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Post by imaginary on Nov 3, 2016 5:47:14 GMT
They had loss the weaker stupider ones but now they stood cheasts heaving bleeding and they looked past him to their mistress. They backed further mai smiled through the blood. She favored her wound." We are not the sheep you are.. a plump ripe bit of mutton"
They knew they had bleed him and he them. Leaving the fallen for now. They didnt come at him yhey stood their ground but the point provided. He would see soon enough.
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Post by Chidera on Nov 3, 2016 5:55:04 GMT
She didn't care that he xalmed with rage because he wouldn't have it long. As he stood bleeding her lions backed away and he tried to taunt them to action. Shed learned much but now he would be harvested.
Just as she fed the rage she now pulled it. Long sticky hot strands wound in her fist and pulled from him to her. As she took it the healing he was managing was cut drastically. The strength hed held was yanked from him as she drank him down.
Wanting him kitten weak not quite dead tho he deserved it for the pride he took from her. All of it every scrap of him was devoured. Watching for the moment he fell.
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Post by Jaedon on Nov 3, 2016 7:44:59 GMT
He spit blood that had begun to pull at the back of his mouth. He’d heard of a lion a few years ago out of Chicago that had taken down a whole clan. He wondered if that story was true he’d crippled a Pride like coalition but there was still more left alive and they could start over. Shame that. He knew that if Chidera wasn’t here they all would have fallen to his claws and still might if he could get them to move when he did.
" Maybe so…" he growled through gritted teeth as he shifted. If he was going out he was going out like a lion. Maybe his spirit would invigorate them once he fell or better yet he would haunt them. Even as he shifted a tear fell mixing with the blood its hint of salt the only clue. As the rage that was part and parcel of his lifes blood ebbed thoughts of his son pervaded in a brief moment. He chuckled bitterly as that was the amount of his life that flashed. Maybe next time he could be a better person. Nah who was he kidding he would screw it up. He was simply born in the wrong time.
He was a warrior a fighter and killer of things. He just hoped that Pepper and or Aminta made it away to protect the others and rid the real Pride of New Orleans its drug problems.
Knowing without his fight he would succumb sooner to his wounds he launched closing on Mai as the strongest. If she had been taught by real lions it would have been a duel of honor instead he knew what it would be and course corrected as the male to her left thought to use the element of surprise. Lancing through him taking his bowels Jaedon clamped down on his arm crunching into bone as the last of his strength fell away and he blacked out.
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Post by Pepper LeForge on Nov 3, 2016 12:44:29 GMT
Pepper looked at gates and knew what he was gettibg at but she's already lost to much today ans went around him sprinting for the feeling that was jaedon. Dammit it was flickering and she ran harder racing in just as he took the male down. The carnage around her she shook but pushed pride into the bruiser. He passed out but he'd not die because she would not allow it.
Looking at the younglings and using her command to keep them back because she was stronger than all of them hurt or not. Dragging him to the safety of the hall she yelled for aminita. Speaking to chidera " you have made your point and taken your pound of flesh. I cannot turn my back as I see he fought bravely"
She didnt add against unfair odds. The kiss was truly scary she knew well enough that it was by their leave that deces umbre still lived as mangled as it was. Mostly by leave of the vampire behind her because she knew he was there and the one in front of her because gates held her leash.
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Post by Gates on Nov 3, 2016 20:22:23 GMT
Gates kept pace staying just in Peppers shadow. He wanted her to see what her lion had wrought. To feel what he would give for her and how he comported himself. He knew that she would be shaken with how members of her pride had behaved and what they’d done. Having someone anyone who would be willing to die if needs be for her would do wonders to solidifying her belief in her reign. It was a shame that so many had failed but in the doing Chidera’s Pride was now stronger knowing now firsthand what being a lion was. Jaedon had comported himself admirably and taken what was given him fighting to his last breath. Odds were that without Chidera here to balance the scales he would have torn through them all perhaps even frenzying with his bloodlust.
Gates met Chidera’s gaze imparting an appreciation for her restraint. She managed to spur and sequester testing both Jaedon and her coalition without getting directly involved. He looked at each of the lions still standing and nodded in turn. Pepper was worried and that was to be expected but the cost was paid for risking the city as a whole and trust was re-established. " Yes it seems he did, Chidera?"
He left her to either fill Pepper in on her lions act of savage bravery or to escort her and Aminta back to their Den so as to corral the other users helping remove a problem by offering further aid. In giving her the floor Gates also allowed his aura to pervade and fill the space between them all. It was calming but firm. This matter was dead over done price paid, truths revealed and tomorrow would begin the long of it. Being this close to Chidera her lions and Pepper, Aminta, and Jaedon allowed the feline energy of his own aura to show more. Much like his progenitor he was aspected to such but unlike his progenitor he didn’t fill his Kiss with as many.
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Post by Aminta Eliades on Nov 3, 2016 20:38:46 GMT
Pepper was faster simply point of fact but Aminta was no slouch especially considering that speed was not a normally a lions best tool. She was on her and Gates heels doing her best to insure he didn’t try a sneak attack of sorts. She had no idea what she could do except die in trying anything but Pepper had been hurt enough and she wouldn’t willingly let Pepper be hurt by anyone.
