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 Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 10:08 pm
Wylde flashed a broad grin at his Ichi's comments. "Fie on your little jealousies. You know I look damn good. Brother, you ought to know that words do not oft sting me."
The tom's attention shifted seamlessly to Tempette, his wide grin shifting to a smile somewhere stranger between fondness for the Somali and an assertive sneer, for the sake of his brother. "Mm. That does the heart wonders to hear. I wouldn't dream of missing this. Not when such a great invite was extended." He bowed his head as she leaned forward to whisper into his ear. Wylde's smile softened a bit and a deep purr resonated from his chest as she came up for air.
He sniffed at the mention of his brother's ill conduct and raised his brows and he smoothed the front of his shirt out. "That's a terrible shame. One would think he'd know how to act better." Wylde blinked and placed one hand over his chest, square over his 'X' shaped scar was, dipping in a half bow. "Mon chere, I certainly hope that none of my actions have caused you any undue pain or worry. If so, I'll just as soon as rub salt into fresh wounds. You would let me know if I ever do such a crime against you, yes?"
Wylde's mismatched gaze drifted to the male who approached and tugged on Tempette's dress. He looked between the two, straightening his posture when she threw her arms around him in a protective squeeze. He offered some semblance of an apologetic smile and lifted the hand that had been placed over his heart to give a slight dismissive wave. "No offense taken. I know my family isn't exactly to most balanced there is out there."
Speaking of, he could practically feel his aunt's presence in the room without even having to look at her. Wylde glanced around and pinpointed both of his parents as well. Wow, it seemed almost the whole Casino was turning out in number. Things were bound to get interesting. The motion of Cheshire pulling her boyfriend out brought a soft little sigh of relief from the tom. Ugh. Mad Hatter was on the lookout. He'd definitely keep on his toes. He at least hoped that he'd get a chance to meet his sister's boyfriend sometime soon. Wylde made a note to ask her back at the Casino.
More movement attracted his attention, another male making his way over. He quirked a brow, tucked an arm behind his back, and offered a half grin when he was asked for his name. "My name is Wylde, from the Casino. Who might you be?" He smelled somewhat familiar and he didn't seem all that foreign. If he had to hazard a guess, he would be maybe another one of Tempette's boys. One of her select few.
Wylde glanced towards Temp when she flashed an apologetic smile and moved off towards his brother. His attention shifted back partway to the male who had addressed him. Ichi's raised voice caused the tom to half turn to keep an eye both on Aki as well as to stare pointedly in the direction of Tempette and his brother in time to see Ichi wander off towards the bar. Damn it. Things were always so complicated. "I don't care how pissed you get. Ladies ought to be treated better." He muttered, mostly to himself but loud enough for Aki to hear.
He was really hoping that the family drama would at least quiet down some. This party was packed and it seemed the issues that bubbled under the surface of his family was just roiling around, itching to get out. He didn't have any strong hatred towards their father. Of course, he had gotten out much better compared to his older brother. He fought hard and often in the Facility, against others, against the people, hell, even against the very cage that they had put him in. Most procedures that he had been subjected to were done with at least some dosage of anesthesia. Wylde sighed, brows knitting low on his forehead. "Tempette," He called, opening an arm towards her, an invitation to come back over. "Please don't let things get you down."
His body stiffened and fur bristled when Madness reacted, picking up and hauling Ichi across the dance floor before starting to head towards the door.
Wylde advanced a few steps, ears pricked forward and dual colored eyes locked on his father and brother. His body practically shook the tenseness that was building up between his shoulders. "Madness...Dad," He shook his head, gaze never leaving them. "Non, not here. Later, at least back home. S'il vous plait." He almost suggested to have some reason, but that was often few and far between. He didn't shout. More fussing wouldn't calm things down. Of course, he didn't know if he'd be heard over the music of the din of the others conversing and going about their evenings.
