Post by Kollin Matheson on Jul 15, 2012 22:40:54 GMT -5
Kollin gazed up at the Demon woman offering a pair of crinkled and nearly broken cigarettes to him, carefully regarding the calm question that the fully clothed Demon male threw out, and nervously accepting the introduction produced by the previously injured, shirtless Demon. He quickly (but gently) snatched up one of the two cigarettes, rolling it between his fingers as if to soothe and smoothe out the wrinkles before placing it firmly between his chapped lips. He drew his eyes away from the pretty Demon and stared into the warm forest, a small 'Thank you' escaping him.
An adventure was what he proposed, the fully dressed man. An adventure with all the intents and purposes of finding whoever threw the bottles, or maybe more than that? Kollin scratched the back of his messy head as he thought, tuning all else out for moment upon moment more. There was a possibility that the group would stumble upon, say, a serial killer, or maybe even a pack of wild wolves. Or worse: other Demons or Werebeasts, of which Kollin wasn't very fond of. The likelihood of them all being aggressive was very high, seeing as how their location was in the mountains, which was pretty much no man's land and everyone and everything could go batshit crazy and tear themselves or everything else apart.
Excessive danger? That wasn't something Kollin really had in mind, but he was game. Besides, at the end of a dangerous journey, there was almost always a reward of some sort. Needless to say, he was most certainly interested. He nodded to himself, absently squinting at the rays of sunshine piercing the leaves and needles of the trees.
He rolled his shoulders and the cigarette between his lips before turning to the rest of the group. "Thanks again for the cigarette, and I would love to embark on this journey," he decided with an almost devilish grin. He turned to the Demon Sol and dipped his head respectfully. He looked dangerous and Kollin wasn't exactly hip on the idea of getting himself destroyed... "Ah, nice to meetcha."
And then the issue of clothes once again crossed his mind. Where would he get any? Should he make some? Of what, twigs and berries? He shook his slightly. There is always that idea. He could very well go into a wolf form or something of the sort, but...he wasn't comfortable with it.
Post by Victoria Belmis on Jul 16, 2012 6:35:24 GMT -5
The fact that the male didn't immediately accept the request to join in this quest to find the one who harmed him surprised her, he didn't exactly seem a peaceful, no-violence type of guy. If Victoria was in his place she surely would be pleased by a opportunity to bash the head open of anyone who caused her such a nuisance. “ I'm very familiar to unpleasant sights and wouldn't be a shame if you let someone get away after what they did to you?
[/color]” Victoria drew her eyes to the attacked male, and small grin hidden at the corner of her lips. The more the merrier.
"Thanks again for the cigarette, and I would love to embark on this journey" Victoria nodded and smiled politely, with the naked matter going through her head “ I agree with...[/color]” Victoria hesitated, indicating she still didn't know his name. So she just pointed her hand at the bi-colored eyed male. “ ...Him. You should find something to cover up the...minimal. The town isn't very far away, we can stop there and get you something to wear.”
When a howl echoed in the mountains Victoria turned her head rapidly towards its direction but seeing only a flock of birds flying away. The female became now more interested than ever, with this roar she had the confirmation it wasn't a mere human, it was another creature, maybe one she never dreamed it would even exist. Her curiosity was growing at the back of her head.
“I'm Sol, a demon”. When she turned her head again to face the others, she was received by seductive smile from Sol. “ Charming.[/color]” She thought, grinning back and biting her lower lip. “Two of us, sweet.[/color]” [/center]
Post by KriiVan Winters on Jul 16, 2012 9:24:03 GMT -5
Krii’s exposed steel blue eye glazed over at Sol’s assumption of ‘help’ such an amusing prospect that the male shook his head with a smile and a few beats of silent chuckling. After controlling his meagre laughter the demon looked towards Sol once more “Don’t mistake my actions for help, I’m doing this because I’m interested, nothing more nothing less.”
