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Adventures of the Blood Rose Irregulars

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Adventures of the Blood Rose Irregulars

PS: Good luck trying to make Aimée shut up...

Oh, Its currently 3:40am here where I live. I just finished my post, so don't worry. I will read it better tomorrow and maybe change some things :-P

I'm so tired right now XD. Promise I will correct any errors tomorrow lel

Adventures of the Blood Rose Irregulars

Aimée Bellerose

Sure, Aimée knew that they would need to be silent, but come on! They were still in the cave! It was far from their actual target! They were all too serious, everyone was so silent, anxious because of their mission. It was indeed a hard mission, but they could use a little joke to lighten the mood and help them to keep calm, right? If they simply went there, thinking about too many things, they would only make even more mistakes. Mistakes that could prove to be fatal in such a dangerous mission. Or at least that was what Aimée thought.

“Quiet down.” Jehan said, scolding her.

"B-But-"

“Noise can carry far too easy.” He continued, before she could say anything.

"I know that! Its only th-" Aimée tried to say, stepping on the ground with her hands on her hips, looking to Jehan with an annoyed expression, before being interrupted by Odessa.

"Quiet.. limit your movements.. stay to the shadows - time for dances will come later. They'll never know we're here." she said, putting her finger over Aimée's mouth.

"Urgh! Fine then! I'm not a baby, could you all please stop treating me like one? I may be only 19, but I'm as skilled as anyone here. I was only trying to lighten the mood a little bit! Make you guys relax a bit, so you can fight with your head clean... But if you want to be all serious, nervous and anxious, fine by me! I know I wont make any mistakes." Aimée said in a low voice, crossing her arms. Although she was basically whispering, you could still feel the annoyed tone on her voice.

And that's why people called her "Lala". She was indeed a very fiery and complicated woman to deal with. The way they spoke, like she didn't know what she was doing, almost like she was a baby that needed to be guided. She never got nervous about almost anything. Be it a dancing in front of a large crowd, be them peasants or kings, or even when defending herself against bandits & etc. Why would she even get nervous over that? After all, if things started to go bad, she could easily run away.

“Well, there is a difference between being seen and being spotted. Kind of like an interpretive dance where the spectators have trouble making out all the dances, even if an Orc see’s you they might not realize what they’re looking at”.

"Thanks! At least someone understands me! Those dumb, barbaric and rude orcs lack the intelligence to even understand my dances, let alone follow my agile and graceful steps. An orc? Dancing? Please... They don't even understand the meaning of the words 'grace' and 'finesse'. They will see me. Of course, I am a dancer. Being seen is my job. But I doubt that they will even understand what is happening. Let alone catch me... Comparing me to those barbaric beasts is the same of comparing a beautiful sculpture to a simple lump of rock..." she said, grumbling in a visibly bad mood.

She knew very well how their numbers alone could easily overwhelm them if they weren't careful. But she was also fully confident on her own abilities. She would do her part without fail. If things started to go bad, well, no one could say that she ran away without doing anything...

"... and you never know when you'll need a door smashed in with this kind of Operation." she heard Silas saying as she turned to him.

"Sure... Good luck trying to be silent when destroying a door with your hammer..." Aimée said, grumbling.

She continued walking in absolute silence as they kept walking, but Aimée's bad mood went away as soon as Silas lit up the torch. The beautiful streaks of blue illuminating the cave were simply stunning.
"Wow... I've never saw anything this beautiful before!" she whispered, looking at the walls, amazed. Although Silas didn't seem to be that impressed by that scene, Aimée was simply amazed. She kept following the group blindly, without even looking at them, she was so distracted with the walls that when Silas stopped, she bumped on his back.

But before she could even say anything Silas turned back, throwing a dagger over her shoulder, hitting a ridiculously big spider that was on the ceiling of the cave.

"Everyone heads up we are not alone!" Silas said, getting ready to fight.

"Ewww! Spiders... I hate those things..." she said, getting away from the one Silas had just killed.
"If their blood falls on my dress, it will be a nightmare to wash it off! Its so gross..." She said, taking her ring blade and getting ready to fight.
"Will we really have to spend the night here? With all those... things? I'm not that picky to where I sleep, but come on!"

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

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Ominar, Victorious Secrets
interacting with:
@FallenReaper's Lily
and
@Raijinslayer's Damian

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Corinna simply watched quietly as the boy spoke. It was simply... delightful! He was so innocent, so clumsy, shy and he was cute as well! She would have so much fun with that boy... The woman, on the other hand, seemed to be very cautious of her surroundings. As soon as Corinna started to talk, the woman looked at her, studying her. Her eyes appeared to hover mostly on her face, that was when she realized that she had forgotten to be careful with her fangs. Differently from other Nightwalkers, Corinna didn't have the ability to shapeshift herself freely, so she had to take certain precautions to not be discovered.

“It wasn’t as hard as a bump as it looked and I’ve had worse. Through I think he’s blushing enough to pop a blood vein at this rate.” the woman said, after studying Corinna with cautious eyes.