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Heika wasn't much fond of the taste of alcohol. If she had a drink with any in it, that would be all she tasted. It might be said that she had a picky palate, but she didn't really know. All she did know was that she didn't like the taste of it. Or of coffee for that matter, too bitter. She glanced around and gave a slight wave to the fair Selkirk who glanced her way (CC). Her attention was drawn to the male who drew closer to her before speaking.
She gave a bit of a smile and laughed. "Is it that obvious? Oh, that would be lovely! Thank you." The mixed breed shook her head with another little laugh. "No. You're not setting off any creeper alarms. So, you're okay." Heika nodded as she listened. "Absolutely! The more friends the better, particularly if they turn out to be of high quality. As for the offered drink, I think I'd just like a virgin strawberry daiquiri. My dads would probably never let me out of the house if I came home drunk. I couldn't miss coming out though. Oh! Where are my manners? My name is Heika," she stated with a smile and extended a hand to him. Her attention shifted briefly to the one armed cat that marched up to the bar, inadvertently sidling a little closer to Phenex. Soothing flaring tempers and squabbles between siblings was one thing, but dealing with obviously angry strangers made her hair want to stand on end.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:28 am
Denali smiled at the male as she kept one ear turned towards the conversation...nope now it was an argument. She would worry about it later. She was having fun with this young one here. "Mmmm ma accent you say? I do try to be cut as oft as possible." she said as she flipped her hair and touched the males arm. "11 of you huh? And i thought my 3 were bad enough." she said. She sipped her drink with a smile as her tail flicked in anger as she heard the fight getting worse. She glanced over to see Ichi down some shots and then Madness fling him across the room. "If you will excuse me thats me...mmm amore and my son, his son too. I must go referee this." she said kissing the boys head, downing her drink and going to the window to watch from a safe distance. She wanted to see how Ichijou would handle this. It was important to her that they get along. She didn't know what to do...She loved her son, but Madness was...well she was in love with him. She never thought it would happen. Shed been with so many males...females...never...anything like him. It broke her heart to watch them fight but they needed to do this. She would interfere if it got too much though. She felt her eyes watering even though she didn't want to in public.
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Phenex smiled at the girl and nodded. "Well I'll have to make sure you have lots of fun here then wont i?" he said with a smile as he ordered her virgin drink. He got him self a martini and smiled. "Well would you like to sing? I can set you up on the karaoke machine and sing with you if you like. I love to sing. I work off and on in a different bar. My Aliel comes sometimes too. Would you like to si-" hes interrupted by the male near them getting lifted by what he heard to be his father and tossed across the room. Well that seemed extreme did it not? "Lets hurry someplace less volatile." He said as he lead her by the shoulder once the drinks were placed for them. He took her out to the side of the dance floor. "My name is Phenex if i didn't tell you. I do hope you know this doesn't happen all the time at the bars, just...when drama is high i think." he said as he frowned and sipped his drink. "As i was asking would you like to sing or should i entertain everyone by my self?" he said. He didn't care there was a fight, he just wanted to get up and sing.
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Ichijou was shocked that he was off the floor...and now on the floor across the room. He rolled and jumped up and glared at his father. "Don't talk about mother like that! I had to be the man. I had to grow up and be strong! You wernt a father! What the hell did you want me to do!? Huh! Sit around like mom and wait for someone who doesn't love me to come play daddy! I wasn't going to do that. It would have made you happy to just have us die. Like you give two shits what happens to us in the first place. You let my sister be attacked and brain washed by your sister! And you play with moms heart!" He was at this point picked up again, wishing to god that he had his knife on him, and taken outside where he was tossed to the ground again. He rolled to his feet and stood.
"Oh yeah cause thats what you should do huh? Beat up your child and rip his eye out. Remove some limbs. Father of the year right there." he said as his eyes watered. He never had wanted to really have a fight with his father. He had tried hard today to prevent this. He gritted his teeth and used every bit of force he had not to cry. "Why do you care how i act? WHY! You hate me! I know you do. You would rather any of us be there so you can have mom all to your self. You have to think its all about you! Like i do this just to piss you off." he looked away and had to fight for control of his tears again, his body shook and his stub hurt so bad from his two rolls on the ground now. His hand was a fist and he felt his control of his tears leaving him. "You don't care. Just ******** kill me already if your so set on it." He said calmly as he looked up at his father. "All i ever wanted was you there. And you never were. Just some phantom to come sleep with mom. So come over here and kick my a** if you need to, or kill me. But stop thinking you can treat me like a son when you haven't been a father." he said.
