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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 12, 2008 23:52:01 GMT -5
Breathing heavily, he calmed himself a bit, closing his eyes. She still has a bit of fight in her, then... just how I like it.
Wincing a bit, he slowly began to slide out from her grasp whilst she stared on in confusion.
When he couldn't move anymore without her consent, he glanced up and reached forward, grabbing her neck fur semi-gently and pulling her closer to him. Muzzle next to her ear, he growled "Mine."
If she disapproves of me claiming her right now, I could always bite her head off...
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Post by Sheera on Aug 13, 2008 18:34:10 GMT -5
It wasn't surprising, since she was still irritated about his moodswings. She growled, ears pinned, fur bristling, and slapped his face with her claws. "You better believe it!" she barked, and pulled at his grip. "Get your paws off me though, you had your chance!" she growled, slashing at his muzzle. She pulled away, and slashed her tail once, trotting away. Cha-ching. It was kind of a celebration, inwardly. Whether the celebration was opening Mephisto's wound, or getting claimed again, that was a mystery to even her.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 15, 2008 20:28:21 GMT -5
Not pressing down any harder, Mephisto watched with unreadable eyes as she slipped from his grasp. He was torn between two straightforward emotions:
First off, he was a little disappointed. Although he hadn't expected it to work, he still didn't like the fact that she refused him when he wanted her.
However, the second feeling that fled through his veins contradicted the first- it was admiration. She was still strong and resisting. It was the reason he was drawn to her, really. The reason he had tested her as well.
Coughing hoarsely, Mephisto managed to drag himself up, leaning on one side and looking after Fate with a twisted half-grin painted across his face in dark blood.
"...so, was this all just a one-night stand?"
There was a dry chuckle then.
"You're not getting rid of me that easy."
He narrowed his eyes at her, taking a small step toward her.
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Post by Sheera on Aug 15, 2008 20:35:05 GMT -5
Fate narrowed her eyes, a bit angered at him. Bitch had his chance, blew it, and won't have another one for a long time, this threat showed in her flashing eyes. "On night stand was what it was supposed to be, now you get a no-night stand!" she taunted, not playfully, rather smugly. She trotted to the edge of the clearing and sat down watching his shoulder bleed, a pinch of concern showed as she watched it. He had been on the edge of death only hours ago, probably just an hour. Had she just put him back in that position? Why was he acting as if he was at the top of his game if he was close to death? Did it mean the wound had closed up enough, to a point where it wasn't fatal any longer?
"Hopefully." she muttered quietly to herself.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 15, 2008 21:31:39 GMT -5
Still determined to get to Fate, Mephisto limped forward, bleeding heavily from his wound. At first, his shoulder was agonizing. Even for a tough wolf (and that was putting it lightly) like Mephisto, the pain was hard to ignore. However, the pain was now easing... or, rather, it was numbing.
Mephisto suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning his head down and away so that Fate couldn't see the expression on his face. Numbing was never a good sign... especially since he realized that he could no longer feel most of his left leg.
"...fine," he managed, making it sound as clear as possible.
He padded away with as much dignity as he could, but as soon as he was out of her sight, his shoulder sagged and he limped hurriedly into the night, feeling terribly weak after only the first ten yards.
After twenty more yards of running, he felt his legs give out and he fell to the ground.
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Post by Sheera on Aug 15, 2008 22:46:18 GMT -5
[[Do you want him to die? She could save him, or she could be too late... which one?]]
"M-mephisto?" she stuttered. Her eyed were a bit unfocused as she sprinted after him. Her world a spinning a bit; she was confused by her feelings. She should let this wolf die, this stupid, stupid, horrible, horrible wolf, but why would she not? Why would she let this wolf live? Why wouldn't she let it die? She was too unfocused, and ditzy herself to answer.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 15, 2008 23:11:20 GMT -5
Mephisto barely heard her voice over the roar of his thoughts, eye drifting toward his shoulder and knowing that a torn atery lay just beneath the surface. Turpin... I taught him a few things that I shouldn't have... and now it's come back for me...He gingerly closed his eyes, not exactly sure how he felt about the situation. I might die.It didn't exactly shock or unnerve him, but gave him something to think about. ((ya know what? I'm gonna leave that decision entirely up to you!  I don't care which one you pick, haha)) |
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Post by Sheera on Aug 16, 2008 11:23:09 GMT -5
((=[ Well you know what softy Sheera will pick =p))
Fate leaped, and sprinted, and leaped over Mephisto, and sprinting away! Where was she going? Was she going to leave him to die?! Maybe; she just kept on getting further and further away. WAIT! Here she comes! Running like there's no tommorow[and there is none for Mephisto if she doesn't hurry]! Cobwebs dangled from her body, large pieces of moss in her jaws, moss the soaked up the blood and stop the bleeding.
