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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 20, 2005 19:28:04 GMT -5
Elanorîn felt the hand on her shoulder as she still stood crouched, though now almost kneeling, by the man. One hand was still firmly in a fist while the other just withdrew from the touch of the poor man lying victim before her it had delivered her healing spell and the colour of the man's skin was quickly returning, making him appear much less dead. For now her focus appeared to be fully on the man, not commenting to Angel.
A deep sigh came from her lips as she gave him a sad smile, her eyes filled with watery compassion as she just watched him recover much of his strength. She gave him a slight nod in reassurance before she slowly rose to stand back up. Her closed hand returning what it had held to where she had taken it out from.
As she stood her shoulders seemed to hang, as did her head a little, eyes cast down. She slowly turned and without even looking at Angel she shrugged the hand away and walked passed her back towards Cythis. Though she might appear tired, she wasn't, just horrified and disgusted with what she had just witnessed. To think she considered this woman her sister.
"I don't know you, whoever you are. You may look like Angel, but you obviously aren't. Leave me alone. Don't ever come near me or mine."
She shot Angel a death glare as she passed but didn't stop.
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Post by Manifus Alcantar on Oct 20, 2005 19:33:37 GMT -5
"Mrow, hiss."
Brad grinned and shook his head. He had taken far too long in all of this little side business. It was time to head back to base and deal with things.
A pity, though. He could have turned a profit.
"Cat fight. Anyways, see you people later."
The man turned and stepped into one of the alleys, walking away from the faint lights of the city.
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Post by Calli on Oct 20, 2005 19:41:23 GMT -5
Surprised was a understatement. Angel took a step back as her golden hues narrowed slightly. She watched as the man who had been her prey... who had most certaintly been dead or dying live again. And as Elan ignored her, she felt a tiny bit of ice chip off her heart. A feeling of regret and extreme hurt flooded through her heart, mind and soul. Suddenly she felt weak and with a vehemence that frightened her, Angel quickly moved towards El and whipped her about to face her, those golden orbs that so often gazed upon this face in kindness now were blazing with fury
"I can not help my curse. I am what I am and I can not do a single thing about it! I spent months at the hands of the most twisted person you could think about and only my worry for hurting you kept me from runnign!" Angel's eyes narrowed as she continued her words, her voice low, "I was raped and abused in more ways then your mind could come up with or even begin to believe, if love and kindness hadn't been in my heart I wouldn't be here... I wouldn't have returned!
I feared your scorn Elan! Feared yours and Aun's, most of all I feared the need of human blood." She paused and shook her head, releasing Elan and stepping back, now her words more for herself. "But... what do you care." She closed her eyes in what she knew in a self-pitying way and resented herself for it. Angel turned on her heel and began to walk into the shadows.
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 21, 2005 5:10:28 GMT -5
Elanorîn looked up at Brad as he walked off. She had given him a slight half-smile with one corner of her mouth as he made his excuse. She couldn't blame him, things were uncomfortable enough within this 'family' she imagined it was no less awkward for those outside watching. Not to mention what had just happened. Elanorîn didn't know what kind of man Brad was but he seemed nice enough and couldn't be blamed for backing away after Angel's little display.
"Hope to see you again, soon. Thank you for your help." She spoke as he went before stopping, halfway to Cythis and turning again to face the monster that walked in the body of Angel.
Her eyes narrowed as she looked at her. It was so hard to ignore the appearance of her. In every way she seemed like Angel but the girl she knew and loved so much would never take a life willingly and even enjoy it, toy with it and humiliate it. She could remember how Angel had drunk out of necessity from 'cold' sources or from people giving her consent before. She'd changed. Far too much. This was not something Elanorîn could ever condone while she still drew breath. Were she any other than she was she'd have drawn sword already. But looking in to her Angel's eyes stayed her hand with love and guilt. She should never have let her go. She should have been there to be the one helping Angel through this. As her eyes watched the man scramble back to his feet she knew she had no small part in his victimisation and she closed her eyes momentarily as the guilt took a firm hold around her throat making it feel thick and painful, only added to as Angel's words sank in. Had she been so brutally treated? Her poor Angel.
Elanorîn's eyes watered and a single tear fell down her cheek as she looked back up at Angel in guilt but adamant judgement.