Ichi has accepted that Madness might kill him for this. But as a tear rolled down his cheek that he quickly brushed aside he realized he just wanted to know that his father needed him. He saw Denali in the window and had heard Wylde say something when he was being taken outside. If he made it out of this fight he would still atleast yell at his p***k of a brother.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 8:10 am
The Somali’s eyes widened her face turned to wylde for a bit… till madness seemed to snap, then it all happened so quickly… Itchi flying… a loud ear piercing scream erupting from her lips. She stumbled, unsure of what to do… of where to go… of how to get Itchi to stop, to get him away from his father. “TEMPO!!!” she screeched, amber eyes searching, without finding him. Temp ran after Itchi, his father and wylde when they went outside, her face pale of all color. “STOP IT! STOP IT!” she cried, knowing if anything Itchi was provoking the male further. “DON’T DO THIS.” Temp stumbled into Wylde, feeling hot tears on her face. She knew Itchi would never love her, could never love her… but she didn’t want, couldn’t watch him be torn apart in front of her. She loved him, but she wanted the emotion returned in full. She buried her face in Wylde’s chest, not sure of how to proceed, or if to at all.
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MH’s attention was drawn by something flying through the air. She knew it wasn’t a bird, but for some reason that analogy caught her attention. A slow smile came across her face, growing wider when a shrill scream cut through the air. “mmm yummy.” Her tri colored eyes turned back to beileil. “beautiful, we will play later.” MH strutted toward her brother, to see him throw his insolent son once more. Most of what the boy was screaming made no sense to her. But the memories Madness was bringing up made her shudder, made her remember what she refused to recall. “backa.”
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Alice paled, her hand automatically gripping CC’s hand when she heared her daughter cry, she whipped her head around, black hair a cloud around his face, their faces oh so close now. “Tempette!” she called, barely able to make out the soft red fur in the distance that belonged to her daughter.
Golden eyes turned back to CC, worry creasing her brow. She bit her lip, looking for the other adults, not really aware of CC even though she was nearly ontop of him now.
[so sorry, I’ll post for the others when I get home.]
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 11:56 am
Lila scoffed slightly at the black cat as the youth walked off with a female in tow "Nothing to figure out friend, it's a simple equation - the closest possible threat equals the first rolling head and so on and so forth until either threats or heads run dry" She told him in a far to chipper tone, though in all honesty the likely hood of her actually trying such a thing in this crowd was slim. It was more likely she'd merely seek the nearest possible exit and throw her comrade through it, leaving the troublemakers to sort themselves out. Rolling heads would be the result of a direct and focused threat, which she didn't expect quite yet given Red eyes penchant for keeping his head low...so far.
"And I said thank you" She told him as she sipped her drink, letting her eyes rove over the crowd for a few moments before looking back to him "But I can pretend to relax if you insist" she told him, leaning back against a nearby wall and feigning a look of pleased interest, why she even let her tail twitch in time to the music flinging on the approachable female mask she'd often used to lure male targets into dark areas from which they rarely emerged.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:42 pm
BC grinned at her "effort". "The motions are better if nothing else." There had been a time when Lila didn't even bother, so he had no doubts that the mercenary was better at adapting than when he last saw her. "And hearken, a fight looms!" he told her, red eyes now fixated upon several yelling youths. One was even thrown, how marvelous the distance! BC chuckled and sipped his water once more, for all the world a gentleman in the corner: like he was watching a simple horserace, awaiting results for a bet.
