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Post by Noa on Apr 7, 2013 2:30:44 GMT -5
[For Kah and myself]
Ryssor
Ryssor was probably the only lioness in the Veldt who secretly enjoyed going to the Donovan-Iden living area to visit Nerante. Of course, seeing Balthier was nice as well; it was just his parents that gave her the chills. Of course, she lived among all manners of morally and ethically questionable creatures but the fact that whenever she arrived to talk and hang out with Nerante, Viciado and/or Caine would be there and eyeing her out.
Frankly, her origins were of ambiguity to them as she had only told Nerante under the pretense that he would keep it secret. So far, things had been quiet. It was safe to say that he was trustworthy and that was something she valued greatly in this day and age.
Her thoughts slowed to the meeting a few days ago; it was all well and good, the fighting and competition for the position of captain. But now she was just focused on catching up with the young male, sneaking a few glances to make sure she wasn't going to catch an aggressive eye under a stranger. It was just as they had arranged. In the evening he would be done with his magic and they would spend the rest of the time together. As was always the plan.
The grey lioness slowed her walk as she came to the living area, secretly hoping that Viciado or Caine weren't there and Nerante was.
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Post by kahara on Apr 7, 2013 8:34:17 GMT -5
CAINE, BALTHIER II
[/i] The young lad said in a rather harmonized voice. Caine gave a short nod and offered the spot near to them both. It would give a small glance into the den that the Donovan-Iden's called home. And to anyone who saw their home, it was a sight to see. Viciado had always fixed the place up to look nice; yet they rarely invited others in. The outside den entrance had two strong sticks sticking out of the sides. Attached to them were square objects made out of smaller prey bones that had been cleaned and ice -- how the ice didn't melt was unknown to most of the Veldt. Unless you were Viciado or Nerante -- and Nerante was sure Ryssor could take a good guess. These square shapes held little flying bugs that lit up from time to time (and it was also a wonder how they didn't freeze, what with them being held in by prey bones and ice -- or how they were replaced, if they died). In outside terms, she had made a night-light.) Despite what these were made out of, they were rather appealing to the eyes. A glance inside the den entrance would reveal small holes in the wall, most of them covered by small rocks to block out rain (though unknowingly ineffective as the rain seeps through the ground and get to them anyway). In there were herbs and other strange trinkets. There also appeared to be some sort of decorating going on inside. Prey bones and skulls used to fancy the place up. While morbid to others; the Donovan-Iden family found it comforting. Even Nerante did. Though as to whether or not the three young siblings did or not was unknown. [/ul] [Nerante'll be in next post >o>][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Apr 7, 2013 9:23:58 GMT -5
Ryssor
The grey lioness felt a little bit of disappointment at the sight of Balthier II and Caine, but she didn't show it visibly. In fact, it was quite funny that they actually knew what she was here for. The singing voice of Balthier resonated off her like a pair of claws against a rock, but as always whenever she had spent time with the family, it was always tolerated now.
She gave a small nod. "Hello Balthier.. Caine." She said timidly; the presence of two males was harrowing even though she knew them well. She pawed over to the pair, offering a nod to both and obliged the seat offered by them. As she sat down on her haunches, a small glance into the den piqued her curiosity; it was certainly unique in comparison to the normal Meurtrier dens. It was funny to see how this family lived, especially when it was just her riding on Nerante's words. All the magic that she had witnessed from him correlated nicely with their living space.
"Apologies if I interrupted you two." Ry said after her observations, especially eyeing Caine as she said so. Although he hadn't given her any reason to be hostile, inwardly she was nervous and taciturn. But still.. she was more weary of Viciado than anyone else; which was surprising for Ry.