"I do care. I wanted to be your guide or at the very least your support. I loved you like a sister and would stop at nothing for you, nothing. I never wanted your fear, it is the least I ever want you to feel for me and nor would I ever have you carry any burden on my behalf. I would never scorn you while your heart was true. Whoever or whatever you are. It pains me so much the thought of you treated, plagued and abused in such a way. I would fight your every battle given half a chance... but NOTHING..." suddenly her eyes were blazing with anger "...justifies the relish in the torture, humiliation and taking of innocent life that I just witnessed!"
She stood adamant in the middle of the alley with both hands firmly in fists at her sides, trembling with guilt, anger and regret. She did not know where this would take her, she had always been willing to do anything for Angel and Cythis but this was not something she could watch.
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Post by Calli on Oct 21, 2005 15:05:53 GMT -5
Angel stopped, her head turning enough so her chin touched her right shoulder, her mouth partly open and her eyes closed. She had baited Elan into anger and subconsciously knew it. But the most important fact was she had consciously baited a innocent to lust after her and die because of that misdirected desire. Angel took in a breath and started to turn around, her gauze clothing barely making a single movement as she did so, her gold eyes surveying her dear friend with a agonized expression.
"I'll torture myself if I don't take the full death drought from the human I feed upon... It is something I have not tried to do Elan and if I could rid myself of this curse by the gods I would!"
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Post by Aylor on Oct 23, 2005 15:35:14 GMT -5
Aylor sniffs haughtily. She is not getting half the attention that she should. Humans. Pah. She slinks off to the side and slips through a gap in a fence.
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 23, 2005 19:51:26 GMT -5
Elanorîn gave Angel a hard unimpressed glare.
"You choose to inflict the torture and death of innocent souls to cover your own skin, keep your day tasting sweet. How noble. As a 'superior' strong being you take none of your burden yourself and just further crushes the Helpless Mortals under your foot. Sinking your thirsty teeth in them with a playful smile after first toying, humiliating and leading them on. Your newfound strength and power used only to further terrorise the people that cross your path, spread Horror and Fear in the world around you because 'you have no choice'."
The last words spoken with a mocking high-pitched voice, Elanorîn gave Angel, or the creature in her body at least, a look of utter contempt as she spat on the ground in Angel's direction, sneered and turned away, walking back to Cythis. She looked up at him and for a moment revealed only to him the true feelings inside as a desperate look came to her blue eyes for a second.
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Post by Calli on Oct 23, 2005 20:04:28 GMT -5
Angel winced as Elans word hit home. Her eyes closed as she let her legs give out underneath her. Both hands hit the wet pavement, her long silvery mane mingling with the dirt and grime. She was shaking from the emotions flooding through her being.
Angel had thought that as a vampire, she wouldn't need to worry about despair, or weakness, but now those were the only emotions she felt. She's right! By the gods she's right! Angel screamed to herself in pure agony. I'm a worthless devil... I take pride in playing with humans!
Bringing herself to her knee's Angel clutched at her skull, now using telepathy to contact Elan, where all her emotional pain could clearly be felt... and her plea be clearly understood.
"You stand for good... you kill evil creatures like me.... Do me the courtesy you want to! Rid me of this exsitance... I won't fight...."
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Post by Justy on Oct 23, 2005 20:18:37 GMT -5
Cythis stood silently, observing the situation and giving a slight shake of his head. This is all growing quite boring, and over dramatic for his taste. Elanorin, Angel, both are in the wrong and neither can quite realize it. A slight shake of his head is given as he reaches a hand out, lightly placing it upon Elan's shoulder. "Elanorin, you're being hypocritical. How do you know anyone is innocent? Am I innocent? Are you Innocent? How many creatures have you killed that could have been shown mercy? How many times have you drawn a blade instead of saying a kind word?" He shakes his head again and looks over to Angel. "And you, it's one thing to do what you need out of necesity. I too share a similar burden, though not as great, however, to toy with and take pleasure in it is entirely diferent. Do what you must to live, take life if need be, but respect it regardless. I could rip your soul from your body to feed myself, but I wont, and when I am at a point I need to do so, it is always a pitty."