Mind, the only thing that was somewhat disappointing would be the one-armed one's and his father's angst-filled rages. Perhaps it wouldn't have been so bad if the black cat's ears weren't subjected to their respective . . . whines, he supposed he could call it. Curiously, The Facility was mentioned; he made a mental tab about these two, perhaps the others like them. There was a mention of taking the fight outside, but BC hoped it would stay within, even if he was going to be forced to listen to a family feud. "Perhaps to trigger others . . ." They all seemed connected somehow; it was fascinating!
Ah no, there they went. He glanced at Lila. "Two more survivors of that place, maybe more counting the family," he murmured to her. "Possible candidates, but I do so hate adolescent angst. Perhaps convincing the father will convince the son? Or no, they seem to have a rocky relationship . . ."
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Ah, that hit the spot, like a blossoming flower in the pits of his so-called bottomless stomach . . . Wait, was that sensible? No wait, sensual. Mmm, sensual. A bottomless stomach with a pit? Not very sensual or sensible . . . Hey wait, there was a big warmth growing in his hand, and for a moment CC looked down to see if his pants had come down for . . . No, clothes still on. Weird, then what was -
And when he turned his head, CC was eye-filled with the woman's face marred with worry, her gold eyes wide. and then it turned all silky black in his vision again as she turned her head about to find something. Someone? Damn, but he was getting close to being hammered. "Tempette?" he echoed after her, the glass tipped to his lips but not enough to drink from. Hey wait, something was going on. A crash, a lot of yelling and cursing, cats getting out . . . Someone fighting? CC blinked owlishly, shifting a little on the chair as he grasped at his wits. "Somethin' wrong, ma'm?" he asked, still keeping that stupid southern accent.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:00 pm
Lila rolled her eyes if only slightly at his comment - yes lets play the part of actors on a stage because thats pretty much all the actions were, an act. But if it did the job then it did the job she thought offhandedly as the fight bloomed across the room. Family drama it seemed like, though she too caught the word 'facility' her ears pricking slightly. As the fight did not seem destined to come their way at the moment she hazarded a glance at Red Eyes after he spoke.
"Perhaps separated they would both be useful" She suggested, placing them both in the same arms of his growing forces would just invite trouble..but if one could be recruited for one job and the other to a different job they might both be of use. "Though the one does seem quite hot headed and the other plagued with youth, they could be nothing but trouble. Hard to tell." she replied with a slight shrug.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 3:11 pm
Madness snarled and stood over the idiotic child, glaring down at him as his claws bit into his palm. It was when his other son spoke that he bristled again, snarling over towards Wylde with dark eyes.
"Back off or you're getting your a** beaten, too. I'm sick of you two talking back. Maybe I should let MH have a swipe at you, too. Would that work? Cheshire doesn't talk back," he hissed loudly, looking back down to Ichi as he rambled on...and on...the tears only made him smile, the insanity showing through finally after he'd pushed it down for so long to be a father--a bad father, but a father. He hadn't murdered them, hadn't kill Denali when she was pregnant, accepted that these kids were his...that was pretty good for him, in his opinion. But apparently it didn't matter right now.
His twisted thoughts went in every other direction as the kid shut up finally, making him snarl down at the kid. Lifting his foot, he press a boot firmly to the kid's throat, trying to shut him up. "You talk too much," he growled, arching a brow, "You suffered. Obviously it's not getting in the way of your brother and sister. What makes you so goddamn special that you have to suffer longer than them? You think you're more tortured because you lost a limb?" He laughed at the screech from the girl, hearing Tempo being called for...he knew who the cat was, but was unafraid.
"If you ever...ever decide to talk back to me again...I'll end it right there...whether Denali wants to keep you or not, I'll take it into my hands. End your suffering once and for all, hmmm?" He narrowed his eyes, slowly moving to crouch down over him, pressing his book a bit more firmly to Ichi's throat, "I can treat you however I like...because I'm stronger than you...and the weak will be offed unless they get stronger."
Ah, yes. s**t went down. Mir nodded to the woman, tipping his head down as he watched her leave...frowning a bit, he stood, looking around for his father when Tempette screamed. Hm.
