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Post by Sheera on Aug 9, 2008 1:29:12 GMT -5
Fate let out a startled squeek, at his sudden movements, and instinctively snapped her jaws at him. Her eyes flashed, but she soon calmed.
"Damn! Don't scare me like that!" she gasped, relaxing.
She took a deep breath to calm herself. She was one to quickly react, this may be what has kept her alive, adding to her strength. Her instincts and reflexes were quick to kick in if she feels threatened.
[ =p]
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 9, 2008 1:35:35 GMT -5
Mephisto was stone silent, eyes fixed eleswhere. His perked ears and on-the-edge posture were the only indication that he was still in touch with reality; that he was still aware of what he was doing.
Without blinking, he slowly bit down harder- not too hard, but tightening his grip nevertheless.
Let's see... let's see...
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Post by Sheera on Aug 9, 2008 1:41:55 GMT -5
She felt pressure begin to rise from his teeth on her neck. She was beginning to think that he didn't want her to move[  ]. She stayed completely still, not moving an inch. I wish I had his playbook... then I could understand what the hell he was doing. she growled silently. Though she had thought this, she truely like the overwhelming feeling of danger, and suspense. She liked the feel of not knowing was he was going to do. She like the thrill, of awaiting her fate. Fate, didn't know her own fate, what sweet irony. She would have shaken her head, but he fricking had her neck in his jaws, she could've ripped her skin off if she had done so. |
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 9, 2008 1:47:24 GMT -5
And she went still, as if waiting for him to do something. To do anything- complete and utter submission to his authority, in his own perspective.
My my my... this simply won't do.
Mephisto slackened his grip all of a sudden, still holding her but not nearly as tightly. His pupils darted in the direction of her face, as if awaiting a reaction.
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Post by Sheera on Aug 9, 2008 1:57:21 GMT -5
Huh? What the hell do you want me to do? Fight? Make up your fucking mind, brute! she growled inwardly, a small irritated growl sounding from her throat.
She sighed, her ear twitching a bit. She was a bit confused, she didn't know what he wanted her to do, but she wanted to do what he wanted to do. She whimpered in irritation, and slashed her tail. She whipped her neck to the left and right, trying to discover what he wanted her to do.
She was still again, not sure what to do.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 9, 2008 2:05:11 GMT -5
Her head moved- this caught his interest. His tailed lifted.
Hmm... maybe she's not entirely hopeless...
And then, just like that, she stopped.
He forced back a growl.
She's waiting to see what I want- how unoriginal.
Roughly, he swayed his head forward and simultaneously released her, trying to toss her forward as he took a step back, gazing idly in a random direction of the clearing.
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Post by Sheera on Aug 9, 2008 2:45:38 GMT -5
She growled with irritation, and suddenly whipped around. Her teeth were beared. She pushed off the ground, pinning him down. She bit into his neck, causing just slight pain. She released his neck, her eyes flaming angerly.
"Bitch! Do something!" she snarled into his face, ears pinned to her head.
It was the last straw. She bit into his chest, not breaking skin, but causing slight pain, and nipped his ear.
"What the hell do you want me to do?! Fight you?!" she was breathing hard now, smoke would be steaming from her nose if it could.
She lowered her head, not touching him, and she looked straight at his chest. She took a deep breath and calmed herself, trying to relax a bit.
"Let's try this again, shall we?" she breathed. She looked him in the eye, something playful, playing across her eyes. She backed off of him, her eyes flashing seductively.
She backed up until she was three or four feet away. She was going to play/fight/seduce him for some time, she wanted this to be fun too.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 10, 2008 19:00:19 GMT -5
Mephisto stared up at her, shielding the ripe pleasure behind his stoic gaze as she nipped at him. So, maybe there is some rage in her after all...
Before he could speak up, she moved off him, and he nearly sighed in exasperation. Choose an emotion, dammit...
Getting to his paws, he sat down- one shoulder sagging- and gazed into the sky, as if finding a certain star in the sky particularly interesting.
"...are you completely blinded with the need to do as I please?" he muttered softly. "Nah, I needn't claim you." He slid down to lie on his stomach, closing his eyes as if bored with the sight of her.
