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 Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2015 12:41 am
 Claire
Claire felt herself changing as the last of her human blood left her body. She closed her eyes and allowed her demonic nature to take over, erasing her humanity. She grinned and stepped out of the circle. "Thank you, Uncle," she said. "I feel so completely different now. I feel like I'm ready to accept what you offered me earlier."
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2016 6:08 pm
Esabel's rooms were a mess. The slaves had gone back to avoiding her when she'd gotten more unstable. Aside from the bloody patches and splatters, there was a fine layer of dust on most of the surfaces and there was no telling when the bedding had been cleaned. Her playroom was in an even worse mess. There were still a couple of bodies that were in various stages of torture and death, blood everywhere, and the sickly sweet smell of the first stages of decay that was barely covered with the copper and iron scent of the blood.
But past all of that were the signs of a struggle: The bed slid to one side at a corner as if it had been pushed, things thrown into the walls, some of Esabel's sharper toys actually embedded in the walls as they'd been throw at someone but dodged, the imprint of a body in the plaster of one wall, and smears in the blood on the floor as if someone had been dragged.
The one guard sent to get Esabel for Lily had taken in the evidence then reported it to Nalyne. But now he came back with several terrified slaves in tow and watched as they cleaned the rooms thoroughly. He knew that Esabel would be back at some point. Also knew that Lily would have a fit if she saw the state of her sister's rooms.
While everyone was justifiably afraid of Esabel, many had come to care about her for her child-like personality. The fact that it was Hal's death that thrown her into such an unstable mentality had won over many more of them. So there would always be someone to make sure that she was taken care of when she came back to them...
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 8:03 pm
Nalyne led the male on inside and motioned to freshly made bed, "Just lay her there, please. Your payment is on the table in the next room," he said simply and motioned to the other room in the suite. The payment was, indeed, on the table in the next room that served as Esabel's 'playroom' of sorts, though few would have thought of it as that. Most just called it torture. After she was laid on the bed, Nalyne moved to sit next to her and checked on her physical condition. He got to his feet with another frown but shook it off as she started to wake up fully. She looked around but settled on him with a curious expression, "Uncle Nalyne?" she asked softly, her dark eyes shifting to the main door before looking back at him. "Yes, Esabel. You're home now. Lily was very worried about you. Now, I'll make a deal with you. No leaving the base and I'll leave the door unlocked. Agreed? I don't want Lily crying again and I know you don't either. She was very worried about you," he told her firmly but affectionately, obviously caring about her a great deal. Esabel frowned as she did everything: Attractively. Nalyne had to admit that his brother had been a genius in creating her and her sister. Neither of them could be anything less than beautiful. While Ilea was the more sexually alluring and considerably less fragmented mentality, Esabel was the fun version. She did everything attractively: from giggling to crying. Even when she was dying, she was attractive. Though that last one had only happened twice, thankfully. Esabel frowned a bit as she thought, then looked a bit nervous, "Uncle Nalyne? Esabel might have done somethin not so good even though it was lots o' fun," she said then looked off to the side while holding a thumb between her teeth. Nalyne gave a pained groan and pinched the top of his nose between two fingers, "I'd assumed as much, Esabel. Just tell me what the damage is so I can see what can be done about it," his tone said that this was a regular occurrence with Esabel, though it tried his patience. Still, it was nearly impossible to stay mad at her. She was just so damnably adorable... Of course, Nalyne didn't care that the shifter could hear every word as he counted out his payment on Esabel's torture table. He wanted the male to hear it since watching over his wayward niece was job he was offering to the shifter...
