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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:11 am
This is a RP that was completed over AIM Participants:– Gabriel – Ocelli  
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:12 am
Ocelli was stalking, her wings tucked tightly against her body, her body low as she rustled through the long grass. She looked a little like a large cat, and she paused for a moment, nostrils flaring as she sniffed at the air, ears twitching. She knew she was near a rabbit warren, and she was hoping to snag herself a new toy as her last one had found it's way into her tummy and she couldn't play with it when it was there.
She continued moving through the grass, her nose still taking in the air. She could smell old rabbit droppings now, so she knew she was close, and she slunk up to a tree and slid around it carefully, her flank brushing against the bark. Peering around the tree trunk she finally spotted them - lovely, dew eyed and furry bunnies. She let out a little happy noise, and with a wiggle leapt forward amongst the furry toys, and more out of luck than anything else closed her jaws around one, almost but not quite squeezing the life from it.
Bunny in mouth, she wandered away from the warren and found a sunny spot to lie down, curling her tail around the dazed rabbit, keeping it in place. She softly crooned to it, and buried her nose in its belly fur. She could feel the drumming heart and gave another happy noise. Soon it would stop..but she would still have her toy. She looked around her, all seemed quiet..and then she killed the rabbit, listening as the echoes of its last scream faded away.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:13 am
Gabriel shifted a little as he walked through the grass. He was getting a little tired of fighting all the time and maybe he was finally ready to actually talk with someone. Pfft imagine that. The stallion didn’t think anyone would want to listen to him let alone sit around and have story time. Relaxing wasn’t on his list of things to do, but neither was talking about his problems. It was the last thing he liked doing.
Flicking his tail, he let out a low growl as he walked not seeing anything of interest just yet. His mind was heavy with thoughts, but it wasn’t the kind someone should be thinking about. He still was confused about whether or not he wanted to leave his family. He didn’t know if they would care or plead for his return. Then again he didn’t care about them. They only relied on him for fighting their battles and when he did, he never received praise for it at all.
Halting his movements, he noticed a female kalona not that far away from where he was standing. He snorted and looked at her through his mask. His nearly white eyes not moving off her body once and remained that way. He wasn’t scared of her. He just knew others capabilities and some just outright liked attacking on a whim. He could smell the blood in the air. He wasn’t that stupid to think this kalona mare wasn’t feeding right now.
“Am I allowed to pass without you harming me?”
He asked her quietly. He kept a close eye on her because she had a flying advantage over him and occasionally that was his weakness.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:14 am
Ocelli looked up from the cooling rabbit body with not a little confusion. She was always slightly off kilter after killing something, as there was a moment of regret at her toy not being able to move on it's own, but they did so like to run away if she didn't kill them.
'Pass?' she said, stretching as she got to her feet, the rabbit she moved with her tail, sweeping her toy behind her in case he was feeling sticky-hoofed.
'I suppose. I mean.' she looked at him properly, from his animal patterning, his horn, feathering and long floofy - actually, maybe he couldn't go.
'I'm still hungry. Bunny was a toy.' Ocelli gave him a look as if it say 'Convince me you're not food'. Along with a slightly creepy grin. But for the moment he was interesting, and for a Kalona she was actually quite small.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:15 am
Gabriel raised his brow at the female knowing what she was trying to say right away even if it was in an obscure kind of gesture. He hadn’t come across something like this before. Not ever.
“Maybe hunting some deer would be more filling? Heh…I’m not food if that is what your getting at. I’m not trying to fight you, in fact I’m tired out from traveling and to be quite frank..I am far to large for you to kill and eat on your own.”
He told her and sadly he wasn’t lying. He was much larger then a normal Soq. Unless she has some massive stomach she hid well under her skin, but he doubted it. She didn’t look the type to eat more then a young deer a day or maybe a little more if that.
He furrowed his brow and began to step closer to her. His size beginning to slowly topple over her smaller frame and all he could do was smirk at that fact.
“Interesting markings…Are you full kalona or a cross-breed?”
He asked examining her features very closely.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:16 am
Ocelli flicked her pointy tipped tail as the stallion got closer, rustling her wings as well. He was nearing her personal space, getting into in fact, and whilst he was taller than her she could certainly put a dent in his fuzzy features.
'Eat maybe.'