His tone was never harsh unless it had to be, instead it held truth and nothing but truth, why would he help someone he hardly knew? Nor cared about? An ugly way to first meet someone but that’s how Krii was, straight forward and emotionally detached it seemed scary in the eyes of other Demons and humans alike. The howl at the time was powerful enough to cause the wild life to fly into a frenzy of fear and surprise, something that only intrigued Krii’s curiosity more.
After gathering the names that were offered from the three, he looked to them all with eyes that gestured to follow the trail of the ‘beast’ to how Krii referred to it at the time. “By the way, a pleasure to meet you all...”
Again the tone was dulled of any enthusiastic tone but held a pitch that still kept interest; he deprived those around him of his name or species the knowledge of knowing what the rest were only told him that they didn’t care for secrets. Instead he placed his best foot forward and pushed off the ground to heave his form up the hill side that leads to a trail up the mountain side, “Let’s move.” Few words but effective if leaving people behind especially Demons and shifters.
"You humans are always talking about hearts. It’s as if you have them in your hand. But my eye sees everything. Nothing can escape it. What it doesn’t see doesn’t exist. That’s how I’ve always fought. That's how I've always lived. What is a heart? If I rip open your chest, will I find it there? If I crack open your skull, will I find it there?"
Post by Solemn Creed on Jul 16, 2012 22:42:27 GMT -5
Sol turned his gaze to the male with mismatched eyes and he smiled again. This grin was less warm and welcoming and more predatory. "Your actions were helpful to me, intentional or not. And i wasnt speaking to just you anyways." Sol tilted his head slightly to the side "I care nothing for your motives or intentions." he yawned slightly, stretching as if reaching for the sky. Sol rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "hmm.. I think ill call you Bob."
Turning to view the direction the bottle had come from, "Anyways, i cannot let such blatent disrespect stand. I'll be heading after the fool who would dare attempt to bring harm to me." Sol remarked in a tone that seemed more bored than anything. He glanced at the female, "Maybe. But i would hate to act so ugly in th presence of a beautiful woman." The respectful dip from the naked male brought a small smile back to his face.
"Well then, let the hunt begin." Sol remarked dryly as Bob walked past him and he began to follow at his own pace.
"Is this all!?"The young demon screamed to the heavens"Is this all I am!? Just some toy for them!?"He kicked the ground frustrated"Was i created to give pleasure without ever receiving any of my own?Never!Not once have i.."he sits down,too frustrated to go on.'Shhh, dont worry we can fix your problem.'something whispered inside."Who-"he stopped and began to laugh maniacally - making of a young Sol
Post by Kollin Matheson on Jul 16, 2012 23:26:41 GMT -5
Kollin watched with mild interest as they all interacted and ultimately decided that he would go wolfy, once again going against his true wishes. If he were to happen across danger, he would already be at the defensive in his animal form. Not only that, but he wouldn't have to talk. This simple fact made him smile.
However, the polite banter Sol was carrying on with the pretty girl Victoria was a slight disappointment. Kollin was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he hadn't even found the words to apologize to her. He shook his head at himself in slight shame.
Looking up at her, he rolled his shoulders. "I do apologize for my...indecent exposure," he spluttered smoothely (in other words, not so smoothely), giving her the most apologetic look he could muster.
He really wasn't the type to let himself get shown up so easily. By a Demon, no less.
"Ah, might I note that I will be in my little wolf form? It's more conveniant for all of us if I do," he announced, his green eyes planted on the Demon girl firmly while his voice was directed towards the group. Whether or not they all acknowledged his announcement, he went ahead and began the transformation, noticing Sol and the other demon go on their merry way.
Kollin bit his lip as his bones cracked, reordered, and reshaped themselves into that of a wolf's relative bone structure, black fur erecting from his skin and growing to full length. His body was left at a slight ache, but from there, he was fine and in his wolfyness, knapsack trapped between his jaws. He looked up at the girl for a single moment before following the two Demon men.