"Shh" Corinna turned her face away from the boy, looking to the woman with a mischievous smile, putting one finger above her mouth and winking to her.
She didn't want others to be afraid of her, or discover that she was more dangerous than she looked... Not yet. It was too soon for that.

"Indeed, he is rather shy, isn't he? He is so adorable!" Corinna said with a giggle, looking to the redheaded woman after she said about the boy. She seemed to enjoy teasing him, and that was something that Corinna could relate to. Getting friendly with that woman, or at least showing herself to not be a threat to her would be very useful to keep her true self hidden.

Getting her attention back on the boy, he turned to her, saying that he would be glad to give her a tour around the shop, but to be careful and not touch anything.

"Thanks for the warning. I promise you I will keep my hands off of the dangerous looking stuff." Corinna said, with a smile on her face.

"You're very welcome to join the tour as well, if you'd like? I know you've finished your business with Mr. Nabriales, but perhaps there is something else in the store that would suit your fancy? He does have a grand array of products such as his potions, perfumes, and . . . l-l-lingerie that I feel m-might appeal to such an obviously fashion forward individual as yourself." the boy said, inviting the redhead to join them.

Although it wasn't enough to make him one of Corinna's obsessions, it was enough to spark her interest. He seemed to be... deliciously fun. At least until she found something more substantial to play with. Of course, that would depend on how that boy would react to her little games... But for now, it is safe enough to say that she has her eyes on him.

“While I would love to replace the lingerie set from this morning, I like having the ability to pay for things when I go window shopping. I’ve already gotten the impression my credit card won’t work here. Besides, I have an engagement with a certain Fox later and I don’t want to be late.” the redhead answered, gently declining the boy's offer.

Hm... A store that didn't accepted money as a payment? Most people would be scared by that, but that only made Corinna even more interested. She could use some... specific things that were rather... complicated to find in other stores. Maybe that store could offer her some interesting things... Mainly perhaps something to help her to erase someone's memory or something like that. It would certainly make her games much more easier. And no more loudmouths talking about her real intentions.
What could that Nabriales guy want as a payment? That was very interesting.

"Would you mind telling me your names?" she asked the pair.
"I'm Corinna, its a pleasure to meet you two." she said, offering her hand for the blushing boy to take her inside the store with a gentle, yet slightly mischievous smile.

"Oh~ I'm sorry to see you go. Maybe we should meet again to talk a bit more and drink some tea?" she said, looking to the redheaded woman. She seemed to have... interesting tastes. Maybe they had more in common than she realized?

"About the store, It doesn't accept money as a payment, correct? That is very interesting." she said to the boy, genuinely interested.
"What do you sell here? And what are the... 'prices'?" Corinna asked to the boy.

Adventures of the Blood Rose Irregulars

Will have my post done tomorrow!

You are all meanies!
Aimée was scolded by everyone T__T

Wrath of Darkness

Isis Nasri

Indeed, the best thing to do right now was to wait and observe, she knew a lot about that, after all, she was a scout.
Isis could only watch. There were an unbelievable amount of Wild Men. Much more than she had ever seen before. They were practicing some kind of complex ritual, with big totems, monster parts & etc. She couldn't see very well what was happening due to the sheer number of wild men that were there, but it seemed to be some type of sacrificial ritual.

"I hate to use these..." she said to herself, reaching for a pocket on her stealth suit and grabbing her special night/thermal goggles. They would be able to zoom in enough to make her see things better.

"Its... Unbelievable!" she said, changing it to normal vision.

"There are so many wild men down there that the thermal vision shows only a big orange circle..." she said, still finding it hard to believe in what she was seeing.

The first thing that caught her interest when she zoomed in though, was that the pillar of light was... somehow absorbing blood. The blood from the sacrifices were literally being drawn to it, like a magnet.
To make things worse, the sacrifices weren't clean or painless, but exactly the opposite. They were gruesome and lengthy. Despite that, all the sacrifices seemed to walk to their death willingly. Going as far as enduring the pain and standing still during the act.

"What is that?" she whispered to herself, not believing what she was seeing. She could only sit and watch.

"Are they... feeding the pillar with blood? What is happening?" she asked, trying to understand that bizarre scene.

Isis was still speechless when Jake said for them to move closer. The pillar of light had faded already, and the wild men were leaving. On the center of the crater, a strange obsidian monument stood there.

"I... I wont lie to you guys... I'm still trying to understand all this..." she said, with a smile on her face.

"I know I shouldn't be like that... But its so freaking exciting! I'm so curious!" she said, with an almost childish glow on her eyes.

Oddly enough, it was an obsidian statue, and not a meteorite. Having around 30 meters, the statue was simply too big to be made by the wild men, and the crated was proof that that thing came from above. Perhaps the strangest thing was that it had the image of a dragon. And amongst all the monsters that were invading Anselmo, dragons weren't one of them.

