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 Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 1:47 pm
She heard something, someone coming, she surpressed a growl in her throat, the darker half of her wanting to rip apart any who spoke to her at this moment, a confusing time for her. But she surpressed the ebast, she did not wish any harm to go onto others today, no, not today, perhaps another time, towards someone who deserved teh pain and blood...yes, then she would harm others, yes.
"I am always lost...I do apologize if I have intruded..." she was always lost, no idea what to do or where to go. How t control herself, what she should do against others that even begged for her powers to be used against them, "and you, you live here do you? Lands are lands, either a home or somewhere to pass through, to rest..." She curled her wings tighter to her now, she knew other lions in the far far away past, they envied her wings. She remembered one group trying to tear them from her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 2:59 pm
He sat himself a few feet from her, a safe distance. "You've intruded nothing of mine." He said bluntly, his brows raising skeptically. She seemed... nervous perhaps, not something he expected from a goddess. "I pity any soul who lives here." He snorts and shook his head. "I live in much prettier lands than here, I just happen to have obligations in these lands." His tail curled around him slowly.
Resting in a crappy spot like this? Well, the river wasn't so bad, the water reminded him of his home. A little. "My name is Fedha'Kialio. What brings you in this direction?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 3:05 pm
She slistened to him speak, he seemed so angry, why were some just angry all the time? The darker half of her was pulling at the chains of light within, wanting to break his spriti into a more rage filled experience. Wanting a fight, a taste of blood, yes that would be nice. But she withheld it, she was getting better, but she was so tired lately, so very tired, it was hard to control it then for her.
"Fedha...such an interesting name. I am Ryu'Rage..." she would leave her realm out of this for as long as she could, she didn't know how this Fedha might react to her being the goddess of rage. "This way? A longing... search for something, a place to stay without worry, control, even salvation perhaps, but all seem out of my reach...a silly thing it is really..."
She turned her gaze to look at him now, flicking her tail to the side she wondered where his home actually was, what his business here was. "Obligations, everyone seems to have some sort of obligation, after they are done, will you return home? Perhaps someone there waits for you? I know none wait for me, I have nothing left to return to I'm afraid...I apologize if I bore you Fedha..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 3:36 pm
"Fedha'Kialio." He corrected automatically, perfering his full name over his shortened one. Why have a name if you were not to speak it fully? "Ryu'Rage.." He shrugged lightly, it wasn't the most interesting name he's heard, but far from the most boring.
"If it is silly you wouldn't want it. Don't berate things just because you fear others will think them silly." He sneered out, shaking his head. He was so sick of all of these mortals around, and it turned out the gods were just the same. How dare they boast of their immortality! They didn't have the right to the skies, he should have that right!
"Home? No... I can not now. I am looking for a teacher. And no one waits for me there." In fact they follow him around like his shadow. His ears flicked and he let the thought leave him. "Not so much bore me, though you are making me nautious trying to win my sympathy. If you have nothing left make something knew." He really did think himself better than everyone, he would need to be taken down a few notches.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 6:31 pm
"Sympathy?" Ryu'Rage said softly, in a harsher darker tone, she narrowed her eyes at Fedha, how dare he. He dare think she wanted sympathy? She wanted a new life damn it! "Sympathy is that of imagination, I do not wish for it, I wish for a new life, a new beginning which I cannot have..." she glared at him, the darker side of her inching out one paw step every second. He was pushing her too much, it was taking all her self control to keep her aura within her body.
"A teacher you search for? What sort of teacher hmm Fedha?" she asked, still using teh shortened name, jsut to annoy him, "Do you think that and would want to teach you with you being so self confident, overly confident Fedha? Do you? DO not anger me Fedha I warn you...."
What god or teacher would want an arrogant male like him under their wing? Pfft, perhaps he needed to be knocked around a bit, sent flying downward, she grinned inwardly at the thought, yes, that might be nice.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 3:20 am
His one slim drow lifted slowly and deliberately. An anger problem, then. Just like that red male who was pathetic as anything else. He rather liked getting under that red one's fur. "Yes and if you continue to speak of it so you only try to inspire pity in other's, I care not about you wanting a new life. Find it and shut up about it." He said drly. He wasn't very wise while speaking to the gods, he thought himself just as good as them. He knew he had things to do in this life time and he sure as hell wouldn't die by the paw of a god.
