[M]Welcome to the freak show
02-03-2017, 03:32 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-03-2017, 04:06 AM by Vianni.)
Dusty rose quartz traveled over the length of the giant, his size was not threatening to her. She was a hunter of many things, predatory creatures being at the very top of her game list. Mountain cats, bears, bobcats, wolves or wolverines, it didn't matter to the ashen cloaked female. She had tasted them all, and her thick pelt hid the scars to prove her claims. Her black laced ears also bore multiple scars, as did her muzzle. They were faint by now, leaving faint glimmers of their former selves in her fur, remnants of her first insidious act. It was not an issue to bring down the heavy, all a matter of wit and if she was fast enough to get out of the way. As she looked him over, she put his face to memory - not that she could ever forget such a face. She could admit to herself that he was a rather superior specimen of wolf, and she could tell his lines were old and rooted in dominance by the way he held himself. The use of the ancient tongue gave her further knowledge about his probable lineage, but she withheld judgement until she witnessed more of him. When he leans to the side with a cocky smirk plastered on his face, Vianni responds with a rather good natured eye roll and looks to the roof of the pilothouse and shook her head.
As his deep rumbling voice echoes out into the room in his flawless Latin, Vianni feels her face go blank at the quip he threw in. His acceptance of her rules allowed her to relax a bit, and she watched his mouth as he spoke before looking back up to his eyes with a very cross expression on her face. Rising from her reclined position, Vianni raises her tail in defiance of the threat to her son. Caw! Caw-caw! Corvus fluffed immediately and made a strange growl-like sound while looking at the male. "Avis fur non, si iam mortuus esset conatus. A dentes meos ! Alius non tangit eum. Si furtum a vobis volo frangere collum mihi quoniam ego illum melior. Si ambulaveritis ex adverso mihi doctrina non meretur vitam benedixi ei." The bird in question opens his light grey wings and nods his head in agreement with what his wolf-mother said. His blue eyes ran the length of the male as he smoothed his feathers and jump-flapped his way up to Vianni's back. Where he continued to glare in an insulted manner at the hulking beast who dared insult his integrity.
Peeved now, Vianni struggles to keep herself from throwing herself at the wolf who makes threats against her baby. Growling as she settled herself once more, Vi narrows her eyes and speaks once more, "Continue," her voice made sickly sweet with anger. She would listen to all he had to say, she simply had to let him know that she would be the only one doing any kind of threatening to Corvus. Despite herself, she found a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips, his second demand mirrored her own. She inclines his head as soon as he finished his sentence, a clear duh written all over her face. His final term gave her a bit of a pout, he took all the fun out of her ship. One ear twisted about and she gave him a look that was damn near innocent, "Et si distribuero in cibos oblivisceris me adducerem te super navem imperasti?" The smile that came over her face was all dashing doll as she gave a small peel of laughter at her own joke. "Ludens loqui ego vobiscum una - nobiscum tibi concedam hoc recognitio si avis furtum interficiam te." Her smile stayed, and she perked her coal trimmed ears once he spoke again.
His name rolled from his lips along with that ringing of truth that voices often held, it was odd how one could pick up such subtle things. While it had a mouthful of syllables, Vianni smirked and looks up at him. "I will call you Luc. You may call me Vianni or Vi. This is Corvus." Only after the names had been exchanged did she step forward to claim the prize for taking his baited hook, line and sinker. Corvus moved down her back and hopped down to stand a few inches away, waiting until she threw him something to eat. More to keep the fragile peace between them, Vianni tugged the wolf toward her a bit, in case she lashed out at him. Diving into the meal, her sides suck in as if she hadn't eaten in a few days. In truth, since her last failed hunt, Vianni had not hunted. Instead she set to exploring this metal cage and learning its secrets. The first bite had her fur raising with goosebumps, and a delighted purring growl escaped her as she feasted, the sound pleasing to the ear and constant. It was almost like watching a cat lap at milk.
Her eyes landed on Corvus and she stood, ripping a large chunk from the carcass and setting it a few feet away from her. The entire time he hadn't moved, though he did bounce in place from foot to foot excitedly. Once the piece hit the floor the bird flew over and landed on it, ripping into the meat and tearing viciously to remove small strips of flesh before gulping it down. unaware of the motion, Vianni's tail waved slowly back and forth in warning, her ears back and her creamy muzzle being painted red with wolf's blood. She ate in hurried fashion at first, though she slowed to enjoy the meal once her stomach stopped biting at her. She couldn't pause to speak, could only consume as the blood lust took over. It didn't matter that she hadn't hunted it, she was simply hungry. As the crimson washed over her lips, she made an elegant picture. Finally, she lay down to eat, looking up at Lucifer as she does. Watching him as she ate, she wondered if this would be a truly beneficial partnership. She hoped it would, otherwise this was a waste of time and Latin.
**mobile translations**
1. "Avis fur non, si iam mortuus esset conatus. A dentes meos ! Alius non tangit eum. Si furtum a vobis volo frangere collum mihi quoniam ego illum melior. Si ambulaveritis ex adverso mihi doctrina non meretur vitam benedixi ei." - The bird is no thief, he would have tried and died already if he were. By my fangs! No one else will touch him. Should he steal from you, I would snap his neck myself because I raised him better. Should he defy my teachings, he does not deserve the life I blessed him with.
