Cannibalistic Cutie

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[theknightmoth]

|| Bloody Bee ||

The OC Bloody Bee belongs to @fear-my-giggles

[fear-my-giggles]

I’m crying right now because of how beautiful it is

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

A creep with..... repulsive....but what the hell was this cannibal mage? And what was she speaking of? And not magic? "Magic." He cast a small fireball over the hole in the palm of his hand. "Dark or light is still magic." He wasn't very good at fire magic, but asgore had taught him what he could.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee flinched but looked to the hand “woah… that’s beautiful” she mumbled softly. She looks to him now. Those pupils flexing into slits briefly. She smelt both human and monster. She slowly inched herself to her feet, back firmly pressed against the tree still “listen I ain’t looking for trouble from ya. I’m not looking to fight.”

[windingdongs]

He closed his palm to snuff the flame, but caught the shift in her eyes. And there, with the reflective breath he took, he caught the hint, under the woodland and blood and corpse....up here? "You're a halfling...."

[fear-my-giggles]

“I mean my dad calls me a mutt but yeah. Halflings sounds nicer…” she admits with out thinking “umm is that gonna get my ass kicked even worse?”

[windingdongs]

The surprise and reveal hit him hard enough for the spectral hands behind him to dissipate. The air seemed to wobble as his magic shifted entirely. Not only monsters on the surface, but a halfling....how? And she could pass as human, but her actions were sure to invite trouble, even with her kill's reprehensible actions. ".....monsters survived on the ∫☋☈Ϝꍏ☾€..." With his magic, his words devolved to wingdings, garbled and laced with static. His mind was running a mile a minute, the fight gone.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee blinks “holy shit you get staticky like my dad. Oh umm I know sign too if that helps. I’m Bee by the way.”

She signs as she talks “I don’t want to fight. I honestly didn’t expect anyone else out here…” she admits sheepishly “I’m sorry if I scared you” she had a bit of an Irish accent.

[windingdongs]

He could hear and understand her, she didn't need to sign back, but he didn't correct her, atleast not yet. 'What intentions do you have to the monsters that came from the underground?' He signed and still spoke, getting to the point. She wasn't a mage, but he didn't need to check her to know her lov was high, she already killed. The safety of monsterkind was his concern.

[fear-my-giggles]

“No ill will. I swear. Same with humans.” She admits “just hungry so I pick off the bad ones.” She signed as well just in case he was just reading her lips “no intention of messing with anything. My dad likes his peace”

[isabelleaspin]

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

A creep with..... repulsive....but what the hell was this cannibal mage? And what was she speaking of? And not magic? "Magic." He cast a small fireball over the hole in the palm of his hand. "Dark or light is still magic." He wasn't very good at fire magic, but asgore had taught him what he could.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee flinched but looked to the hand “woah… that’s beautiful” she mumbled softly. She looks to him now. Those pupils flexing into slits briefly. She smelt both human and monster. She slowly inched herself to her feet, back firmly pressed against the tree still “listen I ain’t looking for trouble from ya. I’m not looking to fight.”

[windingdongs]

He closed his palm to snuff the flame, but caught the shift in her eyes. And there, with the reflective breath he took, he caught the hint, under the woodland and blood and corpse....up here? "You're a halfling...."

[fear-my-giggles]

“I mean my dad calls me a mutt but yeah. Halflings sounds nicer…” she admits with out thinking “umm is that gonna get my ass kicked even worse?”

[windingdongs]

The surprise and reveal hit him hard enough for the spectral hands behind him to dissipate. The air seemed to wobble as his magic shifted entirely. Not only monsters on the surface, but a halfling....how? And she could pass as human, but her actions were sure to invite trouble, even with her kill's reprehensible actions. ".....monsters survived on the ∫☋☈Ϝꍏ☾€..." With his magic, his words devolved to wingdings, garbled and laced with static. His mind was running a mile a minute, the fight gone.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee blinks “holy shit you get staticky like my dad. Oh umm I know sign too if that helps. I’m Bee by the way.”

She signs as she talks “I don’t want to fight. I honestly didn’t expect anyone else out here…” she admits sheepishly “I’m sorry if I scared you” she had a bit of an Irish accent.

[flawed-villainy]

Bee yawns as she fluffs her curls “gentlemen, I just finished a 12 hour shift at the bar. Can this wait?”

(Normal mortal Bee)

Caius frowned as he waved a hand with a sigh shoeing the guards that were asking who she was away. "Sorry about that."

