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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 1, 2009 17:34:24 GMT -8
Seemed the little thing was vicious, more so then the owner... well, somehow he could not believe that, animals after all were only influenced by things that had happened in their life or by instinct, and seeing as he doubted the thing was hungry given he didnt start gnawing after wards, he'd have let him scratch him, but on the hand as it was brought up to block, not even wincing as he watched it dully. Fingertips grabbed his little paw and he brought other hand out, scratching under the cats chin before he'd raise back up, looking at the cuts and shrugging. He'd had worse. Alot worse.
"He's got spirit. I'll give him that." A smirk and he looked back to her, her question running its way through his thick skull before he closed eyes, smiled and shook his head. "Simple really. You interest me, and thus I want to know the name of someone whom can draw my intrigue, as I can assure you.. it does not come easy. " That is unless more people were like her around this place?...Were they? He'd only seen the false faced sirens so far and the shy little girls that hid away not saying a word at all.
Those eyes seemed to lock onto hers, all signs of the shy little innocent boy gone. Somehow he did not think it would do him any good here anyhow, so best to come out with those purely... academic interests right? Not to say things that a normal male thought of had not flown through his brain, after all, he was a man, but that was squashed by her actions, far stronger then simple libido.
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Post by Vespyr on Sept 1, 2009 18:28:40 GMT -8
The girl's eyes flashed dangerously as Akane fondled the cat, going into psycho-momma-bear mode for a split second, but he stood before she had a chance to react... violently... So she relaxed now that she saw he had no intentions of hurting her little friend, little brother, little child.
Fleesh withdrew behind her legs and glared up at the male, saying no more with his claws. His mistriss was glaring at Akane, becoming bored and uninterested.
"Flattered..." she said sarcastically, actually not flattered in the least bit. She pursed her lips for a moment, weighing the situation. Go home now? Yes, that seemed like an alluring idea. Though she wasn't usually one to keep her word, the male had kept up his end of their silly little bargain, and though she thought his answer was a stupid one, she wished this to end... and she had a feeling it would only do so if she gave him his satisfaction.
"Vespyr." she said flatly, with a sigh. "What you will do with the information I do not know or care to know, but there you have it. You know my name Satisfied?"
(ooc: sorry, post is kinda suckish and short. I've been threading all day and my muse is all but depleted... xD)
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 1, 2009 19:27:19 GMT -8
He stepped, or rather.. seemed to glide forwards, his motions faster then one of his size should have been capable of.. he could not do it often, but when he did you realized it quite quickly. His face was maybe an inch from hers, she'd have gotten a faint hint of lilac from the male the sweat having kicked the oil he had on his body off making it float into the air around him.
He did not speak, but at the same time, he would not allow her to make the space between them larger.. it seemed almost as if he were clinging to her by some ethereal means. "Make no mistake.. your feelings.. your words.. mean little to nothing when a false front toys with them. " He grinned at her then, eyes locking to her own. Vespyr. An exotic name to say the least, sounds similar to the sort hippies used to give their children.. which she seemed anything but.
"A name. Means nothing. Absolutely nothing.. it is like those little lies you tell yourself, they have no value.. it was getting you to tell me that had value. Nothing more. Nothing less." An astute philosophical observation?.. no. More that he thought like this all the time. He reached forwards, patting her cheek lightly, a smile on his lips now, making you wonder what it was that actually went on in that twisted thing he called reality.
( No worries. I know the feeling, my muse gave me the middle finger years ago. xD )
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Post by Vespyr on Sept 1, 2009 20:15:41 GMT -8
That was it. The last straw.
Vespyr had had enough of this nonsensical bullshit; as Akane's hand reached toward her and fell softly on her face, sudden images and memories of a certain male the same age flooding painfully into her mind. In an instant, she struck him across his cheek ferociously with the back of her hand, knocking his large paw aside at the same moment. She should have just reached out and torn his throat out in one fluid motion, crushing his trachea like he had jokingly described earlier, but for some reason she didn't. Just bitch-slapped him like some pissy little girl, for reasons unknown to her. Too hot. Can't think straight. Was that... lilac she smelled? Was he wearing perfume? What the fuck?
