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Post by Baka on Aug 25, 2008 20:50:11 GMT -5
Mithoo glanced up towards Akkedia finally, preceeding which he offered a smile to his comrade to show no hard feelings were meant, before he spoke. "So where's Laboris and the others? I'm afraid in my age I don't pay attention as good as I used ta...." He clicked his tongue against the top of his mouth in thought.
"I.... Don't know." Akkedia breathed, adding quickly. "I think they went to find the real Dominius, but as to where exactly they're looking I'm afraid I missed that information...." Her eyes dwindled to Dommy, a sigh parted from her blood-drenched lips, how it had not been too long ago that she'd managed to actually look down upon him as food, and with this a great swell of guilt and remorse flooded her.
"Is he now....?" The chimera pondered, loosely footing his way along, his gait hastened and he started for the tavern. Consider him rash if it pleased one, but he'd convince this host of Dominius one way or another.
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Post by santingo on Aug 25, 2008 21:01:28 GMT -5
Jaixas smiled faintly, picking up his fellow comrade's message instantly, dipping both snouts in understanding. Finding no particular reason to be in his current form, he quickly reverted back to the rather small nightmare Akkedia previously underestimated when first encountered. The now tiny nightmare literally pounced onto Dominique's lap whom instantly woken. "Huh?" Yawning, he sheepishly smiled down at Jaixas who pounced off.
"I believe so," Alzon scratched his messy hair in thought.
"They did," Drakmur cut into the conversation, not moving at all. It took several seconds for Dominique to realize that Akkedia was looking down at him, nervously looking up since she was in that form which had desired to eat him two nights prior. Jaixas gave her a 'shift back' expression, glancing up at her.
"I'm positive this time," Aurura chuckled, opening the wooden doors that creaked on its golden hinges. The thick atmosphere reeked of beer and was full of conversation. Ragizere hissed, personally hating this place. Aurura swiftly turned her head, as if trying to find Dominius.
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Post by Baka on Aug 26, 2008 0:23:07 GMT -5
Akkedia recieved the look from Jaixas and blinked, having not realized before the fragileness of this scenerio, and quickly as anything she sought to correct her err, shifting back to her humanoid form and even hastier still wiping the remaints of the blood from her lips, though moments afterwards she licked her fingers thoughtfully, she unfortunately HAD in fact grown very favorable of the taste of blood over the years.
"Hai?" Rumbled Mithoo critically, the great old beast carefully slitting his eyes and scratching the soft spot on his chin as he pondered it over, his round eyes glistened though at the same time reflected only a little bit of light. "Does that mean the century calamity is approaching as well?" He was more or less speaking rhettorically, though nonetheless he glanced about between his companions as if expecting an answer.
Laboris almost literally stood at her heels, waiting patiently as his twitching being could for any sign from the dragon, any hint indicating which of these ruffians would be the real Dominius.
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Post by santingo on Aug 26, 2008 9:38:59 GMT -5
Alzon focused much of his attention on the nasty gash on his left flank. Yes, his white shirt had been stained by the crimson liquid but no blood drip from the deep laceration. With a gentle yet powerful hand, the young lad wanted to protect it from further harm, even if infection seemed inevitable. Jaixas heaved a sympathetic sigh towards Akkedia who quickly licked the blood once she wiped. Even as a nightmare, due to his young age, he had yet to understand how the Gonbe race were completely transformed under the influence of the cursed liquid. Dominique had lazily rubbed his eyes, fighting to stay awake despite the long hours of rest prior. Even with blood in his lean belly, his hunger had not been satisfied and blood would not be on the menu for him. "Exactly," Jaixas answered, Drakmur showing little signs of interest. "According to the legend, the century calamity starts an hour after Dominius's awakening. But in my personal opinion, Elivre nor her companions have showed any signs of ruling the world. Ragizere stood next to Aurura, not liking the tavern for many reasons. Aurura remained silent until her attention was captured by a rather clumsy waiter who looked no older than ten.
"It's...him," She replied quietly, but loud enough for the two felines to hear.
