Post by kahara on Mar 13, 2013 20:48:31 GMT -5
A continuation of a roleplay with Noa's Ryssor.[3/11/2013 2:39:58 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: Viciado had sent Balthier II, her son, away with his father, Caine, to go and collect more materials for healing and other sorts of mysterious purposes. Her youngest cubs were fast asleep and the son she trained, Nerante, was at her side. His tail flicked out casually behind him as he watched her organize all of her materials.Vines, leaves, roses, flowers, funny smelling roots and all sorts of other crap. Then to the side there here her precious gems. What she and her son had been working on mastering. Trinkets of sorts. With the power they possessed in their paws they helped carve and bend stone into new shapes.
The idea was originally Viciado's. She thought it would be a good idea to make them for pride members whom she thought were deserving of something unique. Something that, perhaps, represented them in some way. Nerante on the other hand thought that they should be given freely to anyone who wanted one. But for the sake of saving their energy, his mother refused and said that they would be precious gifts.
His gaze swept once more over what they had finished with. The stock piles: mostly herbal stuff. All for the purpose of healing, or in high doses, killing. Then there was side-stuff. Not for healing exactly, though some of it held potential. It was additional material that could be used for decorating a den; such as Viciado had done, or for trinket making, as they had both been working on. Finally his eyes fell on the trinkets themselves. Quite a few of them were made of your normal everyday rock, smoothed down a slippery stone texture and then reshaped. Not all had been reshaped though.
Then the unique few. He and his mother had taken the time and precautions to take some stone that had been melted, hardened and remeleted from lava. They had no idea what to call it, so they named it lava-stone. It was very dark in color and had a glistening effect. These pieces had yet to been touched and yet Nerante longed to use his abilities to form them into something beautiful and dangerous.
"Nerante, I think everything's fine here now. You're free to go." Viciado said. Or in other words, it was time to get out. His mother needed her alone time and it was something that the winged lad had come not to question. He left the den without a single word, a nod only, and looked at the sky as he left.
Dusk. Had it been so long already? Claws dug into the ground and he silently cussed himself out for being so wrapped up in his self-assigned duties. At his age he had the right to reject his mothers training, but knew better, and knew that he could perfect more under her watchful guidance. Kicking up some dust he walked toward the main water source in all of Shadow Veldt, the one smack-dab center of all of the dens. There he sat down and stared at his reflection for a while, ears perked should anyone else arrive.
[3/11/2013 2:46:53 AM] Jack . Noa: She had wandered away and taken to her little solitary walks; under some circumstances she'd be a lot more paranoid of leaving the sanctuary of peace (if one could call it that), but today was one of those days where she was starting to unwind slowly from the thought of being found. The days had been lost to her, she had no idea how long it had been since she arrived here.
Leonti wasn't one to meddle in affairs, only when asked to, but she ultimately savvy to the goings on in the pride. Feigning indifference or sleeping in high traffic areas of the pride had allowed her to sneak in some little tidbits of information for memory. Although she wouldn't brag about it, she remembered a lot about others. It seemed to be a talent of the grey female; quiet yet never lets anything go.
In retrospect, she was glad to leave for once. The period of hiding had given way to the period of boredom and restlessness, and she was eager to get away from all the noise.. and other things. Thoughts, feelings, memories, nightmares.. she wrestled to keep away from her mind and trying to seep into her heart. There was no need for that. No. None.
By whatever way she had come, she decided to go and hide somewhere quiet. Which would mean she would have to go past the main waterhole.. which hopefully meant someone wouldn't be there as she passed by. Obviously as she rounded the corner, that wouldn't be the case today.
[3/11/2013 2:55:54 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: The slightest flicker of his ear indicated that he had heard her pawsteps, knew she rounded a corner, and was aware of her presence. Though it wasn't until he actually turned his head that he knew that she was, well, a she. That new member of Meurtrier. Nerante couldn't recall a name and realized that he likely looked like a hunched-back creeper as he started, tilted and head cocked, at her. He shook his head and turned fully at her, on his paws once more.
As the son of an observant mother and strict healer and sassy female, he tended to pick up on these traits for himself. Observant, at least, was strong with him. He couldn't recall seeing this 'ess around much and assumed it meant she was often off alone or out on a patrol of some sort. Knowing Cocaine, he wouldn't be surprised. Send the new members off, make them prove their worth. It was always the same with him. Apart of Nerante admired the strength. Another part pitied the emptyness that he assumed Cocaine had inside of him.
