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 Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:10 pm
Mauja could see the storm clouds beginning to roll over the trees in the distance. Still, the glimmer of sunlight kept him walking on, unafraid to get his coat wet.
He felt the cool air blowing in his face, like an ominous greeting of the storm to come. His head felt cool and calm, which was unusual for him on most days. He lent it to the fact that he was alone, so he had no one to play his little head games with.
The rain ahead brought no hope for new company, either.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:34 pm
 Psyche looked up at the sky as it darkened. Perhaps hunting wouldn't be the best idea for her today... but sometimes she couldn't stand being at home around the stink of death. So many bodies that would drive away most of her suitors, and she liked it that way.
But she had to eat, and had yet to resort to cannabalism. And had no intention of it. But she really didn't like leaving her den alone for too long... you never knew who might wander in.
But then again, on most days while she wandered, she was never sure who she would run into either. Most of the time, unless they knew where she was, the creatures she met weren't enemies... but most of the time, everyone felt like a potential killer to her.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:44 pm
It didn't take long for him to find her. Though, he wasn't looking. His eyes were just....usually drawn to bright colored pelts against a dark backdrop.
He had hoped he'd find someone to interact with, in all actuality. Loneliness was not something he was fond of, so he immediately made a beeline for the other feline as soon as he spotted het.
Upon approaching, Mauja shook himself, already 'getting into character,' as he did with every new encounter. There only a few unlucky felines who knew his true, erratic self.
"Well, don't you look just downright depressing?" he smiled cooley, moving in closer to the purple cheetah.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 8:10 pm
Psyche stopped and turned abruptly when she heard another voice. She must have been out of it if she hadn't heard someone coming... but he was a dark cheetah on a dark backdrop whereas she was... well, a bright homing beacon.
"Want something?" She asked, her voice an immediate hiss while her body moved into a defencive position. He hadn't attacked right away... so perhaps he didn't know who she was. But it was always hard to be sure. Alwas hard to know whether or not you could trust someone...
...especially when you could never care about anyone... "If not, just leave me alone. I have better things to do with my time."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 9:07 pm
Raising an eyebrow, a smirk quickly came upon Mauja's face, a little amused by this cheetah's attitude.
"Now now, darling, what wouldn't I want with you." he eyed her frame up and down, trying his best to please. He was a flirt at heart, and couldn't help it. Besides, it usually made the other animal happy, being talked to in such a way.
Usually.
"Besides, there isn't anything better than me, sweetheart." his tail coiled around one of her paws, gently caressing her fur.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:17 pm
Oh, Psyche did not like that. Not at all. She made a very deliberate move to step on the tail that had circled around her paw, obviously feeling violent and very much not in the mood to be flirted with. "Oh? Well, that's all fine and good but I don't want anything to do with someone who can't keep his ligaments to himself."
She snorted, stepping back. Obviously she had come across a moron who didn't know what he was dealing with. What a useless bum. This was the last thing she needed, someone getting on her case.
"And I've eaten better carrion than you." She made her point, her lip twitching with dissaproval.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 12:31 pm
Squeezing his face together for a moment, Mauja tried his best to absorb the pain. He wasn't used to others stepping on his tail; it was an excruciating pain, and he inhaled deeply to keep his cool. He shook his body, coming back to himself.
"Darling, denial is very umbecoming of a girl." he tilted his head, shaking it a bit while keeping a smile. "Snorting is as well." he rolled his eyes to the side, mumbling under his breath.
"Well, honey, at least I put up a fight, unlike your 'better carrion.'" he smirked, his flirtatious ruse slipping for a moment as his eyes took on a demented look.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:44 pm
Psyche smirked, obviously pleased that she had managed to get a good shot on him. At least now it seemed unlikely that he would lay 'hands' on her again. She didn't like to be touched. Ever.
"Denial may be unbecoming, but I like it just fine. And same to snorting." She informed him, rolling her eyes and turning, starting to walk away. She didn't care whether he followed her or not. He obviously didn't want to attack her, and that was fine. As long as he didn't try anything funny.
"And believe me when I say that you're not the type to put up much of a fight." At least in her experience, and Psyche had been a lone warrior for most of her life. "And if you did, I'd kill you. Simple as that."
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 3:07 pm
Somehow, this seemed to be turning into the same kind of confrontation Mauja expected out of male lions; dull and threatening. Though he was never one to back down because of a simple threat; he enjoyed the pain far too much for that.
"Well, my dear, how about we test that theory?" he smirked, quickly moving right in front of her, stopping her before she could leave. He moved in closer, closer, so he was almost touching her. He made sure not to touch her, but it gave the same effect.
