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 Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2012 8:39 pm
Everything was getting under her skin.
From simple confrontations to the state of being everyone around her was in, it was hard not to be angry anymore. She woke up and had herself a big bowl of rage cereal, then snacked on pieces of rage candy bars to hold her out through the day. At night? She drank a warm glass of rage just before bed.
But there were still simple things in life she could find joy in. Like the suffering of smaller creatures. Birds and mice, specifically. It used to be a very cold and unsentimental thing, eating the creatures that would try to scurry past and meet their demise. Lately though, the ghoul had been making it a game. Taking her dear sweet time stalking down the little minis that dared to remain within a cat's reach.
Such was the case for a sweet looking little birdie just a short distance away. Riyo was poor now. Therefore, she was usually hungry. Which meant there was no way she was passing up on an opportunity. The thought that she might've been stalking other people's pets? It really hadn't crossed her mind. A lack of thought she may or may not regret later as she softly and slowly snuck up on her poor whippoorwill victim.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 11:34 am
Mac hadn't been a rage machine in a very long time, but he was getting there again. Everything was starting to pile up on him, and as there were very few people for him to turn to and vent his problems, he was left to dwell on them.
His mistake with Hel, the way Lizzy treated him now because of it had started it, and it snowballed from there. He never blamed Lizzy for her reactions and in fact they had been a lot calmer than he could ever dream possible, but he never needed a logical reason to feel irritated, and so it was there. It had spiraled after that, twisting long away from Lizzy's reactions to instead encompass a large field of unrelated things.
Like Mot, for instance. He had liked the boil, but events made him seriously dislike the boil; he had been on his way to making ammends with the Reaper, but then he did something unspeakable to Hel...and if it was Mac saying it was unspeakable, there was seriously something wrong. He hated him so much, but the odds were against him; nobody saw Mot the way he did. Nobody saw that smiling Reaper as anything other than a charming big brother. Nobody saw the lies, the deceit, the heartless a** underneath...and what was worse, nobody would ever believe him if he said anything. Mot could tell them that night was day, and they'd believe him without a second thought.
Even Lizzy would believe Mot over him.
The more he thought about it the more he dwelled. The more he dwelled the more unreasonable his thoughts became. The more unreasonable his thoughts became, the angrier he got. The only thing that snapped him from his thoughts was the sudden warning screech of his Whippoorwill, one that sounded in a panic even at a great distance. He abandoned his thoughts and rolled immediately to his feet, starting off in the direction of the panicked cries.
Whip had sensed a predator nearby, but couldn't pinpoint where it was; instead of fleeing it just started to call loudly, in a very I KNOW YOU'RE THERE YOU DON'T SCARE ME I'M DANGEROUS GO AWAY attempt at trying to deter whoever - and whatever - it was.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 12:52 pm
Oho. Ohohoho. Now that was the attitude Riyo liked. Fearless. Anything could be cowardly. It would scream and beg as soon as it was caught and that would be the end. But something that tried to fight back had levels to it. There was the struggle, the loss of hope, and the eventual surrender to defeat. Quite a sadistic perspective, but the ghoul never claimed to be clean from such brutal thoughts.
She had to resist the urge to monologue as the ghoul crept up closer. Her cat form worked much better for things like this. A small black blur crawled silently along the ground, red orbs never leaving the avian prey. It wasn't until Riyo was sure she would be close enough for a leap that she dared to reveal her spot to the enemy, and when it was reached, the cat lunged.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 1:31 pm
Luckily the Whippoorwill was being loud, and luckier still he knew which call belonged to his bird as opposed to any random minipet out there. Mac followed the sounds as fast as he could, summoning his weapon just in case; after all, he didn't know what was trying to make a meal out of his beloved pet.
The whippoorwill's screeching continued, hopping around on it's post to call in every direction. Yes, whoever you were, it was on to you! It had it's back turned, but the sudden rush of air and the rustling startled it enough to try and fly away. The cat lunged and Mac burst through the brush with a near-growl, taking a little more than a second to spot the black threat before he took a swing.
The Reaper didn't need to say anything; the swing he aimed at the black b*****d's head said enough.
Get the ******** away from my bird.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 1:51 pm
No attention had been paid whatsoever to any of the surroundings. When a predator was in the zone, all it saw was the prey.
That is, until a giant oar shows up out of nowhere and knocks your tiny body half-way across the campus. The only sound that escaped the cat as it came in contact with the wood was escaping air.
And much like a curse being broken, as the body started to fly, it magically changed from a smaller than usual housecat...
To a semi-familiar student.
Her body skidded across the ground shortly before it came to a halt less than five feet away. It took her a moment to get her bearings. "s**t." The ghoul gasped, her eyes turning towards her assailant. Looked like the food chain wasn't so simple anymore. "You ********! What did you do that for?" Riyo screeched and tried to push herself up. It looked like his hit discombobulated her, what with all the wobbling. "I'll kick your a**!" Because the fact that she was having a hard time standing made her look soooooo threatening.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 8:28 pm
Brief surprise flashed over him as the feline turned into someone he knew. He had been all ready to kill the black cat for trying to make a meal out of his bird, but ethics came in to play after he realized that the attacker was a student all along. It posed some problems, some big ones.
Ethics be damned, his anger over what she was trying to do remained.
"Bring it on, you frigid b***h." Mac taunted, raising a free hand to beckon her closer. "Don't. You. <********>. Touch. My. Bird." He growled, pointing his birch oar at the ghoul. If he noticed that she was discombobulated he didn't acknowledge it; it didn't relax any of his muscles or take the edge off his tone. He took a step forward and took another swing at her; this one was meant to be a warning, but he didn't swing lightly either.