There he was--he saw what was going on. Arching a brow, he waited. And watched.
Tempo--well, to say in the least...didn't want to get into it. No one else was involved, no one else was getting hurt, Ichi had seemingly asked for it...he released a breath and made his way over towards where Tempette, Wylde, Ichi and Madness were.
"Hey now.." He breathed, trying to keep quiet. He didn't know the man that was on top of the kid, but obviously they knew eachother, "This is supposed to be a hands-off party, you know? I think we should calm down." He got a look from Madness from the corner of his eye--one he remembered from the facility. Frowning, he drew his ears back and moved over to Tempette, taking hold of her arm, "Come here," he mumbled, pulling her over to him since he didn't see Alice in sight.
"Bring your fight somewhere else...and dont drag anyone else into it." He wasn't going to get physical, wasn't going to pry them off of eachother. It wasn't his business in the least. So...why get into it? He was just there to protect the rest of the party-goers and make sure that they didn't get dragged into the insanity.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 3:11 pm
Nodding at her questions, Jiyong played with some of her hair. Watching Tempo leave, Jiyong huffed before kissing Jin's forehead. "Michiki your friend? I'll meet her when we get home," he promised. Opening his mouth to continue to say something, he stopped when he heard...a scream. A scream? A woman's scream...what was going on?
Standing, Jiyong took Jin's hand and lead her out of the room and back into the party, blinking as he looked around. "Tempo?" What was - and then he saw a strange-looking tom literally throwing that one-armed kitten out the door, shouting something about ripping off limbs or "What the hell?!"
Oh, a nickname...blinking up at him, she couldn't help but smile widely, her fingers playing with the empty glass. Relieved when the woman walked away, Misun bit her lip and shifted in her chair. Was she a bad person, for wanting this boy to herself..? Probably.
"What?" she asked, holding up her glass and tapping it in question. She didn't want to make him get up and get her another one, but she had no idea what it was called...something yummy and hopefully non-alcoholic. Moving to get up from her chair, she stopped as she saw something out of the corner of her eye - a fight? Everyone was rushing towards the doors...pointing in confusion, she looked over to Belial with wide eyes.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 3:17 pm
Humming a bit when MH wandered away from them, he looked back to MiSun and smiled. He didn't plan on leaving--but the screaming and cussing and fighting told him otherwise.
"Shirley temple," he responded, reaching out to take the glass from her gently. Bartender was busy right now, so...
He set the glass down and stood, reaching over to take her hand softly, "Dea, let me bring you back to your father...things are getting a little, uhm...dramatic," Belial murmured, smiling at her before helping her to her feet. He could see JiYong in the distance...with one of his other kids, he looked panicked. And he could hear his sister screaming.
Walking MiSun over to the blonde, he smiled up at JiYong and offered the woman's hand over to him, looking back to MiSun, "My sister seems to have dug herself a nasty grave, so I'm going to help her out of it. I hope to see you again, Dea."
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 3:45 pm
Tempette let out a soft sob, looking up when Madness directed his attention to Wylde. “No…” she said weakly, feeling herself grow a bit faint with the idea of her love being torn apart. Any of her loves. Distantly she felt her claws sinking into Wylde’s flesh. Then she was being pulled backwards, into strong arms, her hands still clinging to Wylde. Temp tipped her gaze upward, looking at Tempo’s chin… it was the strangest thing, she saw his lips moving… but no sound came from them. With wide eyes she looked around hands turning white with how hard she was clutching at her beau, gaze scanning the crowd for anyone that could help… to get Wylde away.
Then Beliel came into view. She started running, bogged down by the strength of Tempos hands, and her grip on wylde. Adrenaline pulled her forward, broken free of Tempos grasp and crashing into her brother, one arm flinging around his neck, burning her face there. “Make… make them stop!” she said weakly, eyes closed. Temps hand closed firmly over Wyldes, hoping she had got him out of the line of fire for now. One of her boys was being tortured, one pending for torturing and the other… her kitten… with his worst nightmare in the room, and she was in shock. All was just dannnndy.
