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 Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:20 am
Character plots/ ideas. Yay! (ya know, cause every now and then my brain spews some pretty cool stories)
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 3:46 am
NIMUE! <33
She couldn't believe she was doing this. Why? Just walk away, she'd had no trouble doing that before. This was different. No, what was different was her. She'd changed. Changed more than she felt comfortable admitting.
No!
Don't do this!
She was giving up everything. For them. Was it even worth it? were they worth it? Gods, she'd never given a s**t about anyone. It was in her blood. But no, the big bad wolf just had to turn into a puppy. Maybe she'd finally lost it.
'Come on Nim, who the hell cares for these rascals anyway?'
Not her, never...so why did she let loose a growl?
Now she knew she had lost it. Wow, her parents would be so proud. They could cope with her being a filthy mercenary, but sticking up for a bunch of kits? Never. They were just collateral damage, it happened sometimes. Sometimes when her employers couldn't pay up. Use whatever means nessasary. Orders were orders. Just stand down. She didn't dare glance at them, cowering behind her. A wrong move would be fatal.
Then he made a move, she thought he was her friend. Hell, she liked him.
'I wouldn't do that if I were you' She hissed, flames rising
'Good thing you're not me.'
Then he lunged, knocking her down. She cursed. Stupid cave, nowhere to fly. If she could she might be able to avoid the non-winged ones. She snapped and was thrilled when her mouth clamped onto his paw. The coppery taste of blood filled her mouth and a shriek filled her ears.
'b***h'
'you're one to talk'
She continued fighting, she was resillient, if anything. Soon 2 of them were dead. She smacked a third against the cave wall, they went down. Make that three. She only noticed the kits were crying when they screamed.
'Run!' She cried
They weren't hurt too bad, so they did. Something slammed into her, pinning her against the wall. The firey heat of the deava burned her skin.
'I never thought you'd fall so far'
'Guess that makes me a fallen angel'
He snorted
She didn't think she would've 'fallen' either. Never get emotionally involved. Rule number one. Uno Facto. And she broke it. She of all others. White-hot pain ran down her face and she screamed. Struggling was useless, he was too strong.
He kissed her cheek, those lines weeping scarlet. s**t, how it hurt (emotionally and psysically). She cried out, her tail thrashing. And...was she crying? She never cried! That was it. Time to kick him where it hurt!
'Argh!'
Sweet freedom! Broken and beaten, her legs wobbled. Every part of her hurt. Fighting was useless, they were too strong. So she flew. Her muscles screamed in protest, but she had to..she just had to try.
'You coward! You'll be dead soon anyway'
Would she? She felt like it. She was going down, being dragged down by her own mind. How lovely it would be to just collapse and let the earth swallow her. How long had she been airborn? An hour? A day? It felt like weeks. Her face, oh, her face. She should give up, rest for a moment...just sleep.
...just...
When she woke, the pain was the first thing to greet her. But she was alive...that was a good thing, right? What would she do? She had no home to go back to. Her job had been her life. They had been her life. She worked with them, they were the closest thing she had to friends and she...
Oh, Gods!
She'd done the right thing...and lost everything
no...no...No!
What had she done?
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2011 11:10 pm
Sgiach
How had this happened? Taken from her birth parents by her master. Sgiach had loathed him. She didn't know how unfit they were then, but she would learn. Her training had been brutal, perhaps cruel, but she was training to be a hero. The savior of this world, she would usher in a new one of darkness and blood. She was such an ungrateful kit. And now?A broken and bloody mass lay at her feet. Hmph, pathetic demon-lover. She spat on his corpse. That sinner didn't deserve to live, none of them did. That was her mission, as charged to her by the dieties. Her own little crusade. Her master had listened to the voice of temtation and light. Courted a flithy 'phim. Had all the years of mentoring been for nothing? He was weak, and she had proved that she was far stronger. But, she would continue on in his footsteps, only she would not fall to the ways of kindness and light. 'Phims were monsterous demon-spawn that must be exterminated, and normals their evil minions.
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