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 Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:39 pm
Rizu climmed out of the shower and quickly redressed himself, he was not even in the slightist mood to deal with her bitching about his nudeness in the any way. As he exited he slowly let his guns fall to his hip. Everything seemed to be going alright in light of things. They were not trying to kill each other, the arguing was limited, and she was here without him having to capture her. Thats three for three in his book. Rizu stopped short in the hall way as he could since the pressure of her silver blade expelling in many directions. That b***h.. is swinging that ******** sword around.. In MY HOUSE. A LYCANS HOUSE. Rizu growled lowly under his breath. Just what the ******** did she think she was doing? How could she think that was ok?! Rizu's eyes began to boil over as the white of the ball slowly covered in red. Rizu pulled his hand to his face, trying to calm himself down. There was nothing worse than an anger triggered transformation, especially not while in ones own home and especially when that home laid in the the heart of the Lycan territory. If he went off on her hear the higher ups would be at his door with an entire army to check on him. Which he was not about to let happen on his watch.
Rizu slowly slid himself into the room, his gun drawn to the air aimed directly at her head. He held one gun with two hands of maximum accuracy as he yelled. "b***h you must have lost yo ******** mind!! Are you seiously that ******** stupid!?" He yelled at her. His distance was entirely too close to miss, he sighed deeply out of frustraition. "Get out...." He said closing his eyes for a moment trying to cool down. "Get, the ********, out." He said through his teeth, "Im done. I cloth you, i feed you, i save your ******** life. I give you a safe place to rest your head for the night and yet you still have it in your ******** mind to make this thing entirely more diffcult" he said, ignoring the fact that he had been teasing her the entire time, "You dont wanna be here?? THen get the ******** out." He said cocking the gun back and speaking yet again in a joking but serious tone, "Or drop the ******** blade and apologize for swinging A pound of silver around.. your choice.. Although I must say. A weak little pup like you should be peeeerfectly find out their at night."
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:59 pm
Lyra watched as the man nearly exploded obviously pissed. She was taken aback, what exactly had she done wrong? It wasn't until he had mentioned her sword that she had pieced it together.
At first she had oddly enough felt hurt, but as he continued to rant and she understood what he was talking about she just got even more pissed. Keeping her sword out she cocked an eyebrow at him and said in an even tone, "Are you quite done?" Taking even steps towards him she seemed unaffected by the gun.
She was either stupid, or reckless by her obvious disregard for the gun aimed at her head, much worse her sword was still unsheathed in her hand. Grinning Lyra pressed her forehead to the barrel of his gun, "Be my guest." She said simply looking him dead in the eye. "If you think I am scared of you, you are sadly mistaken. You should be THANKFUL that I was not swinging my sword at you. Though we can fix that if you really insist."
Lyra sat there, watching Rizu, not breaking eye contact. Either one of two things would happen. One, she would call his bluff and he would put the gun away, or Two she would be dead. To be honest either one worked for her, since she figured being dead would be better than being alive as one of the damned.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 8:37 pm
Rizu in few words, snapped. The sound that made its way through his throught was as raspy as a humans could possibly get. Bringing his arm back he was determined that this fight was well worth fighting. Rizu spun himself and swung the face of the gun towards her in an attempt to pistol whip her. He was sure that in her human form she would be much more formidable than in her wolf form. She would not lack the unbalance that she had in her akwerd wolf stage. But at the end of the day Rizu was a noble wolf. Born one, raised as one, and had been serving as a hunter for the wolf family for almost fifty years. He was not about to take such a blatent insult in his own home from a child in his eyes. She lacked the respect that came with being a wolf, and at this moment he was not even sure if she was worth turning. As Rizu brought the rest of his arm over he knew that either she was going to take the hit and lay down, or she would dodge in which case this fight was going to continue. There would be no peacefull ending, he would not give her the chance to simply talk her way out of it. Her pride was about to be taken down a notch right here and right now.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:02 pm
Lyra knew this would be coming, and decided that she was honestly not in the mood to fight with him. She continually watched Rizu though, not breaking eye contact as she could see the movement in her peripheral vision. She felt the contact and heard the harsh 'Thwack' that he had made and the sheer force from the hit sent her to the ground.
Stunned slightly from the initial hit she sat there for a few seconds before the pain of the blow reached her. Moving her jaw she knew there would be a nice bruise there later. Turning her gaze back up to him she smirked, as if the blow had barely affected her at all.
Standing back up Lyra sheathed her sword. Meeting his gaze again Lyra didn't say anything, She didn't have to. Her smirk had said it all for her, as if taunting him. Her expression silently said 'Was that the best you could really do?'
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:40 pm
Rizu looked down at her on the floor, his eyes blood red from his building transformation. They slowly faded away to the natural white as he calmed down. He took his gun and whipped it against his shirt, sending a very clear message that her skin was not even worthy to touch such fine steel. Rizu turned his back to her, moving himself over to the balcony, "Good luck with your first lunar transformation. Im sure that you wont go crazy and attack the city." He said stepping outside and slowly climing down the railing. He was not even in a good enough mood to soar through the sky like he always did. She wanted to be a b***h, fine. Sooner or later she was going to realize that she needed him much more than he needed her and with that said he took his leave. He needed a drink anyway. The sun had just set and he was feeling alive in the moon light hours.
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