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 Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 9:46 pm
Tempette sagged against Beliel, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. Wh.. What should she do? Then the metallic coppery sent of blood clogged her throat, cutting off her ability to breathe.
The Somali spun, her eyes so wide they showed the whites, mouth agape trying to breathe… It was probably only the shock and adrenaline mixed that made her notice the knife in Itchi’s hand, how he was apparently unharmed save for a few bruises and a hurt ego. Something in her broke in that moment… though what exactly she couldn’t say. Her eyes darted to wylde for a moment her breath coming out in a rush.
“Find my kitten… I mean Aki… please.” She said, turning on her spiked heel and running after Itchi best she could.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 10:04 pm
Ichi was fuming. His head was clouded by pain, anger, hate. Feelings he hated to feel. He liked to feel good. Thats why he drank, why he gambled, why he flirted! He growled to him self, lost and not listening to the things around him.
He was going home. He would down something to make him feel better and would try to forget about this...It was an awful night! His side was bruised, his arm hurt like ********, and his neck was still very sore from his fathers boot and he was sure it would bruise.
He didn't hear the person getting closer to him. His ears rang with his fathers words and the pain in hos body. He had actually stabbed his father. He fingered the knife at his side and growled again.
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: Sat May 29, 2010 10:16 pm
Wylde looked on at Tempette's distress with furrowed brow. He jolted, eye wide at catching the scent of blood. His fur bristled. What the fresh hell was this! It came from the fight! When did he get Ichi get his knife back?! Holy s**t, he had stabbed their father!
His attention snapped to his immediate area when the Somali spun and gazed at him with wide eyes.It took a second for her request to sink in, but he nodded. The tom curled a hand against the back of her head to place a kiss on her forehead before taking a step back. "We'll be right on your heels."
With that, he swiveled on his heels and marched back into the crowd. He had just met him so he couldn't have gotten far. "Aki...Aki, where are you?" He called out, looked over the heads and around groups of cats. "Come to me! Temp needs us. We've got to hurry." His face was set with urgent determination as he moved. Sniffing the air, he shook his head at the tang of blood, family blood, and bobbed around some spectator.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 10:29 pm
The tom pinned his ears back at the commotion. Somehow Tempette had gotten caught up in this storm of people and he couldn't locate her. He took to pacing, keeping his arms crossed over his chest. He heard his name called and snapped his gaze up, scanning the crowd. Tempette? No... Wylde... His hackles bristled a little, but he made his way to the taller man's side. "What happened to Tempette?" His voice was all but accusing, eying the other tom with obvious uncertainty of the man. Last he'd seen was Tempette with the one-armed boy that he didn't trust. He wanted to almost be childish- 'I'm not going anywhere with you', but he was smarter than that. Ears still pinned, he took off after Wylde, his legs pumping to keep up with the bigger tom. "Where the hell are we going?"
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 1:32 pm
Tempette was having much difficulties catching up with Itchi, after all… she was in heels and he was after all. Her tail twitched, thumping against her thighs heavily as she moved… making her irritation blatantly clear at the lack of ground being gained toward reaching Itchi.
She bit her lip, nervous half afraid that she wouldn’t reach him before he managed to get into the casino and hide behind locked doors. With a heavy sigh she cursed her lack of muscle and gave a last bount of energy, sending her sprawling up the steps and teetering for balance.
“Itchi stop…please…” She said softly, hand attentively hovering on his arm, afraid to really touch it. Tempette bit her lip, completely unsure of how to continue, she hadn’t thought as far as that. The Somali took a deep breath, holding it for a few moments and letting out the air slowly. “I care about you…”
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 1:44 pm
Ichi had been moving fast. He wanted distance between him and Madness incase his father came after him in an angry furry. He was pissed...but it was slowly going away as he kept breathing and trying to keep his mind calm. He had gone up the steps towards the casino a little when he felt a hand over his arm.
Madness.
He flung his hand back in a back handed sweep and hit the cat behind him in the face...but it wasn't Madness it was Tempette...and her lip was bleeding now. "Oh god." he said as he fell to the steps and scrambled up away from her. "Temp! What the hell...Where...Why... What are you..." he stuttered as he stood and climbed up the steps putting distance between them. He heard Wylde and Aki coming up towards the casino too and shook his head. "No i didn't mean to. Hes going to freak...What the hell do i do now..." he said more talking to himself then any one else. He burst through the door and past John who was standing guard, looking confused now at the panic stricken Ichi.