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee gives him a thumbs up “cool cool. Where am I?”

[flawed-villainy]

"My place or least what qualifies of my place I suppose." He shrugged before smiling. "Caius Vell."

[fear-my-giggles]

“Hmm pleasure. I’m Bee. Just Bee. Well Bloody Bee if you are feeling spicy but I’m too tired for that “ Bee afmifsas she tries not to fall asleep standing up

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

A creep with..... repulsive....but what the hell was this cannibal mage? And what was she speaking of? And not magic? "Magic." He cast a small fireball over the hole in the palm of his hand. "Dark or light is still magic." He wasn't very good at fire magic, but asgore had taught him what he could.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee flinched but looked to the hand “woah… that’s beautiful” she mumbled softly. She looks to him now. Those pupils flexing into slits briefly. She smelt both human and monster. She slowly inched herself to her feet, back firmly pressed against the tree still “listen I ain’t looking for trouble from ya. I’m not looking to fight.”

[windingdongs]

He closed his palm to snuff the flame, but caught the shift in her eyes. And there, with the reflective breath he took, he caught the hint, under the woodland and blood and corpse....up here? "You're a halfling...."

[fear-my-giggles]

“I mean my dad calls me a mutt but yeah. Halflings sounds nicer…” she admits with out thinking “umm is that gonna get my ass kicked even worse?”

[flawed-villainy]

Bee yawns as she fluffs her curls “gentlemen, I just finished a 12 hour shift at the bar. Can this wait?”

(Normal mortal Bee)

Caius frowned as he waved a hand with a sigh shoeing the guards that were asking who she was away. "Sorry about that."

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee gives him a thumbs up “cool cool. Where am I?”

[dontunderestimatemypoison]

Bloody Bee was quietly following Fang around as he handled some very important “work” stuff.

He's been working around the lab and office. Occasionally, he steals a kiss or two from Bee. Surprisingly enough, he takes breaks. He asks about what she's been getting into.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee giggles and happily kisses back “hmm just following you about. I hope that’s okay” she said softly

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

A creep with..... repulsive....but what the hell was this cannibal mage? And what was she speaking of? And not magic? "Magic." He cast a small fireball over the hole in the palm of his hand. "Dark or light is still magic." He wasn't very good at fire magic, but asgore had taught him what he could.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee flinched but looked to the hand “woah… that’s beautiful” she mumbled softly. She looks to him now. Those pupils flexing into slits briefly. She smelt both human and monster. She slowly inched herself to her feet, back firmly pressed against the tree still “listen I ain’t looking for trouble from ya. I’m not looking to fight.”

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

Well, he had wanted a chase tonight. Not the one he'd anticipated, but all the well. He paid the corpse no mind as he launched after her on all fours, a predator in every right. Blood and roses...crystalline blue eyes....

[fear-my-giggles]

“Freaking take out a pedo and this is what I fucking get” she glances back briefly and weaves through trees “fuck fuck fuck”

She glances around and jumps into the shadows. Dead silence for like 5 seconds till she pops up on a branch from a tree behind him and instantly falls to the ground. She did not have great footing and it was a dead limb.

There was a thud and rustling of leaves before a soft groan could be heard “ow…”

[windingdongs]

He was bounding right on her tail, but skids in the leaf litter as she disappears. Magic. That was magic. Dark magic at that...it almost felt like the void ... He shouldn't have been surprised with how he first saw her, but a mage was an even bigger problem.

But there she was again. He whipped around at her blunder. Rising to a hunch with a slight growl, skeletal phantom hands materializing around him. "Mage...."

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee scrambles back, teeth bared and hissing like a cornered street cat as her back hit a trunk of a tree. Eyes wide with adrenaline and fear of death or worse.

At first glance she did look human but she had sharp claws and sharp little teeth. She was scarred and a tad underfed.

She raised her hands, ready to block if he lashed out at her. A flash of confusion ran across her face when he said Mage. She blinks “I’m sorry but what?”

[windingdongs]

"Or is it witch?" What was she playing at? She didn't seem very threatening with her lack of offense and blunder with trying to teleport away, but he wasn't going to let his guard down. She was plenty capable of she could drag a body through the brush, much less however she'd despatched him. Wallock was as taught as a bowstring, ready to pounce.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee looked absolutely confused “witch? Are you just trying not to call me a bitch? If ya are hunting me down at least insult me right” her hit count was super high but she wasn’t choosing to attack. She was looking for a way to escape. He wasn’t a target of hers and honestly this stranger was confusing her.

