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 Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 10:29 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric laid there for a time, his wounds had healed better than they did when they healed on their own, truth be told he felt better than he ever had in a long time. sensing her hesitation he couldn't help but wonder what she had in mind, bringing her closer to his body and giving her a meaningful hug with a kiss on her cheek to ease her mind he replied "it's alright i'll help however i can, if there is something more you desire then allow me to handle it no matter what it is, i am tougher than i look and the Wolf within more than makes up for any short coming my human form may have" he spoke the truth his scars upon his body were prove of the resilience both halves had for most forms of pain and displayed much higher levels of strength when they worked as one, though the truth behind his power revolved around the full moon cycle which limited his potential by half, he was strong but he could be stronger but those days were few and far between that he didn't rely on that strength except on those moments when careful planning was required and extra strength was almost certain to be needed. His mind was clear his senses focused so it was no surprised that he felt something was off, but he chose to ignore it for now there would be time enough to investigate what he was sensing when he was sure that esabel was well taken care of, and for the moment that was all he cared about. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 10:59 pm
Esabel raised her dark eyes and let her lower lip slide out from between her teeth, “Esabel likes to be chained to the wall… and have the flogger used on me,” she whispered to him softly, unable to hide a shiver of pure desire at the thought of it, “Doesn’t have to be now, so you can think about it. But it’s been about three years since the last time,” she told him, hoping that he wouldn’t react badly to it. Truthfully, she’d given him a tame example of what she wanted. The leather flogger wasn’t the only thing on the wall. And she’d had them all used on her at some point over the last ten thousand years… Outside the room, Kas the guard was also feeling a bit nervous. While he was a basic human, he still had the instincts for bad situations. He could feel that something wasn’t right but couldn’t see any threat visible. Still, his hands stayed close to his weapons, just in case. Unfortunately, he never saw the garrote that went around his neck… Someone out there really wanted Esabel gone… Permanently…
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 11:50 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric grinned at the thought of strapping her up to a wall and nodded "maybe later perhaps it is about time we freshened up and went to see your uncle, he'll want to know you are alright and seeing you walking will be relief enough for him" he paused for a moment to kiss esabel deeply, suddenly his senses were giving off warning signs as if someone was very close. Wulfric had little time to react when the attack came, he grabbed esabel as he rolled off the bed taking her with him as he fell to the floor he was not close to his weapon so he had no choice, he shoved esabel under the bed and turned right there, the attack came at him again but he was prepared, a blade went for his head and he barely caught the attack stopping the blade from reaching it's mark. growling he kicked upward hitting whoever was on the other end of the blade causing the assailant to lose their grip on the blade and fly back hitting the wall. Wulfric got up just in time to see a pistol aimed at him, the shots flew true hitting Wulfric in the chest multiple times but Wulfric refused to fall, with a mighty warcry which could be heard thoughout the base he charged forward closing the distance before the attacker had time to fire again. he grabbed the hand holding the pistol and forced the assailant to drop it, but not stopping there punched the attacker in the stomach to take the wind out of them and then giving no mercy he proceeded to cause as much pain as possible first breaking the arm to the hand that held the pistol disabling the then grabbing the person and lifting them up and shoving them to the wall very hard causing them to loss consciousness from the massive trauma he caused. Howling very loudly proclaimed another victory but it was short lived, he fell to his knees and whimpered in pain, the bullets ejected from the wounds but the damage was done, he was severely hurt and would require time to heal before he would be well again, considering he didn't bleed out first which was becoming more and more a possibility as time went on, he dared not change otherwise he would be worse off so he chose to stay as a wolf. before long he fell to the floor still able to keep his focus the bloodlust had given him much energy, though this time the attacker was fortunate that he showed some restaint this time otherwise their blood would be all over the place. he did his best to lean up against the bed, blood staining his fur as he sat there. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx songUnto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 12:23 am
