~&#xTh;e Ones Denied Of Fate%~ (Dirk = Gone >.<)

[Draka Alpha]

Lykaios Theta

As Lykaios watched the skies, she saw something coming in from a distance... soft, purple lights, flickering about. Remaining stalk still, she watched them as they moved around her, and eventually came to a standstill not too far away. Standing up, Lykaios fixed her dress, and though barefoot, she seemed the picture of a Lady with high stature in the world. Perhaps it was only a facade. Seeing this man in front of her, Lykaios could only narrow her eyes for a moment, squinting in the dim lighting. Her eyes opening again, she gave this stranger a blank look. In the back of her mind it hurt terribly, as though her subconcious was trying to speak, but unable to. "Wolf...? You must be mistaken, good sir. My name is Lykaios...Lykaios Theta," she said softly, being as polite as possible to this stranger. Although her head hurt terribly and she couldn't figure out why, there was a message that came through quite clear: don't get him angry.

*draka leaned closer, and smelt her twice. He then scanned her figure.* “ Lykaios...Lykaios Theta aye?” *draka continued to scan her with his fiery, Hate filled eyes.* “ hmmm” * there was no denying that this was indeed wolf, the smell, the aura…….the figure. But draka had already became frustrated with her, he was now convinced that she was lying to him. Yet he hesitated to hit her, instead he just locked his eyes with hers and looked deep with in them*

[Lykaios Theta]

Seeing the abrupt change in personality, Lykaios was suddenly glad she had listened to instinct and not made any snide remarks. "...yes sir," she said softly, but quickly. Studying him, her blank expression didn't change, and neither did her position. In fact, it appeared she was holding her breath as his eyes caught hers. Suddenly, she felt the pain in the back of her mind burst, and she yelped, breaking the gaze to turn her head away, bringing a hand to her head, digging into her scalp. In the moonlight, as she moved, the greek symbol for "Alpha" became visable in shining silver thread near the hemline of her gown.

[Draka Alpha]

Lykaios Theta

Seeing the abrupt change in personality, Lykaios was suddenly glad she had listened to instinct and not made any snide remarks. "...yes sir," she said softly, but quickly. Studying him, her blank expression didn't change, and neither did her position. In fact, it appeared she was holding her breath as his eyes caught hers. Suddenly, she felt the pain in the back of her mind burst, and she yelped, breaking the gaze to turn her head away, bringing a hand to her head, digging into her scalp. In the moonlight, as she moved, the greek symbol for "Alpha" was visable in shining silver thread near the hemline.

*as draka watched this, his eyes narrowed and a slightly confused expression jumbled onto his face as he continued to study her. Draka then moved in even closer, and suddenly realized that he had caused this bizarre occurrence. Curious to see if he could further provoke this, and maybe figure out was happening, he went to place his right palm on your face. If contact was established, you would be able to feel some of his energy which dwelling with in his palm. This energy was special however , it was closely linked to his emotions, and memories so it might provide some sort of window to his past…draka then stood there, and curiously observed you as a soft sea breezed past over deck.*

[Seta Frost]

OOC:
Oh my god, Draka is back.

[Luna Nevin]

Seta Frost

OOC:
Oh my god, Draka is back.

And the little girl says -
ooc| now you know how I feel.. u.u;;

[Lykaios Theta]

Having closed her eyes for a second, when Lykaios felt the hand on her face, she froze. However, this was not the smartest thing to have done. It was a curious feeling, having someone else's energy course through you just so suddenly. She felt something crack in the back in her mind, a tearing feeling, as though someone had taken a large butcher knife, and literally hacked all her nerve endings to pieces. Immediately, four things occured: the first, was a scream that reverberated throughout the ship, and the second, was that she brought her own hand upwards in an attempt to slap the stranger's away, but at the last moment, her hand refused to move, something unconciously holding her back from striking the man. The third, was that since she could not forcibly remove his hand, she would move away from it. And so, she wrenched her face away from his hand, and staggered away, her eyes barely open as she moved backwards. And the fourth and final thing, was that her legs suddenly gave way, numbed by a feeling of pain she couldn't even describe. So she fell onto her hands and knees, breathing heavily, her head weakly raised, an absolute fear of this man written all over her face.