She pressed the moss on quickly and patched up the remaining openings with some cobwebs. Her paws were bloody from his blood, but she didn't seem to notice the sticky liquid dnagling from her fur.
"I'm not sorry that I did that, but I'm not going to let you die from it." she growled, a bit angered at herself.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 16, 2008 11:32:38 GMT -5
((XD Maybe I shoulda flipped a coin instead)) Mephisto gazed off into oblivion, numb to the sensation of another wolf pressing on his wounds. She might have been talking to him as well, but he couldn't sort the sounds of his daydream from the noises of reality. I'm going to see you soon, Mother... and when I do I'll slit your throat.((pick heads or tails- I'll flip this peso *holds up peso* three times to see if Mephisto lives or not )) |
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Post by Sheera on Aug 16, 2008 15:13:40 GMT -5
((I thought he was going to be like 'I'm going to see you soon, Mother...' and be like.. happy or something... not 'And when I do I'm going to slit your throat' x3... i said 'EH-JEEZ!' when I read it ^^))
Fate continued to work on his wound. She wished she was doing something else, she wished he had never come into her life. She didn't think about her pups, and how, if he hadn't come into her life, that she wouldn't have then. She continued to work, but she had a burning question, and she had to asked him. She paused, stopped doing what she was doing, and looked at him. She cocked her head a bit, and her eyes were full of desperation, she had to know, ARE YOU A FAN OF RECORD-ME-SILLY PHELPS?!" she howled at him. The question was out, and there was no taking it back.
((NOOO!!! YOU SAID YOU WOULD LEAVE THE ANSWER UP TO ME!! GRR!))
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 17, 2008 1:03:13 GMT -5
((XD Yeah, but it's so much more interesting that way... now pick heads or tails!
And LOL XDXD))
Mephisto stopped breathing for a moment, Fate's yelling reaching his ears.
Blinking, he replied slowly with a "Hell yeah- Phelps for the win!" He then returned to la-la land.
((wow. XD That was one of the weirdest and crappiest posts I've made all summer!))
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Post by Sheera on Aug 17, 2008 1:41:42 GMT -5
((I pick-- tails since he's a wolfie!! ))
She had held her breath, waiting for his answer. She let out her breath in relief, and she felt as if a large log was removed from her shoulders. I wonder if he like Mortal Combat... the theme began to play in her head, ...Scorpian... the picture of a black wolf flashed in her mind, it was Sharpie.
She quickly placed more webs and moss onto his wound.
((I just watched EGAD again, because I LOVE IT!!! My mom thought it was hilarious!
And ha-- MY most feeble post had to be when I just posted with Vetra[destiny's] in the mountains =p))
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Aug 23, 2008 21:00:34 GMT -5
Mephisto died. ....not really- two tails, one heads- that means you pick, Sheera IC: Mephisto blinked slowly, blood fresh on his tongue. He coughed, guttural noises hissing from his mouth. Everything he saw was draped in a silver haze, and he furrowed his brow in an attempt to see clearly. "...are we near a river?" he growled out. (once again, crappy post & lol XD I have no idea how I came up with Egad 3000) |
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Post by Sheera on Aug 23, 2008 23:19:12 GMT -5
((I WAS LIKE NOOO!! He doesn't die -_-))
The femora's head cocked, smiling slightly in amusement, eyes swimming with the emotion as well. Her tongue caressed his nose lovingly, and she nodded slowly. "Indeed, loved one; there is one three or four miles away." She chuckled, her tail wagging, her eyes switched to the rising sun; her children-- their children would be waking up soon.
[[crappy post as well =P;; by the way;; I have like sixty of mephito's pups:
Wiley[m,fate], Orian[m,fate], Perky[f,Fate] Masmy[m,Ida], Aspen[m,Ida], Coyote[m,Ida], Iris[f,Ida], Adolph[m,Ida], Amasa[m,Ida], Nero[m,aaliyah] and thats not all of them!!]]
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
I don't care which one you pick, haha))