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 8:48 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric Paid close attention to what was going on between the two, it was hard to believe they were related but he didn't judge he gained what he was after. the room was different, having a moment to take in the surroundings he noted how clean the rooms was as well as the exotic room one of the rooms were, in his eyes it was hard to believe someone so young would have such a room but then again that was just his opinion. When he was sure payment was paid in full as agreed he pressed the matter he was tired of being left in the dark and was time to get some answers. Wulfric stood by the table for a moment before sitting down "Enough!" he spat out harshly though he was trying to be social his mood was poor and so were the words he spoke. " i've been in far worse contracts but this is the first someone" Wulfric paused for a moment to clear his throat " the first time someone has requested my expertise to retrieve a young girl, the payment was sufficient but it makes me wonder for all the people you have around in this why choose me to do this job, and better yet what is the job you wish me to carry out?" Wulfric stopped for a moment and pulled a Flask out of his vest and took a drink from it... almost instantly his eyes returned to a normal blue what ever features that were starting to show as a result of him changing slightly merely disappeared.
To look into his eyes the fire within was still present, but you could also tell he had seen much in his lifetime for however long that might have been, his Fine Clothes and vest with his armor showing in places was tale of his time in the world as a Lycan. " since arriving here my senses have taken notice of plenty of people close by, some perhaps a little too close, so what is it you want?" Wulfric stopped at that point and took another drink from the flask before putting it away and sitting there trying to be patient but struggling to do so, he'd like nothing more than to cause a little pain given the opportunity arose, one of his hands close to his pistol the other resting upon the table, though one thing was certain the desire to feast was getting close he was going to need to eat soon or problems would arise, but he would hold out for as long as he could until he had the details for the job. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 10:21 pm
Nalyne gave a sharp bark of laughter then turned so that he could see the male’s expression, “Esabel is over ten thousand years old. She and her sister were created by my half-brother. Who is, thankfully, very dead now. She is the way she is and has been since she was created and will be until she finally dies. As for the job of retrieving her, I wanted the best. Someone that would succeed in getting her away from Gurzil and bringing her back home,” he explained, “As for the job offer, I’ll let Esabel explain what she’s done this time then I’ll tell you what the job entails,” he then turned to Esabel with a pointed look. As she sat up on the bed, it was very obvious that she was still naked and covered with the marks Gurzil had given her. “Gurzy took Esabel to one of them sandman farms an’ we had a competition. Esabel won! I did let one of them go to tell the bosses what happened, though. Then Esabel finished the last one. He screamed a lot and bled even more. Then Gurzy let me carve his chest some when we had even more fun,” she explained in total Esabel logic. Nalyne turned back to Wolfe, “I’ll translate that for you: Gurzil and Esabel went to one of the Sandman Alliances farms and tortured all but one person to death. The last one she made sure died slowly and went out screaming in pain. Then she and Gurzil had sex while they carved each other up,’ he let that one sink in for a moment before continuing. “The job offer is the position of her babysitter. It’s actually a combination of babysitter, bodyguard, conscience, lover, and companion. Basically, you keep her from doing crap like that, protect her from those that would harm her or kidnap her to use for their own ends, and make sure she doesn’t get bored. “Do keep in mind that two of her favorite pastimes include teasing the Kiba Wolf Pack’s Alpha until he got enraged enough to attack her; and digging through Gin’s poison stash to mix up a ‘cocktail’ that she enjoys drinking. Keeping her out of the latter is harder than you think,” he gave the male the full description, holding nothing back on it so that he could make an informed decision. Esabel seemed to finally notice Wolfe and crawled across the bed towards him, giving him a very enticing view in the process without intending to. She stopped at the edge of the bed and sat back on her legs, tilting her head a bit and sending her long dark hair to one side of her, “You act like Kiba-puppy did… I like puppies,” she said in a soft tone that teased at the senses before she stepped off of the bed to put herself into his lap. She managed to violate every personal space rule as she cuddled into him and gave a pleased giggle. The giggle was actually an attractive sound instead of an annoying one. Should she have been worried about pissing him off? Quite likely. Did she care? Not really as long as she got a reaction out of him…