"Ok... I have no idea on what the hell is this!" she said, getting closer to the statue, almost touching it as she jumped around it, inspecting every nook and cranny of it. Bastet was also rather curious about it, but instead of getting close to it like Isis, she was walking around it, sniffing the ground near it. Ironically enough, Bastet seemed to be more cautious than Isis herself.

"Its awesome isn't it?" she said, noting the many weird aspects of that statue.

"Are you feeling the same thing as me? I feel like this thing is attracting me. No! Its not just my curiosity, I mean literally attracting me, almost like its pulling my body to it." she said, looking to her own reflex on the stone obelisk. Her own reflection was just standing there, in front of her, almost like it was calling her to touch it, extending her hand.
It wasn't only her own curiosity. There was something very, very strange with that stone. Maybe if it was another person, they wouldn't have touched it, but Isis' natural curiosity to the statue made it impossible for her to resist.
Isis simply walked forward, slowly extending her hand to touch her own reflection. Now that Isis was almost in the same pose as her 'reflection' the black obsidian felt almost like a dark mirror, reflecting her image perfectly, both the reflection and herself with their hands extended, touching the stone.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Freyr

Freyr would like Haley's company, but one thing she asked made him think.
What if miss Rochelle's husband ran away with a monster girl? Would they have the right to bring him back? What could they do? Would they lie to Rochelle? They had to give her an answer...
Questions flooded his mind. For himself, he had never fell in love before, so he wouldn't know how it felt. Did they really have the right to deny his happiness? But if that was true, his happiness would cost Rochelle's happiness...

"I... don't know..." he said, looking to Haley.
"Sure, you can come with us... In fact, I would be happy to have you accompanying us. But regarding the husband... Do we really have the right to put ourselves between his happiness? But at the same time, that would cost her happiness..." he said, thinking hard about that.
"I'm not that good with such things such as love... So I may not be the best one to talk about that..." he said, looking to the group.

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Bast Ragoczy

"Of course miss Haley. The more the merrier, am I right?" Bast said when she asked if she could tag along.
"That is indeed an interesting question, my dear Haley." he said, walking away from Rochelle with a small bow.
"But if its indeed the case... She doesn't need to know about it, correct?" he said with a conspiratory smile.
"If he is indeed dead, Rochelle will have to get over it. Time will heal her wounds and she will move on with her life. It will take some time, but she will do it. After all, the thought of her husband being dead is more... comfortable, and easier to accept than the fact that he left her for someone else." he said, to Frey and Haley.

"Sometimes, lies can be better than the truth. Sometimes, the truth is best to keep hidden." he said, with a mysterious expression.
"After all, 'The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of...' That is exactly what it makes so fickle and elusive... But with practice and time, manipulating it becomes rather easy..." he said, ready to go to the forest.

The Hybrid-Humans

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Naeemah Meskhenet , Poppy LaRue & Todd Buchanan

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Collab between @CyanideSweetie @beyond visions and @13org

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"Todd sure is taking his time..." Naeemah said to herself worried. She and Poppy were still waiting for him to get back. 
Sure, she had said that she would trust him and wait for him, but she was getting worried and impatient.
"Poppy, I'm worried... Do you think something happened with him?" She asked, turning to her. She knew that Poppy was hungry, due to her quick metabolism.
Poppy  opened her mouth to reassure the snake woman but she was interrupted by her growling stomach who was then cut off by a loud buzz.
That was when they heard an announcement over the intercom. It was Dr. Werner Sevier. Naeemah never liked him that much. She never talked with him, but something in that man seemed off... The way he talked, his actions... For Naeemah, trusting that man would be a fatal mistake.
Poppy blinked hard at the announcement, Werner? Sure she had noticed the guy, hell who wouldn't? He was the epitome of tall dark and handsome. All bulky muscles and mysterious scars. But why would he be the one making announcements? No offense, but she hadn't thought that there was a lot going on upstairs for that chunk of hunk; only for him to introduce himself as 'Dr'.
"Don't trust him Poppy... Something is wrong with that man... his words, the way he talk... That overly familiar, soothing tone of voice... It may sound pretty ironic, and even funny, but his voice is full of venom. Trusting him seems to be a fatal mistake." Naeemah said, her forked tongue getting in and out of her mouth as she said that.

