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{NSFW;Mild touching, blood mention, unwanted touches, dark plots.}

Having been back to the ship for nearly a week now, the captain sat in her chair as if it were a throne, hidden eyes scanning over each word on the parchment. She had already sent word to the medic to see if she would be up for some sea time and to enjoy the frantic woman's company aboard the ship. She had always adored the medic, from the first time she set eyes on her Kalaire had claimed the medics friendship with how she spoke and didn't falter even when she spoke of what she did and who was aboard her ship.

All in all the medic meant so much to the captain. Shifting she noticed a bit of frost on the window, lofting a brow at this she pushes herself from the chair, passing her garn nighthowl and opened the door to see a large yellow backpack being tossed on deck, a sly smile stole the Captain's lips at this as she walked further out and leaned against the railing watching the medic climbing her way up the hulls ladder.

“Watch out, that Raud may peek under your dress.”

Seeing the panic in the medics eyes as she pushed up quicker only to receive a scowl from her as well as her first mate as he grumbled something and wanders back to his cabin within the ship, a loud laugh was given as arms quickly went around the medics waist pulling her into her form.” I've missed you my little pup.”

Karanathie would grumble and then finally give in as she was pulled into the warm embrace of her best friend, a sigh escaped as she looked to the cloth that covers her eyes.” I've missed you as well Kala. How have things been since we all left?”

A small hum was given, teetering her head back and forth.” I mean I got my free time. Chilled mostly, got my tan on in Tanaris after visiting the graves, wandered around a bit but I didn't linger too long.”

“It's been a month, it must have been nice to be on land for a bit right?”

“No, I missed the rock of the ship and my bed, I longed for it really. I missed my sea legs almost right away.” She mused.

“So we are going to undermine?”

“Ya, Zander met some skilled elf, so I was going to see if I can get a few things made for the ship and all.”

Shifting, she would direct the crew about, raising the anchor and setting sail, joking around with karanathie as they stayed in the cabin, aside from eating in the mess hall with the rowdy crew, and digit showing and teaching the medic some sign language on the way, they had time.

Another week passed as they finally docked, the troll quickly running down the boardwalk to go and get his newly found friend and help him with carrying what would be needed.

As hours seemed to go by they were finally back, along with a snobby goblin in tow as he was smoking a cigar, the medic made sure not to be in the way.

Though as they pushed the cart up the blue elf's hidden eyes behind the goggles were glued on the blond haired woman, a devious smirk at play on his features as he fathoms what was beneath the modest dress that she wore. He kept his eyes locked as if he was a starved wolf, a sinister smirk forming. Though his attention was redirected as he continued to make his way, he had a job to do after all.

They would set up in the small room where the extra cannon balls were stored, he would get to work and start unpacking, glancing up here and there taking in the golden locks of the woman as she talked casually to the crew members, his eyes narrowed as his shadows wiggled beneath, slowly outreaching to gently touch the woman's leg, causing her to give a startled gasp and look in his direction.

His eyes shifted hidden but sinister gleaming as soon as he saw the fear in her eyes it pulled him to want to hear her cry, a sly smirk was given watching as she quickly ran off from his view, a nudge from clank was given to work and not fuck around.

They were to make about 12 bombs specifically made in a way for the captain, his eyes scanned the schematics they had settled for, then to the bomb housing as he measured out the powders and nullafiers. Humming as he plotted, his goals to make money but also to gain leverage against whoever, his foot brushed against the housing of his newest bomb, the sleek design in a rectangular housing something to be hung and screwed to walls.

He pulled the goggles down as his eyes settled on the door, then in the corner of his eye he kept tabs on his uncle's movement, he excused himself for a moment silently as he bent down gripping the housing beneath and moved to the cannon rack scanning the wall, the large 6x4 sticking out along the wall took him, he would angle the unit upward from prying eyes and screw it to the wood in a flash, well practiced for times like this.

Hearing footsteps he would pick up a cannon ball and pretend he was looking it over, turning to see the first mate, the dead eyes scanning the room and fell to the blue elf who seemed off in the very first meet, the stoic face didn't hint to any emotion as he turned and walked off, leaving Nole to put the heavy as hell ball back down.

“Stop shucking your damn work and get over here, we're almost done.”

“You got that one, give me a bit.”

With that he shifted and walked out and smelt the air, seeing no sign of the Captain, but as his eyes scanned he noticed the medic, his eyes scanning over her features as she was practicing signing alone on the rails as everyone was either busy doing something away from her or off the ship getting more ale to fill the hull.