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Post by Baka on Sept 2, 2008 19:07:16 GMT -5
Mithoo's wandering eyes lazily scanned over the scenerio before they rest on the Alzon's wound. "Dear lad, how did that happen...?" He asked, tone pitching a rather slight feint of curiousity, though how he got the wound was really of little interest to this beast. The more important matter on this older nightmare's mind, of course, was to make sure it would be properly taken care of. Akkedia's state and condition too proved little consiounce to the elderly brute, rather, he'd seen this sort of 'transformation' many times before, he was slightly tapered by the fact that nothing surprised him anymore. What fun would it be if there was nothing to challenge his intellect? Then Jaixas spoke, and he cleared his throat with a temperal wave of one of his front limbs. "That my friend, is true enough. But I have watched the calamities many times hence, and I don't believe... That A gonbe yet has been able to score two calamities in a row... As big and bad as Elivre tries to be, I highly doubt she'll lead those cronies of her anywhere besides a rather maladroit seige... AT best..."
"Him?!" Breathed Laboris, eyes widened as he observed what he percieved a child in a rather dumbfounded state. Then he quickly scanned to be sure there wasn't anyone besides or hiding somewhere around the kid. "Are you sure?" He mentally kicked himself at this, of course she had to be sure, what was he saying? He looked up at the dragon apolegetically before his gaze darted to the waiter once more, and this was followed by a period of omenous silence on his part.
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Post by santingo on Sept 2, 2008 19:27:36 GMT -5
Alzon focused much of his attention on the deep gash below his strong hand while Dominique seemed to stare into the distance of the vast forest. When he was questioned, Drakmur lifted a reptilian head to stare warily. "Another gonbe.." He replied quietly, as if showing hatred to his own kind. "She tricked me..and those two not a very nice persons listening to her every command placed the collar around my neck and she basically used her claws to get hold of me.." He explained, unsure if Mithoo was truly interested or not. His fellow companion suddenly felt a new emotion stir inside. Once his small belly began to digest the blood, a new sensation ran across his body. Ignoring it for now, he stared at the grass below.
"Ah but you can never underestimate anyone.." Jaixas nodded. "Besides, Elivre can always go to...him."
"Yep," Ragizere turned her elegant head at the chimera at his reactions. Aurura only stared down at him, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"This time I am," She winked. "One should never judge a book by it's cover. He's not Dominius. Dominius is inside of him." She reminded, hoping it will help him in some way.
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Post by Baka on Sept 2, 2008 20:04:08 GMT -5
The Nightmare thought about it for a second, then nodded his head in a rather sage manner. "I see." Was all the brute muttered after some time, though once more he sat back on his haunches and began to work on the different ingredients. He needed to make a sort of helpful remedy, if not just a sort of disinfectant to make sure the injury didn't get any worse. His hands, still worn and patched up with a multitude of scars over this period of time, worked nimbly as ever, and with a deft precision for his work. Another thing age and experience dealt for him, naturally.
It was Akkedia whom questioned him. "Who's him?" She inquired curiously, her mind dulled however by the suggesting need to feast on more blood, which she retained for the sake of her friend.
Laboris tried to ponder it over, though it looked as though he'd failed he faked a cough and nodded. "Ah, y-yes, I see.... It makes perfect sense..." He then stared at the lad once more, as if trying to find some unusual rythym or something, some indicator that he really was the fabled Dominius of legend.
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Post by santingo on Sept 2, 2008 20:47:26 GMT -5
Drakmur groggily climbed onto fours, making his way towards his young master and his two fellow nightmares. Concerned for the well being of the infant gonbe, he remained silent and settled by his side. Alzon removed a strong hand from the covered gash, allowing Mithoo to work on it. Dominique ignored the new sensations warming his blood, which traveled through arteries and veins. Barely realizing, two fangs replaced two important teeth in his upper jaw. Hunger was demanding his attention, but not hunger for food. Blood. The cursed crimson liquid. Biting onto his lower lip, he did his best to coop with his new urge. Suddenly, his glistening eyes turned towards Akkedia, hunger burning in his eyes. Then every sound seemed to be replaced by the oddly loud pumping of an average heart. Whimpering, the young hybrid knew exactly what was happening. All of his fellow companions were in danger. Without saying a single word, the handsome lad parted into the bushes, running at an amazing speed.
"A friend of Elivre's," Jaixas explained. "He's a spirit sort of guy." Aurura smiled down at him, turning her attention towards the lad who got scowled by the tavern owner.
"Pardon me," She lifted a hand, gesturing for both felines to remain where they were. The young boy with messy black hair and green eyes jumped.
"Oh. I'm terribly sorry madame!" He whimpered, stretching to his feet. "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Yes, you," The dragon spoke.