Esabel heard the gunshots from under the bed and yelled out against what she knew was happening but she didn’t crawl out from under the bed until she heard him slide into a sitting position. She ignored the assailant and ran straight for Wolfe, giving a soft whimper when she saw the wounds he had, “No, Puppy… No, no, no, no…” she whispered out as she put her hands over his wounds briefly but finally raised one hand to his cheek to try to get him to focus better on her and the panicked look on her face. “Puppy? You’s gotta stay awake. Okies? Esabel’ll try to make it better,” she told him, sounding a bit more like her usual self despite the fact that she was beyond serious. But instead of waiting for a reply, she went into her playroom for the supplies she needed and returned to him as fast as she could, slipping a bit once or twice on the way thanks to the blood he was losing. She finally slid to her knees beside him and gently pushed him onto his back so that she could get to his wounds easier, “Esabel has to check these before I fix them. K?” she told him simply then simply dug a finger into each wound to check the course each bullet had taken. She knew it hurt like hell but it had to be done, just in case. In the end, she gave a sigh of relief and stopped digging in his wounds, “Okies, nothin’ major hit. You’s lucky he was a bad shot, Puppy,” she said then started to stitch him up, having to resort to sitting on his belly to keep him still. Luckily, she had lots of practice with squirming bodies. Her stitches weren’t as good as his had been on her, but they weren’t bad considering the fact that he actually squirmed a bit. When Lask showed up he immediately did what he was supposed to do: he checked on Esabel. His eyes went wide when he caught both of them naked but her straddling him while stitching up his chest with his blood leaving quite a mess. When Esabel didn’t pause but used her dark energy to put Wolfe’s pistol in his hand, he found himself the focus of a shaking gun pointed in his direction and held up his hands, “I’m one of the good guys! I promise! They garroted my partner before they attacked you,” he said simply. Esabel waved a hand to the damaged attacker, “Good, then get that out of here. Along with them others. Before they start to stink, please,” she said, not bothering to pause in her stitching, “Hold still, Puppy! These is gonna be crooked enough as it is,” she finally told Wolfe and made a few more stitches before stopping with that torture to go digging in the stuff she’d collected. She finally pulled three vials of liquid out of a pouch and looked at them with a frown, “You remember that stinging stuff you used on me, Puppy? Well Esabel’s got something kinda like that but it hurts more and you gotta drink it,” she told him as Lask dragged one of the bodies past them and out into the hallway, frowning at the three vials, “As soon as Esabel remembers which one it is,” she added without getting off of him so that he’d stay in place. “See, one’s for healin’ stuff like this pretty quick, one’s for causing a lot of pain, and one’s for somethin’ else but I can’t remember what,” she talked about the three vials as she used a clean cloth to wipe some of the blood off of his chest, completely ignoring Lask as he pulled another body out of the room. She finally gave a shrug over the vials and pulled the cork from one to take a small sip from it, shook her head and put the cork back into it, then repeated the trial with the other two. She finally grinned at the last one, strangely enough carrying a weird pinkish blue color, “That’s the one! Now open up!” she told him simply and held the vial over his mouth. Maybe later he’d worry about her drinking from the other vials, but right now they needed him healed up. And this stuff would do it. Well, it would heal him most of the way and restore some of his blood loss. For a better healing, they’d have to get back in bed but she didn’t think he’d be up for another round of bedtime fun right now…
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 1:07 am
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric drank the contents of the vial, within moments pain surged through him quickly but esabel being on top of him prevented him from moving but it didn't keep him from baring his teeth and growling intensely but slowly he started to calm down and the wounds closed up quickly enough stopping the blood from leaving his body. looking at esabel with his wolf eyes the gratitude was plain to see. Wulfric changed while esabel was still on top of him and soon enough was holding her close but kept silent... the moment was short lived as the guard returned to carry off another body and had a smirk on his face, giving him a glare Wulfric turned his attention back to esabel and grinned "i think we've had enough fun for one day, i knew i'd be earning my keep but i didn't expect to be earning it this fast" Wulfric started to laugh but grunted in pain from to much movement, he was healed up reasonably well but he wasn't completely restored. Wulfric was content to lay there for a moment as he collected his thoughts someone was determined to see them removed from the picture and it was beginning to become obvious that the base was compromised, so the question was how did this attacker get in and who are they working for.