Everything into play, he glided across the deck quiet and calculated till he was upon her, grinning and his eyes flickerd with delight as soon as her seafoam eyes looked up in a frightened way, like a cornered rabbit about to die of a heart attack, he knew she didn't like him, but this made him crave to touch her even more so, his hands landed on either side of her hips as he leaned in, voice softly raspy from the years of smoking, nothing kind behind them.

“What is a lovely jewel like yourself doing on a pirate ship?”

Her breath hitched, wide eyed as he was far too close for her comfort, way beyond in her bubble, she didn't like this, she didn't like him.” I am good friends with Kala, now please, give me some space Mr.howey.” her voice firm yet shaken at the end as his name slid from her tongue.

“Come now doll, I saw how close you were with the others.” He leaned in closer, his hands on her hips now as his thumbs lightly tightened and drew circles just above her belt line.

Her body stiffened, fear ran over every inch of her body, screaming danger, this man before her was something she really needed to escape.” I know the others, I don't know you!” Her voice waters as she quickly gripped his wrists forcing them off of her, she then placed her hand on his chest pushing him just enough to see an escape, slipping from the way too close of space she squeaked as she felt a hand smack her ass as soon as she was a small distance, she turned with a glare warning in her eyes.” Do.Not.Touch.Me.” with that she quickly made her escape.

He leaned his cheek in his palm watching the frantic woman run, listening to the bare feet pitter patter beneath her, he shivered and then chuckled lowly to himself and a small faint whisper.” Makes me want to ruin you doll.” he pushed himself off the rail and went back into the workshop, plopping down to join and work, all the while he grinned remembering the feel of her ass against his hand.

“You better not be causing shit. Don't pull anything till we get the rest of the pay you shit.”

“Oh come now, let me have some fun.” Nole leaned the stool back some and took out a smoke, lighting it quickly. Moving it to the corner of his lips as his eyes quickly went back to the elements before him, trying to think of excuses to keep them here longer than a few days just to torment the small golden rabbit.

Night time hit, the workers still hard at work, Clink went off to talk to the captain and left Nole to do as he pleased, with no one on deck, the moon's small light barely hitting at the shadows he noticed the golden rabbit. He would go towards and full intent to reel fear within her mind.

He had her wrapped in his shadows, leaving her hands exposed as well as her lower half, his hand going to her waste, fingers pulling the dress upward to expose her knee, his hand slid under to grip her thigh tightly his face in her neck breathing against it as he pressed his body to herself, making sure she felt him against her, his mouth opened and he bit down harshly against her neck drawing blood.

The heat of his hand felt like needles against her skin, the seafoam eyes locked on him with something she had never felt so truly inside her.Hate. His touch was horrid, she wanted to puke, though as soon as she felt him near her neck the doe-like eyes widened shitting closed tightly as the sting and pain of his bite, her nerves on fire at the tears forming.

Mustering up all that she could she turned her palm to him it flickered light a sudden surge within her she forced with her all a quick shield, this repelled him his fangs scraping harshly as he was sent flying into the railing of the ship and over, causing the shadows to release their grip, she dropped to the deck-hands quickly to her neck in panic knowing he didn't hit the main vain set her at ease but it hurts like hell. She quickly took out gauze and a wrap that she always had on hand and wrapped up the wound.

Her shadows started to form, as if retaliation from the touch of his, panicked she swiped at them to rid it from her form, cursing under her breath she got up, she had to get away from this man, the bite was the last straw. She quickly ran to the cabin, regaining her composure to enter even though her heart was racing from the attack the elf had made.

Entering she noticed Kalaire was asleep in her chair, the glass of whiskey filling the room with a woody smoke smell, she entered and closed the door, gently she stepped and went to her backpack to get a new dress out, it was gray and had a higher neck collar, she slowly slid the normal lilac colored dress from her form with a sigh.

The Captain had woke, due to noticing the small change within the room knowing she was no longer alone after drinking with the feral goblin after paying, her hidden eyes went to the now naked medics form, a loving smile, though her eyes quickly narrowed seeing her neck, brows quickly knitting at the sight, though her voice would be soft and somewhat lustful.

“Mmm, you still don't wear bras after all these years love? And what's with your neck?”

“Why wear a bra, it's suffocating, and not like mine are large like yours, there's enough cloth to not show I lack a bra.” She shifted and put the dress over her head and slid into it like it was water around her form.” There's big as hell bugs out here… I think I've had enough, I need to go gather some herbs.”

