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 Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 5:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 7:27 pm
 "Yes! I would love to join you!" said Daimhin enthusiastically. He had certainly been frightened when the skinwalker showed up from nowhere demanding his allegiance but now that he understood what was asked from him he was nothing but excited. He was being invited to join a nefarious organization led by a skinwalker herself! A skinwalker! Now that was a boss worth working for.
"Do you do kidnappings? I've tried some of those myself, you know," he said proudly. "My specialty is pokesoquili. I'm sure it would be easy to kidnap one of those in a group." He smirked at the thought of it. A skinwalker could easily cow even the strongest pokesoquili.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 9:52 am
Samsara was slightly taken aback. After the violence and threats she had to go through with all of her other inductees up until this point, the stallion's blatant enthusiasm was a bit disorienting. She had been prepared to have to bite him into submission to get him to obey, not to have him falling over himself to join her. She wondered whether it was possible that she had misjudged him. Maybe he was useless after all, though the rumors she had heard and his own blithering about kidnappings suggested otherwise.
"You will have to obey me if you want to be part of Mahapadma," she told him firmly. "I won't tolerate you damaging the group with harebrained missions while I'm not there." She glared threateningly at him and showed her teeth. It was time to see how devoted he really was to her cause.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 9:57 am
"That's fine. That works," he replied back, still smirking. Belatedly, he realized that he wasn't behaving very well if he was supposed to be acting like a minion. He knew a thing or two about minions and had been one before. A minion's job was to support and be loyal to the boss, not to grin unprofessionally while the boss was talking.
Abruptly, he straightened up and composed his expression to one of attention. "My mate and I would be glad to serve you. If we run any projects on the side we will ensure that they do not impact or endanger the organization as a whole." It had been too long since he had been part of a proper fiendish organization. He missed the days of being part of the powerful Team Galactic. Mahapadma sounded like a very young organization, but that just meant there was more room to get to the top!
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 10:04 am
"Your... mate." Samsara said the words flatly with an unfriendly and skeptical look at the stallion she had recruited. He was now carrying himself with an almost military precision, but she still found him odd. She didn't like odd. Knowing that he had a mate perhaps just as strange as he was didn't help either. She mentally toyed with the idea of simply attacking him and seeing how loyal he was after.
No, she decided. I will keep him for now and kill him later if he proves more annoying than useful. Pulling herself upward and giving him a disdainful look, she turned her back on him and began stalking away. "Come then," she growled back at him. "Follow me to the lair of the Mahapadma and then get your mate and bring here there too."
With that, she led her newest recruit onward. With him and his mate that made six. One more, perhaps, and then they would be ready.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 10:05 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 5:57 pm
"Go to hell," panted Unenlagia, head hanging in exhaustion. Blood ran in sluggish rivulets down all four of his legs and his mane was matted to his neck. His lips were drawn back in a grimace of anger and fatigue. He didn't have much strength left and he knew the skinwalker could kill him now without even breaking a sweat. The fight was over, but still he defied her.
"The only one... that can command me... is Yazhi," he growled. If only Yazhi had been here they could have killed the skinwalker together. His human rider Yazhi would have sank and arrow into the skinwalker's glaring eyes.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:02 pm
Samsara had to admire his spirit. He looked as weak as a newborn foal but still stared at her like he was going to kill her. His determination and hatred was almost skinwalker-like in its intensity. She just needed to find a way to steal that intensity for her cause. She wanted him for her herd very badly, but if she could not have him she would see that he died for refusing her.
"All skinwalkers are already in hell," she replied with a cruel smile. "Now why don't you join me? I promise you, you'll enjoy it." She had chosen her recruits based on the knowledge that they would never hate what she asked them to do. All of them lusted for death and pain, though some were less able to admit it to themselves.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:13 pm
"I've said 'no' each time you've asked!" Unenlagia spat. He hissed at her and sounded more like a snake than a soquili. He started to walk at her, taking one lurching step after another. "So why don't you take that pelt of yours and get lost?" Lagia was fully aware of the danger that skinwalkers posed. Though he had helped his human to trap and kill many soquili in the past he never would have dared to tangle with a skinwalker. He only was so arrogant with this one because he was certain he wouldn't survive no matter what he did.