2. "Et si distribuero in cibos oblivisceris me adducerem te super navem imperasti?" - But, what if you forget to feed me, and you bring someone on my ship?
3. "Ludens loqui ego vobiscum una - nobiscum tibi concedam hoc recognitio si avis furtum interficiam te." - I am joking with you, I agree to your terms - with the one revision that I will kill the bird if he should steal from you.
As his deep rumbling voice echoes out into the room in his flawless Latin, Vianni feels her face go blank at the quip he threw in. His acceptance of her rules allowed her to relax a bit, and she watched his mouth as he spoke before looking back up to his eyes with a very cross expression on her face. Rising from her reclined position, Vianni raises her tail in defiance of the threat to her son. Caw! Caw-caw! Corvus fluffed immediately and made a strange growl-like sound while looking at the male. "Avis fur non, si iam mortuus esset conatus. A dentes meos ! Alius non tangit eum. Si furtum a vobis volo frangere collum mihi quoniam ego illum melior. Si ambulaveritis ex adverso mihi doctrina non meretur vitam benedixi ei." The bird in question opens his light grey wings and nods his head in agreement with what his wolf-mother said. His blue eyes ran the length of the male as he smoothed his feathers and jump-flapped his way up to Vianni's back. Where he continued to glare in an insulted manner at the hulking beast who dared insult his integrity.
Peeved now, Vianni struggles to keep herself from throwing herself at the wolf who makes threats against her baby. Growling as she settled herself once more, Vi narrows her eyes and speaks once more, "Continue," her voice made sickly sweet with anger. She would listen to all he had to say, she simply had to let him know that she would be the only one doing any kind of threatening to Corvus. Despite herself, she found a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips, his second demand mirrored her own. She inclines his head as soon as he finished his sentence, a clear duh written all over her face. His final term gave her a bit of a pout, he took all the fun out of her ship. One ear twisted about and she gave him a look that was damn near innocent, "Et si distribuero in cibos oblivisceris me adducerem te super navem imperasti?" The smile that came over her face was all dashing doll as she gave a small peel of laughter at her own joke. "Ludens loqui ego vobiscum una - nobiscum tibi concedam hoc recognitio si avis furtum interficiam te." Her smile stayed, and she perked her coal trimmed ears once he spoke again.
His name rolled from his lips along with that ringing of truth that voices often held, it was odd how one could pick up such subtle things. While it had a mouthful of syllables, Vianni smirked and looks up at him. "I will call you Luc. You may call me Vianni or Vi. This is Corvus." Only after the names had been exchanged did she step forward to claim the prize for taking his baited hook, line and sinker. Corvus moved down her back and hopped down to stand a few inches away, waiting until she threw him something to eat. More to keep the fragile peace between them, Vianni tugged the wolf toward her a bit, in case she lashed out at him. Diving into the meal, her sides suck in as if she hadn't eaten in a few days. In truth, since her last failed hunt, Vianni had not hunted. Instead she set to exploring this metal cage and learning its secrets. The first bite had her fur raising with goosebumps, and a delighted purring growl escaped her as she feasted, the sound pleasing to the ear and constant. It was almost like watching a cat lap at milk.
Her eyes landed on Corvus and she stood, ripping a large chunk from the carcass and setting it a few feet away from her. The entire time he hadn't moved, though he did bounce in place from foot to foot excitedly. Once the piece hit the floor the bird flew over and landed on it, ripping into the meat and tearing viciously to remove small strips of flesh before gulping it down. unaware of the motion, Vianni's tail waved slowly back and forth in warning, her ears back and her creamy muzzle being painted red with wolf's blood. She ate in hurried fashion at first, though she slowed to enjoy the meal once her stomach stopped biting at her. She couldn't pause to speak, could only consume as the blood lust took over. It didn't matter that she hadn't hunted it, she was simply hungry. As the crimson washed over her lips, she made an elegant picture. Finally, she lay down to eat, looking up at Lucifer as she does. Watching him as she ate, she wondered if this would be a truly beneficial partnership. She hoped it would, otherwise this was a waste of time and Latin.
**mobile translations**
1. "Avis fur non, si iam mortuus esset conatus. A dentes meos ! Alius non tangit eum. Si furtum a vobis volo frangere collum mihi quoniam ego illum melior. Si ambulaveritis ex adverso mihi doctrina non meretur vitam benedixi ei." - The bird is no thief, he would have tried and died already if he were. By my fangs! No one else will touch him. Should he steal from you, I would snap his neck myself because I raised him better. Should he defy my teachings, he does not deserve the life I blessed him with.
2. "Et si distribuero in cibos oblivisceris me adducerem te super navem imperasti?" - But, what if you forget to feed me, and you bring someone on my ship?
3. "Ludens loqui ego vobiscum una - nobiscum tibi concedam hoc recognitio si avis furtum interficiam te." - I am joking with you, I agree to your terms - with the one revision that I will kill the bird if he should steal from you.
