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 Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 12:24 pm
Zitomoya glimpsed over at Sellion, frowning a little as he scooted closer. She looked down, trying to follow his line of vision, and covered her necklace with one paw, snorting at Sellion. "Are you alright, Sellion?" She asked, arching an eyebrow. She wasn't sure it'd be enough to rouse him from whatever silly thing he was doing, but it was worth a shot. She leaned away from Sellion uneasily, frowning a little at the look on his face. She was hardly threatened, but not knowing what he was doing made her flinch a little. Who knew what was going on in the demon's head?
Although if she did know, she'd give him such a wallop for even thinking about trying to snatch her necklace. Luckily, she isn't psychic.
She returned her gaze to Tamaa, shaking her head. "I didn't." She snorted a little, looking at the claw. "Well, I found the necklace, but not the claw. And I... I wouldn't really call it finding, so much as..." She paused, looking at Tamaa closely. "It was a gift." She said simply, glancing over at Sellion again. "From a ghost." That was what Indinda surely was, by now. Who knew how old her father would be by now, or if he was even alive?
The thought made her cringe.
The sing-song voice made her cringe even more. "I'm going to feed you to the vultures." She warned to Tamaa, glancing over at Sellion again. "I mean it. Mir be damned."
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 12:13 pm
Sellion was a lover of many things evil and supernatural and powerful and demonic. It was easy for him to believe someone was a demon for only one or two reasons; reasons that were true, though his mind twisted them into darker things. But also for reasons false that he made up. It was impossible to read the cheetah and find out what made him tick, what made certain things come into his head, and just what made him think someone was a demon. There was no instruction manual for insanity, since no two insanities were ever alike. And though the cheetah was a lover of many things evil and supernatural and powerful and demonic, there was one thing that partially fit all those categories that Sellion did not get along with.
Ghosts.
Immediately upon hearing Zitomoya state where she got her EVIL trinket, Sellion's jaw dropped and his mind was sucked into a whirlpool of memories.
He had once encountered a ghostly-white lioness, far off in the desert lands, and for whatever reason, he came to the conclusion that she was a ghost. At first he had been delighted at this realization, but the ghost had been mean and cruel, and had swiped at him with what was most likely an intent to kill. Terrified beyond all measure, Sellion had fled, screaming into the night.
So it was no surprise that upon hearing the word "ghost", Sellion did just that in that exact moment.
He screamed a scared, almost feminine-sounding scream, and fled, running with the entirety of his cheetah speed.
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