She never had a reason to distrust Dr. Werner, but she also never had a reason to trust him as well. And that was more than enough reason to keep an eye on him. Call it female intuition, maybe it was even because she felt a similar poison than hers on his words, but her intuition almost screamed to not trust that man.
Poppy was surprised by the flashing red light of a warning that Naeemah was clearly giving. She could tell that the womans anxiety was about to choke her, "Todd's okay, Naeemah. He wouldn't let us down." She smiled reassuringly.
But before she could even think more about it, she felt a familiar vibrating sensation on her chest. It was her phone ringing again. Immediately, her semblance, mood and voice changed.
"Its Todd! Oh my... I was so worried..." she said, opening her cellphone.
"I'm with Troy, we're safe. Where are you guys?" The message said.
"Did he forget about the food he was bringing to her and Poppy's juice? He was the one who told us to wait for him in his room... Did he forget about it? Well... he is safe. This is all that matters." she thought to herself. Maybe if it was another person, and not Todd, she wouldn't be that careless. She would certainly had taken her thoughts more seriously, but she was relieved that Todd was safe, and ended up dismissing those discrepancies as simple mistakes.
"Why it took you so long?! I was almost going out to search for you!! We're still waiting for you in the same place you left us. You'd better bring us our food! XP" She texted him back.
"Todd is with Troy. Guess I was getting worried over nothing." she said, with a small smile on her face.
Poppy grinned at her, "See? I told ya!" She rubbed her hands together excitedly. It was almost chow time!
About ten minutes later, Naeemah could spot seven heat signatures beyond the walls of Todd's room. At first, it could be assumed that they were simply passing through the hallway since they were not making any other searches through the rooms prior to Todd's. Though both of the girls could feel their hearts sink as the patrol stopped upon reaching the door they were only a couple of feet away from. The only ounce of hope they could desperately hold onto was the guarantee that Naeemah was picking up on her boyfriend's scent among the crowd of seven. Yet, does that leave the possible doubt that he rattled them out? Could Todd really be that cruel, is there a dark side that Naeemah has not seen in him? Or did he actually turn himself to Dr. Sevier, in blind trust that this mystery man could help them? Todd was optimistic, but not foolishly naive.
Naeemah was calmly waiting with Poppy for Todd. After the message he sent, she was much more calm, as she knew that he was ok.
After ten minutes, she felt a very familiar smell. It was Todd's smell. For a brief second, she opened a smile, before she realized... Six other thermal signatures together with him. She didn't know their smell... She was expecting Todd to be alone, maybe together with Troy...
What was happening? To make things worse, they knew exactly where they were. They didn't even search for them, they went straight to Todd's room.
Was Todd captured? She knew that he would never betray her... Was he tortured? Did they harm him? Naeemah's head was almost bursting with questions, but one thing spoke louder than any thought she could have: her instincts.
She couldn't just run away and leave Todd there, but at the same time, she had to protect Poppy.  And there was not enough time to think about any plan. The only thing she could do now was coil herself protectively around Poppy in the corner of the room, hissing loudly and menacingly, while rattling loudly as they entered the room. Her fangs were dripping with venom, as she hissed menacingly, her forked tongue rapidly getting in and out of her mouth. 
Poppy could tell that shit was going to hit the fan the second Naeemahs smile dropped off her face. The woman hustled her into a far corner and started to coil protectively around her, "No!" she gasped wiggling from her grip, "I can help, but I need to be able to move!"Poppy was no delicate flower. She had bones even Naeemahs iron vice couldn't break. Finally wiggling free she darted into the air and quickly zipped to hover against the wall above the door frame, ready to launch a surprise attack.
With those deep brown eyes of his, Todd glanced back at the soldiers positioned a foot behind him. He would be the first to enter that room, since they would at least recognize his friendly face. First, he turned the door's knob before then kicking it open, though not stepping into the room itself. "It's me--," he interrupted the creaking of the door as it swung open. "It's me," he repeated, finally now walking into his room. "I had very little options, and this was the best one. Trust me." The last thing Todd wanted was for them to think that he betrayed them. He may have failed them in the sense of getting caught, though Todd will admit with no shame that if he had another chance to save another mutant like Troy, he would do it all over again. 
As Todd walked inside the room, Naeemah was still coiled around herself, in the corner, hissing and rattling loudly. Poppy was ready to attack as well, after escaping Naeemah's protective cuddle.
 It was obvious that she would attack anyone who came near her. She was sure that something had happened with Todd. He wouldn't betray them like that... 
But when he opened the door, kicking it down, her world crashed down...
He was fine...  He wasn't cuffed, wasnt wounded... Not even a scratch, that's what left her even more scared.
Why he was doing that? He wouldn't betray her... would he? She tried her hard to think about what reasons he may have for betraying them, but the situation didn't helped.
"Todd?" Naeemah asked, confused. Even after knowing that it was him, she still didn't stop hissing and rattling. She was still coiled around herself, ready to strike.
"Have you really betrayed us? You brought them here?" she asked, looking at him with piercing eyes.
Every second that passed, she was getting even more irritated. It was a huge emotional shock to her when she understood the situation. She wasn't thinking straight, moving and acting only by instinct.
 "Wow... Naeemah... Says a lot about how much you trust me," he uttered back in a sarcastic tongue, folding his bare arms as he no longer wore the uniform top from since being caught. Instead, the only piece of fabric keeping Todd's hairless chest from being exposed was his grey tank-top.   "They took my phone when I got caught trying to save Troy. They were coming to you anyways. Now, let's just...  go..." 
Naeemah's mind was still a maelstrom of thoughts and feelings. She wanted to believe Todd, she wanted so bad, but there was only one possible reason for that.
