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Post by Thalron on Apr 1, 2006 1:23:11 GMT -5
Rovea giggled at the naas response, that was more or less what she had expected him to say. "I dunno, mainly whether I repeated my self or not." she said and began to circle around a little more, appearing to help Samir 'trap' the naa between them. Although she wasn't worried about him getting away, even though she had yet to place a tracer.
"I want new friends if you remember Samir's earlier question." She paused then scratched her head behind one of the tiny spikes that grew there. "So why is the big scary Naa afraid of little young me?" She asked with another giggle, it sounded kind of creepy because it seemed like there were alot of reasons he should that she wasn't telling him.
She was beginning to feel... Antsy, there was alot of talking but this wasn't all that fun. It was easy to tell that she was wanting to do something by the way her strange electric wing segements seemed to fidget and spark occasionally... And if he was paying very close attention he might notice the fact that the trailing end of her tail was infact, a prehensile wire.
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Post by sera on Apr 1, 2006 1:39:30 GMT -5
I am not on a quest for friendship, Bismark replied darkly. Be friends with the gryvern over there. He will accept anything.
Samir showed his teeth in a grin at the statement, only just noticing the sparks and fidgets. He eyed her tailin question, but it was until until Rovea moved again that Bismark noticed the wire. Add in the sudden sparks and the mutated Naa decided it was definitely time to cut his losses and go. He flicked his brush of a tail, then suddenly reared and darted away. .. towards Samir, actually. Apparently he didn't want to take his chances with the tiny one.
The gryvern gave a growling laugh and leapt towards the Naa. Bismark was more concerned with running then defense, but Samir was a Hunter. With a swift swipe of his paw, he knocked the legs out from beneath the Naa and pinned him suddenly. Bismark shrilled angrily, slashing upwards himself. Samir hissed, swiftly tilting his head to bear his horn against the stallion's throat. He pressed in, bringing blood as well until the Naa stopped struggling.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 1, 2006 2:09:58 GMT -5
Rovea wasn't too surprised when he finally decided to cut his uh... Losses? and run but what did surprise her greatly was the following sequence between Samir and the large Naa, She didn't want Samir to get hurt! He seemed like a nice guy for the most part... And Well she didn't want to hurt Bismark either he was funny. "Hey! Stop that!" She said as she darted over to beside both of them, looking from one to the other as she tried to figure out what to do...
She could do something to both of them but well... Didn't want to scare them anymore than she had managed to... Somehow. Sure, the one time she hadn't been intent on killing her company they seemed to want to kill eachother... Now what was she supposed to do? "Wh-why are you fighting eachother?" She asked in a rather choked up and innocent sounding voice... Not only that but it actually sounded natural rather than how her normal voice had a sort of synthetic quality.
She rarely had to fall back onto her childish nature to overcome obstacles, but she had not forgotten it in the slightest it just... Was usually off somewhere else, playing somewhere in the lighter recesses of her mind.
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Post by sera on Apr 1, 2006 2:18:01 GMT -5
Bismark didn't care for the child-like voice anymore than how she had been previously speaking, but not only was he paranoid now, he just didn't like very many non-Naa. He made a low, threatening sound deep in his throat as he added waves of his innate empathic ability. As with all Naa, he couldn't lie, and perhaps this made the aura of deadly intent pouring off him more believable. Claws tightened briefly into Samir's shoulder, but the gryvern simply responded by pressing his horn deeper into the Naa's throat. Bismark had no choice but ease up or he would lose his jugular. He did not deign to respond, a bit too concerned with the horn.
"Bismark is a traitor," Samir answered her voice quietly. "He deserves wotever comes his way."
I am no traitor for following my own making, the Naa snarled back, and the two growled at each other further.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 1, 2006 2:44:23 GMT -5
"but...But..." She stopped talking and began to glare at the two, she seemed to have a rather large amount of anger all of the sudden and didn't show it like a little girl should... She gave off more of a horrible monster feel. "I Wanted To Play Nicely. But You Just Couldn't Cooperate Could You?" She reached out and touched samir with her claw tips, even the light touch made it feel like needles had punctured the skin, and a strange slithering feeling showed that they had delivered something much more sinister than a couple of pin pricks.
Core contacted... Uploading...
She was transferring him into the hackers 'net world' but the process while not instant wouldn't stop even if she was disconnected, She just hoped that he'd vanish from here before hitting her or something... And that after he vanished she'd be able to dodge or teleport away from the rather angry looking bismark... But if she got him freed he'd be thankful right? Not that she especially cared, If he was mad. and if he was mad at her then he wasn't worth the effort to make friends with and could become another of her toys, and with how afraid of human technology he was that wouldn't be very hard.
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Post by sera on Apr 1, 2006 3:03:48 GMT -5
Samir hesitated at the new pain, and his eyes slipped sideways, trying to see wot exactly the tsume had done to him. He didn't dare take his attention away from the Naa, however. Bismark's physical alterations might not have been for the purpose of killing things, but mentally he might be more than willing. And then he suddenly noticed something very peculiar. . . . His wounds weren't hurting. With a jerk, he turned to stare at Rovea, "Wot did you--" but he never had a chance to finish the question.
Bismark stared as the gryvern began to disappear, but he didn't wait to see wot the tsume had planned after she was down with Samir. He was on his feet and moving as soon as the Air's attention was pulled away, long legs easily eating the ground as he worked to put as much distance between him and the area as he possibly could.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 3, 2006 14:41:01 GMT -5
It seemed like he had finally escaped the strange creature that had been terrorizing him back there, This feeling however was quickly dispelled by a small tug on one of his little wings... "You know your wings are alot like mine! Although mine are a different colour and feathery Hehe. Can you fly with these?" She asked cheerfully from... Between his wings laying on her back but floating about an inch above him, holding one of her wings next to one of his to compare the two... hers were also much, Much smaller.