He almost didn't answer her, instead he murmered, "Fedha'Kialio." Unwavering in his correction and not letting the annoyance show in his face. "A seer teacher. Some one who can show me how to control my visions." Let her mull over that one. "And yes, I have someone interested already. I just have to convince him." He rolled his eyes. He needed to get back to the pridelands sometime, possibly soon. He was growing too much, he needed to be taught dammit! "Only you can control your anger, so only you can anger yourself." He smirked slightly. "Because I say words or act a certain way matters not, the way you let it affect you is what matters. And if you let it anger you than I am not to blame." Well, that was one way of looking at it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 12:18 pm
She glared at him with dark and hateful silver hues, was he really being that stupid to anger her? He, a mere mortal anger a goddess, an immortal being? Was he always like this? Why was he being such a damn fool? "I tell you to not dare talk to me with direspect," she was hanging onto control by a mere thread now. The darkened half of her taking over, obvious with ehr tone of voice being harsher.
"A new life for me is not as easy as you think, watch your tongue boy, I could kill you if she would let me..." she spoke, the darker half relating to that of the lighter half in her words.He was being a fool. Did he really think he could stand up to an immortal?
"Anything you say and do towards another is initially your fault, your disrespect onto them brings about things onto you, others don't pity me, they never have, only those I have met before have feared me. You don't know what I can do boy, so watch your tongue now or have it ripped form your arrogant mouth..." Ryu'Rage was not happy with him, not at all. He didn't even know of what realm she was from, and he was daring enough to try and challenge her? Idiot.
"You are a mortal, act as such and step down, stay in your place within my presence..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 1:27 pm
His tail was whipping back and forth now, he was getting pissed at her. "You can't disrespect something that means nothing to you." He said softly, laying down. His body was almost at complete ease, though something about it screamed that he was ready for anything she might throw at him anyhow. "Yes, you could kill me. Very good. But there is still the chance..." He rolled his eyes, "Even the slimmest, that I could kill you as well." Living and Dying had to do with luck, in his mind. You were lucky to live and unlucky to die. Simple.
His ears flattened back against his skull, only perking slightly forward again after a moment. "How do you know for sure no one has ever pittied you?" He snorted. "And if you think that way than you telling me this crap about your sorrows, or whatever, would bring about my disrespect. And in turn bring about your little hissy fit. There for you brought it about yourself anyways." He mind was sharp, you had to give him that. "Further more I don't have to do anything. You immortals have it all wrong. You think the majority of anyone not godly as underlings. And then you treat them automaticly with a lack of respect, or at least a lack of understanding that we are all equal. You bring about your own troubles, as you have just claimed."
And then she murmered the words of places and he staying in his, proving his point. "No mere mortal, I beg your pardon." He grinned cheakily at her, his eyes flashing with excitement. Why were so many such hypcrites? He could admit (to himself at least) that a lot of faults he pointed out in others he had in himself... but he doubted very much she saw she was also in the wrong. Mostly in the wrong, in his mind. "And if you don't like the place I am in then get out." He said, being a smart a**.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 1:40 pm
Her tail flicked to the side, so he really did think he was better then everytone. "I show no respect to any that do not return the favor, as for killing you, yes, indeed I could, quickly or slowly it would not matter to me, however," she grinned at him, wings extending out a bit, claws scraping against the earth beneath her, "you cannot kill me...I am cursed to walk this earth as I am now for all time...how can you kill something condemned hmm?"
Ryu'Rage did wish she could die sometimes, she had tried it to, sort of depressing in a way, but soemtimes she wished for her life to cease to exist, but no many how many times her blood spilt, she could heal fast, no matter how much blood spilt, she would live.