Before he had a chance to react, (40 Dex) she would kick him as hard as she could in the shin with her heavy combat boots, not aiming for the balls because that was... well to be honest, a lame blow that ended the fight too quickly. She enjoyed a struggle... not some weakened brute whose downfall was wrought by his own ego-enlarged package.
"Next time you're shopping for perfume, try to pick one out that doesn't make you smell like such a pussy." she growled, irked at his distaste. Wasn't she always?
If Akane were to fight back, which she expected, since when she had first seen him, he had been preparing quite vigorously for such an occasion, she would be prepared to dodge him.
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 2, 2009 7:24:05 GMT -8
He'd not even bothered to react to the fact she had struck him across the face, insteads, looking at her with that same dull look. She was fast.. quite so, but from the way she hit it seemed that the only damage she was going to cause was whiplash, and that was secured the next second as she kicked his shin, with not even the amount of force he had been applying to the tree a little while ago. His facial expression did not change at all, and those eyes were unwavering from her face.
"Mm, perfume? Sorry. Don't wear the stuff. My mother works from home making oils from flowers, I personally like the lilac, but it seems you'd disagree." Of course he'd have shrugged shoulders and looked at her, considering the rammifications of striking a female, not that he would do it, after all he had gone his whole life taking far more damage then people would have taken and lived without throwing a single strike in attempt to harm.
"And honestly.. the shin? I mean sure.. you probably don't know I practice Muay Thai, but a kick to my shin is like punching someone in the forehead.. you're just gonna hurt your foot in futility. " A smirk. He was taunting her.. honestly, he wanted to see what it was this girl was capable of, after all, she seemed to be vicious, and she certainly did not take shit given how quick she had been to striking him for something so simple as being close. "As for being a pussy. Its your opinion I suppose, but either way, does not make you a capable fighter. " Oh. Now he was asking for it.. but that was the idea wasn't it?
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Post by Vespyr on Sept 2, 2009 10:19:25 GMT -8
Vespyr cocked her head and glared at him, silent for a moment. He seemed to be teasing her, almost asking for her to hit him again. Yet, he stood motionless, seemingly uneager to defend himself against her attacks, which were weak, yes; but only because she was using her meager brute strength and not her claws or teeth. If she had, rather than slapping him, driven her claws directly into his cheek, he would be screaming for his sweet-smelling mother.
Vespyr knew how to cause pain, but that wasn't her motive at the moment. Her little outburst wasn't caused by a well-planned plot to kill, but rather, it was quite involuntary, stimulated by inner anger. Futile? Sure. Would it get her anywhere? We'll see.
"It seems to me you're eager to get your ass kicked. You go to school for that. Now if you wanted to feel real pain, or maybe see some of your insides like in anatomy class, that's what you'd pick a fight with me for. So which is it?" she inquired, growing impatient with herself. Stupid. Why'd you hit him? You slapped him like a bitch! Should have just torn his eyes out!
Oh, the glory of insanity.
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 2, 2009 20:06:49 GMT -8
He'd had bone puncture flesh numerous times in the past, been gashed, cut open. Its a surprise really that the boy had survived as long as he had.. but in the end it just meant that even for her to rip back flesh, it would do no good as his nerves were almost dead to the world, hardly able to feel the pain at all. That pink muscle slipped out once more, making sure it could coat his dry chapped lips before it retreated back inside, closing his eyes. Would turning heel do any good here? Probably, but what was the fun in that? This girl was fast, she could obviously take care of herself if she was so quick to swing.
Whats more.. he was still a little irked by the weeks events involving those sirens. He could see her when she moved, not clearly, she was still a blur.. but that was enough to put together a coherent structure to defend on. "Mm.. so eager to fight and destroy.. whats in it for me to let you swing around like you seem to so depserately want?" Oh. A fight in and of itself was not of his concern, the girl would have found out quick that while his offensive was weak sauce.. how he defended was far stronger, more akin to a fortress then an army.
There were a few terms to come to mind.. and that could make him fight, if he was getting something he valued out of it, as unlike defending himself which he saw no point in.. fighting for a purpose? That was almost refreshing. "Tell you what, you win, you can do as you like to me. Its not like I have not lived long enough anyhow, so I am not afraid of your disembowelment comments. I win. Well. We'll go the same route." Question was, how cocky was she? Cocky enough to jump into conclusions?