The hidden eyes narrowed still, watching her, noting the body language did not add up with her words, a small jump of her brow was made at this, but she wouldn't push the medic to speak knowing she would just clam up if she did.” You may not have as big as mine, but a fine body still, guess I can be lucky you actually have underwear on.”

A gasp escaped as Kara turned to her blushing at this.” That was only for a few months, kala! I was in a high humidity location!”

“Ya ya, excuses, it's cute. Bet you still sleep naked too.” She knew full well she did, seeing it so many times when the woman kept to the boat, how the sheets on Kalaire's bed slid down her naked form.

“ Well yes, I don't see how anyone can sleep with clothes on, when I do the dress twists around and rides up, makes things feel suffocating.” she was finally calm, being able to talk to the captain truly helped her mind escape what had just transpired.

“So, where are you off to this round?”

“Northrend again, I have some herbs… to make someone smile I hope.”

“ You'd love it there again wouldn't you? I'm surprised you still feel at home in that place after the Scarlets and all.”

“ And when Blue left me, but there's always something pulling me to the white vast snows.” Her eyes shifted as she looked to Kalaire, something loving in her eyes.

“ So, the herbs are for this friend… the one who showed you the animals? Shit, you gonna finally get that cherry popped?”

She sighed out and shook her head blushing as she sunk into herself.” I don't think he's like that, he did promise not to touch me in that way, something about protecting me.” Her mind shifted, pondering how to explain her neck if she did run into him.

“Well… as long as he's good to you, he makes you cry, you better tell me. I'll kill him.”

Karanathie hadn't given her the details of what he was, a somewhat nervous chuckle escaped as she took up her hearth stone and her backpack.” No fighting anyone for my sake kala.”

Hidden eyes shifted, she stood up and quickly went to the medic pulling her into her exposed cleavage in a tight hug.” I'd fight the world for you little pup, regardless of the odds.” She purred in a slicing tone feeling the medics arms around her tightly now.

“ I know you would, and I thank you for everything, you've always made sure to protect me… but it's time I start doing it for myself.” She nuzzles into the Captain's chest. Pulled away.” I'll send word once I get a few herbs in okay?”

Feeling her warmth leave her skin, Kalaire slightly pouted at this but sighed and smiled.” You be safe, and know if you need me I am here.” She leaned in and kissed her cheek, eyes on her neck wound seeing the tinge of blood, she pulled back and placed her hands on her hips.” I am always here for you, no matter what, I am on your side.”

“Thank you kala, i know, and don't worry, Nana will be seeing you very soon!” She put the backpack on and took the hearthstone with both hands, she didn't remember exactly where it was bound either but it was in Northrend atleast. She vanished within seconds.

—--

After the pure shock of being repelled like that by the golden shimmering shield he floated in the waters for a moment, replaying this over and over in his head, shifting upright as the small waves hit his face his bangs clung to the blue skin and his eyes gleamed with hunger wanting to play with the medic more, something in him seemed to snap.

“Oooooh if only I heard her scream when I bit her… would have been such a fine melody to my ears .” He hummed and began to swim back to the shore, his eyes like a predator, slowly shifting along the sands now as he walked out of the waters allowing the winds hit his now chilled form, glancing to the dock he noticed clank waiting tossing the money bag up and down with a wicked grin.” Went swimming hu? Come on, we are done.” He walked off back to the house.

A brow lifted at this, somewhat saddened they were done, a sigh escaped as he dragged his body from the waters and his clothes clinging to his form, he gripped the hem of his shirt and twisted it as if that would make him dry somehow.” Well shit, guess I'll have to wait.”

He was somehow always able to wait to be able to hear and torment those around him, his eyes slowly turning cold as his gaze took to the smug city before him. He had been in a bad mood till his fun with the medic, perhaps taking it out on her after hearing the troll he had kidnapped for his experimentations had toiled his mood.

He took up the casing of smokes, slinging the water from it, flicking it open. He sighed happily, seeing they were safe, he took one between his lips and lit it with his zippo, taking in a long drag that lit his eyes up before he set off to the house. Perhaps he will busy himself in more acid orbs he had laying around, or perhaps something more sinister. Regardless he planned to keep his hands busy and his guard up as always.