[Sorry for not going into detail on the transformation part! I make things like that sound oober disgusting and scary. :/]
Post by Victoria Belmis on Jul 17, 2012 8:50:05 GMT -5
( I blocked a bit, sorry -__-)
The cold honesty from the unnamed male, and the fact that he did not care for introductions felt harsh. Victoria shrugged her shoulders. As Sol replied she had the feeling that these two males weren't going to be happy and loving friends. “ Bob...” Victoria almost felt the urge to giggle, but kept it to herself. “ It's a pleasure to meet you too, but you could just tell us your name.
[/color]” Victoria suggested.
Sol's blandishment was as charming as he was, Victoria liked it, but she knew better and she wasn't going to let her guard down so easily. She grinned “ You'll find that this woman won't bother much about that.[/color]” Victoria studied Sol, looking him from top to bottom.
"I do apologize for my...indecent exposure. “ Victoria turned to the werewolf and smiled kindly, but a bit embarrassed. “ It's ok, I'll guess you have your reasons for such. [/color]” She watched the werebeast turned into a wolf, hearing his bones crackling, thinking that it should be painful to go through such a change. She only met a werewolf once, a female one. Oh, fun times. " On our way. " She then began to follow the wolf other two demons. [/center]
Post by KriiVan Winters on Jul 17, 2012 13:55:01 GMT -5
Ignorance is bliss Krii thought to himself as his attention was only pulled to the werebeast, Sol’s statement of giving him a nickname was merely disregarded as a pull on his Pride and something Krii found amusing considering the behaviour he showed afterwards. An attraction for the female Demon, the thought tickled his interest to see what vein attempts would be placed upon her and as such a small grin followed whilst his attention kept to the werebeast as he explained his apology to Victoria something expected for a person of his stature and demeanour.
However when the request for introductions was made Krii merely glanced at Victoria and shaking his head, denying such a request, there was no reason for them to know his name. There were certain prospects he kept to himself and a name was only given on a ‘special’ occasion, Krii watched the newly transformed Kollin take the lead watching him use his animalistic blessings being put to work, this would make the hunt much quicker and entertaining to see how fast a pace the others could keep.
Krii however used his own instincts as a hunter of wildlife that he had acquired due to his many travels in the wilderness of nature, seeing fresh tracks as he heaved himself up the steep hill and making his way to the mud path that continued upwards in a muddling angle that would require a lot of stamina. The stench that stayed on the path however was able to overpower even Krii’s abnormal senses, dizzy from the odour temporarily he shook his head and attempted to balance himself on a free branch that hung there. The fact that there was a shred of thick, oily, stink infested fur clumped on the branch only confirmed that the group was going the right way.
Krii turned his gaze to the others to see where they were it may have been a short time already but the path was treacherous and unreadable due to the many years of climate change that much have affected the many areas that followed up to the top of the mountain. There were many trees that over stretched on the path that made the scene seem eerie and more so at night, daylight was burning away and in the time they were ‘getting-to-know-each-other’ the late afternoon way being swallowed up by the ‘soon-to-be-‘ evening sky.
Though it light wasn’t giving up its side quiet yet, the night was inevitably approaching and the Demon wondered what they would do for a place to sleep, even though there was a town near by it would take them a fair bit of the night to reach it.
"You humans are always talking about hearts. It’s as if you have them in your hand. But my eye sees everything. Nothing can escape it. What it doesn’t see doesn’t exist. That’s how I’ve always fought. That's how I've always lived. What is a heart? If I rip open your chest, will I find it there? If I crack open your skull, will I find it there?"
Post by Chiha Tanka on Jul 17, 2012 18:29:59 GMT -5
As Chiha sat there, waiting to see if any one would come he could barely hear the voices in the distance, listening he could tell they were moving towards him. Thinking to his self. "Damn foolish humans don't even know when to leave." Shaking his head he sighed and stood up fully, holding onto the tree for balance he turned around and continued up the hill, veering off the old trail he headed into the thick of the woods to continue up the mountain.
