Down with the Sickness
Requiem
09-13-2023, 08:55 PM
T ruly in this moment, Requiem could not be sure he had not slipped into slumber and found himself in a wonderfully impossible dream. For so long he had held out hope for Lurid's return, only for her to come back to them and slip away to be taken by her illness. When Atropos left to care for her, the Mirovian brute knew that she would either return with Lurid or she would return alone. When even Atropos failed to come back home, his hopes that either of them had survived dwindled to nothing. He had spent every day of the past few months just looking for any traces of Lurid or Atropos he could find. When none could be found, he had been left adrift at sea with no signs of shore. He was alone, alone with his thoughts and anger and worry. How many lives had he claimed during his emotional rampage in the wake of Mirovis' fall? He could not be sure.
H aving Lurid here in his arms now... it was everything the crimson brute had hoped and dreamed for. It was everything he had lived and worked for, and though he may have lost his power when their pack crumbled, he had not lost everything he had gained so long as his goddess lived. The happy whines that came emanating from Lu made Requiem's fur bristle in all the best ways, chills of delight racing down his spine. It took a good bit of reminding himself that she was still fragile and needed caring for to keep himself from sweeping her off her paws and loving her senseless then and there. There would be plenty of time for catching up soon enough; they had all the time in the world now. Lurid took the blame for the loss of Mirovis, but reassured him that they would rise once more. Although Requiem doubted her family would still be around to help her forge a third attempt at an empire, he would not turn tail the way those cravens had. They were unworthy to carry the Amarix name in his opinion. Only Atropos got a pass for trying to aid her sickly sister, but even now, where the hell was she?
L urid accepted his offer to feast immediately and asked him to join her. The red devil gave his alabaster queen a fiendish grin and followed her to the freshly lain corpse of the fool who had tried his luck with his lady. "Cum voluptate," came the purred reply of the devil. He allowed his Empress to feed first, a habit ingrained in his brain from days of yore raised and training in the founding Mirovis pack, then settled in opposite Lu to dine with her. He bit down into the brute's chest and tore it open with brute force, snapping through several ribs to reach the prize he sought. Nestled between the dead wolf's lungs was his heart, and Req was swift to snatch up the now still muscle in his jaws and rip it from its arteries with a violent bloody squish. Sharp teeth chewed through the raw flesh, devouring his prey's heart in a matter of moments, his signature calling card for all his victims. Our spoke amidst mouthfuls of meat, thanking him for rescuing her. With blood still dripping from his jaws, the demon's abyssal silver eyes lifted to meet the goddess' holographic jewels with a look of deadly glee. "You could have taken him, but why pass up a chance to show off and turn on my mate?" He winked at her, a sly smirk painting his face as he dove in for a bite of lungs.
W hen both wolves had eaten their fill, Requiem kicked the remains of the carcass aside with a note of disgust towards the soul that had once inhabited this hunk of meat, then moved to settle down beside Lurid. He sat on his haunches as she relaxed out on the deck, leaning gently against her side for comfort and security. Her voice caught his attention, dark gaze turning down to find hers as she looked to him. Her question was not an easy one to answer, but he would answer her honestly. "Many in this land saw Mirovis fall. They likely assume you to be dead or gone. This gives us an advantage in that no one will be expecting anything from us. We can fly under the radar for as long as we need to. It also means we're starting from the bottom again, with little resources and no friends." Requiem thought on Lurid's siblings again and wondered if the fickle traitors would ever show their faces in Boreas again. "The choice for what comes next is up to you, Lurid. Do you still wish to rebuild your family's empire? Do you still desire to rule? Or have your priorities changed to something more... modest?" Requiem raised a brow as he watched Lu, wondering what her answer would be. Whatever she desired, he would help her achieve it. But what path they walked and what goals they set would depend entirely on her.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
H aving Lurid here in his arms now... it was everything the crimson brute had hoped and dreamed for. It was everything he had lived and worked for, and though he may have lost his power when their pack crumbled, he had not lost everything he had gained so long as his goddess lived. The happy whines that came emanating from Lu made Requiem's fur bristle in all the best ways, chills of delight racing down his spine. It took a good bit of reminding himself that she was still fragile and needed caring for to keep himself from sweeping her off her paws and loving her senseless then and there. There would be plenty of time for catching up soon enough; they had all the time in the world now. Lurid took the blame for the loss of Mirovis, but reassured him that they would rise once more. Although Requiem doubted her family would still be around to help her forge a third attempt at an empire, he would not turn tail the way those cravens had. They were unworthy to carry the Amarix name in his opinion. Only Atropos got a pass for trying to aid her sickly sister, but even now, where the hell was she?
L urid accepted his offer to feast immediately and asked him to join her. The red devil gave his alabaster queen a fiendish grin and followed her to the freshly lain corpse of the fool who had tried his luck with his lady. "Cum voluptate," came the purred reply of the devil. He allowed his Empress to feed first, a habit ingrained in his brain from days of yore raised and training in the founding Mirovis pack, then settled in opposite Lu to dine with her. He bit down into the brute's chest and tore it open with brute force, snapping through several ribs to reach the prize he sought. Nestled between the dead wolf's lungs was his heart, and Req was swift to snatch up the now still muscle in his jaws and rip it from its arteries with a violent bloody squish. Sharp teeth chewed through the raw flesh, devouring his prey's heart in a matter of moments, his signature calling card for all his victims. Our spoke amidst mouthfuls of meat, thanking him for rescuing her. With blood still dripping from his jaws, the demon's abyssal silver eyes lifted to meet the goddess' holographic jewels with a look of deadly glee. "You could have taken him, but why pass up a chance to show off and turn on my mate?" He winked at her, a sly smirk painting his face as he dove in for a bite of lungs.
W hen both wolves had eaten their fill, Requiem kicked the remains of the carcass aside with a note of disgust towards the soul that had once inhabited this hunk of meat, then moved to settle down beside Lurid. He sat on his haunches as she relaxed out on the deck, leaning gently against her side for comfort and security. Her voice caught his attention, dark gaze turning down to find hers as she looked to him. Her question was not an easy one to answer, but he would answer her honestly. "Many in this land saw Mirovis fall. They likely assume you to be dead or gone. This gives us an advantage in that no one will be expecting anything from us. We can fly under the radar for as long as we need to. It also means we're starting from the bottom again, with little resources and no friends." Requiem thought on Lurid's siblings again and wondered if the fickle traitors would ever show their faces in Boreas again. "The choice for what comes next is up to you, Lurid. Do you still wish to rebuild your family's empire? Do you still desire to rule? Or have your priorities changed to something more... modest?" Requiem raised a brow as he watched Lu, wondering what her answer would be. Whatever she desired, he would help her achieve it. But what path they walked and what goals they set would depend entirely on her.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
Warning: Requiem is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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