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 11:46 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx up to this point Wulfric was trying to be social but when esabel sat down in his lap she caused him to be very uncomfortable, she wasn't as young as he thought she was but then again that really didn't surprise him, considering all that he has seen since he was changed into the beast he is now he didn't have any problem understanding their lifespan. What he suddenly felt now was annoyance, his eyes changed almost immediately to the to the deep yellow. he tried to ignore it but the more he did the more he want to throw her off his lap, at this point he started fidgeting and eventually closed his eyes for a brief moment "So you want me to look after her" at this point he moved his hand away from the pistol, even if he wanted to he was reduced to having to resort to changing should that need came. doing his best to move around the cuddling girl he managed to grab his flask and opened it up "if i'm going to be doing this you'll have to understand i'll need to have access to certain things, and funding is mandatory, i won't be doing this for free." he took a drink from flask but to his dismay it did little to loosen up the desire to change " As for the dogs and the poison well i'll deal with that when i cross that bridge" Wulfric paused once more to put the flask on the table and then rudely dethrone esabel from his lap so that he could stand, it was obvious he was going to be there a while so he retrieved a small pack from his vest as well as a water pouch before taking off his vest showing the elaborate armor that it concealed, it wasn't anything that would be seen today but it was strong and well kept and his weapons well placed, his pistol on his left hip, both daggers mounted on his arms with quick releases so that he could use the daggers fast and his sword on his back with the hilt facing down with a quick release attached to the sheathe... he sat down once more what little he had was on the table off to the side so that it wouldn't be in the way and more than relieved for the moment that esabel was not sitting on his lap.
Wulfric remained silent for a moment to allow what he said to sink in before he continued " as for what i'll need, i tend to my own needs for the most part which entails having access to herbs as well as a tools and equipment to maintain my gear, supplies will be necessary as the situation changes and unfortunately while i do try to limit when and where i transform sometimes that can't be helped and while my armor was built to accommodate such a change some of my clothes were not so at times i find myself having to replace them" at this point he stopped and just sat there, the hunger was starting to get worse but he chose to ignore it for now, push comes to shove he would eat a piece from his rations to take the edge off until he's had a chance to eat. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 12:24 am
Esabel took being forced off Wolfe's lap in stride. She simply moved on to rummaging through the stuff he'd put on the table for a bit. Then she moved behind him and started playing with his hair, completely oblivious to the fact that she was annoying the hell out of him. Nalyne simply gave a nod, "Whatever you want will be provided. Just tell one of the slaves moving around to get it for you. While the Sandman Alliance has more powerful muscle, we have supplies, basic manpower, and funds. You'll get a salary suitably high enough to satisfy," he agreed easily because funds and the supplies were easy to obtain. He focused on Esabel for a moment and frowned over her physical condition. Any one else would have been curled into a ball screaming from the amount of damage she'd taken during sex with Gurzil, apparently in his full demonic form. The fact that she was up and moving, not to mention irritating her new babysitter, showed the level of pain she could handle as well as her ability to take whatever Wolfe had to give if he let himself loose on her. "Esabel, sweetheart... Why don't you get dressed and take Wolfe to the mess hall so he can eat. He's probably quite hungry by now," he suggested softly. That gained an excited sound from her accompanied by some bouncing that was very distracting to any male. Well, any male but Nalyne. He was her uncle, after all. But... Wolfe wasn't neutered so the sight of her bouncing had to be a temporary distraction at the very least. As she moved to rummage for clothes in the dresser, Nalyne focused on Wolfe again, "I know she can be a bit annoying and irritating at times, but it is worth putting up with," he had to grin, "The perks of the job are well worth it, I can assure you," he added before heading to the door. His moving gave Wolfe a perfect view of her a** wiggling in the air as she dug through a lower drawer before coming up with a pair of very short shorts and a tank top that would fit very nicely. As she started to shimmy into the clothes, Nalyne offered one more parting shot, "Oh... And the job comes with full medical as well," he gave another grin and left them alone as she started to run a brush roughly through her hair.