"What have they offered you? What have you traded us for?" she asked, still looking at him. 
 She still loved him so much... She wanted so much to believe him... But her instincts told her otherwise. She was trying so hard to understand the situation... But everything pointed to only one possible reason why Todd brought them there...
 "They didn't offer me anything-- I was caught remember! That left me with little choices, but I at least knew my only chance of ever seeing you again was to comply," Todd began taking large paces towards Naeemah.  "If these Maximation GI Joes get hostile, I'll break their legs and beat them with their own feet. And you know I don't like getting violent, but I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, Naeemah. Same with you, Poppy." Taking another step towards his girlfriend,  "I'm sure their patience wears thin, so if I have to, I'm dragging you out of here."  Todd grabbed her wrist.
"Their patience?  You were the one who brought them here without even warning me... Its MY patience that's running thin." she said, still with her eyes full of anger.
When he grabbed her hand, she hissed to him, showing her fangs.
"You don't understand... It's not that I don't trust you... I don't trust them. I never trusted Werner, not even for a second." she said, pulling her hand away from him, still hissing and rattling.
"My patience is wearing thin, Todd. And you should know very well who is scarier and more dangerous between me and them..."
"If you want me to at least listen to what they have to say, you'd better to tell me everything. Give me a good reason why I shouldn't break their bones one by one and sink my fangs into their necks." Naeemah said, hissing to the soldiers.
 "Because where would that get you? Where?" Todd did not have claws nor fangs nor even fur. On the outside, he did not look like much. But on the inside, charisma and the art of persuasion was his specialized field. Though he did not use his words to manipulate Naeemah, but he spoke of rhetoric that held all sincerity in his sensitive heart. "I cooperated with them and you see where that brought me-- to you, just what I want when every bloody nose reminds me of my pending death." 
After hearing those words, especially the last phrase, Naeemah stopped hissing, breathing deeply and calming herself down. That wasn't her. The only reason why she was so emotive was Todd. She was always too emotive when he was included. She knew that, and hated it. A few seconds passed with her completely silent.
Todd indeed had a point about that. He was still alive, and fine. She still didn't trust Werner, but if they were willing to let Todd free, then the most probable reason was that they would use them to hunt the other mutants. She had two choices: either continue that game of cat and mouse, or become the hunter herself.
When Naeemah opened her eyes again, she was almost another person. Her cold, calculating demeanor was back, as she analyzed the soldiers under her freezing stare.
Naeemah darted on his direction in the blink of one's eyes hugging him far too tightly to be confortable. He could see that she was still very confused about all that, but she had already made a decision.
"I hate you Todd... You simply came in and made a mess inside my heart... I need to keep my emotions in check on every situation that you're included" she said, still hugging him a bit too tightly.
"But I love you by that same reason..." she said, kissing him aggressively. He could see that she was a bit mad, but she finally understood the situation.
The kiss was unexcepted, but so was the I hate you. Naeemah could really let her emotions  unfurl sometimes. Though even as she does, Todd cannot help while being bundled  up in her warmth, to notice that he does the very opposite of her. Without the humor he forces in himself, Todd would seems to be a stoic man. Laughter acted as the distraction from his feelings of weakness and memories of his dead brother and his suicidal father. It was strange how aggression and passion seem to almost mend together. In that very moment with Naeemah, that Todd felt that fine line between aggresion and passion, and it was like a breath of fresh air being pumped right into his lungs with each kiss she gave him before pulling back. 
"You guys are using us, right?" she asked, facing the soldiers.
"It's the only reasonable move that Werner could make against the mutants. To fight fire against fire. After all, we're disposable, right?" she asked, looking at them with a cold stare.
"I can see why you would do that. All in all, it's not a bad strategy, and considering out situation, Its something that will benefit both of us. We will have to worry only about the other mutants, and you won't have to worry about us, while at the same time, having better chances against the other mutants... Very well... I will cooperate, but that doesn't mean that I trust you."
"Poppy, its ok, come down." she said, calling her.
"Yeah, I've got your back too, Poptart," Todd reassured Poppy right after Naeemah spoke to her. The  three of them were like a team, and as soon as Sevier knows that, the stronger they will be, even if that means them ultimately working for him. 
Poppy watched the interaction with her hackles rose, the couple was so engrossed in each other it was like they forgot everyone else in the room but Poppy was all too aware. She eyed the soldiers who were definitely more focused on the large dangerous snake woman than her own small perched figure, she scanned the men, seeking out Werner. It seemed to her that he was the boss man, so if she could take him out then the GI jar heads would have a harder time regrouping. She gritted her teeth when she realized he wasn't there. Guess the doctor didn't want to get his own hands dirty. Instead she targeted the man who was incorrectly leading the group though she didn't recognize him. She took a deep breath, psyching herself up to attack the large trained soldier. She could do this. Fast like a hummingbird, sting like a, er...hummingbird... Whatever. She narrowed her focus on the man and just as her muscles were tensing to attack Naeemah addressed her. She was going to ask her if she had lost her shit, but then Todd spoke up using her pet name and she knew she was a goner. "Fine," she hissed, shooting a glare in  the general direction of the men with guns, she fluttered down landing near the couple. "but let it go on record saying that I do NOT think this is a good idea."
"Don't worry Poppy... I'm going to keep my eyes on them. Although its relatively safe to say that they need us as much as we need them... You know the drill... As long as we remain useful to them, we're ok..." Naeemah said, as Poppy came down.

