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 Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2014 2:19 pm
Uwasa sighed. Somehow she should have known that this was where they would end up. Stallions were useless really. They never seemed to think things through. It all turned into a game of threats and intimidation tactics when things didn't go their way. She had thought Spock would at least have the sense to not turn into the same stereotype the others did. It was disappointing to say the least. She could understand Spock being defensive over his mate but he couldn't have understood half of the subtleties in that sentence.
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"Don't threaten me in my home. Historically that's ended in several deaths." Torao drew himself up to his full height as well and he was no shorter than the feline like stallion. He quickly assessed the cat's strengths. Paws and claws. Sharp hearing. Long tail for balance. Weaknesses, the other stallion. Torao looked lazily towards Kirk. Tall and a draft. Likely to be physically strong but far from the sharpest. Uwasa probably hadn't gotten around to showing them all the traps. It would be easy enough to lead them into a chase ending in a spike through the neck.
Uwasa wouldn't like that though. Torao looked to his daughter. She was furious already.
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Uwasa bristled like an angry cat. Her lips were drawn back in a snarl and her ears were plastered against her head. Her tail was twice the size it usually was. "Enough!" She snapped savagely her pointed teeth gnashing together creating a rather feral sound. "All of you! These are my friends and these are my parents! None of you know each other so stop making assumptions! The first person to make a move to attack is getting bit!" Uwasa's chest was heaving in her fury. She felt like a child throwing a tantrum but in this case it seemed like the only solution. The only common factor here, besides the thick heads of stallions, was her. That made her the only way out of the battle of egos.
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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2014 2:33 pm
Jim stared at Spock as though he had grown a second tail or something. He blinked a few times, before turning to face the stallion, putting his back to Hisoka. Screw the threats. His mate came first. He moved over to stand in front of Spock, his head tilting lightly to the side. Voice lowering slightly, his eyes showed the concern on his face. "Spock... Babe. Hey. What was that?" He asked, concerned. He hadn't even noticed Uwasa's rage yet. He didn't like when Spock acted like this. Last time it happened was... god... Years ago. The stallion flicked his ear back toward Torao for a moment, but didn't dare take his eyes off Spock. When the feline like stallion glanced at him, he saw the old Spock back; the calm, logical stallion he loved.
That was when he heard Uwasa. Blue eyes flicked to lock on Uwasa, before he smiled at her sheepishly. Oops. Leave it to Jim to blow things out of the water. His ears pinned slightly, before he sent her the most "innocent" "guilt ridden" smile he could. "Uh... Sorry, sorry. That was my bad. I'm not used to uh... not being in charge..." He muttered, before turning his head over his shoulder, and stared at Hisoka. He turned slowly, before inclining his head some. "Jim Kirk. That's my name. Uh.. Uwasa brought us." Yes, that wasn't going to settle the little spat, nor the anger, nor the tension, but he could try?
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Spock was ready to attack the stallion. His claws flexed again, and he lifted one paw to take a step forward, but didn't move. Jim stepped in his way, and it caused the Vulcan to look down. He stared at Jim, listening to him, before blinking. For a moment, his eyes grew distant as he thought and calculated. Seven years... Shaking his head Spock sighed as he regained his composure. He nodded at Jim. He was fine. He was good. Uwasa's anger, on the other hand, was something that he would have to apologize for. He never acted out like this... It was not a good sign on his part. At all.
"My apologizes, Miss Uwasa. I did not mean to act as I just did." He said, voice lowering. His ears pinned for a moment, before perking back up. His eyes glanced over to the two stallions, before locking on the closest one to him; Torao. "I did not mean to offend, sir. I apologize for threatening you. It is not usually in my nature. This is your home, and if you wish, we will leave." He offered, sincere in his apology.
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 9:16 am
Uwasa snorted a little but settled as Kirk and Spock remembered their manners. Her golden eyes continued to flick back and forth between her fathers daring them to forget to be civil. Uwasa had very sharp teeth, she might be smaller than all her parents but she could still take a good chunk out of any of them if she needed to.
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Hisoka stepped in before Torao could get a chance. "If Uwasa wishes you here you may stay." He said with the utmost civility. He could feel Uwasa's eyes boring into him as he spoke.
