we are what we are
11-06-2014, 01:12 AM
She would lead the precious babe away from Valentine, would take her away from his anger and his snotty words. Her demeanour had changed, rippling and bristling as he had threatened to take Mercy away from her. Inner turmoil coiled about within her belly, unsure if she wanted to rise to the challenge to take her chances and see if Valetine was a man of his word. The woman would shake her pelt out, fluffing her hackles and tail up much like a cat before allowing it all to relax and lay down flat on her tiny body. There? That was better. She would lead Mercy for a short time before pausing and turning to face the girl, plunking her butt down and allowing an easy smile to slip across her features. "So. First impressions?" She would urge, motioning around at the knolls languidly. Had Valentine scared her off with his potty mouth? Or was she still cool with staying? A girl could hope. "Also. I promised to teach you everything. Since you are young lets specialize then branch out. What would you like to learn first?" She would ask, head tipping as she considered what she could teach the girl. Poisons, drugs, fightings, hunting, snaking perhaps? Lots of things to learn? What would she want to learn though?
"Talk here."
"Talk here."
11-06-2014, 01:37 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-06-2014, 01:38 AM by Mercy I.)
She followed after Dione with no hesitation at all, glad to be away from the bear-wolf. He had said many naughty things, as well as other things that made her head hurt. But whatever he said seemed to upset the smaller woman, she was all puffed up like a green cotton ball as she led her away. She smirked slightly at the thought, there had been a few cotton plants where she used to live, and dip one in green juice and bam! You had what Dione looked like now. Mercy snorted, coming to a stop as Dione turned around and sat down. Letting out a small huff she flopped on the ground in front of her, her belly flesh against the cold ground. Dione asked to her first impressions and Mercy shrugged, diverting her purple gaze from the woman. "Did he mean it when he said that he would take me away from you?" She asked, voice all shaken up as her ears pinned against her head. She didn't want that at all! She liked this woman, she promised to take care of her and teach her everything! She didn't want to be torn away from all she had left in the world. Ah, such a young age to have nothing nit a green cotton ball to look after her.
When Dione asked her what she wanted to learn though, her ears perked up and her head rose to look at her once more. Already? She had just gotten here and so soon she was to learn things? Awesome! "Fighting!" She squeaked, not hesitating at all. She wanted to be the best fighter around! Even though her limbs were sore from the trip, she didn't care. Not when she could learn all about being a great warrior.
"Speech"
'thoughts'
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.
11-06-2014, 02:04 AM
All in all she liked this girl, adored her even. Despite their short time together Dione found herself quite fond of her in a way that had made Valentines threats crawl under his skin worse then usual. The girl would flop on the ground, would drop with a huff and Dione would smile warmly at the girl. She was glad Mercy didn't mind laying down, it made Dione feel like the adult rather then the child. Her smile would fade a bit as Mercy asked about Valetine's thread, hardening into something cold though an edge of her lips still remained tipped up at the edges. "I think so. But don't worry dear. I'll turn him into a woman before he lays his paws on you..." Her words were a dark purr, a promise. She doubted that the girl would get that reference but it had been the first threat that had come to mind when Valentine had issues his threat so it would be the one that she intended to stick with. Not that castrating her king was the top thing that came to mind that she wanted to do on the weekend but hey. Mercy was her's now. They would leave depressing subjects behind as Mercy smiled and got excited about learning things. Dione would chuckle and rock back on her heels as Mercy said she wanted to learn to fight. Aw man? "Fighting tomorrow, theory today." She would say after a moment with a nod. Mercy wasn't the only one with sore legs, it took a lot of energy to be 'up' all the time. "First rule of fighting is that anything goes. If you want to be the best you can't be considerate of your opponents. We can't have you marring your pretty features..." She would say, reaching out with a forepaw in an attempt to touch Mercy's cheek. "Do you know anything about fighting?" She would ask, allowing paw to drop back down as she studied the girl. She was big but sometimes that didn't always make the best fighters.
"Talk here."
"Talk here."
11-06-2014, 12:37 PM
He was bored, and where had Dione been? Something had captured her attention that was for sure. So, with that thought alone Novaro would search for her around Imperium, having nothing else to do with his time anyway. He really needed to find a hobby or something, or at the very least look at climbing the ranks. His large paws would carry him across the terrain, his eyes absorbing the scenery around him, though nothing new had pickled his interest. finally, as soon as he caught sight of his little green nymph his pace would quicken, tail flicking more quickly against his heels. Though he would soon realise she wasn't alone, and almost immediately the boy would tense his muscles, alert to whom this stranger may be. and why was Dione so fond of her? or so it seemed. Once he was close enough to the two, he would simply stop, not sure what to say. " Di? Who is this?" his gaze would drift between the two, was it just a new friend? she seemed rather young. Though older then the girl he had met the day before. " Im novaro Red"
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