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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 20:15:57 GMT -5
"Where are you from?" Sita asked. "Asher, the air clan? Innidut, River clan?" he asked, looking the male over. "My people are the Oiye, the Wind clan, and the Guris, the Arrow clan." he said, hoping that the male wouldn't freak out and run away.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 20:19:26 GMT -5
Val almost nearly did freak out. He gulped. "Verna, Plains clan." The male finally murmured miserably. His clan was probably the worst of the lot, small and blood thirsty. That was why Valerian had left. It was because the killing had gone to far.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 20:27:52 GMT -5
Every hair on the back of Sita's neck shot up at that name, and he switched his hold on his spear, in case he had to attack the man. He crouched a bit, eyeing him. "Is that what happed to your leg?" Sita asked, trying to keep the growl from his voice. He had been told about the Verna clan, anyone from there was killed on sight in Crat'ka's clan.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 20:34:11 GMT -5
"N-no." Val squeaked, voice a little high as he took a few more steps back as he saw the realization in Sita's face. "Vampires." He licked his lips, face practically white now.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 20:43:40 GMT -5
Sita frowned, staring at the male with eyes that had lightened to amethyst, the color they turned right before he shifted. "Let me see your mark. If you are honorable, I won't maim you." he said, narrowing his eyes at the male as his fangs lengthened. Sita was sure that he would be able to kill the male, if he had to, but he was affording him every opportunity to prove himself a rogue, or else--.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 22:59:16 GMT -5
Valerian's pupils contracted and he felt his blood roar in his ears. Could he outrun Sita? Molten eyes flicked over the male's form one last time. Maybe. He didn't want to show his mark. It was embarrassing and shameful and he'd rather run. So, he did.
One minute Val was standing there and the next, he was running away through the underbrush.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 23:10:27 GMT -5
Oh, no he didn't. Sita gave a mighty roar before he took off after the male, shifting in the process. Didn't the fool know to never run from a cat, they loved the chase. Sita's blood sang as he raced after the male, just a hair's breath from him.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 23:18:14 GMT -5
Val heard that roar and he refused to look over his shoulder. He kept running, jumping over holes and fallen trees, feeling the breath of the cat on his neck. Oh god. He'd never fought or run from a Zercan before. The male wouldn't have to think on it much longer though, for Val's bad leg gave out.
The Majikadai yelped and found himself face down in the dirt. Well, fuck. He closed his eyes and waited to die.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 23:22:10 GMT -5
Sita blinked as the male fell, and he roared, pouncing the ground above the male, pinning him beneath his body without hurting him. Sita stared down at the male, bearing his teeth before he rolled him over, to look at his back.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 23:30:53 GMT -5
Val tried to scuttle away but the Zercan was pinning his chest. The male made a primal noise of fear as his back was suddenly bared. The eagle was still etched there, a high honor, but a deep scar ran though it as if the image was brutally crossed out.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 23:37:56 GMT -5
The sight of the mark made a deep tremor shoot through Sita and he shivered, shifting. He still sat on the male's back, but he gently ran a few fingers across the marks, and the scars.
"You are a Noble Flyer, etgala." he said, looking at Valerian with surprise. "But...there was dishonor." he said, hand gently tracing the scar. "You are a rogue," Sita said, but the feeling wasn't as good as it should have been.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 23:43:59 GMT -5
Valerian was shaking as much from shame as from pleasure. He hid his face, not even trying to buck Sita off. "W-would not kill." He rasped, memories of that night flashing in his mind's eye. The terror on that child's face and his scream was still there. "Would not." Val whispered again fiercely
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 10, 2010 23:49:44 GMT -5
Sita moved off of the male, moving around his front and gently taking his face in his hands, forcing him to look at him. "I understand." he said softly, "Come on, stay with me. When I go back, we can see about having you join too. Cause, I mean, What's a Majikadai without family, right?" he asked.
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Post by clementine on Jan 10, 2010 23:57:05 GMT -5
Val's breath caught as he gazed at Sita with shiny eyes. He stared for a moment at the male before struggling up and enfolding him into his arms in a tight. "No family." Val muttered against Sita's neck. "Killed on sight by others. Impossible." He finished.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 0:05:40 GMT -5
Sita shook his head, though he was surprised at the hug, and how much he liked it. "Well, then I'll be your family for now, ne?" he said, patting the big male's head. "Then, we can ask my grandfather to see if you can become a part of the Oiye clan." he said with a smile.
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