[windingdongs]

The confusion was mutual. What? Even the spectral hands around him lowered a bit, those long pointed ears flicking flatter to his skull too. "....forgive me if I don't find a human with dark magic dragging a corpse around... concerning...."

[fear-my-giggles]

“Dark magic? Do you mean the short cuts?” She blinks “yeah no. It’s not like I can cast fireball or make fliers bloom. And in my measly defense, the fucker deserved it for being a creep with kids” she crosses her arms “I needed food and he needed to be gone” she huffs

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

Well, he had wanted a chase tonight. Not the one he'd anticipated, but all the well. He paid the corpse no mind as he launched after her on all fours, a predator in every right. Blood and roses...crystalline blue eyes....

[fear-my-giggles]

“Freaking take out a pedo and this is what I fucking get” she glances back briefly and weaves through trees “fuck fuck fuck”

She glances around and jumps into the shadows. Dead silence for like 5 seconds till she pops up on a branch from a tree behind him and instantly falls to the ground. She did not have great footing and it was a dead limb.

There was a thud and rustling of leaves before a soft groan could be heard “ow…”

[windingdongs]

He was bounding right on her tail, but skids in the leaf litter as she disappears. Magic. That was magic. Dark magic at that...it almost felt like the void ... He shouldn't have been surprised with how he first saw her, but a mage was an even bigger problem.

But there she was again. He whipped around at her blunder. Rising to a hunch with a slight growl, skeletal phantom hands materializing around him. "Mage...."

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee scrambles back, teeth bared and hissing like a cornered street cat as her back hit a trunk of a tree. Eyes wide with adrenaline and fear of death or worse.

At first glance she did look human but she had sharp claws and sharp little teeth. She was scarred and a tad underfed.

She raised her hands, ready to block if he lashed out at her. A flash of confusion ran across her face when he said Mage. She blinks “I’m sorry but what?”

[windingdongs]

"Or is it witch?" What was she playing at? She didn't seem very threatening with her lack of offense and blunder with trying to teleport away, but he wasn't going to let his guard down. She was plenty capable of she could drag a body through the brush, much less however she'd despatched him. Wallock was as taught as a bowstring, ready to pounce.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee looked absolutely confused “witch? Are you just trying not to call me a bitch? If ya are hunting me down at least insult me right” her hit count was super high but she wasn’t choosing to attack. She was looking for a way to escape. He wasn’t a target of hers and honestly this stranger was confusing her.

[windingdongs]

@fear-my-giggles yknow, after all these years, I dont think I've ever tried to draw bee :V and wallocks being as stubborn as ever and I've gone trough so many layers trying to get him right

[fear-my-giggles]

Holy shit… my heart

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

Well, he had wanted a chase tonight. Not the one he'd anticipated, but all the well. He paid the corpse no mind as he launched after her on all fours, a predator in every right. Blood and roses...crystalline blue eyes....

[fear-my-giggles]

“Freaking take out a pedo and this is what I fucking get” she glances back briefly and weaves through trees “fuck fuck fuck”

She glances around and jumps into the shadows. Dead silence for like 5 seconds till she pops up on a branch from a tree behind him and instantly falls to the ground. She did not have great footing and it was a dead limb.

There was a thud and rustling of leaves before a soft groan could be heard “ow…”

[windingdongs]

He was bounding right on her tail, but skids in the leaf litter as she disappears. Magic. That was magic. Dark magic at that...it almost felt like the void ... He shouldn't have been surprised with how he first saw her, but a mage was an even bigger problem.

But there she was again. He whipped around at her blunder. Rising to a hunch with a slight growl, skeletal phantom hands materializing around him. "Mage...."

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee scrambles back, teeth bared and hissing like a cornered street cat as her back hit a trunk of a tree. Eyes wide with adrenaline and fear of death or worse.

At first glance she did look human but she had sharp claws and sharp little teeth. She was scarred and a tad underfed.

She raised her hands, ready to block if he lashed out at her. A flash of confusion ran across her face when he said Mage. She blinks “I’m sorry but what?”

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[windingdongs]

Well, he had wanted a chase tonight. Not the one he'd anticipated, but all the well. He paid the corpse no mind as he launched after her on all fours, a predator in every right. Blood and roses...crystalline blue eyes....