Aunintra, on the other hand, simply watches from the shadows. The events are amussing to him, Elanorin and her self rightous bull shit, Angel and her sudden display of emotion. The only hint of his presance is the sudden laughter coming from the darkness, a darkness so thick that even Cythis didn't see through it. He steps forth, wings coming out as he looks at all of them. "Who gives a damn? Seriously. You can all sit here and say what you want. It doesn't matter. Angel can toy and murder people, Elanorin can just brin them back. This is all one big joke, don't you get it?" He shakes his head. "Humans. You're all so ruled by yourselves it's funny. What harm was done? Seriously? Always so quick to judge and react, never taking the time to actualy think." Another cool laugh escapes him as he just shakes his head, eyes closing and his wings ruffling a bit. "Welcome to reality. People die, people are brought back. It's a huge, endless, loop of idiocy. Angel enjoys it because it's what's been beaten into her. Elanorin, do you not do things you belive are rightious and virtuous? Who are you to say Angel's belives arn't her own rightousness? Seeing as you are no longer of the same race or background." He shrugs, looking to the downed Angel and shaking his head. "You want cured, dearest? I mean, think about it. Would morality be worth mortality?"
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 24, 2005 18:59:29 GMT -5
Elanorîn stood by Cythis and slowly turned as she heard Angel fall to her knees, with a look of anger mixed with disbelief she watched the woman on the ground as the words echoed in her mind. She winced. Partly due to the sight before her and partly due to the invasion of privacy she felt by the words pushing in to her mind and without any hope to stop them. Her anger grew inside her and a hand slowly drew a little toward the hilt of her sword as she suddenly felt Cythis hand on her shoulder.
Her eyes closed slowly and only just forced back the tear, her muscles relaxing and her hand stayed by his touch. She inclined her head a little and held it there, her eyes closed, listening to his every word.
"Will you further cast burden around you and force upon me the weight of taking your life? To force me to watch what little life and perhaps hope is still in your eyes fade by my sword? You... my Angel?"
Her eyes opened and watched the woman with bitterness and sadness for a long moment before she turned her face to one side towards Cythis.
"Hypocrytical? Do you not know me better than this? I claim no one as innocent. Not you, not I and certainly not Angel after what I have just witnessed. I am in no way a Saint and should probably have shown mercy more than once where I did not. But I have yet to draw my sword for any other reason than for defence of either myself or one I believe in need. And you... I know what you are... you and Masivyr never hid that truth. But I see restraint in you, respect for life and the willingness to fight whatever hurt your restraint causes you for the sake of what is Right."
Her eyes turned to Angel as she still stood firm.
"If you have no such shred of decency in you anymore, Angel, you do deserve death. But I'll be damned before you lay that burden on me!"
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Post by Calli on Oct 24, 2005 19:16:18 GMT -5
Angel looked to wards Aun, a slight smile turning up at the tips of her mouth. "No... morality is not worth the plague of mortality my love... far from it." Brining herself to her feet, Angel watched Elan and felt... felt has if she had taken a knife and stabbed her in the chest. And if that hadn't been enough gave it a slight twist for good measure.
Auns words though had given her strength to stand firm, and even a small smile was upon her lips. "True, I might over indulge in the killing of humans but... that one, he was eager for the idea of taking a whore on the street, he probably will be murdered soon, someday within this god forsaken city. Mugged with his throat slit. My death was so much more pleasant." Angel took a step to wards Elan. "His passing wasn't one filled with agony, it was quite... pleasurable I assure you."
she now shrugged. "If I must take lives to live or die, then I'll enjoy the experience as was taught to me... even if the teacher is someone deserving a slow and painful death.... But thats off topic." She glanced to wards her master before returning her gaze to Elan.
"your ways... I understand Elan, I lived within the same household for many months and... I promise now to never feed in your presences. That is as far as I can go in turning to wards your righteous ways." Angel stood up straight with her chin tilted upward in defiance and pride.
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Post by Justy on Nov 10, 2005 18:38:44 GMT -5
Cythis shakes his head slightly and gives off a very faint sigh, allowing the breath to press from his lungs and slight out into the cool night air. "That wasn't what I ment, Elanorin. Angel is as Angel is. Either you can accept that and love her the way you do regardless, or you cannot. Do not condem her because she enjoys what she must do. Would you prefer her to be at a constant struggle within herself, battling and despising herself, wishing for death rather then loving life? Truth be told, when I must feed, I do so and I enjoy it. It is a rush beyond beliefe. I may wait until I cannot wait any longer, but it is still part of what I am. Either you can love me for it and who I am, or you can leave and care not." He hopes his words are a bit clearer this time around, before looking over at Angel for a moment, a slight shake of his head is given.