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Post by santingo on Sept 2, 2008 21:00:59 GMT -5
((Dominique is bloodlust, something that came into my imagination a long time ago. Bloodlust is more of a genetic disorder than a curse. What is bloodlust? It's like the gonbe's I-want-to-devour-you thing expect that the victim will kill anyone with blood just for the sole purpose of drinking their blood. They will not eat the people they kill but they will suck them dry. Unlike the gonbe thing, it does not last for hours. It can last up to days, depending on how much blood they consumed. Anyone with blood can become bloodlust, even humans or herbivores like deer. The victim can become bloodlustic in one or two ways. If they consume blood or their own blood. Although the second way is done accidentally more than on purpose. It can happen to anyone with blood, including humans and herbivores such as deer.
Here is the worst two things you can do.
Allow the victim to drink more blood because it'll only make things worse.
Fight the victim because common sense is absent.
The best way to curse it is to prevent it from happening. This can be done if the victim is holding garlic. If a person does go bloodlustic, to stop them, you have to pin them down and feed them their favorite food.))
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Post by Baka on Sept 2, 2008 21:03:36 GMT -5
Mithoo looked up only with the broken sound of a few twigs, which seemed to be the departure of the kivi hybrid lad. His eyes glistened softly, though he went back to attending Alzon's wound, dressing it appropriately so that worst wouldn't come to worsts under his seasoned eyes and care.
Akkedia however found this stressful, though she'd had the feeling herself many times prior she too had a knack of overlooking details. She'd forgotten, with a sort of arrogance at best, the feel of being hungry as a gonbe, for as far as she cared to remember Dominique was a Kivi hybrid. It eluded her that he was gonbe too, his ears deafened, his hunger would grow, she was, for the time being, oblivious to how dangerous a hungry gonbe could be. Which is why, trying to keep up at least a distance from the lad she assumed her friend, Akkedia broke off from the conversation to follow him.
Mithoo didn't look up this time, but grunted. "Another friend of Elivre's? Do you mean a friend like you or a friend of those Kivi twits?"
Laboris felt compelled to say something, though the brute held his tongue. For the time being anyway, as he watched the dragon converse with the host of Dominius. His heart pounded hard against the walls of his chest, or so it felt like it, he seemed to be getting all the more anxious. Or possibly this feeling was... Excitement?
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Post by santingo on Sept 2, 2008 21:18:10 GMT -5
Alzon swiftly turned his handsome head to see Dominique depart, knowing exactly what was happening. Exhaling bitterly, he bit onto his lower lip, eyes widening as his fellow gonbe followed. Not wincing once as his deep gash was treated, his eyes glistened with worry. Dominique was horrified about the fact that he was being followed, increasing his speed until he ran out onto another clearing. "Akkedia!" He snapped, not angrily but frightened for her safety. "Don't follow me!" With his hands, he gave a go-away command. The vampiric urges were getting the best of him. "You know what?" He grinned, all teeth sharp ivory fangs. Round pupils were not thin slants. "Come here my delicious meal.." He snickered, evident that Dommy was long gone from existence.
"No," Jaixas shook his head. "A powerful spiritual being. I've never met him but Elivre said he was strong." The young lad tilted his head in confusion, frowning.
"Why?"
"Well, because I mainly want to talk," Aurura smiled gently. Ragizere too, felt compelled, glancing over at Laboris as if giving him permission to say something.
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Post by Baka on Sept 2, 2008 21:52:12 GMT -5
Mithoo didn't seem particularly as worried, evident as to how he examined Alzon when he was near finished, not a furrow of his delicately and charmingly framed face. "Are there any other wounds I should be attending to?" Came his passive statement.
Akkedia forced herself to a stop, wincing as she finally, if rather late, came to a realization as to what was happening. She uneasily took a step back. "Dommy, Ah..." She didn't want to have to fight with him, she'd rather him kill her than that. "Please, come to your senses.... I'd rather not fight for blood..." To her these words seemed like the biggest contradiction of her career, to think she nearly killed him for his blood, and she now acted indignant about keeping hers?
"I see..." Shuffed old Mithoo as he brushed a claw through his whiskery face in thought.
"It would be in all of our best interest if you came to talk with us..." Laboris cooed in the most relaxed voice he could muster, trying to seem calm though inside his heart was racing.