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: Sun May 30, 2010 1:57 pm
Blackness edged at her consciousness as the girl teetered backwards, head throbbing. Though Temp was strong in the sense that she walked in heels everyday and danced, physically she could endure very little. The young Somali sank back against the doors, blood dripping down her chin and onto her cream silk shirt, leaving angry red patches. “I… itchi…” she called her eyes welling up with tears.
The pain had yet to fully hit, only really noticing the blood through the splotches in her eyes. She wiped at the blood and her eyes, wishing that she was stronger… that she could make everything alright. But worst of all she wished she could comfort Ithci at that very moment… even if he did hurt her.
Tempette closed her eyes, ignoring the fact she must look like Carrey with the blood she had smeared near her eyes and chin.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 3:30 pm
The mixed breed glanced to Aki as they moved. "Nothing to her. She wants to check on my brother who has up and run off after bringing a knife to a fist fight." There was a hint of a growl in his voice. "We're going to catch up and see that nothing goes wrong. She asked me to find you and to bring you with me. She needs us."
Wylde jogged after Tempette and his brother, occasionally checking to see if Aki was keeping pace along side or at least behind him. He could see them. He saw Temp's little burst of speed and placing a hand on Ichi's arm. The tom saw his brother's hand swing back...and connect hard with the Somali's face. It felt as though the world bottomed out around him and his heart skipped a beat, two, three. Ichi had stuck Temp. That coward! That stupid b*****d! No one hit her, never! He had crossed a BIG line and Wylde was livid.
A growl rose from his chest, pupils narrowing to slits, and his ears drew back to be plastered against his skull. "ICHIJOU!" He screamed to his brother, short tail lashing behind him fiercely. Not caring to check that Aki was keeping up anymore, Wylde sprinted forward to close the distance between himself and his brother. The flew up the steps past John and slowed his sprint to a fast march after the confused, panicked Ichi. "Where do you get off, huh?!" He growled darkly before running at his brother.
Wylde sprung forward, tackling Ichi about the waist to take him to the ground. There would be no running for him! He rolled him onto his back and began to throw punches. He didn't think of the knife that Ichi had and that he, himself, was unarmed save for his fists and his rage. "What the hell is wrong with you?! How much time does it take for your head to connect with your fists?! Surely longer than it takes for your fists to connect with Temp it seems!" He punctuated his statements with blows as if to beat them in. "Did they whittle your mind so much that your only answer to anything is to fight?! Learn to think, you idiot!"
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 8:33 pm
Ichijou was surprised to hear his brother had gotten to him so fast. He ignored him till he was tackled and hit...and hit...and hit. He took it, his eyes watering from the shame of hitting Tempette. It didn't hurt, his heart hurt more. He had his his Tempette...even if he felt things were over with him and that she was going to keep his brother he had hit her. He never hit a woman, much as his brother liked to think that he just wanted to beat up everyone. When it sunk in that his brother thought he had done it on purpose he snapped out of it, still feeling no pain, and punched him back before grabbing a hand that was aiming for him for another hit.
He shoved his brother off, giving a kick for good measure and to help get Wylde off him since he had only one arm to get up with. He hissed and wiped his face off on his shirt. "What the hell gave you the idea that i did it on purpose!? Ok i loved her! And she doesn't care for me the same way she does for you so yeah i was pissed but i'd never hit her! I thought it was father! Now go away and go tend to her. She wants you more any ways." he said spitting blood on the ground at Wylde's feet and storming off to his room.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:48 pm
Aki moved beside the other tom easily, his strides eating up the ground as he half-ran. Tempette... Tempette was going after the one-armed crazy b*****d? His fur bristled as he hurried, praying to god that she would be okay. Every time Wylde glanced to him, he met his eyes and gave a sharp confident nod. He would be strong. He wouldn't run away with his tail between his legs.
When Ichi and Tempette came into view, his heart stalled. Ichijou pulled his fist back, punching Tempette in the face and all fear drained from the bobtail. Anger rose up in his throat like bile, scorching his tongue and he snarled angrily. Wylde had the same reaction, but where Wylde ran to his brother, Aki was at Tempette's side, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her to safety. She looked dazed. He spun her gently around to whimper at the sight of her bloodied face. No. Calm down. She needs you to be calm. He licked his fingers and gently wiped the blood away, then shrugged out of his jacket to wrap around her.