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Post by kahara on Apr 7, 2013 10:06:20 GMT -5
CAINE, NERANTE, BALTHIER II
[/i] Balthier II said in a funny tone which earned a roll of the eyes from his father; in which moment, the Iden male seemed rather old and worn. But that was chased off when he offered a smile to Ryssor. "You're fine, don't worry. Like Balthier's said, Nerante will be back soon. I hope you've been well lately, though. I swear, something's in the air.." His sentence trailed off as he got lost in thought, eyes to the sky. Balthier rolled onto his side with a grin and began drawing hearts in the dirty aimed at Ry while making funny faces. It had begun to get dark as well. Sun setting, creatures going out to hunt or to sleep. This was when Nerante appeared. He seemed a bit bothered, but no more than usual. However Viciado was not with him and his tail flicked with irritation ever so slightly. When he saw Ryssor with his father and brother, he hesitated. But it was too late. Caine saw him and waved him over with a paw while Balthier II quickly erased all silly drawings and sat up. "Brooootheeeeeeer dearrrrr-""Shut it, Balthier. Not in the mood.""When are you everrrr?" Balthier II replied. Nerante shrugged and moved to whisper something to his father, whom nodded, then went to Ryssor's side. "Haven't been too bothered, have you?" He asked, meaning by his family.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Apr 7, 2013 10:33:55 GMT -5
Ryssor
A little tension eased off her chest when Caine offered her a smile and said something that she didn't exactly expect out of him. "Hope you've been well lately." Had she warrented some sort of concern from the male, even though there was practically no reason to? It was a strangely nice, even if a little foreign, feeling to have residing in her stomach. And with it grew some contempt for her father; this moment between each other made her feel better than she ever did with back home. Nerante and Balthier were lucky.
She gave a small nod to him. "I've been alright, sir." Said with a slightly subdued tone, the grey lioness sat back and watched the sky, the stars slowly appear as the sun went down on the horizon. She wondered what was in the air that had the older male nervous, but somehow she could feel it too, for a moment or two. Nonetheless, wherever the Veldt was, it gave way to some beautiful sights sometimes. It was funny how in the presence of trusted creatures she felt a lot more expressive than usual. At least, until her attention was diverted to Balthier being an immature idiot. "Ugh, grow up." She hissed at him, scuffing some of the drawings he had done and turning back to the sky.
But finally, Nerante appeared. And without Viciado too. A small grin came to her maw; maybe she wouldn't have to deal with her for another evening. After some brotherly banter, something was utmost familiar to the lioness, Nerante was finally by her side. "Yeah I'm fine," She didn't bother to say about the drawings, just silly teases. "What about you, you seem a bit.. irritated.. more than usual anyway."
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Post by kahara on Apr 10, 2013 8:08:14 GMT -5
NERANTE, CAINE, BALTHIER II
[/i] Then returned to his own thoughts as to not further disturb his son and his friend, Ryssor. In fact, after what he had been told, he got to his paws, dipped his head and left. Balthier II not following. Though he did roll onto his back and stare at the darkening sky. Nerante nodded to Ryssor, glad to hear she was fine. But he flicked his tail for her to follow. He wouldn't talk about it here, near his family, or home. He wanted to get away to their private den on the outskirts of the territory. "I'll tell you later." Murmured the winged male. [/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Apr 10, 2013 8:26:55 GMT -5
Ryssor
All the female did was nod in his stead and follow the young male, knowing exactly where they'd be going. To their den, their hiding place. Where they'd get away from everything and enjoy the peace and quiet together. Talking and laughing and playing and doing normally very childish things. But Ry knew that tonight wasn't going to be as casual and fun as all the other nights. Not even a headtilt in curiosity, not a sound, nothing came out of the grey lioness.
Her own thoughts and theories came to mind, and immediately Viciado came to mind. If she had meddled in some way.. but how could she know about the pair? It was impossible unless Nerante had told her. She didn't even want to think about that.
Night had fallen, but it was starting to feel like the nights of old; just this uneasy, anxious feeling in her chest and knowing that something was around the corner to shake things up. It didn't take long for them to arrive at the den and she took entry, before launching into a interrogation.
