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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2012 6:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2012 8:35 pm
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[[Guess I should make a post as we determine how things should go.]]
There are few flavors like the taste of your own blood... Heavy hints of iron and the overall qualities of it lacked what they had once held back when he was human. It had happened in a matter of moments. Him watching Silver leave and then asking Lance a favor. He had let his guard down and that was a mistake he would have trouble forgiving himself for.
********************Moments Before********************
"Lance, you know that thing you just did for Kisho? Can you do it again for me, brother? I have some things I would like to ask your friends." Of course he received a nod, there wasn't a thing Lance wouldn't do for his brother.
It was an eerie feeling to feel the chill in the air as Lance made contact once again. The spirits had actually foreseen this though after seeing the world passing by without them. They knew of the things Gareth would ask, but would still grant him the luxury of deciding if that was what he truly desired. "Ah, the pup's older brother, 'the wolf in the human pack' as you sometimes fancy yourself. So Gareth, what is it that you wish to know?"
Hearing all those voices speaking his name almost sent chills down his spine...almost, they lacked any sense of hostility and besides they were actually allies of Lance. "So you are part of Lance's powers, his healing or whatever else he can do. Am I right?"
"Somewhat. We aid in his own natural abilities, but yes his powers do contrast to those such as Kisho. Were as Kisho's abilities are born from nature spirits or so on, Lance's are of the planes of the departed." For some being called dead was not an option. Coming to grips with the end of your life was difficult. "However, this is not to say that Kisho is useless to Lance as a teacher. Lance needs help in guiding his powers, in focusing them so to speak."
The elder had figured on all of that, but now was not the time to question about whether Kisho could do what they spoke of. That would be a decision for a later time and date. He had many questions, but one had nagged on him for some time now. Lance's lack of speech and his far from human behavior, Lance did communicate with them so they had to have some answers on his condition. The voices started again before he could even ask.
"Same as yourself, Lance has yet to recover from losing his parents. In our collective opinion it is doubtful that he ever will. He would require special attention and a stable environment in order to recover from the damage that has been done to him. The constant threats of hunters and the cold truth that most of the pack will be unable to provide him that attention tells us that he will most likely remain in this state. If it is any consolation, he is at least happy living with many of the others and changing his environment would be of no assistance in the matter."
Not the answer he sought, but the saying always said to not ask questions to things you didn't want answers to. His ears tucked once more as he looked at the young pup that was his brother with sorrow. Whatever he did wouldn't help... Well, in the very least he could continue to try and keep him content with the life they were living. Change of subject time, something to take his mind off of that. "So...Can you tell me why the my brother and I lack the ability to change into a human form?"
This answer came from a somewhat different voice or rather a select few seemed to answer above all the others. "Unknown. If we had to make an educated guess then we would say that this issue resides in your genetic codes. Something in your DNA or the like that has reacted to the rewriting in a way to make your body assume only the lupine form. On a scientific level, this theory makes the two of you quite fascinating as this reaction was not a lab creation, but rather a natural alteration. You simply are not human any longer, beyond your mental capacity anyway which in your case fluctuates." Clearly a reference to that voice of instinct inside of him. The side that just wanted him to cast away everything that made him feel human. So far he was resisting, but a few pushes was probably all it would take.
This would continue for a few more minutes as he asked various other questions. That was until a sharp pain what had been his shoulders marked his fall. Some talking had commenced with his attacker, but by the end of it all those things wouldn't be remembered as more and more pain filled his body. He was left in growing pool of crimson fading in and out of consciousness...
********************Back to Present********************
In some ways he was content to just lay here. Sooner or later, something would happen and his body kept telling him to just close his eyes... That sounded so tempting at this time. Sure, he had just woken up to look for Lanc- "Lance!" His brother was gone again and that was enough to snap those eyes awake in less than a heartbeat. One would assume fear had made him run off, but he would have came back by now and healed his brother or attempted to. The conversations he had while engaging whoever done this probably had a clue, but for the life of him his mind couldn't remember it. All he could remember was white and black...clothing or something. It didn't matter, Lance was missing and he had to search for him. First step though was standing up again.
"GAH!" Pushing himself up to all fours was pain he never would have imagined. The once black fur that covered him had a sheen of red to it now or rather the parts that wasn't covered in lacerations did. He was hurt...pretty bad judging by his body's distaste for the whole standing up thing and the sharp stinging of open wounds being stretched. Still, if a bit shaky, he had managed the act and furthermore had remained on all fours. Pain wanted to possess him, force him to the state he had said was only pushes away, but somehow he kept his mind together. Where should he search? He had no real leads and well it felt like rivers were pouring out of him. His scent was everywhere in the area, but was that not a clue in and of itself? This much blood loss, it was likely some of it had transferred to his assailant. Sniff it out and arrive at where he wanted to go. Yeah, it was a stretch, but he couldn't just abandon his brother.
Somewhere in his mind he knew he should go get help... Still maybe it was wrong, but they had seemed to think it took an entire group to help a woman who barely communicated with them give birth. The others that hadn't shared in that mindset? Well, the interactions had been minimum and once again the feelings of slight distrust stayed. No, he didn't feel that many saw him as quite as high of a priority. No doubt the feelings were misleading, but each of them sure had a hell of a way of proving him wrong in his mind. Grimacing in pain, he walked forth leaving behind a red trail as he walked. Only one would be communicated with and it was unclear if she could hear him at all.
Kisa...Lance is gone...I have to get him back. Even his thoughts showed signs of his pain, but sorrow and determination all the same. I...I...I'll return to you, I...promise. He sounded unsure. Wasn't even sure if she could hear him and yet he found it difficult to try to hide his condition from her. She couldn't respond to him even if she desired, couldn't talk him out of this foolishness, but he could kinda imagine her trying. Whether she could or not, something had to be added. Sure it would be a cliche, but well if he was about to stare death in the face then it felt necessary to say it. I love you. The countless apologies for leaving her side once again would have to wait, used as a bit of fuel to get him to return alive. His thoughts went silent, well at least the ones he would actually want to vocalize, as his paws carried him forward.
((Gareth and Lance have vanished temporary.))
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Roar Blue Dragon Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 2:00 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 7:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 9:16 pm
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