldn't put my finger on the reason why. I never could with some people, couldn't tell them why they were different from those I disliked. Brit was another one who always enthralled me with how she acted, feeding me foods I never had before since I used to eat out of the trash.
Trash.. Street kids know no food should be wasted, you take what you can get when you had nothing else. Stomach of iron I could eat anything, but sweet things made my tongue tingle. I constantly wonder about the one called Brit...
I spoke with Joah telling her what I found around the neck of a Coven woman, some stone called a Cat's eye that gathers fire around it. You see all the Shadows had been cursed by the Coven to be nekos, irritating as it was it had its charms at times. I could forget I ever was a demon or a wolf or even human, the new instincts were conflicting with the old wolf ones. Running around on all fours didn't bother me that was familar ground, the odd addictions were a hassle so was the influx of emotions I spent months gettig rid of. ADD was another problem unlike those born as a cat, us turned ones had trouble focusing on things or we forgot important things. I tried my best to keep my mind intact mostly my demonic blood protected me partially, pity it didn't heal my injuries anymore. The Reaper caused a gash on my leg, Thor stitched it up since it was bleeding everywhere.
Our conversation turned to Brit how she was what she did, Grr a lycan mentioned how Brit bought the light out of the dark ones. I spoke often to Brit to sit a while in her presence when her Ethan wasn't around, my time with her husband in the past was often fleeting. Recently I had conversation with him and found I liked him too, strange how I admire certain types of people those that do not judge me.
Grr and Joah the two were busy with one another not noticing my discomfort at their actions, I didn't say anything on it not my place too but I wanted attention too. Somewhere along the line Lorne was bought up in the talk because he crawled through the library, I mentioned he was most likely looking for Brianna my voice was bitter. Life after Lorne.. there had to be some.
Our discussion concluded I was tired and couldn't be asked to travel back in the rain, I curled up on the cushion and went in to sleep as tired as I was. Sometimes the library was a good spot to rest in, despite being a Shadow I liked the books here.
Lulz of the day:
[9:14] DCS2 2.34: Blueray Darkes OOC: its a giant pidgeon... I shall call him Pidgeot
[9:15] DCS2 2.34: Beaumont Constantine OOC: birdie birdie in the sky, why did you shit in my eye?
[9:15] DCS2 2.34: Blueray Darkes OOC: cos it has the runs o.O
[9:16] DCS2 2.34: Niecee Morenz OOC: wow that's a pretty crappy song XD
[9:16] DCS2 2.34: Blueray Darkes OOC: Yup its full of shit
[9:16] DCS2 2.34: Niecee Morenz OOC: lol
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