As he hiked up the hill he wondered how far the humans will go until they gave up. Reading the terrain for up ahead he decided to take the path that would put them to the test. Heading towards the rocky and steep part of the mountain. Holding onto trees as he walks by them to keep his balance as he moves quickly up the hill.
At the point where he needed to use his hands to help him climb the rocks. Standing on a large boulder he let out a blood curdling scream to try and scare away the humans one last time. Finishing the scream he huffs and watches the woods below him before turning and heading into the trees to continue his trek up the mountain.
Post by Solemn Creed on Jul 18, 2012 19:59:26 GMT -5
Sol noted the transformation of the naked male into wolf form. His mind came to the conclusion that he must be a werewolf. Sol smirked, filing the information away in his mind in case it proved of some use later on.
When Bob still refused to give a proper name to Victoria, Sol just shook his head followed shortly after with a sigh of disgust. He had murdered thousands, humans and other supernatural species alike, but even he had the manners to be polite to a woman. Sol allowed the wolf to take the lead, knowing his acute sense of smell would prove of best use in such a hunt
Not particularly wanting to walk next to the disrespectful male, Bob, Sol stopped walking for a few seconds and fell in step next Victoria. After all, he hadnt been disrespectful enough to earn death. Yet. But that wouldnt matter much if Sol lost his temper and ripped the child to shreds.
As he made his way through the natural terrain, Sol found himself growing bored. He noted the oily clump of fur Bob found and nodded slightly. They seemed to be on the right track. Sol turned to Victoria, hoping some idle chatter would take his mind off of imagining the feel of ripping Bob's intestines out, "What do you think we are looking for, exactly?" he asked, giving her a sideways glance.
"Is this all!?"The young demon screamed to the heavens"Is this all I am!? Just some toy for them!?"He kicked the ground frustrated"Was i created to give pleasure without ever receiving any of my own?Never!Not once have i.."he sits down,too frustrated to go on.'Shhh, dont worry we can fix your problem.'something whispered inside."Who-"he stopped and began to laugh maniacally - making of a young Sol
Post by Victoria Belmis on Jul 19, 2012 7:32:04 GMT -5
Victoria still didn't understand the mysterious demon's refusal to offer his identity. “ Fine.
[/color]” She said as the male shook his head at her request of a name. Victoria could know his name, if she really wanted to, just needed to touch him. But she thought such an invasion of privacy in such an early stage would be rude, and the male could easily be crossed. She didn't have a huge need to know his name, but she didn't want to have to call him Bob.
She gazed at the fur that i'm-not-going-to-tell-you-my-name demon found, and then to Sol who had given up walking by his side, joining Victoria. “ Well, it's definitely not human and neither has a human-like body, judging by the growls and that.[/color]” She pointed to the oily piece of fur “ It crossed my mind it could be a shifter in an animal form, but it wouldn't be able to throw something from that distance with such a strength. Clearly he moves fast in this environment, so he must be something like a mountain beast.[/color]” Another growl sounded. “ A big one.[/color]” She added.
Victoria looked up to the sky, seeing as the light diminished, which worried Victoria, even with sharp senses, this terrain was too dangerous to walk in the night-time. [/center]
Post by Kollin Matheson on Jul 22, 2012 0:22:20 GMT -5
Kollin's wolfish nose lead him straight to the head of the small group of demons, his heavy black paws pounding silently on the layer of plant matter on the forest floor. Two peculiar scents wafted into his nose and mixed. One was of the wet, sweaty, sticky, crap-matted hair type, as if a dog just rolled around in a pool of stagnant water. The other was a smell associated with a zoo. Heavy, antisocial male gorilla. And by all those needlessly loud howls and growls, Kollin guessed it was probably a primate of some kind.
His nose wrinkled up and his lips pulled back, revealing his razor sharp teeth and the tearing fabric of his knapsack.
Primates of any kind weren't to be messed with. Not because they were primates, no. But because they were huge and territorial. If they had any reason to think you were going to defile or trespass on their territory, consider yourself dead. It wasn't safe around a primate. Some threw crap at you, others threw rocks, and the bigger ones threw heavier, harder things with precision aim.