"No mere mortal? Such a funny game you play Fedha," she spoke his name shortly, this was beginning to annoy her, she was holding herself back now, she wished to rip at his throat, to watch him lay on the ground and bleed, but then again, a part of her wanted to leave right then and there, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"You act as if you are the god's grace upon the earth in mortal form, but you show no worthiness to any by being disrepectful onto others, even if one speaks you should not judge right away, if one walks you should not label them, yet it seems you like to do both?" she ruffled her wings and smirked at him,
"Go on then Fedha, if you are no mere mortal, then perhaps you can kill me afterall...do you think you can take on such a thing as Rage hmmm?" from ehr paws began to eminate her darker aura, the white hidden within her, chained form controlling ehr at the moment. Fedha didn't know what he was getting into. The aura coated her wings, it was at her paws, swirling around adn around. It burned her a bit, but she paid no mind, her own rage was driving her own needs and desires, her rage was driving her heart.
The black aura shot from ehr body and surrounded Fedha, but she did not try to bring his rage out by her powers, she wanted to see him react, be held down by his own idiocy. It swirled around him, encirlcing his legs, under his neck, and forced him to the ground, just pinning him there, holding him down hard. Rage padded over to him, leaned over his face, held her right paw in the air, looking at her sharp black claws, "So...tell me Fedha...what is running through your mind now?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 2:09 pm
Well it probably wasn't a good thing both were stubborn and blind to admitting their own faults. Or perhaps the right word would be mute in admitting."I don't want your respect." He spat. He could gain more worthy gods' respect, but he didn't mention this to her.
Ah so that was part of her goddem, then? Actually if he thought about it long enough saying you could kill a god was as pretty stupid thing to say. Whatever, done was done. She was blunt as a pond stone. "I am a seer. I see the future." Or the past. She should have picked up on that when they were discussing the search for his teacher. He'd gotten too comfortable with the thought that his seerism impressed most gods. While it did... he was bound to run into a god who cared not one whit about the future.
God's grace upon the earth? He liked the ring of that, actually. He should be god's grace. Though god or any of the gods had never done anything for him. Well, that wasn't true. Mrost had pointed him in Na-Be's direction... but it was for his own purposes. "Ah you see what I like to do but you are blind to see that you are doing the exact same."
He almost answered her question, about to say that it was foolish of him to imply he could kill her, but then suddenly everything happened at once. Some sort of Aura slipping around him, freezingim to the ground in such a manner he could only stare at her paws. A nasty snarl slide easily onto his features and his fur tried to stand on end, his ears pressed hard against he skull. He body was trembling, and it wasn't hard to see that he was afraid. But it was also not hard to see how pissed off he was. "Through my mind? How you assholes abuse your ******** powers, Thinking you can walk all over everyone just because you're blessed with freak abilities." It took one to know one, basically. Though truth be told Fedha walked all over others because he thought himself more intelligent than them. He would not admit that he was fearing her right now, he'd just anger her more. Smart.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 2:29 pm
SO he didn't want respect? Perhaps a token of her appreciation for him telling her this, a reminder to watch his tongue around her. She watched him as he growled, his own rage driving him, but it wasn't enough, it was never enough until she might boost it a bit. But perhaps that was for another time, perhaps he would realize that she could aid him, even in the most dire of situations. Perhaps when death would call on him, he would call on her, to push him a bit more, to fight for survival.
So he was a seer?
So what?
"A seer ia a seer, an immortal is an immortal, we each have our own boundaries and restrictions, and desires..." she was still focused on her black claws, wanting to rip into his flesh, inch by inch, deeper and deeper. Yes, that would be nice. "I do what I must, she wished to control this, the dark," she spoke, referring to the light within her once again, "I am what I am, we are what we are, nothing you can do can change that, or the fact you have angered us beyond belief Fedha..."
She placed her paw against his right side and grinned down at him, her eyes dark, "Perhaps next time you'll know better Fedha, perhaps you will need me to drive your rage deeper, to help you survive one day..." She dug her claws in deep, relishing in the fact blood was touching her claws once again. She dragged them a little ways, then ripped her paw from his side.
Perhaps next time he would remember.
She stepped back form him and smirked in his direction, wings extending, she would leave this place now, "Next time, perhaps we can be on a better setting Fedha? Until then..." she waved her right paw with his blood dripping from her claws, and the aura broke free form him, disappearing within ehr once more. The light was returning. "try to control your tongue, perhaps I will try to control my own rage." Then she soared up into the sky, yes, next time might be better.
She move move on once again.
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