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Alice looked around, her mind trying to catch up to her maternal instinct. What was going on? Alcohol slurred her vision, and muddled her mind. She caught the name CC mentioned, her brow furrowing. “Yeah… my… daughter?” Her gaze followed the group outside, unsure of how to proceed.“come with me?” she said softly, indicating the door and who knew what else, her palm flat up asking for his hand.
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Some form of sanity was reaching MH for some reason, maybe it was the mention of their previous home, of a time before they were like this that made her step back and really -think-. Cheshire would not be happy if her brother was killed… and she wanted her daughter happy. Without thinking she sauntered in between Itchi and Madness, flinging her arms open like a sacrificial victim. “Stop it brother!” Her eyes met his, clouding for a moment before she dropped them, putting both hands lightly on his shoulders. “Chesh will hurt.”
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 4:55 pm
She watched the boy move away with a slight frown, taking a few moments to read exactly what he was trying to say. Maybe it would've been easier if her body would just stay still for a moment! Regardless, Ella could read Dae's expression and guess as much his sentiments. "Hey now, it's alright," she told him. "I won't be staying long myself either, but we might as well try to enjoy ourselves while we're he-"
And then of course there was the yelling and the sudden stroke of violence, and then the several cats that stalked outside, leaving Elarinya a little breathless with shock. A housecat all her life, she had only ever seen physical confrontation on the television when her master decided to watch; in fact, the only "fight" she had ever been in previously was a run-in with a dog that had scarred up her right hand to begin with, and that could hardly be called a fight due to the one-sidedness. Thus she only stared with something between quiet horror and owlish-eyed confusion. Eventually she found her voice again, clearing her throat and trying to remain calm after the dispute was moved outside, even if her tail twitched a little nervously now. "Or, well, we might leave now if you like. I wouldn't want you to try and go home by yourself . . ."
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"Perhaps. Shall we eavesdrop for now or leave them be, in your opinion?" he asked, casually beginning to pick up his cards as if finished with his game. "And as an afterthought while I can still get it in your somewhat sobered mind, I do think that for the best results, you should handle the father and I the son. You aren't very good with children, you know."
A strangely humorous image of Lila spanking a child with the flat end of her sword entered his mind then . . . followed by the child's wails infuriating her so much that she turned the sword and began slicing its buttocks instead.
"Mireu, how much for her drink?" he asked, as it seemed the boy's conversational companion had left him, leaving him only to watch idlly.
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"Daughter . . . ?" Huh, guess he was right to assume it was her kids. Wait, he had already solidified this assumption. God, his head tingled . . . And she was asking for him to come along? Weird. He didn't know any of them whatsoever, but then again there was such thing as kindness from strangers. Did he feel like being generous today?
Hmm . . . Eh, why not. He could always bail if things got too hairy. "As the lil' lady asks," CC replied with a nod, quickly downing what he could of the white russian before setting it down and standing up on . . . Whoa, the earth moved there, man! He steadied himself on the stool and took in a deep breath to avoid becoming too dizzy or light-headed. Slowly he reached up, feeling for his halo to makesure it was still there, and then straightened out his tie. Gotta look professional when you're going hero, yes? "C'mon, then," he said, taking her hand as they headed outside to see what the mess was about.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 4:57 pm
Ichijou looked up at his father from the ground and snarled. "The only one who fights my brother is me! You have no feud with him! Hes mine! And Cheshire doesn't talk back because shes scared to! I don't care how scary you are. You don't scare me...Cause my fears are losing my family. I had to be the father to them. To Cheshire when she came back horrid, dirty and half starved when she got away from your sister." he didn't care she was right there.