"So why don't you kill me? Go ahead and kill me!" Reckless despair made his words loud and sharp. He would die before betraying Yazhi to work for a skinwalker.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:30 pm
Though she was trying her best to hold back and not kill him, Samsara couldn't resist an invitation like that. With a quick bound and a flap of her wings she launched through the air at him and crashed into his side. As he fell she tore at his already bleeding throat with her teeth, just enough to draw out a yelp of pain before she jumped off and took another bound to put some distance between them.
She growled with satisfaction deep in her throat and then whirled around to look down on the felled stallion. He was magnificent lying there on the ground, beaten but not broken. She had to have him for Mahapadma!
"I know that you don't enjoy following," she murmured smooth and soft. "But how about leading?" An idea had come to her. It was an idea that might not work, but she was most impressed by this one out of all her recruits thus far and she needed someone to keep Mahapadma together while she was gone.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:52 pm
The wind was knocked out of him upon impact with the ground and Unenlagia panted hoarsely into the dust. There was a ringing in his ears so loud that he could barely hear the skinwalker talking to him and almost thought he had misheard once he had. He didn't understand why she was asking if he wanted to lead. Clearly she didn't want him to lead her.
"What are you talking about?" he gasped.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 7:06 pm
"You," murmured Samsara. She leaned over him so close that she could feel the heat rising off of him and smell his dusty scent from underneath the blood. "What I'm talking about is you leading my Mahapadma when I am not there... and I won't be there very often. You see, I'd kill you all if I had to put up with you for long." Her voice could have been interpreted as seductive if it wasn't so cold and full of malice and hatred. She was willing to cajole the stallion but would never forgot what she was.
It was perfect. He could be her commander, if only he would agree. "You could be my claws and teeth while I am away."
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 7:45 pm
Claws and teeth. He had often told Yazhi that she was his claws and teeth, though she could never understand him. The deja vu in those statements was eerie and left him silenced. He had always called Yazhi his claws because he didn't believe he had them himself. He had always thought himself lacking in the natural traits that would make him an able predator even if he desired it. The skinwalker telling him that he could be dangerous and powerful was... intriguing.
He could be a predator even without Yazhi. He would never have anything but affection for his human, but now he wanted things for himself and not for her. He still didn't want to work for the skinwalker, but what she offered was too tempting.
"I... agree," he hissed. He waited. She might still kill him even now. Skinwalkers weren't exactly known for their trustworthiness.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 7:52 pm
"Good," purred Samsara, drawing backward and away from him. Seven. That was the number of her Mahapadma now. In many cultures it was a lucky number. She would teach soquili to believe the opposite. She had her many bold and psychotic members. Each one of them was willing and capable of killing. It was the most murderous perfection she had ever come up with.
"Meet me back here a week from now. I'm not going to bother with you more until you're a little healthier." She didn't have the patience to lead him to her group the way he was now and might become overwhelmed by the urge to eat him if he continued to smell so appetizingly of blood. He needed to be strong if the others were to take him seriously, too.
"A week. Don't miss it, or I'll find you." She left him on that dark promise. Unknown to her, she was followed...
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 7:11 pm
Mittrei knew that it was now or never. She was currently in her tiny form and hidden amidst the leaves of a low lying bush. She had been able to spy on the skinwalker very well with this tactic and doubted that she had any idea there was anyone else in the area. Mittrei had originally taken this hiding place to avoid attention and attack, but she had lingered to hear what the skinwalker had to say.
Now the skinwalker was leaving and she she had to make her move. Taking a deep breath, she flapped out from her hiding place and transformed as large as she could be, hoping the skinwalker didn't choose to attack her on sight.
"I want to join you too," she said without introduction.
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