The fact he hadn't been nailed in the head like Sol yet still surprised him.
But, then again, Victoria could be right. It very well could be a shifter. Hell, it could even be another werebeast. And neither of them were to be provoked, either. They were no friendlier than primates - at least, to Kollin. So much danger in the forest.
He shook his furry body and lead on, following the trail that whatever they were following left, blocking out all conversation and focusing solely on the object of this little adventure: finding whoever threw those bottles. Trotting along, he made sure to keep his companions in earshot.
Post by Chiha Tanka on Jul 23, 2012 16:42:18 GMT -5
As he continued his plan he started walking along the cliff on the tree line. As he walked he found a fallen dead tree, picking up the end of it. Dragging it back to the cliff, picking up the fallen tree in the middle of the trunk he tossed it off the rocks towards the path he had taken.
Listening to the crashing of the tree on the ones below he turned and walked not far from the cliff where he threw the tree. Squatting down behind a tree and buck brush, listening for them, he could see through the brush enough to watch the cliff.
While waiting he found a pine cone and started taking it apart with his nails quietly. Eating the pine nuts he stopped chewing every now and then to listen to a noise.
Post by Cornelia Marie Ciel on Aug 16, 2012 12:15:36 GMT -5
Cornelia was a bit off today, having found herself deeper in the forest rather than closer to civilization. Her navigational skill was in the hole, leaving her to wind up in places she didn't particularly want to be. Like deeper in the forest, where wolves and snakes and dangerous races might be lurking... Werebeasts, primates, shifters, demons. She wasn't too fond of that last one. Demons - at least, the demons she's happened to come across - were quite rude and had an aptitude for causing trouble of unnecessary proportions. She could deal with it, she supposed, but she didn't want to. She frowned at herself.
When had she become so judgmental?
She shook her head, continuing on, sticks and leaves crunching and snapping underfoot. The mountain air was cool and crisp, even moreso as night approached, as it blew by. The chirping of birds had died down, the hooting of owls slowly replacing such chirps. Dusk broke through the trees, casting long shadows across the ground covered in plant matter and other things. Mice scuttled into their holes, squirrels launched themselves up to their nests in the trees, and all other animals did the same. There was so much to pay attention to in nature. She loved it. All the animals and the breeze and the plants- she spun on her heel, enjoying the feel of it all. Stopping herself so she could continue, but when she looked ahead, a huge black wolf returned her gaze with its own green eyes.
Her breath caught in her throat and she couldn't move. A small group of people filed close behind the enormous creature, two males and a female. All carrying the aura of demons.
Post by Kollin Matheson on Aug 16, 2012 12:57:37 GMT -5
Kollin merely stared at the girl before him, having caught her flowery scent moments before. He checked every detail of her tiny body, noting and filing away every malnourished dip, discoloration of her skin, shift in weight, unsteady breath, the curls in her long hair, and the flowers in her brilliant eyes. She looked extremely unhealthy, seeing as how her bones were visible. He didn't like this - not one bit. But he couldn't return to human form, no. He'd be naked and this girl seemed like she could be the flighty type. She'd run at even a tiny glimpse of naked flesh.
He hung his head. He couldn't help her even if he wanted to. And his companions didn't seem to be too keen on being helpful either - at least, not to each other. Well, Victoria seemed to be the only one that did. She was the only one to put forth an effort, at the very least. But she was still a ways behind with Sol an the other demon, whom everyone has taken a liking to calling Bob. Kollin shook his head inwardly. Demons. Troublesome creatures.
Lifting his head once more, he returned to gazing at the tiny girl, inching closer as slowly as possible. He didn't want to scare her. At all. He secretly hoped she had a spare set of clothes...in that large backpack of hers. His was filled to the brim with trash and mushed food. No clothes here in the bag between his jaws. None. He sighed inwardly. He failed so hard.