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As the three of them rode down the elevator among the crowd of soldiers, Todd let his eyes drop down to the floor, staring. He was beginning to feel a bit dazed, and unable to think properly due to the sinus pressure building up within the nasal cavity. In his left hand, Todd wrapped his fingers around Naeemah's palm, while in his right, Todd massaged the bridge of his nose, trying to ease the splitting headache. At the end of the day, they were all still sick. If it is not Maximation that kills them, perhaps it is the cancer they were injected with in the first place. 
Naeemah was visibly agitated and uncomfortable as they rode down the elevator. She was the one who said that they wouldn't kill them, but she couldn't help it. Probably, every single soldier on the elevator there wouldn't hesitate to shoot them if their superiors gave them the order. Furthermore... She could feel that it was time to shed her skin. It wasn't a pretty or comfortable thing to do, and Todd knew that. It wasn't just an annoyance. It was painful, stressful and extenuating. Every single one of the mutants who lived with her until now knew that they should not enter her room when she was shedding her skin, under any circumstance, because she would probably attack them.
She wrapped her fingers around Todd's hand, maybe trying to ward off the dark and grim thoughts by being close to her loved one, but the truth was far from pleasing, and there was no denying or running away from it...
Continuing in his eye contact downwards, Todd noticed drops of blood hitting against the surface of the metal floor. He slid his right hand off he bridge of his nose and placed his fingers against the nostrils-- yes, it was another nosebleed. They have been happening for weeks now, and yet Todd has tried hiding them from Naeemah. He did not want to worry her. Though now, it seems he has no choice. 
"Shit, not now," he muttered under his breath, knowing that there were no tissues around to clog up the soon-to-be outpour of blood. So what does Todd do? He peels off his gray tank-top. Now shirtless with his ex-lightweight-boxer muscles exposed, Todd cups a ball of fabric in both of his hands, pressing it against his nose. 
Poppy glanced over as Todd was shrugging off his shirt, her eyes quickly shot  to the ceiling. Knowing that if the snake woman noticed her getting an eye full Poppy would become snake chow.Naeemahs possessive nature was the thing of legends. This didn't mean that Poppy didn't notice the blood. She slid out of her jacket and handed it to him., she usually kept it on at all times to keep from getting chilly, but she didn't think his tank top was going to last him long. The blood scared her, she knew it wasn't dry air causing this flood. They were all terminal. She let out a long sigh, this blew.
Todd looked down at Poppy's jacket, he honestly did not wish to drench it in his blood. In fact, he really did not enjoy how grim the entire situation became because of him and his bloody nose. Thus, trying to bring light to the situation, Todd resorted to jokes, like he always did. "Nah, I'm good, Pops... I'm totally not having a bloody nose or anything," Todd covered up the drops of blood on the floor with the sole of his shoe. "I just like taking off my shirt when ever I want to get freaky. We do this all the time, don't we, Naeemah?" Todd chuckled, giving a light nudge to Naeemah's shoulder.
"A nosebleed? But I didn't even take my clothes off yet!" she said, with a mischievous grin.
"Don't worry Poppy. Todd knows very well who is the one in charge here when things get freaky"
"So it would be better for you to behave yourself, ok?" she said, trying to hide her agitation due to the skin shedding.
The several times that those nosebleed happened that week was strangely high. She knew that it wasn't normal. The way how Todd tried to hide that from her... She had never seen it herself, not even once. Sure, she could taste the blood on his clothes when that happened but still...
"Todd, we will have a room for ourselves, right?" she asked him.
"You know that it's not very comfortable when I 'hug' someone while I'm sleeping, right? So... Will I have a room for myself?" she said with a smile, trying to hide how uncomfortable she was.
But if Todd or Poppy paid enough attention, they would realize how her tail was unnaturally coiled around itself as they waited on the elevator, almost like she was trying to hide her own tail. Todd probably already knew what was happening.