As Pepper pulled Jaedon out she slid to stop her heels digging in as she dropped to grab him as well. Touch was the key. These were lion claws and bites mostly grazes but a few deeper and the blood loss was real and would be as teeth and claw healed slow enough that death was a real possibility. As Pepper pushed her aura into him Aminta took a moment to steady herself. She had to even with all they had been through really think if she wanted him around. Glancing into the space where he was and Chidera still stood she saw the death. The violence. Against the pseudo zombie horde they’d fought earlier was one thing but she knew in her bones that those lying and fallen were lycanthropes, lions, mostly male. He’d fought a room of lycanthropes and nearly won. It bothered her some knowing what sort of weapon he was.
There was no one standing who didn’t have wounds gaping wounds that had they been human might mean loss of limb or death. She really thought about that. He hadn’t so much as raised a hand against them either of them but still the potential was there. They didn’t have any real fighters in the Pride they were survivors yes but fighters no. She was sure Chidera had raised her lions to be just that. She herself was a warrior a fighter Aminta knew it would be hard for Chidera to teach anything but that fierceness. And yet here this lone strange lion had almost done them in. All these thoughts happened quickly but the hesitation showed and Aminta pushed it all away Pepper trusted him and so she would as well. Adding her strength to help stabilize the man she laid her hands on him and pushed all of their auras seeming to mingle. They’d need more heft and sure enough she felt it though not from where she’d thought Gates had a very warm proto feline undertone to his aura. It was like he was a ghost lion his aura held just enough weight of the hunter to be almost warm almost alive.
She looked to Chidera pleadingly more lions would insure that Jaedon survived. She knew Chidera knew this as well but was unsure of what she would do.
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Post by Chidera on Nov 4, 2016 6:35:25 GMT
She sighed softly playtime over it seemed. She looked to her wounded" go heal each other to stable and feed. Small ones come to me I need your help"
The ones who wernt of legal age and were not yet fighters could still heal and lend lion. Shed taught them that much. Sending five with the coalition to help she pulled three with her and turned to the others" he faught bravely and will be an asset to your pride but he is also bull headed and very much into how things are..supposedly to be run as a pride so be aware of him and should you need my help in putting him in his place again well."
She smiled and closed the space" come we will help you get him home after a bit more stabilization and he will awaken there. Master gates is correct that we are all of rhe same team and all possible ill meaning was handled today. You two personally have nothing to worry from me or mine unless I get told otherwise "
She was blunt about it if gates said they would be more useful worm food then she would make it happen and not bat a lash. Together they moved him to a move comfortable room where her cubs as she thought of them all touched jaedon gently and pushed pride lion and healing into him.
Some of his wounds knit and his breathing eased. The feeding though would leave him docile and sleeping like he'd shifted multiple times in to short a time.
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Post by Jaedon on Dec 23, 2016 5:45:59 GMT
Jaedon came to swimming in fur and the mental feel of it. He fought opening his eyes as he wasn’t sure he wanted anything other than the feel of safety and security. He didn’t want his human mind to cause any interference with that just yet. Yet his mind kept picking at it. H estopped himself but just barely. His eyes lethargically slid open heavy and furred. He was changed he wore his beast as it rode him and yet he was at peace in pain but at peace. There were limbs and scents that were not his pride all about him yet the feel of Pride was loosely on them. It stayed his hand yet the urge to cause drama and trauma rippled through him.
It dissipated quick enough he had to check himself for outside influences finding none he settled him huffing as he inhaled the scent of Chidera on the fur of someone near him. He also felt Pepper near at hand and the other whose name escaped him in the moment. He was calmer because of it yet the hunger picked at him son it would call to him for now safe secure would do. He wasn’t sure how long he was sleeping or when he shifted but for now here was good. The sonorous breathing of those sleep was calming and knowing he could act was even moreso. Soon he would act what he would do he wasn’t sure but as they managed to keep form killing him he wo uld return the favor.
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Post by imaginary on Jan 14, 2017 21:20:32 GMT
The little ones feeling him stir woke rubbed their eyes and headed back to the group leaving him with only his own.
Food was brought in by a vampire left on table and they left as quickly as they had come. Clean sweats to replace his tatters was already on the chair in the room.
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Post by Pepper LeForge on Jan 15, 2017 22:47:11 GMT
She watched them come and go pressed at his front nita to his back. N9t having slept much to worried over the house. They needed to get back and round up the addicts."jeadon i know you can hear me we need to go back you can stay like this or shift but we need to leave"
She got up and slid on her clothes you didn't wear them in a healing pile unless the healed was uncomfortable with nudity
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Post by Jaedon on Jan 16, 2017 5:42:53 GMT
Peppers voice moved through him calling something he didn’t think was possible. Fealty, real loyalty he’d been willing to die to protect or at least give her a chance. What was he stupid? He thought to himself trying to fight the truth. Shaking his head as he opened his eyes. It was a double disconcerting matter. He felt breasts and female warmth against his back yet felt the same against his chest. As Pepper moved away he gained a better view and understanding of his situation.
