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slight charcoal paws carried the malicious man along, belly rumbling. when had it been since he'd last ate? his poorly kept coat clung desperately to his ribs, and even his hips were beginning to protrude. this wouldn't be good for his plan. oh no, no, no. wouldn't be good at all. how was he supposed to please the aesir and vanir if he couldn't even breathe? and especially if he hadn't even gotten to die a warrior's death, but instead a fool's. he very well might just dig a hole down to hel; that's where he'd wind up anyway. he shook his head, shadows playing over his soot spine and abstemious crown. he couldn't do that.

a generous smirk spread his penciled lips apart, mercury and cerulean eyes intruding upon the bark of a tangled mess. he edged closer, side-stepping over protruding roots, under grasping underbrush, and nudging the base. he chortled, shoulders shaking and hindlegs folding beneath him. "ich nehme nicht an, sie haben so etwas wie nahrung um zu sehen, m?ssen sie lieber bli?a?" he cocked his crown toward the tree and leaned in, audit pivoting to listen closer; awaiting a response.

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Canttina

The massive form trotted through the soulless forest. Muscles rippled and fur bounced. Her bones ached from the constant movement but the demoness never stopped. She slept a few hours a day and that was it. Her lack of sleep was more then likely the cause of her insanity. Her eyes were wide with nothing within them. They were empty. Seething pits of doom. Her body was large, but still small enough to have speed on her side. The woman was a brute because of her constant stance. She carried herself with her head high and her nose up. Yellow orbs flicked to the left as she heard a baritone voice. She came to a halt and smirked. The woman did like company. Blood still caked on her fur from her last feast. She loved to roll and bathe in her preys blood. It soothed her and pleasured the woman. She was an odd one, yes. She slithered closer to the source and tilted her head. Yellow eyes feasted upon a bi coloured male. The demoness cracked a grin and wandered closer and closer until she was a few feet away. Her voice filled the air. It was dark and stitched with death itself. "My my I am pleased to see such a lovely man on this horrid day." Her tongue slithered across her muzzle once more. Eyes flicked across the males form. He looked delightful and hoped he was one of her. The baddies. Though, there were not many baddies in those parts. She was alone, very very alone.

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he was still. everything was still. the birds quieted, the wind calmed. everything on mother earth had paused in their daily life to listen in. he pressed an abstemious ear against the bark, breathing slowly to ensure little interference. treants, being hundreds of years old, really knew how to test your patience. they did not give their information to just anyone, and even once they verified your background, you still had to wait until they were ready.

how long had he been here? he hadn't a clue. but the aged tree had just begun to whisper his secrets when shrill tones muddled the air. the man's lip curled to reveal stained canines, his features twisting into disgusted annoyance. "shhh!" the hiss came out as a borderline snarl, steaming spectacles glancing only briefly toward the rude wench. but it was too late - the treant had spoken his final word and once again fell dormant.

the soot-hued mask of the man was pulled and tugged as his shoulders fell exaggeratedly, his neck losing life and drooping between his legs. slowly he recovered, gradually rising upon vibrating stilts. a controlled anger began to take flight within the beast of a viking man. he looked toward the woman, cleared his throat, and allowed the acidic words to fall like a stale stake from his lips. "you dry, useless wench," he turned toward her, stepping over a gnarled root that had rose and screwed back into the soil. "do you understand what your insolent mouth just caused me to miss?"

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Canttina

The demoness stared at the oddly colored male before the noise came forth from its being. Shhh! The vixen instantly was filled with a radiating rage. She rolled her scarred shoulders and her hackles swelled up. Her teeth came into sight as her marred lips curled up in response. Her mahoagny ears flicked back, flat to her skull. Canttina took a few steps as she watched him. He was .. speaking to the tree? Waiting for an answer? She had no clue what sort of mumbo jumbo voodoo he was doing and she did not give a fuck. He then gave up and turned to her. Words spewed from his horrid mouth and her rage increased. He finished with more insults and spitting of words. "Because it looks like I give two fucking shits. You and your tree speaking mean nothing to me. Fuck yourself with a root." Her words were crude and rough. Each sentence was slurred with rage. She stepped closer, ready to attack.

invertly colored spectacles narrowed as his guest became irritable, ears folding slightly as they swiveled back toward his spine. his masculine neck craned higher as a finely chiselled chin pointed south so as to protect it. it was obvious this woman clearly did not know who he was, otherwise she would not be so bold. he could tear into her throat and make his way to her stomach, invading and living within. he could sip her eyes right out of their sockets and feed them into her ass, only to retrieve them later as he wore her intestines as an evening scarf. no, she clearly had no idea.

she'd dropped her fucks like a bomb carelessly, and the beast within raged. his ears flattened and he stepped once more closer, body writhing behind him begging to be set loose. his blood boiled, his heart rate quickened, he was ready to end her meaningless charade upon the earth. but as her words fell like drugged honey bees from her lips, all his rage vanished. "what an interesting proposal," his words slipped through a hearty chuckle, his whole demeanor relaxing with one exhale. his little sliver of a tail twitched between his thighs, charcoal hairs mingling with the ivory tufts on his limbs. his ears presumed their former state and he receded back a step behind the root from before. "you're a rather irritable little thing, aren't you?" his voice was inviting, flirty even. could he calm the wench, now that he'd awoken her demons?