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Post by Vespyr on Sept 4, 2009 11:38:11 GMT -8
Vespyr shrugged and looked away, the fun leaving her eyes in an instant. This is not my idea of a good time.
"No I guess there's no point in it." she said calmly. That was that. there would have been no satisfaction in further harming him, merely a waste of her time and energy. Precious things. Her fingernails drummed steadily on the fence as she leaned against it.
"So now that you know my name, I suppose that's all you need? I can go now?" she said with a sneer, looking back at him with a dull interest. Ah, the wonder of mood swings... One minute a killer and the next a docile bitch.
(ooc: I'm officially ashamed of myself. Sorry for the shortness -__-)
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 5, 2009 7:31:38 GMT -8
Mood swings were what they were, but now he was interested.. and well interest could do the worse of things to people who did not have a proper sense of morality. He would have stepped towards her again, pressing his body as close as possible to hers as he could get. Staring at her, and I don't mean in the nice way.. really staring at her as if he were trying to drill into her skull. "Is that so?.."
This is what the psychiatrists were worried about in their sessions, as although he was perfectly in control of his mental faculties it did not stop him from having delusions with what was popularly considered 'right' by most people. There was a fence between her and freedom if she did not plan on going through him, and unlike most males the whole nut shot would just piss him off... you get hit enough in the nads you learn to fight through the pain and use it on the person responsible, or at least in Akanes case, use it to make sure that the one whom had caused it did not draw pleasure from the pain.
He spoke rather lowly, much different then the carefree attitude that had been going before it. "Your name is nice... mm, sure, but it is not quite the same as knowing more then you'd assume I'd want. " Confusing? It should have been to him too, but then again, he was not one to speak in clear tone of voice when his mind drifted off the deep end into that endless void. "What if I bit you? Would you fight me then?" Or would you writhe and whine like a woman in heat loving every moment. Not spoken, but by the way she acted, something dirty had to cross his mind when he said that.. it was just how he was.
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Post by Vespyr on Sept 7, 2009 9:41:04 GMT -8
Vespyr's eyebrows raised slightly and she took a step back as the proximity between them grew uncomfortably close. His scent, the lilac, was now so overpowering that she had to back away and hold her breath. Keen senses were sometimes a burden..
"What is your deal, man?" she said with a grimace, glaring coldly at him as her fists clenched slightly, running the pad of her thumb smoothly over each of her claws , almost in silent preparation. He wasn't making sense anymore; not that she thought he was before, no, people rarely made any sort of understanding click in her brain. But now he had gone so far as confusing. She was surprised by how he had change,d so suddenly, from the meek boy sweating on the bench to this... overbearing sort of creep. Ugh. Bite me, she thought, no pun intended. If he were to do so, she would be sending a world of pain in his direction, but it seemed like that's exactly what he was getting at.
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 7, 2009 10:10:40 GMT -8
He did not allow her to escape.. the whole point was to keep her pressed nice and close against that fence. "My deal?" He laughed slightly and shook his head, reaching up. Pat. Pat. Right on her cheek before he pulled back from her. "There is no deal going on her, merely an expressing of what you assume to be my book, and then a ripping of the cover to reveal itself.. " You'd have to be aware of what he was saying or paying attention to get that one, but it made perfect enough sense either way.
A roll of his shoulders was used to make emphasis seem a lot easier for him, and then he turned on his heel as if spinning around and planted legs on the ground looking at her. Winking now. "Maybe I am just a little off in the skull you know?" He bounced slightly, a rather quick little dance number being thrown out as if playing to an invisible band for applause. "Or maybe.. you're the one with the lack of sane in insane you know?"
A simple salute to her and he would have turned on a heel walking off in the direction he had come from in the first place, that being the bench, difference being he did not stop and sit back down merely kept going, whistling a little tune as he went. "Think about it. You'll figure it out." He said this almost out of earshot as he went on about his business. He would find her later.. when he wanted to. For now he had other things he could be doing.
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