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After the medic had hearted out of her sight the woman pivoted on her left heal and walked with a purpose, she would get to the bottom of this incident, throwing the door open she would walk out and glance around, she was in search of the small blue goblin.”Digit get up here!” Her tone was demanding.

Within moments she noticed his form appear from down below as he was eating an orange, walking up to his captain, hands out front and shook sideways.’What?’

She shifted her glance downward eyeing his sign a small sigh escaped.” Did you notice anything… involving the medic? She left in a panic and a fucking neck wound.”

He slid another slice of the orange in his mouth as he pondered, slowly recalling some incidents he had taken notice of. He would slowly explain some moments that the bomb maker and the medic shared, his eyes unwavering with each detail, he paused before he signed how the man slapped her ass after her stating for him to not touch her.

Her heart dropped at this, though pondering she glanced away.” An ass slap is nothing to the medic, there has to be something we clearly missed…. If that Howey guy is used again for his tinkering, keep a damn good eye on him. I don't know what he is up to and I don't trust the man.”

{ @thesoftshellmedic, @multiemuse }

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Monster Boyfriends

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Taking a drag of his smoke he glanced up at the rafters lifting a brow, hands quickly went to the contraption." I'm not rude, the saw is!" Waving his smoke around some before putting it back to his lips, kicking at the gears on the floor, noticing the bird now on his work bench.

" Don't eat any of that, I need the parts." He sighed and watched, noticing the spring in his beak, his eyes narrowed as he leaned forward some and took it, hearing the bird croak some he pet it with his index finger, examining the spring." Guess this thing wasn't right. Hey, don't you have a home? Won't someone miss ya little snack?"

Clearly teasing the bird as he took his goggles from around his neck and put them over his eyes to examine the spring further to see if there was any damage to it, something went wrong but what? He only slightly cared really.

A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

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He grumbled." Ah,ya shit!" The peck caught him off guard, he lightly hissed through his teeth at it." Great, it talks." Lightly rolling his eyes at this, though the pull of focus was back to the gears, moving one slightly as the others spun in unison, nodding and lightly teetering his head at this. Clearly slowly putting the week in its place snugged in the grooves.

"And let's see if this will actually crank." He closed the housing, clearly being leery about the bird, his upper lip lightly curled barring the upper fangs" No more pecking." He mumbled out, while gripping the cord, yanking it back with his left arm.

The saw blade would spin within the housing, Nole raised his arms slightly knocking the bird into his face, clearly he had forgotten its existence till feathers hit his cheek, he quickly lowered them, black smoke started to rise out of the gears, the creation shook and exploded as most things goblin makes did, he coughed a bit from this as gears rolled along the ground." Well shit." A shrug was made as he wiped his hands to the once clean shirt now riddled with black, shrugging he rummaged into the pockets and took out his smokes. Eyeing the gears and kicked at one.

He then placed the cigarette to his lips and lit it. Another project unsuccessful, he was better at making things explode than fixing things, he had come to terms with this long ago.

@drunkenworgen

A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

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A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

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Nole's eyes flicker with mischief, crossing his legs as he got comfortable, a small tilt of his head was made as the man traced the rim of the wine glass. Nodding as he spoke of most like cornered animals.

Seeing the charming smile he would only match, a game of sorts." We are all fighting, with this dog eat dog world, only the top would win." A small tap of his fingers were made on the table." What one? I'm surely not one to barter often, unless it's deemed right. But surely I wouldn't take my own limbs. I do value them "

Smirking he gave a small Huff at the mear thought." One should first see where others stand, eye them a bit, then see who they can sink their teeth into."

@lothliervrask

" I heard a rumor you fight pretty good. Do you stay clean or throw some dirty?"--Howey.

Loth sips his wine before answering. He grimaces. He keeps trying to like red wine and failing to do so.

“I enjoy the gentlemen’s sport of bare knuckle boxing,” he said. “And as it wouldn’t be sporting? I never cheat. When I win, and I usually do, it’s because of skill and cleverness. No need to cheat.”

he smiled broadly then. “Now, if we’re talking about fighting to survive? Certainly one must do whatever one can to win because losing would hardly be tolerable. One should fight as dirty as possible.”

Thank you @multiemuse

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Amused at the grimace the man made while sipping at the wine. A clear distaste to the man's pallet, a sly grin was made seeing this as amusing as it was, listening the words he spoke.

" Ah, keeping it clean. Fine, in a fair match I can see that. Blood stained knuckles and all." He leaned back some looking the man over, as if sizing him up." It is good to know, that you would fight to survive, can't have an untimely death right? Even a cornered animal would fight to keep its life."