Time would tell as he was sure Nalyne would have plenty of questions for the one he damaged but was somewhat alive. but enough excitement Wulfric watched as the last body was carried off and they were left alone, seizing the moment wuflric rolled over causing esabel to be the on the bottom and just looked into her eyes before kissing her on the lips. he got off of her and helped her off the floor he was sore but his strength was returning; he decided that he needed answers and someone had them.
Wulfric sighed deeply while he stood there "well i suppose we should freshen up and then find out what's going on i'm starting to get tired of surprise visits from assassins trying to kill us" the irritation was plain to see on his face and was obvious his mood was getting to be very poor. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 1:23 am
Esabel loved it when he flipped them so that she was pinned on the floor and kissed her, her desire going straight up in an instant. Then he was letting her up and expecting her to think, though she wasn’t sure why since he’d just scattered her wits with that kiss. But once she caught up with what he was saying, she had to admit that he was right. She leaned in and kissed him before getting to her feet and offering him a hand to pull him to his feet, “Come on. Shower is in the playroom,” she told him simply then led him in that direction. She started up the shower and got the temperature right before moving under the water to rinse the blood off of herself, then pulled him under with her so that he could rinse off before she reached for the soap. She flashed him a grin before she started washing him up from head to toe, making sure that she didn’t miss a single spot. She certainly didn’t behave while she did so, though, doing her best to get him back into a relatively good mood. While the assassins and attempts to kill them were annoying, she still did her best to live her life as if none of it was happening at all. It was one of her many charms, after all. Once he was clean, she started on herself, giving a moaning hiss when the soap found the claw marks and bite mark he’d given her and made them sting. But she loved the feeling of it. She tilted her head back under the water, letting the warm water move over her face as she moved the soap down over the rest of her. Of course, she didn’t realize just how tempting she looked like that, especially after her attempt to rile him up…
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 2:03 am
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx getting the scrub down from esabel was interesting and when it came time for her to wash Wulfric couldn't help but give her the same treatment. before long he would be done cleaning esabel and would be standing in the water with her, though there was matters to attend to so as much as he would have loved to try something he was to resign himself in turning the water off and collecting esabel and carrying her in his arms to the bedroom so that they could get ready to leave, his gear was still on in the chair with the exception of his pistol which was still on the floor so he kissed esabel once again before lowering her to the floor so that she could get dressed and started collecting his gear, he was quick about getting dressed and while he waited for esabel he decided to take stock of his supplies. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 2:22 am
Esabel did pout a bit when nothing happened from her obvious misbehaving in the shower, but gave a shrug over it for the moment. At least he’d returned the favor enough that they were both clean. And he’d kissed her again. She really liked that. So she turned to her dresser and pulled out another tank top and short shorts and got into them in record time before trying to attack her hair. She usually only did the basics with it, meaning washing and brushing it. She didn’t like it when it was cut so she just left it as it fell when it dried. All of that really just boiled down to the fact that she got the worst of the water out of her hair and brushed it back for now. Then she was as ready as she was going to be. Lask had sent a slave in while they were in the shower to drop off a fresh set of clothes for Wolfe, so he had something to wear at least. The rest of his things hadn’t been messed with, so they were all ready for him. Esabel retrieved his pistol and wiped it down before handing it to him then pulling herself up to sit on the table with her feet swinging as he went through his things. Admittedly, her room now needed a thorough cleaning, but she was acting as if blood all over her floors was a common thing. Of course, it was a common thing, but wasn’t something he’d automatically think of. But Lask did… Once Wolfe was dressed, the guard finally came inside, “I took the guy that was still alive over to the prison infirmary. They’ll get him healed up enough for questioning. As for the mess, I’ve got the slaves Kas used before waiting to clean up in here again. They were reliable and thorough on cleaning up her last mess so I guess they’ll manage with this one,” he said then blinked a second before he gave a small frown, “Of course, this mess is yours instead of hers… Which isn’t what we’re used to… But we’ll managed to get it cleaned up anyway,” he clarified then shrugged it off before heading back outside the room. One did have to wonder at his words, though. They hinted that this mess wasn’t an unusual occurrence in Esabel’s rooms… Esabel simply sat there on the table and swung her feet back and forth as she waited for Wolfe to get ready, though where they were going exactly she had no idea.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 1:48 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric looked at the Lask when he mentioned the prisoner, he had unfinished business with that fool and would delight in trying to interrogate this person for their trouble, but that depended on who got there first "has word been sent to nalyne?" Wulfric incquired he wanted to know what was going on, Lask nodded "yes but i believe he has gone into a meeting so it may be sometime before he will be available" grinning Wulfric hoped he stayed there just long enough for him to get some answers, Wulfric left the attacker in bad shape and if he had any say in the matter this person's pain would only be beginning. Wulfric looked at esabel who was sitting around waiting the pain he desired to inflict very obvious "you aren't going to cause another bloodbath are you?' lask asked hesitantly Wulfric just looked at him and replied "well that depends on the subject in question and my mood, though a bloodbath is almost certainly going to happen eventually. the damage i've left the attacker with will undoubtedly have given them something to think about" Wuflric was quite serious about it Lask was uncertain as to what Wulfric had in mind and thought it best to make sure Nalyne was aware before anything serious happened, though he would wait until Wulfric and esabal had left...