At this point, he didn't really care if she attacked him; no, it was very attractive to this brown cheetah.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 6:38 pm
"You're acting a little desperate. If you want an easy girl, go find one. I have better things to do with my time than you." She told him, her eyes narrow. She had defeated lions and cheetahs and leopards alike who had tried to take her as their own. This idiot-clown didn't amuse her much. She hated it when weaklings tried to win her over. She couldn't have cared about him even if she'd wanted too.
But he just disgusted her. "You really want to die?" She snarled, unafraid as she moved forward, snapping her teeth in his face, "That's your business. But I don't indulge petulent children. When you become a man, then you can challenge me to a duel. Until then, you're not worth my time, nor my effort. I don't waste energy on people who aren't warriors."
But she could be testy... and he was hedging on her nerves. She usually didn't attack people who weren't strong enough to be a genuine threat. But she had always had such a nasty temper... she couldn't hold out for long if she was annoyed enough. Then she would kill them. Something that had earned her the nickname "Berserker" from the few who survived their encounters with her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:05 pm
"Madam, I am far from desperate." he half sneered. No, if there was anything Mauja was not, it was desperate. He just enjoyed having a good time, and if he happened to stumble upon personalities like this, he enjoyed pushing every button he could to make them lash out.
He always enjoyed the 'I'm so dangerous' types the most; he liked to see if he could deflate their bubble just a bit, or leave a mark on their pride.
"Such a dull little girl." his eyes seemed wide and bubble, like a little leemur's eyes. Residue of a wicked smirk still remained on his maw, as his personality shifted towards something mean. "You know, I've heard that same little 'do you want to die?' routine so many times before." he twirled around, making sure to brush his tail right in front of her nose as he did so. "And guess what?" his expression seemed to be mocking her in a way, as one would to a small child. "I'm still here." his tone was flat, no longer taking on its romantic and flirty tone. If this was going to be anything like that time with a less-than-friendly lion, Mauja knew he'd better prepare himself.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:30 pm
(( here on was done over AIM ))
"Oh please, you don't have a mark on you. You've never been in a real fight in your life pretty-boy." Psyche smirked. Oh, she was more than used to this. Every suitor who came knocking on her cave to see if they could win her over, and few had left alive, none without scars to show she had been there. She didn't feel anything about that really. She was strong... she had to be the strongest so no one could deal her heart. And certainly not this -as far as she was concerned- idiot.
"But if you wanna fight..." She gnashed her teeth, the threat heavy as her fur bristled and she leaned down, ready to spring and attack. It wouldn't take much to scare him off, she was pretty sure. He wasn't a hardened warrior like some of the others. "I'm a willing partner... because I always kill my courters. Always." Well, not always, but good to give a scare.
"And I don't care much about being dull either. I don't stay with anyone but myself, so I'm not trying to impress anyway. Certainly not you." She said, giving him her disaproving glance-over, "You're nothing. A weakling. Only warriors can catch my eye." And even then, they usually annoyed her. Boasting about their abilities only to fall to hers. None of them mattered. None of them were worth it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:31 pm
"Courter?" Mauja let out a laugh at the idea. "My dear, I don't want to be your lover." he was still laughing, almost trying to make her cry at this point. "And I don't know why anyone would want to be." he ran his eyes up and down her front, a disgusted look growing on his face for emphasis. "You're a cheap date at best-- a brief flame for the desperate and clearly insane."
It was quite out of character for Mauja, the times that this personality popped up. But he enjoyed playing it, however, especially to those who thought themselves better than he. With a quick movement of his paw, Mauja found himself in a battle-ready position, snarling and showing his teeth, though still maintaining a smirk.
"Bring it, doll face."
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:39 pm
Psyche tilted her head a little, "Not interested? Oh. Well then..." She shrugged her shoulders, standing up and turning around abruptly, "No point then." If he did turn out to be strong, she doubted it, but it could happen, then she would be screwed if he wanted nothing to do with her. She would be doomed to follow him around until she died... and she couldn't have anything to do with that. No good. "You're not then neither am I. I don't have time for people who aren't willing to keep fighting for what they want, even if it seems unatainable." She said off-hand.
He didn't matter anymore. Her true love could be out there somewhere... he was just a waste of time, unless he wanted to attack her from behind. Then she'd just kill him for making the effort. But if he didn't want her then fighting was worthless. She didn't need that kind of stress on top of everything else.
"Go find someone who cares about you. I hope she's as annoying as you are. I need someone stronger..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:58 pm
"Mm?" Untensing his muscles and returning to a calm standing position, Mauja seemed to glide nicely out of his mean persona. "My sweet, just because someone isn't willing to fight doesn't always mean they've given up." he looked out, now trotting beside her for awhile, towards the sunnier side of the savannah, away from the darkness.
"Maybe in time, you'll learn to let people in." he rolled his eyes to the side, in her direction, a smile on his maw. "Not everyone is evil, darling."
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