Her words filtering through the haze over him. It would take at his fastest too long to shift all at once so he stood on fours. Forcing himself away from the warmth at his back realizing it was Aminta. Her soft snores causing his leonine face to spread in its version of a smile. Padding after Pepper he looked over at Aminta who was slowly stretching and beginning to rise.
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Post by Chidera on Jan 26, 2017 19:48:09 GMT
When they left safely she found her self sighing. He had been so delicious and part of her hoped he would fall into her hands again. Unfortunately she knew gates would push for the pride to thrive and with him they might.
All was food for thought as shed learned somethings and would fix the tactical holes the big male had pointed out through force. Though she was still proud of her cubs a lesser lion would have fallen.
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Post by Gates on Jan 30, 2017 11:22:37 GMT
Gates waited nearly a heartbeat before he was at Chidera’s side. He hated that this lion was more Rex than Tibs moreso now than ever. This male had been taught ta the claw and mouth of lions who understood the true nature of strength and purpose. This lion while as all brave enough to rise past their comfort had the makings of a Rex with none of the self-importance that came with those unsuited to the role. This lion he knew would die for his Pride instead of turn-tail and flee the unmitigated truth that there was a king above all and here in this city in fact in this entire region to be honest that was Gates.
Gates sighed all too humanly at the thought.
The waste that that venture had been. It was a learning lesson that for all of his far-seeing that sometimes as loathe as he was he would have to act far more quickly to avert others form ruining themselves. He was as his make predisposed to the concept of ones own worth being decided by the sweat of one own brow. It was a derivation of do little reap much do much reap little. It had aided him far more often than most other ideals in his very long lived life.
Even now as he was preparing to violate both the America and European Councils. He was preparing to make active and bloody war on another master of a city. He had all but claimed Praxis yet as it stood the Master of Baton still fought the quiet take over allowing the safety and sanity of her city to be not only at risk but a foregone loss. There was only so long Gates could continue a blackout of the city. It was quickly reaching the level where he would need to decide to cease all aid he was lending or New Orleans would suffer.
He was unwilling to allow that and yet was unwilling to allow the cities plight to be broadcast round the world. So with little more than two weeks of viability left it was time to move. Decisively.
“Now that they are departed spare no judgement what do you think of their potential?” He said as he wrapped Chidera in the warmth of his recent feeding. His arms encircling her so that she could feel the beating of his heart the affectations of life he played at.
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Post by Chidera on Jan 30, 2017 12:20:16 GMT
The feel of him present and her side was welcome but she felt also his racing mind and let him choose when to break silence. She knew the clock on baton was running down and she also knew that if he said the word shed put together a small team and end the master of baton.
The woman was a fool and was a third sire of padma meaning her sire was sired by one of padmas childer. While most other masters only had one or two links between them and their sire line like gates or her self. The power of the line was the biggest danger from her as she could control any animals chidera might bring which cut her team choice.
When he enveloped her she grinned. He was warm and lively while she was more room temperature. Her aural feeds were satisfying but they didn't give her the warmth and humanness of blood." He will be of aid to her as long as she doesn't allow him to bully her into being a puppet. I think aminita would gut him before she let that happen as they like him and even care but...the bad taste he left in all our mouthes still lingers."
Gates would know well who he was she didn't have to say." He was turned away from Seattle I don't know all of it but barnabas wasnt keen to keep him"
She had shuddered at the master of Seattle's name now there was a monster even amongst monsters. He wasn't hard to look at but the rumours and reports. Feeling gates instinctively tighten her in his arms as a comfort.
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Post by Gates on Jan 30, 2017 14:32:12 GMT
He felt her fear at the name of Barnabas and added more strength to his grasp of her he didn’t impart crushing merely strength and comfort. None could even think of harming her but that she allow it. Here she was perfectly safe from all harm. Which was part and parcel of what stayed his hands as long as they’d been when it came to the matter of Baton. He’d sent another to scout usurp and obtain the city whole cloth. What he received in return was one less would be master amongst his kiss. Not every plan he’d laid had borne any fruit worth sampling sadly. But he thought far afield and ahead of most.
It was why he did not enjoy the news that Chidera brought. Terrance had left a bad taste. That was not the idea he’d hoped for. Gates smiled all the same as he spoke. It was why when he felt the edges of the man he’d pushed one piece in place one of many he’d prepared in the hopes of not needing such. Aloud he said, “It is not difficult to apply pressure to some. The problem is one never knows what that pressure may create either gem or dust.”
Internally he opened the bond between them allowing her to see his actions in regards to creating the tie that brought Jaedon here. Form slowly poisoning his Rex against him mentally to feeding and fanning the flame of his love for his progeny to planting the thought in his ex’s head to return to family. A plan years in the making but only enacted recently so as to call strength of arms to defend Pepper and Aminta. He’d also let slip that he’d pushed the paranoia within Sabin’s head as he had Xanatos help rid him of his possession.
In the most fleeting of seconds his connection to Eric Dumagne in Miami as well. That was a plan long in the offing he’d finally set in motion as well. In essence he was a spider in the midst of webs so long and deep that one tremor and he could effect the outcome in several differing battles across the contiguous states.
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