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Canttina

The woman snarled, dribbled fell from her mouth. Rage radiated off of her, a force nearly as great as the suns boiling luminosity. Her claws penetrated into the earth bellow without care. Her muscles tensed, rippled, and ached to be let free. Her eyes were slit, ready for battle. But, then he spoke. She tilted her head. She nearly fell in love. He did not attack, but he turned it into a laugh. The woman waited and he spoke some more. He asked her a question. Was she irritable? No. This was her at all times. She was generally angry a lot. Due to the fact that she was insane. Diagnosed by the world. "Anger is something that never leaves me." She spoke the truth, as always. The woman always spoke the truth. Her mind mingled with her mouth in that way. She had no urge to lie when she could be blunt. The truth hurt people. Why not tell them? She grinned, her body grew softer, but her ears remained flat and hackles raised. "Why the sudden mood swing? Have you been seduced by my luxurious his and eyes of the sun?" She had to laugh at herself at that moment.

lead pencil lips displayed on his maw as a crooked grin, flawless as it ever was. this woman was indeed an interesting find. angered by the world, forever in a tango of scraps to survive. or, if she were interesting enough, angery at her insanity which in turn drove her insane. "perhaps, my little fly trap, you never leave anger?" he studied her, watched her features as they softened but did not extinguish. he wanted to see more of this woman. she intrigued him.

the man joined her laugh with a small, one-toned exhale of a chuckle. he chose not to answer her, to leave her question hanging - not forgotten, just pushed aside. his eyes averted to their feet, to the gnarled root separating them. amusement washed over him and he glanced up at the woman yet again, "how do you suppose one fucks a root?"

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Canttina

He spoke to the woman some more but she did not buy his silver tongue ways. His words were smooth and his eyes were naughty. He was one of her kind, a baddy. She could see it. His dark ways and cackling manners. She did not trust him, but she was interested by him in the same way. She had an urge of want, a want for him to give her attention and physical pleasing. But, she would not. The woman had only mated once in her life and she did not even remember it. The woman thrived on being tortured mentally. To be rejected but the need was what she needed. The yearning for touch, the lust. It was all she needed to survive. For now. She tilted her head and let forth dark vocals, "Anger has been my only companion for two years. Why change that? She helps me, she mends me, and she urges me to do things. I need no one but rage." He ignored her question and she brushed it off. Though, he asked her one. One that made a smirk appear upon her lush lips. "Well theirs two ways, one for a girl one for a boy. The root must be erect. Must I explain more?" She raised a brow, it was obvious that things must be inserted in places they shouldn't. She did not want to speak to much of such a horrible subject, even she couldn't fathom fucking a root.

how dreadful it must be - to be enraged every second of the day. to see nothing but red. he couldn't, and wouldn't, imagine living like that. he would miss all the little mishaps loki caused, and all the great signs odin and his brothers placed. to be angered constantly seemed like a burden, a punishment even. the thought roused a shiver up his spine, but he quickly took control and rolled his bony shoulders. her answer was simple, an obvious life style one should choose. but, not flawless. his voice crept skillfully from his suave tongue, dipped in his charismatic tones. "and when anger abandons you? she is not a polite guest, and i imagine she speaks not so fondly of you." he paused only briefly, enough to gather breath. "what then? an empty vessel?" he grinned none too politely, his faux kindness slipping through the cracks. "i could find joy with an empty vessel.. in many ways, my little fly trap." he spoke through his teeth, tenacious and devious.

her reaction to his inquiry was a curious one at that, brewing a playfulness within jaeger. he couldn't help himself, loki seemed to be playing with him. he cracked an even wider grin, if possible, and stepped with brief caution to avoid the creeping root toward the woman. with fluid maneuvers, he spun his flanks inches from the woman's and dipped his crown before tilting it to study her. "no, no; no details needed..." a dark flit of a chuckle snuck from his lips. "but perhaps a demonstration?" a quick wink of that marble blue eye coupled with a daring smile sculpted the man's facade.

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Canttina

They were very alike yet so different. He was wise and his mind was within. Yet, he took a hold of darker emotions and used them. She was insane and her mind was scattered, yet she used her dark emotions for her own good. He spoke to her and she smirked. Her head tilted, an inviting look. She studied his words before her maw opened to disperse more vocals. "Maybe, yet I don't care for what the future may bring me. Anger for me is much more then anger. It brings me strength and meaning." She had reasons for being so angry. She had permanent amnesia. Her mind was erased from any memory of her past. She had to relearn everything, she learned to kill. She loved it .. to much. His next words brought her into a ball of lust. Oh, the way he spoke fueled her core into a horrible hear. "I am sure you could, darling." The daemon watched him with interest. Her lips turned into a gentle grin. He denied her elaboration but, he inquired her to show him. Her eyes turned dark and she stepped towards him. Her mouth formed drool, it nearly poured from her mouth. "Mmm, why would I do that?" She licked her lips and rolled her horribly marred shoulders.

she was a stubborn one, this she devil beside him. perhaps when she broke, he could mould her; she'd be a formidable opponent for any pigheaded sacrifice and a damn fun toy in times of loneliness. but now given her current state, obviously, she was not able to be tamed. although it wouldn't do any harm in trying...

the pretentious man left her previous statement untouched, convinced she would not be waived. this close, her previous beauty vanished before his twice-colored eyes. she was flawed. scars broke the surface of her would-be luxurious coat. he was slightly put off. could he allow his flawless flesh to combine in a lover's grasp with her stained meat? he thought for only a minute. he knew the answer was obvious. but of course, there was nothing wrong with having a little fun with the toys you throw away either. a mask of simpering lust hid his features, that simple yet devious smirk refusing to leave his skillful lips. "because you know the thought of something foreign invading stokes that burning fire inside," his tones crooned from his throat as now the pernicious man was speaking of himself.

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