It was unfortunate, but Rovea tended to wear out her sources of entertainment quickly, not that she got bored with them it's just they so rarely lasted as long as she would have hoped due to heart attacks or her sudden mood swings... Or in the rarer cases of them being too strong, although that only happened once and she was going to try again someday, She just couldn't stand up against a full blooded black magic user, And necromancers were rather difficult too... Since they tended to like her games.
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Post by sera on Apr 3, 2006 16:52:38 GMT -5
Bismark started and skittered sideways. . . since that definitely helped dislodge her. <<; A hard shudder shook the giant frame, and he forced himself to slow from the headlong, escaping pace to a ground-eating canter. He wasn't willing to stop just yet. . . Not, he thought sarcastically, that she would have any trouble doing to him wot she did to the gryvern from where she was just then. Maybe it would be better to stop. His ears were flat against his skull and he slowed further, moving into a fast walk as he began to cool himself down a little. I cannot, his mental voice was surly. Go play with Samir. He enjoys your games.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 5, 2006 16:18:20 GMT -5
She didn't even seem to notice it when he got startled and jumped, She probably would have fallen off if she had infact been on him in the first place rather than floating along with him. She giggled as he shuddered, obviously she was disturbing him or something... Which is why she had so much fun even though he didn't seem too enthuasiastic to play with her. "Aww that's too bad... I bet you'd look silly flying anyways, Unless you left flaming footprints in the air! That'd be awesome *_*" She rambled out before really realizing the second thing he had said.. Then she giggled "Aww... But you'll play with me right? I did get Samir off of you after all... ;_;" ... Pronouncing smiley faces, for some reason did not have the same effect as they did normally. Just being kind of confusing rather than expressing emotion.
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Post by sera on Apr 5, 2006 17:34:18 GMT -5
Bismark finally slowed and stopped in an open meadow, instinctively giving himself plenty of room to run, since that so very worked the last time. <<;;; He was also losing track of wot she was talking about. Asterick? Semicolon? He only had a vague idea of wot those were for; Naa don't have a written language.
Do my desires matter? he asked darkly. I'm sure Samir's removal is appreciated though it was worrying that the gryvern was simply gone like that. Not that Bismark was concerned about Samir himself, more that the same would happen to him. But I am not one for games and wish only to continue on my way unhindered.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 5, 2006 18:05:39 GMT -5
"Hmm... Well, we could play games while you go whichever way is your way! Then it wouldn't really be a hinderance! ^_^" She said happily, obviously misinterpeting what he meant. Of course it was on purpose just to be difficult but oh well.
Then there was a strange second of silence, before something flopped down halfway on his head and the back of his neck, as she randomly decided to change positions, letting her arms and legs dangle off either side of him. "Nice mohawk." she commented idly as she probably squashed part of it despite her light weight. The end of her tail seemed to curl and uncurl of it's own accord, occasionally flicking near to his face...
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Post by sera on Apr 5, 2006 18:09:18 GMT -5
Bismark's whole body shuddered again as she dropped across his neck and he was subconsciously beginning to retreat in his mind again. . . saving the core and hiding it away. I don't enjoy games. . . . Rovea. It seemed to cost him to say her name. He nearly flinched everytime her tail came near his head; apparently, he didn't really like to be touched either.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 5, 2006 18:35:20 GMT -5
She giggled when she felt him shudder, it felt kind of funny and also was amusing... The largest of the creatures she met were usually the most easily frightened, kind of like the elephant versus a mouse syndrome? Although, she had to admit she was a bit more impressive than a mouse. "You don't have a favourite food, you don't enjoy games... What do you like?  " She asked sounding kind of confused, batting at an ear as she waited for some sort of surly response. Oh, yeah he'd probably say something like 'I like to be alone and angst blah blah blah' Weren't there any cool looking things that weren't all angsty? Umm.. Well, letsee there was... No she forgot his name, darn. He was probably dead anyways. Well, she didn't have to ask any questions she could always find out herself but... She really didn't like doing that, people deserved some sort of privacy not to mention she'd have to sort through all that random 'icky' information in their brains too and if Bismark was old there could be alot of that. |
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Post by sera on Apr 5, 2006 18:51:56 GMT -5
I like solitude and quiet, the Naa answered promptly, not that he expected her to take the hint. Perhaps, however, she'd get less angst if she wasn't always scaring her targets. I don't like wires and especially don't like things trying to force their will upon me! There was actually some heat in that mental send, though it wasn't entirely purposeful on his part. He hated being this riled up.
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Post by Thalron on Apr 11, 2006 23:33:54 GMT -5
She sighed, nodding at his comment before slowly tracing her finger across his neck as she began to whisper rather eerily into his ear since, well she was right next to his head so she didn't need to speak loudly. "You know everyone would leave you alone if you were dead, and I haven't forced anything on you, just tried to extract it." she corrected non chalantly, sounding like she almost agreed with him.
The wire on her tail began to slowly curl around his neck, but just as it became noticable or alarming it removed itself again and continued on with it's apparently independent movements. They were either uncontrolled or random so that she could get him to stop paying attention... Not that she couldn't do something while he was paying attention.
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" She asked sounding kind of confused, batting at an ear as she waited for some sort of surly response. Oh, yeah he'd probably say something like 'I like to be alone and angst blah blah blah' Weren't there any cool looking things that weren't all angsty? Umm.. Well, letsee there was... No she forgot his name, darn. He was probably dead anyways.