A quick shake of the head and all such thoughts left him. He even managed a very small, though awkward, bow. After all he was never great at social interaction; much thanks to his mother for isolating him at a young age. Silently he cussed her twice but placed the casual, happy card outside.
"Hey. I'm Nerante. You must be the new one to Meurtrier.. right?"
[3/11/2013 3:01:04 AM] Jack . Noa: Damn it! She wasn't fast enough to get out without being noticed. Now she'd have to talk to a stranger.. she cursed to herself, how many damn members were there in this damn pride? It had been.. however long and she still hadn't gotten everyone in her mind yet. It was starting to get old by now. It was one of those moments where Leonti had to sit still and take her mistake on her for the day. Tolerate it.
She raised an eyebrow at the male awkwardly giving her a bow; no one had ever given her a bow before, it was usually a greeting of courtesy. The only time she'd seen that was when her mother would always bow to her father, or when she was forced to do the same to people she despised. A strange feeling pitted out in her stomach, but it was pushed to the side.
"New.. yeah," She said somewhat quietly to the stranger. "I came here.. I don't know. A few days ago? Doesn't matter I suppose.. my name's Ryssor. But call me Ry. The people who know me well enough." She rolled her eyes at this. The nickname was endearing, but she still wasn't used to it.
[3/11/2013 3:05:15 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: "Ah.. alright, Ryssor-- Ry. I'll call you that then. Not that I'm too lazy to call you Ryssor.. but yeah. A few days ago.. you haven't possibly met all of us yet then, have you? Boooy oh boy you're going to have a blast." He said. Clearly the last statement was sarcasm. Or so the tone hinted strongly at it. "I'm not actually in the pride, though mother wants me to be, and father objects. I'm entirely indifferent. Merely allied to the pride. Though well acquaintanced with quite a few of them. What do you make of life here so far?" Nerante asked. His question felt sort of forced, but he was always taught to be polite to others. Besides, a bit of conversation never hurt. At least not always.
[3/11/2013 3:09:48 AM] Jack . Noa: Ry tossed her head, letting her little tufts of red hair flutter all over the place; if anyone didn't know here, they might have accidentally mistook her for a male. She just wrinkled her nose at the first statement, she was having a blast. Just not the one she had been expecting, but the only reason she could think positively was because she was actually safe here.
"Allies huh? I met another ally when I was discovered.. how come you all live so close?" She asked, tilting her head. Maybe they didn't though.. and she was just running into them coincidentally. "Life here is.. fine I guess. I haven't been chased away by the Lord or the Captain, so I'm at least accepted. Everyone else just minds their own business," She tilted her head again, recalling something she had overheard earlier. "Although.. hm, nevermind."
[3/11/2013 3:16:12 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: Nerante shrugged his shoulder and sat back down. He leaned more to his left side as he looked at Ryssor to respond. "Well, most allies who live here are blood related and just don't have anywhere else to go. They don't want to join for their own reasons. To be tied down permanently, I guess. Which is my fathers concern I believe. I can't blame him all in all. I hear if you try to leave Meurtrier, they'll eat ya!" He paused and then laughed. "Nah, kidding, but I doubt they're happy to have any member leave them." Nerante said with yet another shrug. He had begun to slouch and caught himself. Straightened out again and sitting up he continued on. "Well that's certainly good news. Though not exactly surprising if you ask me. The captain and lord seem busy with trivial political matters that bore me on a level I can't even begin to describe."
It was true. The captain and lord Funeral were often, lately, involved in the most trivial of political matters regarding the high ranks of Meurtrier and any other pride they related to. It seemed silly to the winged dark male, but he couldn't exactly tell them off for being ridiculous. They may very well have his head for such a bold move. And he needed that.
"Now you can't expect me to brush THAT of. Although what?" Nerante asked. He seemed very tuned in on her now, curious of what she was going to say. Perhaps it was a method of seeking attention? It had happened before and Nerante despised it. The thought that someone else was going to pull that on him ever again made him nearly vomit in his mouth. Ehg.
[3/11/2013 3:21:38 AM] Jack . Noa: Ry shook her head. "I was just saying, I know all about the political bullshit that the Lord and Captain are talking about. I don't think they cared that I was eavesdropping on it though.." She looked to the male with a look of indifference in her eyes. "It's all just white noise and power games to me. I suppose I would be drafted for whatever if something did happen because technically I owe them for giving me a home, but right now it's just.. useless to me."