..::Ascension::.. .2 (High-Casual)

Lila Moriarty

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Virais

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Mirror

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^{@Rai @Deos Morran}

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Lila could hear Mirror fighting, but she couldn't do anything to help him. Their fighting styles were far too different, and against such opponent, without knowing its weakness and vulnerabilities, Lila couldn't do anything. She was not made to trap or maim, she was made to hunt and kill. But Mirror knew that, after all... she was only a tool. And he knew how to wield such tool perfectly. He always sent her on missions that were perfect for her. Hunt, eliminate, assassinate, kill... Fast, precise and deadly.

”Who is your new friend?” Mirror asked, dragging himself on her direction. She knew he was wounded by the way he moved, by the frequence of his breathing...

"I... I don't know..." she said, taking the small dragon on her arms, without realizing.
"He just came near me and... helped me." she said. Although she didn't say anything about it, it was obvious by the way she was holding  it and looking at it that she had bonded with it. 

If Lila was a normal girl, maybe she would probably ask if she could keep it, but instead of doing that, she kept her feelings to herself. After all... Hiding her own feelings was something she did since she was a small girl. Something that was deeply etched into her personality.

Virais let out a muffled, "Mrrrra." sound as she hugged his long neck and held him close to her chest. He was wiggling feircely like he wanted to break free, but at the same time at any point she tried to loosen her grip he'd force his head and neck back into her chest like he couldn't make up his mind between wanting to readjust his position and still be held in her warm hug. Such a fickle beasty...

Though as she spoke he didn't relaly break free of his actions, instead just worming around in her arms as he too appeared to have bonded with her, but in a much more outwardly show of it. Like a dog with his favorite master, unwanting to be seperate from her.

Though before long he required freedom in order to better aquiant himself with his new best friend. WIggling free of her hug and sniffing the air around her, she smelled weird, like all descendants were weird, but she smelled extra weird like she was different from the others. In a certain sense... he liked it. But his curiousity wanted him to know more and before long he was pressing his nose against her ankle sniffing her lower leg to get a direct scent. Before long he unknowingly and rather abruptly raised his head sniffing up farther up her leg... and under her skirt in a place many people shouldn't go. In was in that very moment that something could be heard from between her legs, "You a girl!" As he exercised some of the little common tongue he did know. It was a little hard to tell sometimes with descendants, but now he at least knew that she was in fact a she!

Only when the small dragon started protesting, that Lila realized that she was hugging it, and a bit too strongly.  She started hugging it unconsciously. Why would she do such thing? There wasn't any reason to do so... She just... did it.
She was scared by that. It was a... warm and satisfying sensation. Something new to her. She had always lived alone, and for the first time, she had someone that cared about her. It wasn't a bad sensation, it was only different. She had never felt something like that, thats why she was a bit scared deep down inside.

She smiled to it when it stopped protesting, instead worming around her, almost like it was also hugging her. It was the first time she felt really loved. It was the first time that she felt that someone really cared and liked her.
As he broke free from her hug, she watched it as it sniffed the air around her, curious. It was probably trying to know her better, after all, the only thing he was able to smell until now was probably blood.

As it started to press its nose against her ankles, smelling her, she let out a sound that probably was the first time that Mirror had ever heard, something that she had never done before. She giggled. 
The sound was surprisingly sweet and beautiful. It was almost impossible to say that it came from the same girl, the same beast, that was killing cultists with such ferocity a few moments before.
But as the dragon kept sniffing her, he raised his head, his nose pressing against her inner thigh going further and further, with his head under her skirt.

Just after hearing his voice, Lila immediately went red, blushing heavily, with a gasp. Giving a small step back and falling on the ground with her legs forming a 'W', pressing her hands against her skirt. Her face was almost burning with embarrassment as she stood there, without saying anything.

Virais still had his head up her skirt when she let out her gasp and fell back. Not entirely sure of why she had such a violent reaction and more than anything grew concerned for her health as that was not ok! Plus she fell! So to better make sure she was ok he wiggled his head around to her chest and again started to give her a neck hug, letting out repeated, "Mrra! Mrrwa! Murraw!" noises to help make sure she was ok and not hurt in any crazy new way. Truly though though through it all he hadn't even taken notice of Mirror as his attention was entirely focused on Lila.

A feral? It seemed so as it wiggled about in Lila's arms like a simple beast. It would maybe grow to be a steed? Mirror thought this was a good opportunity for Lila. Through out his time raising her he realized the long term ideal of his for all of his orphans was to grow up as close to happy as possible. Up until now he didn't know if Lila knew what happy even was.

Upon witnessing the little dragon sniff around Lila's apparals interior he found himself smiling a bit. But his smile faded as his eyes widened at Lilas reaction. A smile put on her face by more besides a proper feeding of angelic blood. The snow flakes fluttered in the wind behind him and over the three in a dazzling array of fading light particles.

He laughed out loud. It was indeed a strange thing to see and despite Lila's confusion he found her reaction to be the closest to normal she has ever been. He approached the dragon now and picked it up from behind. As it wiggled in his palms he shushed it with a smooth sound. "I heard you speak. So you're more than a feral. At least the start of something... must be pretty young."

He looked to Lila and back to the dragon. He sighed but looked happy despite how long the sigh was. "I guess I have no choice but to teach this... boy. How to be a proper... dragon." He spoke while inspecting Virias. 