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 3:11 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric's Frustration knew no bounds as esabel started getting into his belongings, even as nalyne had been speaking he was getting distracted by the annoyance he was receiving, before long the time to eat was close as Nalyne stood up and told esabel to get dressed to his relief she took off to get ready, the way esabel acted only caused him to question his own judgment in taking this job, the money might have been good but would it truly be worth the headache he was going to be having? well matter not the deal was sealed he was here to look after esabel until the job was concluded whenever that was to happen. up to this point Wulfric had been cordial just because he needed to suck it up and get the job details. now that it was concluded his cordial nature was all but spent, nothing left but deep brewing anger directed not only to himself but because he was a babysitter and because the pip squeak just went through everything before taking off and now had to gather his belongings. all the while his physical appearance started to change bit by bit... by the time he realized what was happening he had already started to completely turn, shoving his gear to the floor he fell to his knees as the change took over, before long his body was no longer human looking, what few clothes he had on tore to shreds thankfully his armor was designed to handle this otherwise he'd have a problem when he returned to normal. At this point he sat down on the ground his form much larger than before the chairs wouldn't handle his weight, his fur all white, a bit rare for a Lycan but compared to most it all revolved around the bloodline that flowed through the veins, and his was rare indeed. though which bloodline he really belonged to was anyone's guess. Wulfric couldn't speak at this point, but the frustration could be seen especially by the fact that he allowed himself to turn, which only pissed him off even more.
it was going to be a long job and going to be a while yet before he was going to be able to turn back to normal, well nothing too it he was going to have to dine as a Wolf... as Wulfric sat there waiting he decided to try and collect his gear has hands being bigger than normal was always a bit of a challenge but nothing he hasn't dealt with before. carefully gathering his things he placed them on the table and slowly put everything into the small pack, and then used a hook to latch it onto the belt that held the holster for his pistol. he was going to be carrying everything for a while so he might as well be ready to leave, with him as he was being civil while he ate was going to prove challenging, in the past he usually went hunting and just ate what he caught but this time was going to be be dining with esabel... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 3:35 pm
Esabel turned and watched as he shifted, only approaching when he was finished and ready to go. Then she moved up to him on bare feet and reached up to pet his arm, looking at him with a surprisingly serious expression. It was almost as if she knew she'd pushed him over the edge like that. After a moment of looking at him and petting him, she moved up on her toes and pressed a simple kiss to his cheek before turning and heading for the door, "Esabel thinks you's make a pretty wolf, Wolfe," she said softly before she opened the door and led the way to the Mess Hall. ((Exit))
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 5:52 pm
Esabel landed on her bed with a bounce that made her whimper in pain, her hands pressed to the belly wound where her blood flowed slowly over her fingers. She laid back and whimpered with her eyes closed tightly, her shoulder and belly burning from the gunshots that had hit her. Luckily, she’d managed to get away before he’d shot her in the head, though she didn’t feel too lucky right now. She looked at the door and considered going to Wolfe but wasn’t sure about moving any more than she already had. Still, there wasn’t much for it… She had to get the bullets out and he was the closest for her to get to… So she forced herself off the bed and over to the door but found it locked from the outside, making her give another soft whimper as she dropped to her knees and pressed her forehead to the door. She didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t open this door. It had been put in place to contain her. She could also get into the room, but when the door was locked she couldn’t get out, not even using her dark energy to do it. “Please… please…” she whispered softly, needing the help but realizing that she wasn’t going to be able to get to it now…
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 6:30 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric finished cleaning up his sword and sheathed it, checking his pistol he made sure everything was alright before holstering it and collecting his gear. Wulfric stopped for a moment he wasn't sure how long he was out but he was still very drained from the fight as well as being shot, the shoulder wound had closed up and was healing just fine the wound to his abdomen was still causing him some minor pain, hed been shot, stabbed before and still he could never get used to how he felt afterwards. his sense were somewhat dulled and he comteplated whether or not to go back to bed and rest a bit longer. Wulfric thought about it a bit longer before he put that idea aside in favor of checking on esabel and making sure she was in her room as well as finding out how he got into his room.