She listened to his explanation about the allies thing; it was different within the Malvaca Pride back home. If you weren't with them, you were against them. It was a silly policy to have, but the young female knew it was because they wished to keep the bloodline pure after it got mixed in with some lion some generations back. She didn't care about any of that.
[3/11/2013 3:26:02 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: Nerante shifted weight as he thought on her words. They seemed to carry a heavier meaning than what was perhaps intended. Then again, everything carried a heavy meaning to him. Hell, his mothers scolding carried enough meaning to break his back. He snapped from his little train of thought and nodded.
"I don't think I'd be too sure about that. Cocaine tends to overreact over anything that regards his position and the possibility of retailiation (?) or a rebellion. I swear it's as if he thinks someone's out to get him sometimes. Maybe that's why he trains everyone to death. So they're so tired they can't get at him. Hah. And uh.. well, kind of. From what I understand, as long as you're with the pride, you're expected to right for the pride. Simple as that I guess. Same for us alliances. If a fight comes in we're kind of expected to help. Luckily for me, I take after my ma' and I'm more of a healer than I am a fighter. Though don't mistake healer for 'peace maker'. I think I'm far from it."
[3/11/2013 3:30:08 AM] Jack . Noa: "Hm.. he hasn't bothered me much. I told him I was an expert warrior and he bought it. Probably because I'm a female.. if you wish to play that notion, of course," She said, thinking quickly on her words. She was an expert warrior and even she seemed to be a bit hesitant in talking about that, but it was true. It was something she tried to stifle below the surface so this.. 'Nerante' wouldn't see her transparency. "A healer, huh? My parents, once they realised I wasn't a boy, tried to get me into healing. Obviously it fell through."
She sighed and licked a paw absentmindedly. Again, more bending of the truth. It was like she was half tempted to say it but instead it came out in a word salad mess and she just rolled with it along the way.
[3/11/2013 3:34:39 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: "Yet, Ry, the key word you missed was yet. Give it time, I suppose." Nerante said, It was true, mostly, or so he assumed. Giiven time that would change. It always did. Why would she be any different, right? The male sighed at deeper thoughts and listened on. "Aye a healer. In training though. Into some.. neat stuff, guess you could say. Uhm.. realized you weren't a guy? Interesting way of putting things. Anyway, though, healing isn't all bad. At least not when mother's breathing down my beck. I enjoy some of it, maybe even most of it. It's really shaped me into I am." And whether or not he knew it out-right, that wasn't exactly the best thing ever. /d
[3/11/2013 3:39:07 AM] Jack . Noa: She gave a small smirk to him, hiding the pain of the words she was about to say. "I meant that my parents raised me to be a male, because of the massive denial that my parents went through," Aside from that, it was just a simple shrug afterwards to cover her tracks further. "In a way I still am like a male, which is fine."
To be honest, and she never thought she would be thinking this, but she appreciated hearing Nerante's speech about healing and all that. She did have an interest in it, but none of that was apparent for her; it was just hunting, killing, being an outcast.
[3/11/2013 3:42:09 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: He let himself remain quiet for a moment, deep in though. Thoughts that swirled and mysterious. A jumble, a mess, inner confusion. It didn't last long though, it didn't allow for awkward silence. Nerante smiled somewhat. "Well that's different. Guess you could work that to your advantage though. At least until you turn your back side." He said jokingly. "I suppose if I were to change my name and pretty my mane up I'd seem a bit more feminine. (?) After all, as I've been told, my colors are similar to an elder deceased relative 'ess of mine.
[3/11/2013 3:44:30 AM] Jack . Noa: She seemed to seize up perhaps visibly at the mention of changing names, as she had done in the past. For a moment, the paranoid thought came across her mind that he exactly knew everything about her and was just riling her up to decieve her.. but of course, that was just bullshit. She calmed down quickly in her mind, trying to bring herself back to the conversation.
"Really now?" She asked, her tone bordering on fake curiosity; anything to drive the subject in a different direction.
[3/11/2013 3:47:25 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: Nerante shook his head. "If I really wanted to, sure. But I don't think I'll go through the trouble. I'm not interested in doing so and I'm sure mother would disagree anyway. Still, if I REALLY wanted to..? Yeah, I mean, why not. And as for you.. well, yes as well. Could trick a guy that you're a strong man and he'll back off, or piss off an 'ess by flirting with a guy. I'unno, just thoughts I guess. Petty silly crap maybe. I haven't eaten yet." He murmured and looked away. His father and brother took years to gather herbs and hunt. Seriously, where were they? The males stomach growled. One more reminder of that clawing need for food. He looked back at her. "Waiting on family for food sucks."