"A... Feral?" Lila asked, still looking down, embarrassed.
That would explain a lot of things. He was able to understand her, and even talk a little but not much. He was probably very young. If Mirror raised him... He would probably raise him to be a weapon or something like that, and that was not something that Lila wanted.

"No... P-please..." she said, getting up, slowly trying to recover her composure.
After a few seconds, she talked again.
"Let me raise him. Its my responsibility." she said, grabbing her scythe from the ground and looking to the small dragon.
"Do you... have a name?" she asked, looking at it.

Virias was far to busy giving Lila a neck hug to notice MIrror stalk up behind him much less grab his midriff and lift him away from his new best friend. Whining and comlaining the whole way as he was pulled back, trying to kick and wiggle his way out of his grip to return to Lila. Though after long enough he heard Mirror's words and craned his long neck around to see the source of the sounds. Looking into Mirror's eyes he blinked a few times before letting out another series of "Mrra! Mrrwa! Murrah! Chirrup! Chirrup! Mwararwa.... Mwa!"

At least that was for Mirror's first response at the second his wiggling slowed down and he seemed to be sitting more still, but that was quickly followed by a series of light growls and hisses as he spoke up once again, "I am real dragon!" His young and childlike voice coming out again and it seemed that this time Mirror had struck a nerve in the little guy. In that same moment he curled around his neck to give Mirror's forearm a firm chomp! Though it wasn't meant to drag blood, merely to give him a chance to escape and get back at him for that 'proper dragon' remark.

With his little tantrum out of the way though and free from the oppresive grip of the meanie head... he went back over to Lila curling around her sitting form and coiling his neck around her to continue his hug. It was then he heard her question, "I am Vi-Rias!" He answered, breaking up his name not because that's out it was pronounced but because his bad common made the phrase fall on syllables.

"Hmph.." Was Mirrors response to the aggressive bite the small dragon attempted on his arm. A firm little bite it was, perhaps too quick for the dragon to notice Mirrors flesh was not the same as a living creature. It left a cold in the mouth of the dragon, similar to biting into ice. Mirrors eyes didn't show a hint of change in his positive mood.

"You raising it...? I suppose. But I'll keep an eye on you both. Make sure everything is alright."  Mirror tilited his head to the dragons words speaking his name was quite a curious feat for a feral. "A feral with a name?" Mirror smirked as a small chuckle left his vocals.

"I guess that will make naming him easier." He lifted a finger to his chin in faux thought and winked at Virias. He then approached Lila and rested a hand on her head. "Let's head back home Lila." He patted her head and stepped past her and Virias and began slowly walking down the field.

Lila's eyes widened when Virias bit Mirror. She was already a little offset by the fact that she had questioned his orders, but when the small dragon bit him, she was almost certain that he would be very irritated with that. But what happened next, surprised her. He hadn't changed his good mood, even after Virias bit him like that.

Lila smiled at him when she heard his voice again. It was indeed a very young dragon.
"Virias..." she said, gently caressing him as he coiled around her neck. She was grateful that Mirror let her raise it, but apparently he would be a handful. It was still a very young dragon, but he already had quite the energy and temper, thing that became obvious after he bit Mirror's hand, trying to escape his grasp.

She had already questioned Mirror's decisions once that day, she didn't know if he was mad or not, but she was satisfied with how things went, so she wouldn't push her luck too much.
"As you wish, Mirror." she replied to him, following him.
As she continued walking, she couldn't help but let out a discreet smile, walking with Virias coiled around her.

But deep down inside, she knew that she was still a tool. Virias could not affect her performance, or dull her blade, otherwise they would take him away from her, or discard Lila.
"Nobody wants a dull blade..." she thought to herself, with the smile slowly disappearing, giving place to a emotionless expression.

Virias watched as Mirror and Lila had their interaction, content with just being pressed up against his new bestest friend. Though when they were done and moving on he felt as Lila moved away to follow the big meanie-head he quit coiling around her so feircely and instead settling for nuzzlingher leg as she walked, but that only lasted for a little while before he tripped her a few times and she accidentally kicked him in his chin.

He knew she wasn't trying to be mean though and instead he just walked besides her as she walked, but there was soemthing eating in his mind, "You Lila right?" He asked, not entirely sure of her name besides the fact that Mirror said that one a few times, but he was a meanie-head, so he'd rather hear her name from her.

Lila was so distracted with her own thoughts that she didn't realized when Virias tried to nuzzle her leg, kicking him accidentally.
"I'm sorry..." she said, kneeling near him for a second, gently patting his head before continuing walking.
"Yes. I'm Lila Moriarty." she said to Virias.
"The one in front of us is Mirror... I..." she stopped talking. She wasn't actually sure what Mirror was to her. She indeed followed his orders, but just like he had already said once, she only follows them out of her own free will. She wasn't bound to him by any contract, or anything, she was free to go whenever she wanted... So he couldnt be called her master...
"I... I follow his orders." she said, not having anything better to describe their relationship.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Soo... I think i'll go ahead and post, @Lucius Cypher ok?
Tomorrow i'll have my post done