[fear-my-giggles]

“Freaking take out a pedo and this is what I fucking get” she glances back briefly and weaves through trees “fuck fuck fuck”

She glances around and jumps into the shadows. Dead silence for like 5 seconds till she pops up on a branch from a tree behind him and instantly falls to the ground. She did not have great footing and it was a dead limb.

There was a thud and rustling of leaves before a soft groan could be heard “ow…”

[dappermouth]

And then you had that dream again.

[windingdongs]

Meetings, politics, press- the surface seemed even more troublesome than it used to be. It was loud and bright and chaotic and messy, overwhelming after centuries underground and then nothingness for what felt like eternity. But monsterkind was back and they were free under the sun and stars and clouds, and he was free again...But even the general needed a break. His usual haunt would typically find him at grillby's or in the seclusion of the lab, but a different pasttime was calling to him today.

He hadn't had a good hunt since before the underground, not outside of a rowdy monster or the rare fallen human; not a true hunt. But up here he had plenty of choice and plenty of range. And there were plenty of deer.

[fear-my-giggles]

Little did he know this hunt would bring him a bit of a surprise…

The woods was quiet, a night where the stars whispered to the fading moon and the wild seem to run free even more. That night a certain five foot tall figure was passing through. With long dark curly hair and icy blue eyes, Bloody Bee was currently dragging off a victim that was easily twice her size.

Her hunt went really well at the look of things. Her hands were full with dragging the kill off into the woods so she held a severed arm in her mouth as she worked.

[windingdongs]

The stakeout was easy enough, perched in a tree. He watched on as racoons and opossums and even a fox or two skittered about, listening out for the dainty, but heavier steps he was waiting for, but enjoying the hoots and chirps of the rest of the nightlife. The sun had long dipped on his preferred light level, but that could be to his advantage. His patience was rewarded soon enough anyway as the herd wandered near. And good, no gyftrot looked to be in the mix

[fear-my-giggles]

Well the herd was use to Bee’s antics. The tiny woman dragged the dead body past as a few sniffed at her for treats. She tries to tell him “hi sweet babies. No cookies today” but she had that severed arm in her mouth.

Bee had no clue there was someone hunting the deer herd. Had no idea another soul was out there. She would had gone a different way.

[windingdongs]

Watching the herd, he noted a few choice targets. Repressed instinct resurfaced like putting on an old coat. And then the wind shifted, and the scent of blood, a fresh hearty scent of blood, hit him full force...and a hint of roses...And there was a figure, wandering right through the herd, with a....That was a body. He didn't even know what to make of the scene- A human dragging a body right through a herd of very calm if not curious deer...The deer's mannerisms were more surprising than a murder...But a murderer also meant likely danger to monsters. Perhaps, switching targets were in order.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bloody Bee paused and looked around briefly, feeling eyes on her. She paused, unable to see him yet. She still had the severed arm in her mouth and the corpse was human.

She waits in stillness, the deer still nudging for treats. Bee’s shoulders drop a bit before taking a moment to pet a deer. She then continues dragging the body away

[windingdongs]

Or she doesn't at a heavy form landing on the corpse. It was a risky move, but subtlety wasn't in the cards right now. The general rose to his full height, defenses high at facing this strange woman.

[fear-my-giggles]

Bee froze, realizing this wasn’t one of her dad’s brothers. Her icy blue eyes were wide in both awe and the fact she was probably going to get her ass kicked.

She drops the arm she was holding in her mouth, her sharpen teeth clearly seen. She also had some sunken in cheeks. Probably from not ratting enough the last few weeks “hehe ummm…”

Bee just takes like a bullet, running into the forest as fast as she could “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck”

[flawed-villainy]

Bloody Bee peeked in on the three men “soooo why is the most evil?”

They all looked at each other curiously for a moment.

"If by evil you mean conniving and cruel." Caius sighed before pointing to the man with dark brown curly hair. "Though even that's a stretch of late." He muttered.

[fear-my-giggles]

“Well I got a prayer to smack common sense into the most evil of you three” she sighed like a tired receptionist

[flawed-villainy]

He laughed with a smile glancing at Theo. "Oh I'm sure he's going to love that."

Theo glared before glancing at her. "Touch me and you loose your hand.

[fear-my-giggles]

“If you could just lightly stab me in the kidney so I have an excuse to ignore half these prayers I get, that would be fabulous. A week recovering on the couch with my books sounds better than half these requests”