He wanted to prove he was serious, but what he didn't expect was to actually feel the hit connect.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 8:44 pm
Frigid b***h? Oh, she'd show him a frigid b***h! The ghoul's eyes gave off a violent red glow as she staggered forward, claws ready to dig into the boil and rip his throat out if need be.
Until he said 'My bird.'
Momentarily Riyo froze. Hesitated. "Your bird?" It was all she had managed to stutter out before the second hit made contact, a sickening crack ensuring that he had indeed hit her. If it was a slow motion scene, one might've noticed the way her eyes widened before completely blanking out.
But most of what you just saw was her body getting knocked in a new direction, unfortunately being caught by a tree this time.
Riyo wasn't getting up. She wasn't moving. Obviously she wasn't dead, because her body wasn't dissipating. A small trickle of blood leaked out of her ear. And her eyes. Why were they still open?
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 9:19 pm
"My bird." Mac repeated in confirmation, his voice short and angry. When the hit connected he looked surprised, even more surprised still as his hit sent her flying.
For a moment he was conflicted. The ghoul wasn't moving, wasn't getting up, and even from here he could see the discolourations, the little trickle of blood. Part of him said that she deserved it; that he should just walk away...but then again, it was a mistake. He didn't mean to hit her a second time. There was a difference between blowing up at a pet owner for their mini attacking his bird and a student who had been attacking his bird. A student that he knew, at least in passing.
The Reaper, now very cautious, moved forward and nudged Riyo with the point on his oar.
"...Hey?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 9:54 pm
The body gave no indication of resistance against the pokes of the oar. Riyo was like a ragdoll. Even her eyes almost looked like glass, the way they were so still. It was a bit eerie. She was still breathing and everything, so... The lights were still on, it just looked like nobody was home.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 10:06 pm
Oh. Well. Uh. Whoops?
Okay, he certainly didn't mean to hit her that hard, even though he'd been downright pissed. He snapped his fingers in front of her face a few times, and when he got no response he stood up and stroked his chin, pondering.
How did one get rid of a body?
He could let her stay here and rot. The Undeads might like to get her. Maybe she'd wake up and be disoriented and become a real wild one? Either way, she deserved that for going after Whip. b***h. Just as he was about to turn away though, a little voice started nagging at him.
Oh right, he was trying to be nice lately.
Well, uh...knocking someone senseless certainly wasn't nice, but he could at least...bring her closer to the school? Someone was bound to notice her then! Hrm...but he didn't want to have to hold her. Blood was disgusting, especially someone-who-shouldn't-bleed's blood. Gross. He looked around casually, spotting a very sturdy looking vine. Lightbulb.
Mac proceeded to cut the vine free, and wrapped it across her chest and under her arms, hoping it would make her easier to drag behind him. He gave a few experimental pulls, and when it seemed like her body would at least drag easily enough he nodded to himself. Okay, yes, he could do this...nice thing.
And so he started to drag her back to the school.
Maybe accidentally through a patch of stones.
And into over tree roots.
Nobody ever claimed he was good at this nice thing.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 10:22 pm
Somehow she remained out of it as Mac tied her up for the long haul, and more surprisingly she remained out when dragged through all those stones, but when the tree root managed to love tap her noggin, a twitch came from her fingers.
Those lifeless eyes slowly started to focus on the sky above, but something was a little different about them. It was hard to place. Maybe they didn't look as harsh?
It was the oddest sensation she felt. Like waking up from a very deep sleep. She knew what time it was. The sun was setting, so it was almost night time. Everything else was... Very hazy. Oh wait. No, there was something else. OW.
"Owwwie oww ow ow!" The ghoul cried, her hands immediately reaching for her very tender head. The question of why she was moving could wait. This was one hell of a monster headache.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:59 pm
The sudden cry startled him, causing him to drop his ends of the vines and, obviously, the ghoul herself. He spun around to stare at her form, black eyes wide in surprise. But she---she was---
Well.
At least now he knew she was alive.
"...Owwie, really?" The Riyo he knew? He couldn't ever picture her saying that.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:10 pm
"WAH!" The ghoul shouted as she was unceremoniously dropped, rolling around painfully on the ground before she looked up at the strange man. Golly!
"Uh, yeah! I think I gots a ouchie on my head." Riyo? squeaked, drawing back her hand momentarily when she felt something wet. "Woaaah. That's never happened to my head before... Cool!" Proceeding to wipe it off on her pants, she kept one hand on her head while the other started examining the vines.
"So are we playing a game or somethin', mister? Was I winning?" Why did her voice sound so... Cheerful? "I was winning, wasn't I?!" And excited? And... She was smiling? Check the sky for falling debris. It might be the end of times.
"Oh. Wait. I shouldn't talk to strangers." But that was easily overridden by the question: "Who're you?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 7:02 pm
...Gots an ouchie on my head?
...
"What are you, five?" Mac stared at her as though she'd turned human. The more she said the more confused he got, and after she started talking about a game it somehow clicked. Okay, so he did hit her a lot harder than he intended...and it made her a different person. The Reaper shifted his weight to one leg, tilting his head to the side to scratch his stubble while eyeing her thoughtfully.
"...You don't remember who I am?" Weird...but awesome. "...What do you remember?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 7:11 pm
"Nope! But that was a good guess. You're a good guesser~" Riyo piped up, her tail swaying over the ground playfully. "I'm-..." A hand lifted up, and with the other she began the meticulous work of counting.
"Uh." She held up four fingers. "This many."
When instead of answers she was given questions, the ghoul's brow furrowed. She started to rub her head, as if such a motion would help get the brain juices flowing. "I... Remember..." A moment of silence, then her face blanked. "... Nothing." Well. That didn't seem right. "That doesn't make sense, does it?" Finally the feline started to look around. No. She remembered nothing. "What am I even doing here?"
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