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Uwasa nodded approvingly as the stallions made peace. This was how things should have been from the start. "Now that that's taken care of, let's all have a bath to relax!" Uwasa flicked her tail almost cheerfully as she trotted off towards the nearest steaming pool. She brushed against Hisoka as she went to urge him into following. "We can all have a nice chat in the water!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 12:36 pm
Jim kept a close eye on Spock, his eyes locked on the stallion. He was worried... very worried. Spock rarely acted out like that... like... very rarely. He shook his head for a moment, before stepping a bit closer to Spock. The Vulcan seemed to not pay him mind, so he let his nose lightly nudge at the pale fur on his neck. When dark eyes turned toward him, Jim gave him a look. Eyes narrowing for a small moment, and head tilting to the side. He sighed some, before taking a step back, to give him space. If Spock wanted to talk, he knew Jim was here... Or at least Jim hoped he did. His tail flicked for a moment, the small tuft of hair shifting lightly, before growing still. He didn't know what to say, or do to help Spock at the moment, but he knew he would have to come and talk to him as soon as possible, without the ears of others near by to listen in.
The mention of being able to stay brought his attention away from Spock. He smiled, nodding his head, bright blue eyes locked on the three family members. He almost danced on his hooves, rather excited to be able to actually stay and not be forced to leave. Spock had been so happy ( or seemed happy ) when they had found Uwasa. Someone willing to give them a family and not be disgusted or uncertain of their life style choice. Though they had had their hardships, they never got to the point of violence or aggression... Well, except that one time Jim kicked someone for calling Spock some names that he didn't condone... But that was a totally different matter that had nothing to do with the two of them being gay! "Thanks, man. I really am sorry. Didn't mean to mess anything up or freak you guys out or uh... yea. Ya know. I just kinda have a protective nature." He said, shrugging lightly. He did mean it though; he didn't mean to offend.
Jim blinked and turned his attention to Uwasa. He sent her a somewhat uncertain smile, before looking back toward the waters. So it was time to actually do what they came for, right? Then he could deck himself back in his uniform and be done with the... well that was a stupid thought, really. He wouldn't be done here for a long time... Longer than he realized. He frowned for a moment, realizing he was grounded to wherever Uwasa decided to settle; wherever she wanted to have the children. Shaking the thought, he smiled lightly. It was a tough thing, deciding to build a family, but he wasn't going to stop now. Spock wanted children as much as Jim did, but... It was scary...
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Spock frowned lightly as his ears flicked back. He glanced around at the three of them, uncertain for several moments, before shaking his head with a slight sigh. The tip of his tail flicked lightly, his claws scraping at the ground for a moment, before retracting into his paws. Sometimes it was good being a cat like creature. Vulcans were, as a species, cat like. He tilted his head lightly to the side, before feeling a nose pressed against his neck. He dropped his gaze down to the regular stallion, staring at him curiously, before arching his eye brow calmly. Jim seemed dissatisfied by the responses, and Spock knew that they would talk about it sooner rather than later. He turned his head away, and up toward the two other stallions. Uwasa had mentioned having two fathers; and Spock could only assume this to be them. So they were protective of her, which was logical. Spock would more than likely be protective of his own children, when he had some.
The stallion shifted slightly, his eyes closing for a moment as he thought. Well... Seven years passed. Seven long, long years. He had been matured for that long. And in his culture, it meant it was time for him to bare children; to start a family and progress the lines of the Vulcan species. Though he was startled it had been that long, the effects were beginning to show. He was growing aggressive, and irritable fare more quickly. Just a moment ago was a prime example. He was ready to rip open the tiger striped stallion, but... Jim had stopped him. He sighed lightly, shaking his head slowly, before he focused once more on Jim. He leaned and gave him a gentle nuzzle of his own, almost a spontaneous thing, before lifting his eyes back toward the family. At least they had each other. Hopefully, Spock would be able to keep himself under control long enough to enjoy the company of everyone around him, as well as learn more about them.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Miss Uwasa. I do believe a nice, relaxing bath would be the best for all of us. Don't you agree, Jim?" Spock said, eyes locked on the stallion. At Jim's nod, the stallion smiled lightly. He flicked his tail, and after a moment, his smile faded to nothing. Unemotional and distant as always. He glanced to Uwasa again, before nodding gently, and moved toward the springs. He was unusually cold, after all, having grown up in the desert. It wasn't as warm anywhere else, and over all, he wanted warmth. Hot springs, as a well known fact, were warm indeed. He actually felt as though he yearned for that warmth. He moved slightly closer, before lowering his head as if to sniff the water, eyes curious.
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