[3/11/2013 3:50:13 AM] Jack . Noa: She sneered at the thought of getting intimately close to a male, there was enough of that back home for her to go off it altogether. Although something in the back of her mind told her otherwise.. either way, she shook it off. She sat there slightly amused at the male whining for food, she could just get up and get some easily.
"Maybe you could heal some prey to death." She said with a playful tone, as to not agitate the male too much; no more fighting for now please.
[3/11/2013 3:56:06 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: His ear flickered slightly and his face seemed.. almost cold. Did she know..? No. Impossible. He held his sessions far from the base camp. At least most days. Or in the den by the comfort of his bothersome mothers side. So he shook the worried feeling and rolled his eyes; perhaps a little too forced. "Oh sure, because that totally makes sense. Come here little critters! I'll heal you to death." Nerante said with a very, very light chuckle. His tail swished around his forepaws and then, as if on cue, the sound of further approaching pawsteps grabbed his attention. He whirled to see Caine, father, and Balthier II, brother, back with two hares in Caine's mouth -- nicely sized ones as well --- and a herb pouch in Balthier II's mouth. Nerante's own mouth watered at the sight of food, but he knew the hares weren't enough for everyone, and mother wouldn't have him eat before herself and the new cubs. He nodded greetings to them as the entered the den and grunted as he turned to look back at Ry.
[3/11/2013 3:59:34 AM] Jack . Noa: Ry took a moment to look at the incoming arrivals; males she didn't recognise and Balthier II; the singing pest. Although she wouldn't really call him that, to his credit he was the first and only nice males to greet her, even if he wasn't in Meur. She gave a small smile as Nerante gave a grunt and turned to her, looking a bit sour in his expression.
"I know how it feels," She said, immediately catching on to his thoughts. "My younger brother always got the best meals. I was forced to make do with scraps."
[3/11/2013 4:02:05 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: His gaze flickered up to her, for it had fallen for a moment before she had spoken. Despite her understanding, he was still hungry, therefor grumpy. But he couldn't be unreasonably rude to her. She was, after all, new and offering her company. Surely she could have left earlier if he was a displeasure to be around.
"Sorry to hear that. It's not always been like that for me, though. I used to eat better than most. But when the new ones arrived.. eeeh. It's whatever." Nerante said. His tone had grown quiet, but he was still looking at her. "Hopefully you won't have to put up with petty scraps in Meurtrier."
[3/11/2013 4:05:49 AM] Jack . Noa: Her expression turned a bit hard at those words, and she seemed to nod affirmatively. "I'm alone, I don't have to share my food with anyone. Unless the Captain needs to hold a claw to my throat.." She murmured, somewhat hoping that wouldn't have to be the case. "But on the bright side, at least some emotion would show out of him."
It was only until the group of males had disappeared that she suddenly remembered to ask a question. "So Balthier is your brother huh? He was the first to greet me when I came here."
Nerante shook his head twice. "Nah. Doubt Cocaine's like that. At least from what I've observed he's not. Wouldn't worry about it. But hey, funny thinking there! Showing some emotion, captain. Hah." He said with a chuckle. It was so unnatural to think of their 'beloved captain' to be one who could show emotion, let alone willing do so. Ick. It was a creepy thought.
"Oh, huh? Yeah, he's my brother. Bit of a noisy one he is.." /d
[3/11/2013 4:17:30 AM] Jack . Noa: "He's nice enough.. he was the only one who didn't want me out when I came here. Sings too much though.." She said truthfully, not holding back her own opinions. "S'funny how your family has been at least semi-tolerant of me. You're the only ones so far anyway.."
It was true though; she hadn't gotten along well or at all with some members of the pride, only finding friendly faces within the allies of Meur.
[3/11/2013 4:21:08 AM] Amber. [Dogtag] ♋: "Huh, well that's interesting. I suppose Meur' is just harsh on the new ones. I'm indifferent, I guess. I see no reason to outcast the new ones. Well, unless they're annoying little shits. I can make exceptions." Nerante said in a thoughtful way, as if he had someone in mind. He didn't, though. Well.. there was Brynneth. "Guess my brother isn't entirely hopeless then either. If he at least made a decent impression on you.. 'scuse the singing, of course."
/ hopes to god i didn't leave anything awkward in there
YOUR POST, NOA.