Wulfric left his room, briefly looking down the hallway he saw no one about, must be asleep he thought as he walked over to esabel's door and suddenly had a rush in his senses, something was wrong, reaching for the door Wulfric found the door locked for some reason, but he knew there was something wrong, pulling his pistol out he aimed it at the lock and fired off a few shots which broke the lock. opening the door Wulfric almost tripped over Esabel who was right there, Shocked by what he saw he took a knee and grabbed her and brought her close, "What happened!?" his anger started to boil over as he assessed the injuries she sustained, his eyes had already changed colors and almost drew his pistol on a couple of slaves coming to see what all the comotion was "get help NOW! she injured" both slaves panicked and ran off to find help. turning his attention back to esabel he couldn't help but be angry, had he been able to hold out for a little longer she might have been alright. pulling out his small pack he opened it with one hand and pulled out a small medical kit and started treating her wounds as best he could all the while he couldn't help but wonder when this had happened. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 6:48 pm
Esabel shook her head as he carried her back to the bed, “Just get the bullet out…” she whimpered softly as she moved her hands away from the belly wound. The shoulder was a clean through-and-through, but the one in her belly was still burning. She managed to hold still through it all though most people would have to have been knocked out for what amounted to major surgery. She knew he’d have to open her up a bit more to get to the bullet now lodged somewhere between her liver and… whatever that thing next to the liver was called… She always forgot that one… She certainly had the instruments handy for what was needed in her ‘playroom’ and he simply needed to get to it all. She shook her head again, “After I sent you to your room… He waited… waited till you were gone… I could feel it… made the others attack you first… So I’d be alone… I’ll heal, just get it out…” she whimpered through the explanation as a few more bloody tears coursed down into her hair. But she’d lost time between leaving the swimming area and showing up here, so she didn’t know how long ago it had been. Apparently long enough for her to start feeling the high that came with bloodloss, one of her few weaknesses. Bloodloss, beheading, and mushrooms; though only Ilea knew about the last one and Esabel was ignorant of that deadly allergy right now. Suddenly she gave a weak giggle, “You know… most of the time… Esabel likes to bleed… But not like this… This just hurts…” she said softly, her melodic voice filled with humor and pain mixed together.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 7:25 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric looked over the wound in her belly and sighed "you aren't going to like this" one of his daggers showed up in his hand, he kept the medical kit close by and covering her eyes with one hand he used his dagger to cut the wound open a bit more, blood pouring out much faster he was going to have to be quick, dropping the dagger he put his fingers into the wound and started feeling for the bullet, seeing the pain suddenly surge through esabel, he uncovered her eyes and held her down as he searched and eventually found the bullet pulling it out quickly, she was tough it was obvious but even he would have a hard time with this. grabbing his medical kit he grabbed a roll of gauze from it and started stuffing some of it into the wound to control the bleeding, for a time it would slow it but it was only a temporary means, he'd have to close the wound up so that it could heal and stepped away for a moment to get a few things. he looked into her playroom to find it had more things in it than he could ever believe, and getting the supplies he needed to close the wound was found in short order, grabbing a chair by the table he rushed back into her bedroom and sat down close so that he could work, blood had already started to bleed through the gauze so he pulled it out and started stitching her up, no way to keep the pain in check so he was going to have to work quickly but precise to minimize the pain.
after some minutes of stitching the wound he finished the job and grabbed one more thing out of his medical kit. looking at her he couldn't help but shake his head his anger was high it was obvious someone else was going to die if he ever found out who did this, he looked at the pouch he now held and opened it up inside he took a bit of powder out and grinned "don't touch this stuff otherwise you'll do more harm than good" he sprinkled some on the wound which was causing a burning feeling at the wound, what little blood was seeping through stopped, just as he had finished and started putting things away people started crowding around out in the hallway and started to wonder just what those slaves did or was it because he had fired his pistol that caused people to flock, he cared little at this point and decided to stay by her bed until things improved. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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