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 Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 11:01 pm
*Reaching out one of his clawed hands, Ice stroked the back of his fingers down Leer's cheek, then turned him to face the dark icy wall behind him, the ice shifting to be thicker past the outer veneer so that a mirror was created*
Look. This is how you were...
*The image of the bartender Leer had onc ebeen, the kernel of darkness in him small...*
..this is how you are now...
*The shift, showing Leer's faunised form with the darkness filling his every inch of being*
... and how you WILL be if you try.
*A final image of Leer practically obscured by the aura of dark madness and power that radiated off him. Ice smirked as he stood behind his childe, his claws resting on his shoulders*
If you desire a woman, take a woman. But do not let her take you. You are your own being. A predator, never prey. For now, you belong to me only because you are learning, becoming. That will end one day. Now. Shall we go get someone to eat? I dont know about you, but Im starving.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 3:49 am
At the word look he lifted his body back to a standing position, his tail curled around his left leg, arms folded over another.
With the first image he showed signs of resentment. Not really happy to be forced to step back and see how pathetic he'd been only a few years back.
He watched with more pleasurable looks as the second image showed his current being. He grinned and took to licking the fang he'd neglected earlier. A rather smug calm over his features.
And with the third image he straight out laughed. Not at the prospect, but with a sick hope and lust. Leer stepped forward to get a closer look, still musing to himself as he stroked a hand over the image in longing. As Ice's claws lit on his shoulders again he found himself muttering, telling himself he'd have that and more one day.
"All mine for the taking...
Yes...a meal would go over quite well now..."
His tail twitched off his leg, already anticipating.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 6:06 am
*Smirking, Ice clapped Leer on the back, grabbed his arm and pulled him through the ice like it was water until they were stood back in the usual areas of the ice chasm, the comforts of the main lounge surrounding them as Ice flopped into a chair, coiling his hooves into the fur rugs*
I volunteer you to go hunting. Up to it?
*The elders grin was full of malice he watched his childe, having carefully slid the death mask of Leer away, where it woudl take up pride of place in his hall of masks, near the two most sacred items which had been returned. Now, Ice merely wanted to see the debauched product of his labours - namely, Leer at work*
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 12:09 pm
"My pleasure."
He took a momment to settle down into a sitting position, and undid the crude amount of blood about his waist, leaving that aside as he shifted his form to help him blend in better with his prey. That of the everyday working man. Casual suit, blue hair slicked back. That accomplished, he stood and dropped through the floor in a shadowy melting effect.
He didn't take a physical form again until he'd landed near Durem. Few noticed his materialization from darkness, and those who did rubbred their eyes and looked away in disbelief. Leer made a gesture of brushing something off his coat and then jumped in amongst the bustling crowd, walking amongst them till he reached an alley where only a few branched off here and there. One building was a bar, the other an old warehouse, one they likely kept some of their stock in. They kept the bar closed during daylight hourse for some reason, so he needn't worry about too many people back here, but he'd an idea for drawing the attention of at least one keen observer.
Black claws appeared at the end of each digit for a mommet as he cut open the radial vein on his wrist and let an adequate amount of blood trail out behind him in. An observant human MIGHT notice it in passing, but any Cainite worth his salt would pick up the scent quick.
Leer let this tail him while he kicked open the warehouse door and weaved his way behind a few crates. Once he'd laid down against them ina sprawled manner, the openned the wound up again and waited for a suitable pool of it to form beneath him as he abondonned the first guise for another. This one yound and beautiful. An innocent, attractive, young female. Long blonde hair, perfect, full figure.
Leer laid there for no more than a half an hour before he sensed a pair of beings stepping in after. both appeared Cainite as Leer had hoped. He'd douted Kine would notice blood in sucha shadowy area, but knew by how strong his was that there'd be some other breed to find it.
The two debated for a momment what to do witht he body. One argued it appeared fresh, and they should take their fill, the other thought it still alive, and it might suit them better in another way first. They laughed at the thoughts they whisperred between each other, then moved closer to lay a hand upon the body.
Leer waited till both were making contact in some manner, one feeling for a heartbeat or a pulse, the other pushing the hea dback, and brushing the curtain of hair around the face away.
From there it was basically over. Both of the fools were rapidly envelloped by a mass of scales and muscle before they knew what had hapenned, let alone realized it was the same being they had initially thought to be a dead girl. under the amounts of pressure Leer applied, their spines broke like twigs under foot. Lungs popped like baloons in the process as well, and while they didn't need air to breathe, it still wouldn't feel pleasant, and should prevent too much noise before Leer could shift back to his faun shape and bind them at wrist ankle and mouth by their own bones as well as patch up any open wounds he'd created to prevent blood loos.
These were afterall for food.
As Leer dragged them back to the Chasm, he dipped back into the main room, much the reverse of how he'd left, the two bodies thrown roughly on the ground as he appeared. Leer guessed they weren't terribly strong Cainites, nor of notable generation...He guessed they may even be Catiffs based on their ignorance and frailty alone, in comparison to himself.
They tried to wiggle and get a look around, but Leer took the liberty of kneeling between them and subduing even their slight movements as he snickered and ofered either to Ice.
"Not the brightest bunch I've ever landed, but these two should still taste better than Kine blood."
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 8:26 am
He wanderred down into the Chasm after having taken a stroll aboutt he scenery. He'd had a lot on his mind recently, and it had proved the perfect thing for clearing his mind. His thoughts fuinally in full order again he began trapsing the halls. he was still humming quietly to himself as he had been when he was walking.