( @lothliervrask )

" I heard a rumor you fight pretty good. Do you stay clean or throw some dirty?"--Howey.

Loth sips his wine before answering. He grimaces. He keeps trying to like red wine and failing to do so.

“I enjoy the gentlemen’s sport of bare knuckle boxing,” he said. “And as it wouldn’t be sporting? I never cheat. When I win, and I usually do, it’s because of skill and cleverness. No need to cheat.”

he smiled broadly then. “Now, if we’re talking about fighting to survive? Certainly one must do whatever one can to win because losing would hardly be tolerable. One should fight as dirty as possible.”

Thank you @multiemuse

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Murder In The First - S1xE8

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His shadows flicker, clearly mocking the bomber as the troll was clearly not in good spirits with his appearance."Hu..." His eyes flicker with excitement, opening his mouth briefly as his tongue trailed the back moler, clearly unfazed by the look, rather made him shiver with excitement. Though, he would step back, he would try again some other time. Clearly today was not a good day for the towering troll.

"I'll see you some other time then, love." Smirking, his shadows engulfed him as he retreated. For now.

@grueviolette

✮ “i like the way you breathe when you’re drifting off.”-- 'Howey' to Oryn, cause reasons.

Oryn slowly turns her head towards him, her neck cracking with a sinister and unhealthy sound.

And his look. His look. Deep, cold and unraveling of feeling. It's the kind of look that says:

«Leave, leave now.»

It is clear that Howey is not welcome.

( @multiemuse)

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Enemies prompt; for Zaeyi ~ @haela-balcyan "Well, someone's cranky today..."

The Ambassador had felt himself pacing. For how long he didn't care, pausing here and there clearly lost within his thoughts. He had done something not normally done by him, he had dared touch someone without consent, though a promice made to protect-or was it just an excuse?

Haunting in his steps to turn to the woman speaking, eyes narrowed, a small growl in his throat was made.

"Well, someone's cranky today..."

Drawing in a deep breath, taking in her scent he glanced away, he couldn't quite place what smells the woman held."Maybe I am..." Amusing himself. A hand soon went through his hair, gripping the back of it. He was allowing his thoughts to get to him, to let the guilt sleep into his bones.

@haela-balcyan

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"When was the last time you _____?"

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Tom Felton attends The 78th Annual Tony Awards

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&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

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Shadows and play

{tw; Knife, Death, Assassin. Blood. Normal 'Howey' shit.}

“Hey dead guy, got some phosphate?”

Eyeing the corner of his dad's lab. The man said nothing, not yet at least. Looking as though he was going through some stuff now Nole kept still. Ears perked, shadows flicker, his eyes narrowed, the air shifted, his eyes slowly scanned the alchemist supplies, searching for their reflections. Ah, there, in the green colored rounded beaker.

Two.

He softly tapped, moving his fingers like they were looking for piano keys.”Ya sure have balls. Coming to the mad man's lair .” He mused, shifting from the stool he used his left foot, tucking it under the table. Turning to them he took out his hunting knife, tossing it back and forth from his left hand to his right.

Giving a murderous look, intent to have fun with this. Seeing the second man finally step from the sludge of shadows Nole tilted his head back, eyes narrowing as he looked down his nose at them. His eyes gleamed with madness, he shook with excitement, his body clearly showing his happiness.

The two were cloaked and shadowed, this did not mean shit to Nole, they had daggers out and he will match this. He was not going to go down without a fight to say the least- No, he had shit to get to first, before he'd die. The grip on his knife tightened, his shadows squirm with delight.

The first man stepped forward, only an inch, his body slightly low ready to lunge at the elf before him, the cold brown hues scanned the body, a hidden brow raised as he muttered coldly to the elf before him.”Is that a boner?” Clearly, this man was fucked in the head.

Nole blinked, glancing down as he moved his hips forward just a bit, snickering.”Yes, I'm just so happy to see you! And you, my love, I'll deal with you later.” Clearly speaking to himself down below, seeming proud he returned his gaze back to the brown eyed man before him seeing him shift. ‘Let the games begin.’

The assistant was still working on what needed to be done. Clearly unfazed by this commotion, or rather used to this. He was still compiling the small amount of magnesium and sulfate he needed to measure and scale out for one of Nole's bombs they were working on as of late.