He would learn that if he did attack her, it would be like being attack by a giant wasp, her size made her quick on her hooves, and of course she could fly. But he'd said he wasn't on the offensive, and unlike her mother she would speak to non-Kalona. Especially if they had a certain 'fuzzyness' about them.
'My father and mother are both Kalona.'
Nosey toy he was. Already she was wondering how she could incapacitate him, or even maybe persuade him to let her play with his hair, or just bury her nose in it. Maybe if she jumped on him when he wasn't paying much attention..she smiled at him again, her pointed teeth coming into view.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:17 am
Gabriel eyed her more raising his eyebrow once again. She really did want to eat him and that right there made his tail twitch. She was going into territories she should just leave alone with him. Even though he was tired, he had enough energy to fight her off if he needed to. But he had befriended many kalona’s before so he knew how to deal with them really.
“I can tell. You have that pure blood kalona attitude about you.”
He told her staring down at her through his mask before flicking his tail once more and giving a snort.
“What exactly do you want from me, kalona? Other then eating me of course. You…seem to have something else on your mind.”
He mentioned to her as he dug his hoof into the ground. What exactly was the mare thinking?
“I’m Gabriel by the way…what is your name?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:18 am
'Yes? If I was anything like my mother you'd have been attacked by now. I have my own attitude.' Ocelli knew she was different, from her parents and especially her sister. Her mother, Aranea, knew about her daughter's..habits, but as she was still a predator hadn't said much beyond warning her about showing her little eccentricites in front of the more aggressive of their kind.
'You're a toy.' she said, and picking up the rabbit, showed it to him.
'See, you're fuzzy like this bunny. It was all warm and soft. Now it's just soft. You are both warm and soft.' she eyed his mane and then looked up at the unicorn's face again, searching for his eyes beneath the mask and behind the hair.
'I'm Ocelli. It means 'spider eyes'.'
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:19 am
Gabriel tilted his head at the mare knowing right away when he met her that she was different because most kalona attacked on sight. Very few he knew didn’t attack him when he spoke to them.
“I can tell your different. I guess it doesn’t matter since you still keep that kalona mindset. You not that bad actually..”
He mumbled the last before smirking and letting out a slight laugh at her little comment about him being a toy. This was rather amusing for him. He wasn’t a toy. Maybe in her eyes, but hearing that brought him back to some things Schiz use to say. Oh how he hated that kalona..
“Ah I see…so you want to bury your face in my hair? Well I never had someone want that from me. Especially a kalona. If anything they would attack me. But…if you want to you can…just know if you try to bite me I won’t hesitate to hurt you.”
He narrowed his eyes on her to show he was serious before shaking his head slightly to get the mask situated back how it was.
“Hmm…sounds like a very suiting name for you.”
He told her lightly. It was obvious to anyone that saw this. He was kinder to Kalona’s more then any other breed out there. If a regular walked up and began to talk to them he would mouth off at them for being there. He just felt more connected to Kalona’s for some reason. Maybe it was his bloodthirsty nature.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:20 am
'Not that bad?' Ocelli tilted her head. In comparison to what, she wondered, and also, was that meant to be a compliment? He was really strange, and not only because he was conversing casually with her when he was a Unicorn, and she had they were all good and stuff.
'Hair..fuzzy.' she said, as he mentioned it, and her gaze went to it again. Her own hair was short, also covering her eyes, but it was a good thing as if she had long hair she would probably spend all day wrapped in it. And then go hungry. She gave a step forward, towards the enticing strands and folded her wings tightly against her body once more. She tipped her head as she neared him, lowering it to his legs and pushed her nose into his mane, letting the silken strands tickle the sensitive skin for a moment before carefully sliding her head under a length of his long mane, taking care as to not catch him with her horns.
She raised her head slowly, his mane draped across her neck like a scarf, and she swept a wing forward and around, playing with the dangling ends by cupping the wing and bouncing the hair on the membrane. She pressed against him now, thoroughly involved with his long mane and not really paying attention to much else.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:21 am
“Hmm you rarely talk I’m guessing…”
He said to the mare half heartedly before shaking his head a little bit.
“Yes my hair is fuzzy…I suppose.”