[Draka Alpha]

Lykaios Theta

Having closed her eyes for a second, when Lykaios felt the hand on her face, she froze. However, this was not the smartest thing to have done. It was a curious feeling, having someone else's energy course through you just so suddenly. She felt something crack in the back in her mind, a tearing feeling, as though someone had taken a large butcher knife, and literally hacked all her nerve endings to pieces. Immediately, four things occured: the first, was a scream that reverberated throughout the ship, and the second, was that she brought her own hand upwards in an attempt to slap the stranger's away, but at the last moment, her hand refused to move, something unconciously holding her back from striking the man. The third, was that since she could not forcibly remove his hand, she would move away from it. And so, she wrenched her face away from his hand, and staggered away, her eyes barely open as she moved backwards. And the fourth and final thing, was that her legs suddenly gave way, numbed by a feeling of pain she couldn't even describe. So she fell onto her hands and knees, breathing heavily, her head weakly raised, and absolute fear of this man easily written on her face.

* draka stood motionless as all of this happened, he was more curious then startled by this. The confused expression on him then untied it’s self, and gave way to a small smirk that crept across his face. The reason for the smirk was simply because draka derived pleasure from any suffering, even those of his old friends…how ever sick and twisted that may be…*

“ ah….I see now..”* draka said as he slowly walked towards you, his metal foot steps reverberating through out the deck.* “ the past….your past…is lock with in you….” * he then approached you, and leant down on one knee. He then leaned in closer, until his face was almost touching yours.* “ perhaps you finally couldn’t take those agonizing memories any more…” * as his spoke.. His voice slowly lifted, and transformed into drax’s.* “ REMEMBER WOLF!” * he yelled in your face, as he continued to stare into the depth of your eyes, searching for the past you caged with in the darkest corner of your soul.*

[Lykaios Theta]

((Yes Folks, Draka is back. >.> no imposter this time. Its the real slim shady! XD ))

[Luna Nevin]

Lykaios Theta

((Yes Folks, Draka is back. >.> no imposter this time. Its the real slim shady! XD ))

And the little girl says -
ooc| Oh gods.. please save us.. we are all going to die.. -flails arms- X]

[Lykaios Theta]

The moments it took him to approach seemed too short. She wished it would've taken him longer to get down to her, so she could have time to think. What was causing all this? Why did it hurt? Who WAS this man? As he spoke, she looked up at him, black spots dancing in her vision, part of it starting to dawn on her what was occuring, but mostly she still didn't get it. "What past...what memories...? Who are...you?" she asked, the words barely more than a whisper, agony clear in each syllable. Looking into his eyes again, Lykaios's own opened wide, staying still for several moments, before her arms gave way as well. Suddenly, she was yelling, rolling on the deck of the Beowulf in the dead of the night, her hands digging into the scalp of her head, trying to rip her head in two just to reach the source of the pain and silence it. Voices she couldn't escape from flooded her ears, memories tugged her in all directions, pain, suffering, blood, sweat and tears... all of it at once. "Make it stop!" she cried out, over and over, begging Draka to end it...to make the memories untrue, to make her lies real again.

[Lykaios Theta]

((Pfft. Join the empires. >.>; you'll be safer. xD

come to the dark side! ...we have cookies? ))

[Luna Nevin]

And the little girl says -
ooc| -giggles- I have always been on the darkside..
I will gladly join!
(I just made cookies today.. X] )

[Lykaios Theta]

((Alright... so that's one psychotic leader, one insane rabid wolf, and a little girl. XD I think we're ready to take on the FFA. -loves cookies, but can't eat them no more since she'll get fat off of them.- >.> ))

[Luna Nevin]

And the little girl says -
ooc| Hey! The little girl is on my other account.. >.>;; -should really change that-

[Draka Alpha]

Lykaios Theta

The moments it took him to approached seemed too short. She wished it would've taken him longer to get down to her, so she could try to think. What was causing all this? Why did it hurt? Who WAS this man? As he spoke, she looked up at him, black spots dancing in her vision, part of it starting to dawn on her what was occuring, but mostly she still didn't get it. "What past...what memories...? Who are...you?" she asked, the words barely more than a whisper, agony clear in each syllable. Looking into his eyes again, Lykaios's own opened wide, staying still for several moments, before her arms gave way as well. Suddenly, she was yelling, rolling on the deck of the Beowulf in the dead of the night, her hands digging into the scalp of her head, trying to rip her head in two just to reach the source of the pain and silence it. Voices she couldn't escape from flooded her ears, memories tugged her in all directions, pain, suffering, blood, sweat and tears... all of it at once. "Make it stop!" she cried out, over and over, begging Draka to end it...to make the memories untrue, to make her lies real again.

* suddenly, draka was gone with out a trace. The second you would have looked up from your little episode, you would have noticed that it was like he had even been there. All that remained was a gentle sea breeze, and the soothing sounds of waves rocking the ship.*