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Post by Sheera on Aug 10, 2008 19:42:35 GMT -5
She growled with displeasure, and narrowed her eyes. I'm going to kill him one day, and thats a literal statement. She growl grew in her throat, her hackles were raising. It's not that she was trying to impress him, it was he was angering her with his damned mood swings. Her eyes flashed. "WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" she barked, wordless snarls following, just as she had done the day he had wanted to take her pups. "DO YOU FUCKING WANT ME OR NOT?! TOO LATE!! I'LL ANSWER THAT: YOU DO! NOW GET YOUR ASS UP!" she lunged at him, slashing his nose. "GET UP! BITCH!" she growled, eyes flaming with anger. She batted his ear with outstretched claws, and lunged in to nip his forehead. "ARE YOU SCARED?! WHY ARE YOU JUST LYING THERE?! GET UP!" She whipped around his body, around to his hackles, and took a hard bite into his hackles. "GET UP!!"
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 10, 2008 20:10:29 GMT -5
Mephisto had to force back a smirk of approval, and twisted around to deliver a quick blow to her foreleg with his good paw. Eyes flashing, he lunged forward, trying to tear away from her grip.
Scared? Hehe, hardly, my dear... hardly scared.
((that post was crap XP))
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Post by Sheera on Aug 10, 2008 20:16:15 GMT -5
She released her bite, and whipped around, to bite into the back of his neck. She bit down hard, growling with irritation, her ears red-hot with anger. She whipped her head back, not releasing his neck. She finally released, and whipped around to face him, glowering over the ground, eyes angered, and flaming with hatrid. She hated him so, yet he wanted him so bad, this didn't show, but she knew it was true.
"Ready to dance BRUTE?!" she barked, lunging forward once more, her jaws snaping powerfully.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 10, 2008 23:32:51 GMT -5
Licking his lips greedily, he replied in a low, somewhat husky voice, "Anytime."
Lunging forward to to meet her, he lifted his head and dove to the side, avoiding her fangs and rolling to a stand. Cringing as his shoulder scraped against the ground, he forced himself to retain his composure before diving foward, aiming to come down on her lower back.
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Post by Sheera on Aug 11, 2008 16:45:57 GMT -5
She growled, barking, "Clever, but not clever enough brute!" She whipped out of his way, not wasting a second before lunging at him, trying out a new move; she dove towards his chest, her claws outstretched and ready to push into his chest. This would force him down, pinned under her grip in an uncomfortable position, his shoulder hopefully would land on that rock she was aiming for. But, it had to work. It just had to!
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 11, 2008 23:01:39 GMT -5
Mephisto blinked, seeing her dive toward him. In a split second, he decided not to attempt to evade- he had had enough of this fighting. Mildly surprised when she dove for the chest, he flinched visibly as his shoulder hit a stone behind him, and began bleeding again.
Slowly looking to the wound, up at her face and back, the wolf suddenly broke into a soft, hoarse chuckle. Despite the painful throbbing as blood seeped from his reopened gash, he couldn't help but laugh.
Closing his eyes, laughter only beginning to die away, he whispered calmly, "Yes, yes... that's my girl."
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Post by Sheera on Aug 12, 2008 6:01:53 GMT -5
She was breathing a bit heavier than her usual slow breathing, but what can you expect with the anger plus all the leaping, snapping, slashing, and plotting. Her ears were pinned to her head when she glared down at her, teeth bared. She had been fed up with his games. Fed up with his annoying moodswings. Her eyes flashed a bit as she looked down on him, pinning him.
She had half-noticed half-ignored his bleeding shoulder, and the half-noticed side was somewhat concerned for it. He had been slowly bleeding to death earlier, the blood seeping out continuously, but she had wanted to cause him pain for his fatal mistakes, and thats what she had done.
'Thats my girl?' What the hell?! This wolf is messed up. I just freaking attacked him, making his fatal wound bleed again, and he's laugh, saying 'Thats my girl?!' she snorted inwardly, though it was an angered kin dof snort, and looked oddly at Mephisto, with a face that kind of reflected her confusion at his emotion. It was a 'What the hell?!' kind of face.
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
]. She stayed completely still, not moving an inch. 