Wulfric walked over to the table and put his small pack next to esabel and opened it up, pulling out the medical kit, opening it up, and taking the pouch with the powder he used to help esabel, most humans only have so much tolerance to pain and being able to cause serious injuries and keeping them alive to endure such pain was half the fun, for Wulfric he had developed a means to torture someone and keeping them on the edge of their breaking point to maximize how soon they talked over eventually passed out from so much pain only to eventually wake to start another session of pain. Wulfric created the powder to minimize when someone would die so certain injuries could be caused and the wound painfully cauterized to prevent bleeding, though it was also a good means to stop his own blood loss as well which was why he tended to keep it in his medical kit for such ocassions.
Wulfric tossed the pouch on esabel's lap and started to put things back into his pack, grinning the fun was soon to begin and if he had it his way he was going to be causing as much pain possible before this person would be allowed to die.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 5:02 pm
Esabel, as always more curious than any cat, had to open up the pouch and smell the contents, browning when she realized what the stuff was. Then she simply held it as he put the rest of his stuff away. Only when he was ready to leave did she ask the important question, “So where’s we’s goin’ Puppy?” she asked him simply. Truth was that she really didn’t care as long as she was with him. Of course, he wasn’t likely to let her out of his sight by now. Not with someone actively trying to kill her. If her sister, Ilea, was still on the base, she’d have been targeted as well. But she’d left to run an errand with her new ‘bodyguard’ and wouldn’t be back until later. Then again, her new ‘bodyguard’ had also been an attempt on her life before she’d gained David’s loyalty, so more attempts were very likely in the near future. Still, that left Esabel looking up at him so trustingly, almost innocently… Lask, meanwhile, waited for word back from Nalyne and only got a note back, telling him that Wolfe had free rein to find out who was after his nieces and to simply arrange for cleanup after it was over. That left Lask sighing heavily, but knowing that there wasn’t any choice by now. They did need to know who was after Esabel and Ilea, and apparently Nalyne was letting Wolfe handle the whole thing. So he simply passed on the note and went back to guarding the rooms…
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 5:31 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric smiled and replied "we are going to pay the captive a visit and gets some answers out this person, if we are persuasive enough perhaps we won't have to waste too much time on a corpse" though in truth Wulfric wasn't going to let this person live, even after he had pulled whatever information he could get. Wulfric put his small pack on away and took the pouch from esabel he noted that she smelled it and couldn't help but chuckle slightly at her expression" it doesn't smell the greatest but it does stop bleeding very well and we are going to need that if we intend to keep our subject alive long enough to get some answers. the pain it provides is only going to add to the experience"
Wulfric helped esabel off the table and allowed her to lead the way to the captive leaving lask to his own devices, who in turned sighed once again because if anything pointed to anything the state of this room shows that there will be another mess to clean up and tried not to think about what it was going to look like. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 6:05 pm
((I kinda forgot who, exactly, the villain in this sub-plot is. I know who the major player is; just need a minor player working for the main one. So if you want to work on this one, you’re more than welcome to. But the major culprit will eventually be the one that created Esabel and Ilea. As soon as Dawn and I finish working out the details on the whole thing…)) Esabel gave a happy laugh as she collected a rolled up pouch from her playroom before leading Wolfe from her rooms, “Yays! Time for Esabel’s second-most favoritest game!” she called out as she ignored Lask’s sigh on the way out. Of course, the number of people watching her a** along the way to the prison was rather interesting on its own. It proved that she was more than attractive enough to gain the attention of everyone along their path, and the looks he got over it were a mix of envy and disliking that he was the one that got to enjoy the promise in her very attractive walk…