Suddenly there was a boot pressing down on his neck and he couldn't breath normal any more. He hissed and his hand clawed at the large boot that was on his throat. He could hear Tempette getting upset but at the moment he liked it. Teach her to push him aside for something that wasn't his fault! She'll have his stupid brother to go to. He didn't want to hurt his throat saying more with the large boot pressing his throat closed. He just looked up into his fathers eyes, filled with hate. He sobbed softly, but didn't advert his eyes. Was it so bad to want a father? Someone who would talk to him and stop being a d**k? He gripped at the boot and glanced at MH as she tried to get him to stop crushing him. He closed his eyes. Was this going to be the end of his relationship with his father? He fought to breathe, waiting for his father to remove his foot. His vision was going a little dark now and his brain was fuzzy. He guessed his father really didn't care about killing him.
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Denali couldn't take this any more. too many people were getting involved now. She walked out the door and over to them. "Please let me MH." she said as she looked up at Madness and then at Ichi. She rested a hand on Madness's arm and looked into his eyes. "Please...Don't. I've lost one child already. I Cant stand to loose another. Just ignore him. He only fights with you to get interaction with you. I cant stand to see you guys fighting all the time. He just tries too hard to keep me happy."
She stepped closer to him and rested her hand on his chest. "Please...don't take him from me." she said softly. Her tail hung limp and her heart pounded at the thought of her lover taking the life of her child. She knew he asn't normal, but she wasn't in her own way either. And Ichi was exactly like she had been as a child. She had gotten to be strong and in charge of everything at a young age cause she didn't have parents, she grew up fast and did as she please. Afraid of no one with nothing in her head to tell her to stop doing what she was doing, or to not fight who ever she wanted. She looked at Ichi, who was turning a little blue at the moment, and looked at MH surprised that she had given a ******** to try and stop this in the first place.
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Jin looked at her daddy as he said they could meet Michiki and smiled before she was taken out side. She looked around at the fight and gasped, clinging to her fathers leg as she watched it. "Daddy is that boy going to die? I don't want someone to die! Don't let them kill someone!" She cried as she looked around. She saw a boy bring MiSun over, her sister she didn't get to see very often. She felt he eyes fill with tears at this...she had never seen such a thing as a fight...everyone was nice to people wasn't that how it went. Why did there need to be fighting? Cant people be nice to one another? She looked up at her daddy and sniffled. "Does everyone do that alot? Try to kill each other?" she asked not sure why someone would fight.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 5:19 pm
Wylde's face seemed to become set in stone when his father's ire briefly shifted his way. He set his jaw and didn't say anything back to Madness. There wasn't anything to be said when whatever reason was buried under rage. Talk back? Hardly! He just wanted the tangled mess to be swept under the carpet for now. He didn't see any point in having the doors of their lives thrown open wide for all to see, in a crowded party no less.
His attention immediately snapped back to himself when Temp stumbled into him. Tears were streaming down her face and she looked so very distraught. Instinctively, he wrapped an arm around her and tried to wipe away her tears, shaking his head with creased brows. "It never lasts long," Wylde muttered half to himself and half to Tempette, in the hope of at least attempting to be comforting. "It's like a bomb or a natural disaster. The real bad stuff comes fast and hard but goes away pretty quick..." He decided it might be helpful if he kept the thought of the aftermath to himself though and that quick might be a relative matter depending on how one defined it.
He glanced towards the door and back down to the Somali at the feel of her claws pressing into his flesh. She was holding on to him just so hard and so desperately. It kind of stung, but he didn't really care at the moment. Wylde gave her a little squeeze before Tempo's approached drew his attention, lifting his gaze to meet him when he reached out and took hold of one of Tempette's arms. The tom's ears swiveled about as he attempted to place his family.
Wylde almost stumbled when Tempette took off for her brother, getting towed along away from Tempo and farther from the fighting. Everything was going so fast. He was lucky to catch himself from stumbling and righted himself when the Somali threw an arm around her brother. He lifted his hand that she clung to and kissed the back of her hand before folding both of his hands around hers, holding it over his heart. He was there, unharmed, just a bit shaken from the fight between his father and brother. He had no intention of going anywhere.