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Post by santingo on Sept 3, 2008 15:42:16 GMT -5
((I'm only describing his weasel form because I've made changes.))
Both Alzon and Drakmur were greatly concerned, frowning heavily when Akkedia foolishly followed her kivi hybrid friend. "I'm..uncertain.." The infant spoke silently, quickly reverting back to the adorable bat form to inspect his entire body for anymore signs of injury. None could be found in exception to the cleaned gash and several rips in his large wings. "Nope, no more." He grinned innocently up at the elder nightmare. Dominique barely recognized his former words, more insanity replacing his sweet and normal personality. A malevolent laughter, full of lunacy, bellowed from the deep pits of his throat, glaring at his friend hungrily.
"Nonsense!" He sneered, ivory fangs exposed. "To think I would have been in your belly just two nights ago! What right do you have!?" He snapped. "What right do you have to stop me?! Although.." A sinister smile found its way onto his tan lips. "I suppose your blood may be a delicious thingytail of all the blood you have consumed." Slowly, he reverted back to his weasel form, more sinister looking than ever, like a grand combination between a weasel and a thylacine. Brown was splashed onto his neck and back as well as his two front limbs. The rest of his body had been a tannish brown in exception to his creamish chest and belly. Chocolate brown strips could be seen on his neck, back, limbs while the tip of his furry tail was the same color. "I shall enjoy feasting on your blood.." He grinned, licking his ivory fangs with a fleshy tongue.
"Indeed," Ragizere jumped into the conversation.
"My master won't allow it," The young lad replied sadly.
"Surely, your master won't mind if we borrowed you for five minutes, does he now?" The female panther questioned.
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Post by Baka on Sept 4, 2008 20:22:38 GMT -5
But Mithoo blinked so simply and shook his head in a slow, deliberate manner. "I'll need to patch up your wings too, or else how would they heal properly so you can grow and be able to fly in them properly?" He snorted deeply through his tan beaklike nose, purposely ruffling the small feathers that covered a great portion of it as one would wrinkle their nose in distaste. "You don't want to be like Elivre, her wings now, sadly so many tears I wonder how she keeps herself aloft..."
"You're right..." She'd retorted, rather skittishly. "I don't have a right, but just because I don't have a right to protest doesn't mean that you have a right to... Eat me..." It wasn't really eat her, but she said this for lack of a better term on this short notice. It was a rather defensive state that made her revert into her bat form. The clawed bridges of her wings carefully scraped the ground as she skuttled back clumsily on her feet. The sensitive translucent skin coating her ears twitched from the nervous spasms of the muscles almost directly underneath. Her lips curled, unfortunately but obviously, into a rather livid grin. The rows of ivory fangs still lined neatly in her mouth, and she hoped this appearance, with the past experience, would intimidate him.
"I believe she is right..." Coughed Laboris helpfully, though unused he too wanted to help with getting Dominius on their side.
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Post by santingo on Sept 4, 2008 20:35:20 GMT -5
Alzon resisted the urge to cry out in protest, heaving a loud exhale while drooping his shoulder blades. Drakmur only shook his reptilian head sympathetically, frowning upon his younger master. "Elivre?" The infant gonbe mouthed, pondering over existence.
"Yes.." His fellow nightmare cut in. "That's the monster that attacked us earlier..."
"Very well," Alzon quickly gathered his thoughts. Opening his bat-like wings, he allowed Mithoo to patch up the tears in hopes of keeping his gift of flight. Dominique only snickered malevolently, licking his ivory fangs with his fleshy tongue. His golden eyes widened slightly when Akkedia reverted to that form. But unlike of what she was thinking, he only laughed heartily.
"Eat you?!" The young hybrid mused. "Why would I want to waste my energy? Besides, I'll save best for last." He winked, turning around, not at all intimidating him. "Surely, your blood must be a delicious thingytail of all the innocent people you devoured." With another laughter full of lunacy, the brute jumped into the thick bushes, using keen senses to detect other life forms.
"Oh you poor lad you," Aurura frowned heavily. "Do you eat?"
"I'll go but I can't-do I eat?" The clumsy boy nodded softly. "Sometimes. When my master gives me enough to eat."
"Your master sounds cruel," Ragizere huffed. "Please come with us. For just a little bit. Say?" The female panther flashed him a kind smile. "Tell me. Have you heard of Dominius?"
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