He shrugged before staring at her more keeping his brow raised up. She really was a strange one, but that wasn’t a bad thing. He would rather have strange over normal any day. The more strange the more fun as long as they didn’t piss him off. His eyes continued to follow her until she basically nuzzled into his long mane. He rarely let anyone touch his hair. It was like his treasure next to the lantern strapped around his neck.
“Heh…you really like my hair don’t you?”
He asked her watching the female a bit feeling very odd to have someone so close to him. He wasn’t into all that touchy feely crap. He hated it, but something about this felt nice to him. That was until she began getting a little too close making him growl slightly and move away a little bit.
“I’m not use to others getting so close to me…”
He groaned out as he stared down at her with narrowed eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:21 am
I don't often come across others. I mostly keep to myself..and my toys don't talk back. Well, not that you could hear.' she murmured, her eyes half lidded as she continued to enjoy the silken softness of Gabriel's mane.
'Mmm.' she replied, completely lost in the sensation; she'd never had such a large cuddly toy, and she was pleased that he'd allowed her to enjoy his mane whilst still being alive as she could feel the heat radiating from his body. Warmth and softness were almost like blood to her.
When he moved it took a little by surprise, and she looked up and through his mane at him, her pupils dilated as if she'd inhaled something herbal. They slowly went back to normal and she grinned at him.
'Me neither. You did say I could do it though.' she reminded him, dropping the ends of his mane and folding her wing back. She didn't move any further away, still using the length of his mane as a 'scarf-blanky'.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:23 am
“I see…well maybe you should go out and meet others…sometimes others can be dreadfully boring and complete wastes of life, but others can actually be worth listening to. I guess you just have to pick and chose which would be better for you.”
He nodded to her as he still felt the nuzzling into his mane making him fidget uncomfortably a tiny bit. This was all new to him.
“I know I did, but now I’m questioning why because I’m not use to gentle physical contact. I am use to roughness or ever just pure hate being driven into me with a hit. It’s hard sometimes to be delicate when all you know is abuse or violence. That is the kind of life I have grown up with. A kind of life I don’t think will ever wash off from me. I don’t know if you would be able to understand something like that, but to me…every meeting is like a battle.”
He told her lightly before looking away into the distance. He was trying in vain to stay still, but the nuzzling was becoming to much for him. It was something he didn’t think he could handle any longer so he slowly moved away from her.
“I can’t let you continue..it’s just odd for me and it’s something I wasn’t accustomed to as a child.”
He nodded.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:23 am
'No.' she replied, and then laughed, flicking her short mane out of her eyes as she slowly untangled herself from his mane. She was almost out from it when he moved right away, and she looked at him, her head tilted slighty to one side as she tried to digest what he'd said.
'How strange. You know, there is much said about our nature, we're demons. But I don't know that cruelty.' she looked down at the rabbit that she'd discarded.
'I suppose I could be called cruel, I suppose an outsider would call me that. But I always, always eat my toys.' she placed a hoof on the side of the rabbit and rolled it once as she spoke.
'And there was no parental cruelty, there was quick, stern words, and the occasional bite when I misbehaved, but I was never broken. Broken things don't work well in the world.'
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:24 am
“I know a lot that would call your kind cruel, but I don’t see kalona’s as cruel. There are cruel uni’s and cruel angeni so I believe it depends on the actual being. I am cruel from time to time…well more then time to time. Probably all the time…and I am a uni/kirin mix. I just think people are quick to judge before getting to know..”
He told her simply with slight shrug of his shoulders. It was true. He had been called cruel so many times that he had lost count. He has killed before and was labeled a murderer by his own mother. He had beat a mare up who began beating on him and was called an abuser. It was their reaction to a problem and he was always the bad one so he just chose to be the bad on. Do bad things and not care. He didn’t have a conscience anymore. It was stripped from him when he was young.
“I don’t think your cruel. Your different, yes, but not cruel. I have heard kalona parents train their children well in how to take care of themselves and survive out there in the world.”
He said to her before looking away. Was he broken? IN a way he was. He hated where he came from and most times Lenore was like a sister to him. He didn’t think anyone else was worthy to even be related to him. Hania and Adalyn were the only other exceptions to that rule though.
“I guess I am in a way broken…I have seen a lot of death in my time and people have used me just to cause chaos and more death. Now I live for myself and only myself. Why worry about others when your just going to be trampled on and pushed to do certain things? Am I right?”
He snorted.
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