"Temp... Can you hear me? Are you alright?" He hit her... The b*****d actually hit her, but Tempette needed him. He wanted to slam his fist into Ichijou's face out of anger, out of the pain he'd caused his kitten, but he didn't move away from the Somali, eyes trained on her. Even Wylde was lost to him as he focused on her.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 10:53 pm
Tempette blinked, and blinked, and blinked again. None of what Aki was saying seemed to mean anything, but her kitten was here, he was going to make it all ok… She reached a hand up to her face, gently pushing the skin and feeling the bruised bone underneath, the sore tug of it on the split lip, and laughed. She rocked back and forth laughing. “I … I guess I’m not going to work for awhile.” Temp mumbled through her giggles and sore mouth.
Her hand clutched Aki’s with an iron grip, betraying her carefree statement and persona. “And if I do… I don’t think anything will want to kiss me.” She pursed her lips in a mock-pout, but her eyes betrayed her pain. Part of her mind wondered where wylde had gone… why he had yet to come see if she was okay… but then she always knew that Aki would be first and foremost to her side when the going got rough.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 2:04 pm
Aki smiled through his worry, through his pain as he pulled Tempette closer. Here she was, worried about working... "You're still beautiful. It will all heal. And I will still kiss you." To prove his point, he placed a kiss on her lips, licking the blood away and nuzzling into her hair. "Should I take you home...?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 7:02 pm
((Grrg. I miss my comp. The Internet needs to hurry up and get put in. ))
Wylde grunted at the punch and gave a growl when his fist was caught midswing by Ichi. He fell onto his back at the shove. Rolling over and halfway to pushing himself up to his feet, the kick caused him to cough sharply as the wind was knocked from him. The tom sank to one of his knees, bracing himself up with one hand while the other pressed against the stinging ache of where Ichi's foot had connected.
He glanced briefly to the spat out blood at his feet, a low growl rumbling in his chest as his elder brother stormed off. Wylde groaned softly as he rose and turned back towards where Tempette and Aki stood. As he walked back, he stretched tentatively, wincing at the complaining sting of his side. Ignoring it for the moment, Wylde jogged back. The mixed breed was vaguely aware of the abrasions on his hand from the fight. They weren't the top priority at the moment. "Temp...s**t that never should have happened."
He slowed as he neared, shaking his head slight at the dull throb from his ribs. Nothing was broken but there would be a he'll of a bruise there by lunch tomorrow. Extending a hand, he stroked her hair before ever so gently cupping her chin to angle her face towards him a little so he could get a better idea of the damage done. His brow furrowed at her bloodied, busted lip. Wylde sighed and looked between Aki and Temp. "There is a first aid kit in the back office." He said in general, before looking into the Somali's eyes, almost apologetically with ears lowered a degree. He was sorry the she got socked by his brother, someone who cared for her too, and sorry that he hadn't gotten there sooner. "If you'd like you can borrow one of my shirts so you can change out of that one." Hell, he'd give her the shirt off of his back if she asked.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:03 pm
Tempette closed her eyes, wincing when she heard Wylde’s voice… oh god what would he think when he saw her? When he saw how swollen and broken she must look… what if he left too? She swallowed back her apprehensions, her fear and cracked her eyes open, all normal emotions gone, leaving her looking frail. When Aki kissed her, nothing registered, no pain, none of the usual tingling, it was like he hadn’t even done it, which scared her most of all.
She should be feeling some kind of pain right? Or was this what they called shock? Shock of loosing a love one… shock of being hit aggressively for the first time in her life… shock for how much blood came from a cracked lip. Her amber eyes looked downward, pain still evident in her posture, even if she couldn’t feel it, the phantom pain of what was to come made her wince at every movement. She would be sore tomorrow. Temp rested her back more surely against the thick cement wall, blinking back tears. Her heart was torn in three different directions and it really was something she didn’t want to ever experience again. Part of her was drawn to the idea of going home… but god what would her mother say? It could mean war… and the other part of her was afraid to run into Itchi, not of being hurt again, but of hurting him. She lifted her other hand a bit shakily to grasp Wyldes, a slight smile on her face, other hand still gripping Aki’s.
“Seems I wont be much fun for awhile boys. But lets get cleaned up okay?”
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