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 12:13 am
Esabel was panting by the time they got to her rooms and it was a good thing that he carried her there or she’d have collapsed numerous times from the weakness in her knees from pure anticipation of what he was going to do to her. She didn’t notice that the rooms were clean or that there was now a lock on the inside of the door that was nearly unbreakable. She only noticed him as he carried her into the bedroom and stopped in front of the wall with the chains bolted to it, already shivering in pure need. But as he slid her down his body to let her feet touch the floor, she simply couldn’t resist what she said next, “There’s also cuffs already attached to the bedposts,” she whispered softly, her eyes on his to see his reaction. She already knew that he wouldn’t be able to miss the scent of her desire by now since her body was almost vibrating with it, but there was a surge of even more desire when she imagined him tying her to the bed to have his way with her however he wanted to. It was an amazing image to her all by itself, but right now, she also needed to feel the sting of the leather flogger over her skin and whatever else he wanted to use on her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 12:34 am
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric had a smirk on his face as he thought of the possibilities, his eyes had already changed colors and grabbed the flogger. at first he simply teased her a bit with it but he could tell she wasn't enjoying that all to much and desired more drastic measure, before long was flogging her with great fierosity. the scent of desire was very strong in the room as he flogged her and eventually going to something else and would slowly go down the line of toys that would cause immense pleasure for Esabel. After much time had passed Wulfric stopped having used every toy on the wall and going back to some of them out of request from Esabel he undid the cuffs and moved her to the bed cuffing her down, kissing her on the lips he fully released the Wolf within and let his animal instincts take over from there... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 1:06 am
By the time he finished with her, Esabel was a shuddering mess on the bed. She was covered with sweat and bodily fluids and red lines from the whips on the wall, along with the marks of his hands and claws and another bite mark. She was panting heavily for breath as he uncuffed one of her hands and let her collapse to the bed, the feeling of the silk sheets making her shudder all over again. She was actually in an overload of pleasure right now, shivering with every touch he gave her as he uncuffed the other hand and pulled her into his body to hold her, though his hands moving over the lash marks down the back of her body made her shiver through it all over again. But she wasn’t complaining. Not at all. She felt better than she had in years. Her body was bonelessly relaxed and her mind was filled with nothing but a pleasurable haze and him. Maybe she tended to go to extremes in this area of her life but it was what she enjoyed and what helped her get out of her head for a while. Alright, she went to extremes in pretty much all areas of her life, but that was part of what Esabel so loveable to so many that really knew her. The fact that she was attractive and adorable had kept Goh from killing her numerous times during the first few years she’d been alive. But there was something about after she’d left him that had changed, had made him determined to have her back to gain control of her powers, had made him even more determined to kill her this time. But those thoughts were for later. Much later. Right now, all she wanted was to cuddle with Wulfric and bask in the afterglow that still made her shiver with aftershocks of pleasure whenever one of his hands moved over a lash mark or a claw mark or even the bite mark he’d given her shoulder. Later, she’d be able to stand well enough to shower. Though he could carry her to his rooms where he had a bathtub. But it would still be a while before she could walk steady, much less stand. Back at the prison, she’d said that she was his as much as he was hers. It was her way of claiming him. But with the bond forming between them, maybe it was more than a job by now. Maybe it was a few steps closer to the bond of Mates. Only time would tell. Right now, though, they were slowly discovering that they were very compatible in almost all areas of their lives. And she’d already proven that she held no fear of him in any form that he took…
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