The intruders stopped twiddling their thumbs, making their moves only to be stopped in their tracks, both glanced down, trindles of shadows gripped their legs, hearing small booted footsteps they exchanged glances, the first man twisted the dagger in his hand thrusting it outward, stabbing Nole in the shoulder.

Nole didn't move, he only smiled as the pain surged through his body, the shadows wrapping around his ‘guests’ , the hunting knife kept to his left hand and raised. The shadows lifted the first man, Nole dropped down some, his glowing eyes seemed blurred like a glowstick being waved at a rave, twisting the knife so his right hand formed it's palm to the hilt he thrusted with momentum slamming himself against the mans body into the wall, turning it till he heard a crunch, seeing the neck no longer pulse with breath.

Pulling the knife from the man's torso he shifted, the grains of sand beneath his boots crunched, hunched he looked at the second, his shadows slowly faded and the man twisted his own knife thrusting it to Nole's face, tilting to the right it grazed near his eye. This only made him grin.

Dropping again, if people saw they would mistake his movements for a rogue of sorts, shifting his grip again he stepped with both hands on the hilt thrusting it through the man's jaw, passing the skin to the thin part of his skull piercing deeply. He didn't let go of the knife, even when the body went limp, the mouth opened and closed as he tried to wiggle the knife out

The mouth opened, the tongue stuck out.”Fuck… that touched my knife!” He appeared grossed out at this, placing his boot on the man's chest he twisted and wiggled the knife loose, his lips curled looking like a cat that just smelt something horrid. He took an oil stained cloth out of his pocket, wiping the blade clean, just now noticing blood dripping from his own body, his vision on his right blurred and burned some. Blood got in it. He wiped at it wincing.

“HEY DEAD GUY.” Glancing to the man, groaning, he kicked the bodies as if to exact revenge on the dead.”Damn, I hate having to patch myself.” He turned, walking away leaving bloody boot prints now, he continued to clean his knife he loved this thing. He paused, eyes narrowed and he put it close to his face, squinting more.”Ah man! I broke the tip!”

He groaned, he sheathed the knife his look as if he was more pained about this than his wounds. His shoulder hurts like a bitch, the knife was still in it. He pulled it out slowly and hissed through his teeth. The scientist finally moved from his post, making slow strides.

" 'Howey' you look like shit." The man's voice was low and raspy, like he had smoked for decades and it was seeping from him.

"No, I look hot as shit." He snickers, gripping his pack of smokes from his pants pocket. Taking one out he laid it between his lips." I'ma head to the bay for a bit. Haggle there for more supplies." He brought up a bunsen burner nearly toppling the beakers around it as he lit his smoke.

With it lit he turned it upright and set it back on the table, he would leave the mess to the scientist and his hobgoblin to clean. Shifting he made his way out of the room and home of his father's, once outside he cringed, teeth pressed into the filter as the smog of the environment here hit him like a muggy weather heat that sticks and stinks.

As a car came speeding by, the puddles around were close, shadows quickly sheltered Nole, he shifted and the boots made a squeak, a dagger was thrown at the speeding car's tire. A pop was heard, sparks started flying as the vehicle now fishtailed, screams were heard as Nole walked away, he needed to get back to the booty bay for a bit.

The car curved and started to roll, the impact hit a nearby tinker shop, a fire started, a boom was heard, Nole paid no mind, he was calculating in his head, he had met a troll from a pirate crew, talked shop. He needed to check shipments from Clinks shop in the bay. He needed more magnesium. He hated the prices here. Pure madness.

As people panicked and screamed trying to get out of range of the now raging fire, it exploded here and there, engulfing the vehicle that had started this all.”Hu… “ he spoke to himself, his shadows really. His mismatched eyes flicker with excitement as his small grin slowly became wild, he was still hot and heavy from the assassin attempt.

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TMI Tuesday!

Paris all your characters, if you made a ranking. Who will be the strongest physically?

I shall answer oocly. And for these two.

Physical strength would be none other than Zaeyi Mageray. For my top pick-

Due to his affliction side and shifts with anger and rage coursing through him, Worgen strength is nothing to mock. Naturally this book loving magic wielder, given his age and knowledge of the world he had picked up some hand to hand sorts.

'Howey', giving his appearance he would not 'seem' strong physically, though he has a good bit of muscle mass under his ever so baggy cloths he wears when working. He has a good amount per say. He does have a lot of run ins that requires his hands and muscles to actually work, aside from bomb making, carrying and placement of heavy objects.