Aunintra smirks slightly at the scene and shrugs his shoulders. "Very well then, as I can cure you of your vampirisim, given that your dear sweet friend here would be willing to aid it. The choice is your's, however, while you would grow old and die, I would remain as I am. So, as I said is morality worth mortality?" A simple shrug of his shoulders is given as he watches Angel, nodding lightly in agreement to her as she speaks of not feeding infront of Elan. To him, that seems a fair compromise, though he adds in. "Unless of course she's feeding from me. Since I highly doubt she'd dare try to take my life, for it would forfiet her own." Once more a casual shrug is given and his wings ruffle lightly in the night air, lips held firmly within the consistant smirk of arrogence.
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Post by Elanorîn on Nov 10, 2005 18:56:49 GMT -5
Now this was a blow from a direction she didn't expect. Angel was a hurt as bad as she was able to take but this... it was as if someone ripped her from within. Of all the things that had been said about her, by her and to her Cythis' words were all that she could hear for a long moment. She turned to face him more directly with pale blue eyes, incredulous and almost frightened.
"Y-you... enjoy it?" Her mind was struggling to come to terms with it. The thought of him having to take life to survive had always made her uncomfortable, but she had taken comfort in his apparent courage and restraint. She'd admired it even. That he was able to rise above himself despite the pains he must suffer. Was all that untrue? Was he no better than... She closed her eyes hard and felt well and truly sick.
She lifted a hand to cover her mouth as she took a few steps up to the nearest wall and leaned to it with her free hand.
Angel was confusing her. One minute she was falling to her knees seeking retribution the next she walked away in full smug arrogance. Either there was a stronger battle within her than Elanorîn had first thought or she was terribly confused.
She looked up over her shoulder in Angel's direction and opened her mouth to speak but no words came. She just watched Angel with a look of despair. For that was truly what she felt. She was powerless if Angel refused to see the horror of what she claimed to so enjoy.
Her pale eyes looked to Cythis, then Angel and then Cythis again, slowly shaking her head, not wanting to believe any of this was happening.
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Post by Calli on Nov 10, 2005 19:20:09 GMT -5
A sigh slipped past Angels lips. Elan was a innocent in many ways.. one was her moral value. When she had been a simple child, Angels morality had been practically non-existent. But seeing such distress within Elan's eyes, caused Angel to feel discomforted, causing her to seek the comfort of Auns arms.
"Why should we live in despair over what we must do?" Angel whispered. "I do not like the idea that humans die to feed my existence but... what can I do? The taste of blood to me is like... like alcohol to you. It is something to be addicted to. It is wonderful yet awful." Angel now shrugged.
"Aun, Cythis and I feed on lives to survive. We all find enjoyment in the action. When I was turned, my human morality... at least what remained slipped away." Another shrug, her attention now turned to Aun.
"Don't think it. I do not wish to grow into a old hag while you remain devilishly handsome and seducing innocent girls!" She grinned.
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Post by Justy on Nov 10, 2005 19:27:08 GMT -5
Cythis looks at Elanorin for a moment, he'd more then expected such reaction from her, a slight shake of his head is given and a small, yet distanced smile. "You mistake my meaning, Elanorin, as per usual. I do not mean I enjoy in the taking of a life, as I do not. That is mearly a very unfortunate circumstance of my feeding. I do, however, enjoy feeling normal for a while, feeling my warmth against your's, rather then the chill of death. I do enjoy feeling alive and feeling free of the curse I am given, if even for a moment. So yes, I enjoy feeding. As I know you enjoy when I have fed more then when I have not. Your mind may try to deny it, but you know it is fact. You enjoy feeling my warm skin, rather then feeling the need to give me your warmth." A slight shake of his head is given as he watches her for a moment, a simple small smile upon his lips, though her raction did hurt him a little, it goes without mention or show.
Aunintra angles a brow slightly as Angel seeks comfort within his arms, though doesn't hesitaite to offer said comfort. A slight shake of his head is given and a chuckle. "Actualy, I take life when I feel it's needed. I'm not a vampire, remember? Full demon, babe. If anything, out of the four of us standing here, I am the monster." A slight shrug of his shoulders is given. It's nothing but the cold hard truth, as he usualy tells it. He gives a slight grin to Angel and looks off for a moment. "Hmmm, on second thought. Maybe I should make you mortal again."
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