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Heika nodded. "Absolutely! You're going to have to make this a memorable experience so that I want to do it again." Of course, since she had already made up her mind that she was hellbent on having a good time, he wouldn't have to work all that hard to keep her happy. She laughed. "Really? Me sing? I've not really sung in front of anyone outside my family." The mixed breed perked slightly. "You work in a bar? Which one?"
She made a face at the commotion that the fight was causing. She had been about to look around for the center of the commotion, but returned her attention to Phenex when he spoke to her. "Agreed," Heika said with a nod. She collected her drink and followed along as the tom directed her elsewhere to a place along the dance floor. The girl sniffed and took a sip from her drink before offering a bit of a smile at learning the male's name. "I was thinking and hoping as much. It's nice to make your acquaintance, Phenex." She took another sip of her drink and glanced towards where the karaoke machine was. Giving a humming sound as she weighed the idea against other things, Heika grinned set her drink down on the table. "Hm. Sure! I think I would. If I don't, I might regret missing out on the chance to try and break the tension that seems to be so prevalent right now. Right?" She chuckled. "What shall we sing? Or shall we just pick something random when we get up there?"
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 6:25 pm
"I'm not anywhere near drunk" Lila retorted with a slightly arched brow, swirling what was left of her drink around in her cup. "I wouldn't even consider the prospect tonight, it takes more then one drink to pull me under" She informed him as as though offended by the very thought of getting drunk after only one drink, or perhaps offended by his thinking she would do so at this point in time. it was hard to tell with Lila sometimes and she wasn't about to spell it out for him.
"Children are irritating" Lila stated with a slight smile, but she none the less nodded "Though I'm not sure that either are in the mood for a recruitment drive tonight" She continued with a glance in their direction. "They seem to have something else to work out first"
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 5:31 pm
Glancing back at BC, he shook his head in response to his question, "Dont worry about it," he mumbled, looking forward again before narrowing his eyes. With that, he made his way towards the back exit, figuring he could circle around the side to get a better look than pushing through the crowds of people. This was bound to get interesting.
After leaving MiSun with her father, he quickly made his way to the group--including his sister. Jerking a bit when she came at him from Tempo, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly...he'd never seen her this distressed. It bothered him...but he couldn't take his eyes off of the scene playing out in front of him.
Furrowing his brow, he rubbed his sister's back softly, trying to calm her, before glaring over at Tempo, "Not going to do anything?" He snipped, pulling his sister back a few steps to keep her out of harm's way.
Tempo gave a few stuttered words as response...what was this, a family affair? Glaring over at Belial when he snipped at him, he snorted before taking a step forward...then MH and Denali stepped in, as well. He knew Denali, but not much of this male's sister. So, he paused, and kept back, not wanting to get into something that wasn't his business.
Go figure he'd feel like an a** after taking the kid's knife--but bloodshed wasn't worth it. Fingering the said blade, he slid it out of his belt...only to slide it quickly across the ground, the metal scraping the concrete, then bounced against the kid's thigh, luckily just the hilt. He didn't know the drama, he didn't know the family...all he knew is that this kid needed to defend himself.
Snarling down at the child, his child, he shoved MH away from him and glared back at her, "Hold your tongue," he snipped, loosening his crushing book from the kid's neck so he could breathe. He didn't usually snap at his sister--it didn't happen often at all. But right now he was dealing with his child. Not hers. Whether she thought Cheshire was hers or not, she was still his...and he'd deal with her later, as well.
It was only when Denali came up and touched him that he bristled and glared back at her. "What is wrong with you," he hissed, relieving a bit more pressure from the kid's throat. "You expect me to take him? To kill him? I see your lack of trust, how great," with that, he laughed. Full-on laughed. These people were crazier than he was, which said something.
"You need to keep them in line. You, of all people, should discipline and keep them from talking back like this. Their lack of respect for me is disgusting, especially when it's this easy to take them down..." He went rigid, then pointed down to Ichi with a sharp talon, "He will get himself killed at this rate. He will ******** up, say something wrong, do something wrong. And whose fault with that be? It wont be mine, because I didn't take up the caretaker responsibilities."
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