Finally he placed himself in one of the chairs in the main lounge and waited.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 11:40 pm
*Soon enough, an insect liek clicking filled the chasm, and minutes later Ice appeared, crawling down the wall and looking thoroughly pleased with himself as he somersualted down and into his chair, landing with his hooves before him, arms indolently crossed on his knees and inquisitive eyes on Leer*
Well well... coudl it be my beloved protogé and son is waiting for his dear old pa? I do believe he is! And I do believe he is plotting something big... I can SMELL it...
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:00 pm
The noise caught his ears first. Delicate elven shapes twitching to pick it up, working to pin the location of it. He looked about thouroughly, as he usually did, scanning over every little look witha surgical glaze over his eyes. His grin almost begging some one to give him a reason to act upon.
The girn widenned iinto a full smirk as Ice came to land before him. his eyes stopped their careful roatations and lit upon the man he'd been waiting for.
"Your senses are as keen as ever, dear Sire."
Leer crossed one leg over the other and propped his elbow on it, laying his chin over his palm as he went.
"I am indeed plotting, but I will need a little support before it can come to bear fruit."
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:51 am
You seek your first position of power.
*It was a statement of fact, the elder faun's eyes lighting up with amusement and approval as he stood and walked over to Leer directly, kneeling at his childe's feet as he gazed up and sought Leer's eyes*
What is it you want from me, oh demanding and twisted son of mine?
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 6:15 am
"Correct again."
whether a statement or not it was true. Leer's smirk was near literally ear-to-ear now as he looked down to meet Ice's eyes. Something he'd never thought he'd be doing.
"I'm interested to know how the Camarilla would take to having the City of Auria under its hand again. I ask your approval as well as anything that may aid me for if all goes to plan, the young DeSeer and I will have the City in our grasps before too long."
He didn't know exactly how long it would take, but he had confidence that they would succeed. He and Iden had already moved several of the necesarry pieces, and the rest would follow.
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 7:36 am
And you come to me to ask... how interesting.
*Ice fell silent for a few minutes, only his hypnotic gaze burning into Leer as he seemed to consider and think, his mind obviously racing agily over what he knew of the area and the threats around it, if not IN it directly. Ice's ancestry boasted both Sabbat AND Camarilla descent after all.
Finally, after gripping Leer's knees for so long one may consider he'd bonded his hands there... he spoke*
Make any FURTHER petitions to the appropriate Justicar, Prince Leer. And come back with news of your success.
*The elder faun then stood up and gracefully made his way out of the room, hiding the deep, satisfied smirk he bore on his features*
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 10:35 am
*He was dog tired. The way his tail hung limp and shoulder stopped even indicated this as he dragged his hooves over the ice into his home and literally flopped onto his fur covered chair. Bailey appeared and silently handed his brother a large glass of vitae, a wordless glanc epassing between them before Bailey knelt, then grunted quietly as Ice's hand fell upon him, followed by his fang.
After, the faun threw his head back, let out a slow sigh, and seemed to recover himself somewhat*
It's all moving ahead as planned, but there are complications, as ever. I know... so much. Need to write it all down. Has HE been here yet?
No. Why would he?
Because Vengeance is predicatble in this at least. He will come.
You think? After...
After what I did here? Of course he will. That only makes it fitting. Fill the larger jugs and have them ready. Even in this new form, his sense of timing is usually impeccable.
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 10:42 am
"BECAUSE, I see everything, Ice. Even here."
And with that, Midian stood behind Ice's chair, his hands loosely planted over the back of it, he eyes forard as he spoke in that far more human form of his.
"Everything that happens in your wretched icey den I see. And of course your right about Roan in this respect. Lets gets this over with, shall we?"
With this, Midian stepped around the chair, to stand before Ice, possibly to Bailey's left, provided he was also still before Ice. Turning his head, Midian snarled slightly at the more chocolate tonned of the pair before speaking once more.
"I believe an order was given, Fear."
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 10:48 am
*Bailey looked at Ice, who simply nodded once, never batting an eye at Corbin, stood behind him, or even turning to face him*
You'd use that tone here, in this place?
*ic ewas chuckling as Bailey spread his hands in suplication, and walked towards Midian*
Then my reply to you.... MAKE me.
*And thus the masochist plied his hobby, coffee skin gleaming in contrast to Corbin's as he stared u, though not directly into Ego's eyes. He wasnt that foolish... or at least, he didnt want his fun to end that easily.
Meanwhile, Ice drew paperwork from inside a drawer by his chair and laid it outon the table, along with a small knife*
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 11:01 am
Midian simply smirked, without even turning his head, much less his eyes from Ice, and spoke in a much less aggressive, or even vaguely intense tone then Bailey, whilst his hands idly fiddled, thumbs under his belt just an inch and a half from the buckle either side.
"Look me in the eyes and say that, Fear."
He COULD mention rank... He COULD take up the challenge, but really... In the end... He had already won. Midian had issued a command, without hesitation, and Bailey had buckled, by not looking the master of everything to do with his eyes, IN, the eyes. However, in order to accomidate the chance that Bailey WOULD accept the challenge, Midian turned his eyes alone, not his head, and looked down at Bailey's eyes, the obsidian in either already taking over dominance.
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 11:07 am
*Bailey's head moved, but not quick enough to avoid the smart rap to his temple from Ice, as the faun stood and flicked his tail, leaving Fear grinning, but not looking at Midian.. instead, he was looing at Ice*
Enough. You have your toys... this one is mine, brothr dear. Get the drinks.
Of course.
*smirking, and content, Bailey did as he was bid, while Ice turned his eyes up, and met Midian's gaze unflinchingly*
You already know Im going to put a price on this. I have to ask myself... WHY antagonise me? Why make it worse? Or are you beginning to share Bailey's tastes in unlife?
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