"Okay Ner," She said to him as he entered the den. "What the hell is going on?
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Post by kahara on Apr 11, 2013 6:31:34 GMT -5
NERANTE
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Post by Noa on Apr 11, 2013 6:47:24 GMT -5
Ryssor
The female took a huff, and looked indignantly at the male with a questioning gaze. That was it? For a second she had thought that.. no, she was getting ahead of herself. While some relief washed over her, it still didn't discount how agitated he seemed and that worried her inwardly.
"That's it? Hm.. I'm sorry to hear that." She murmured to him, a small nuzzle in return for his troubles. "Still, nothing else?"
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Post by kahara on Apr 11, 2013 6:58:32 GMT -5
NERANTE
[/i] He mumbled, irritated, but he still nuzzled her back. "No, nothing else damn it. My mother taught me how to raise the dead. THAT'S it. Leaves so many questions unanswered. Some she couldn't or wouldn't." The male clawed at the ground in frustration, but soon noticed the sound of rain. It had begun to storm outside. [/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Apr 11, 2013 7:30:43 GMT -5
Ryssor
She took a step back at his outburst. "Well shit, I thought you wouldn't want to talk about it I mean- wait, what?" Did he really just say raise the dead? That CERTAINLY bought about a few more questions of her own.. and the fact that it was even possible. "Necromancy? Are you serious, Nerante? What are your intentions?" She wouldn't admit it there and then, but this was probably something big and given the fact that Viciado had taught it willingly to him meant that there was some sort of plan in store.
Of course, her vampiric origins meant she had heard about the practice being teached in fringe groups where it was usually shunned because it disturbed the dead but the fact that it was still taught here so close to home had hit her more than most. And for the first time in a while, she was nervous around the dark male because of that. But still, she wouldn't abandon him at a whim.. unless she was asked to participate in it.
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Post by kahara on Apr 11, 2013 10:16:46 GMT -5
NERANTE
[/b] How is any of it my intention? I had no CHOICE in the matter of learning such a dark form of magic, Ry. Why would you assume I'd have any intentions?"[/i][/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Apr 11, 2013 10:29:50 GMT -5
Ryssor
She seemed more taken aback by his outbursts, and her nervousness changed to aggression. "Well pardon me Nerante Iden-Donovan, I was just curious. If you're going to shun that practice, all the more power to you, but you don't need to get up in my tuft about it!" She snapped, perhaps a bit too harshly. A pause before she let go of her breath and sighed, ears folded back onto her dark crimson tuft."Ner, I've been stressed okay? Something's going on at the moment, I've been a bit off and sideways and I just thought that when you came to me all irritated and angry I thought there was something bad going to happen to us both."
A shiver went across her spine, and the slender grey lioness sat on her haunches. Gaze flickered towards the male standing at the den exit, and the storm pouring down.
"It's your mother, okay?" She admitted, perhaps a bit sheepishly. "She doesn't know about us.. does she?"
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Post by kahara on Apr 11, 2013 11:13:16 GMT -5
NERANTE
[/i] He asked suggestively. Perhaps that was why she was feeling weird or stressed. But Nerante shook his head. "She's fine. And no. Why?"[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Apr 11, 2013 11:23:30 GMT -5
Ryssor
Her head nodded slowly, and the lioness walked over to her partner closer. "Sick, tired, hungry.. it's all been a bit fragmented." Deep breath and a small nuzzle to him to confirm that they were still okay. She didn't want them to fight over something trivial; at least he wasn't into necromancy by a long shot and that was fine. She tolerated his magical abilities.
"I don't know.. it's just a feeling. Your ma is very perceptive.. I would've figured that my coming around and us staying out late at night would've hinted at something more." She suggested, voice dropping to a low murmur now. She didn't want to admit it out loud, but it had been a small fear for a while. Especially since Nerante seemed influenced greatly by his parents.
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