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" I am my dear. And if you dont want a meaningless fight, then we are on the same page. My name is Thel Vadam, it is an honor to meet you. "
:☾:Ren bowed her head, eyes closed. “Honor to you, Thel Vadam.”
“My name is Yotsui Ren. Please, simply call me Ren.”:☽:
Aamon showed up shortly after Ren awoke. Bringing a small bundle of bagged snacks in his claws, he poked his head in wherever she was and posed a question. "Hey there... you feeling okay? It's been a while."
:☾:His sudden appearance and words made Ren jolt, obviously not noticing him.
She cursed as she put her hand to her chest.
“Senses aren’t caught up yet and I feel like a wet sack of potatoes.” She glanced over to him and smiled.
“Been a long while. Any meat in there?”:☽:
" You hace come to my path, curious one .... but what do you seek on me ? An ally, or a foe ? "
:☾:”I am unsure yet. As of right now my intentions are peaceful. I have no desire to fight if you are what I think you are. Are you... Sangheili?”:☽:
:☾:”I don’t remember what happened...”
“No one knows what happened. You were just found in the temple in a trance. Your spirit was conversing. Do you remember that?”
“Not a single part...”:☽:
:☾:She’s... alive?
“Wellll, look who finally decided to wake up from her spirit-realm nap. Feelin’ refreshed?”
“O Bachan? I... feel like shit.”
“Yeah, a multi-month slumber will do that to you. Get up you lazy mutt.”:☽:
prideandfangs:
:☾:She doesn’t move when he lays down with her on the ground. But after a moment she turns and pulls the boy into her and nuzzles her nose into his hair.
“Morty… You know I’d do anything for you, right?”:☽:
The fifteen year old is completely still in his friend’s arms but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t appreciate the gesture– because he does, a lot. It’s just.. when you spend so much time in your room, alone, you forget how to do certain things. That’s how it works with him anyway.
“I’ve never doubted that for a second, Ren and the same thing goes for you. I might not be the toughest kid around but I’ll… I’ll put up a good fight! I-I’ll put my best foot forward.”
:☾:Ren’s grip tightened around him when he told her he would fight for her the best he could.
She didn’t want him to fight. She wanted him to be safe and happy.
“You’re a great kid. I never want you to have to fight.”:☽:
impenetrableshiield:
Ren doesn’t mind if Morty joins her on her… ground laying adventure, right? There he is.
:☾:She doesn’t move when he lays down with her on the ground. But after a moment she turns and pulls the boy into her and nuzzles her nose into his hair.
“Morty... You know I’d do anything for you, right?”:☽:
:☾:She’s just laying on the ground, staring up with a blank look. Maybe if she holds still long enough she’ll turn into a rock.:☽:
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umbralundead:
“Yea, of course you’re not…”
This wasn’t abnormal. Jaegar was used to working with other metahumans on jobs such as these, and an unfortunate pattern he had noticed was that most of them were not nice. This just must be what power does to most people.
“As long as it’s either non-sapient and immediately dangerous to people around here, or sapient and has expressly broken the law, then it’s in my jurisdiction.”
But of course he wasn’t about to just give her an ‘okay’ and follow with a spring in her wake. And, like always, he couldn’t resist posing a question with a bit of smarm.
“So… how many slips of magical paper or sacred talismans are needed? Or can I just kill it?”
:☾:Be mad all you want, ya creep. You deserved it and you know it.
“It’s mad with anger and fury, it can’t be reasoned with. It’s attacked multiple people and slaughtered beasts simply to slaughter them. It’s not feeding on them.” She explained to him.
“It needs to be killed. Preferably cleanly. It’s not possession from unrest souls. It’s purely demonic seeking destruction.”:☽:
sonxflight:
Glowed hand didn’t hinder the fingers, allowing to lay freely between his own, for an instant holding to them gently. These promising words were too big even for such strong being as her, a similar way of encouraging speech could be heard from him once. But things were different now, he was different - broken and incredulous, Jack was nothing more than the faint reflection of his past self.
Without the sword… He couldn’t protect her from further pain…
He let go then, moving the open palm away and turning his back at Ren, the trained feet were oddly difficult to move as he made an effort to take the first step out. Nevertheless, his gait became more solid the more the distance between them grew. The restless instinct, muffledly screaming about his vulnerability from behind didn’t even matter at now.
It will be better this way…
“…”
:☾:Ren wasn’t going to chase him. She’d let him walk away for now. To follow him now would just add salt to whatever wound he was feeling.
“...You’re not going to be able to hide from me, Jack.” She told him.
“Wherever you go, when you’re lonely or need help. I’m gonna be there. Because we’re friends, whether you want to admit it or not.”:☽:
sonxflight:
“I know you did…”
The palm upon her own clenched stronger as he felt it tightening, glancing down at her fingers and wrist. His chest felt heavier then - one nail was missing and the bone still healed over, the traces of a punishment for disobedience.
She won’t get away so easily next time…
“But he will not spare you if I will too…”
:☾:There were more traces, but bruises healed quickly from chains and clothing hid more. But there was really no point in hiding things.
“He’ll kill me if I mess with a certain person. He gets far more pleasure torturing me than ending me.” Probably not the best the to tell him, but Ren wouldn’t lie.
“It’s never been about you. It won’t ever be because of you either.” The hand him his opened, quickly lacing her fingers between him as she stared him down, forehead almost touching his.
“I won’t let him control who I care for. Out of fear or whatever. Never again.”:☽:
sonxflight:
The errant warrior stood motionless, not even a single muscle moved on his face the further he watched Ren scoffing upon his vent. The only thing that changed was the aggravation in the dark brown hues, which immediately extinguished in defensive coldness as he listened the woman revealing another part of her past, making the voice within his head grow louder. She was so close to him yet he still was utterly undaunted - the assassin he heard so much about was the one who taught the nemesis of her alleged master.
What a cruel joke…
Rough hand firmly wrapped around the feminine one, moving it away from the torso as his free palm clenched into a fist. Even without his trust, she deserved the truth - the partial guilt of what happened to her was on his shoulders.
“I said, stay away…”
“For I am the ghost of a man who dared to oppose the very evil, tyranny of which reigns upon this damned time…”
:☾:She seemed slightly surprised by his admission. He finally said something about himself. Something that... she had already figured out not too long ago. Or at least had a very well informed hunch.
“Does it look like I care if you Jack or not?” She responded, the hand in his tightening into a fist.
“Do you think I have some ulterior motive to helping you? No. I’m teaching you because you needed the help. And I grew fond of you. I’m not going to stay away because you think you’re nothing.”:☽:
“Oh, it’s you. Hope you’re not gonna try and stick me with fly-paper again…”
Jaegar prodded as he walked around Ren’s side. While he hadn’t interacted with the Okaminochi too often, she did leave a rather awful first impression. Banishment paper, as it turned out, was something of a nightmare of pain to Undead regardless of the state of their souls.
“What’s the ma’er? In need of a’ bodyguard or somethin?”
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:☾:“I’m not sorry for that.” Ren crossed her arms as she let him walk around her side, her gaze facing forward.
“More like a partner. I need help taking down a rather strong demon that’s been causing major damage.” She was quiet for a moment, trying to think of something to get this guy to help her.
“I’ll be paying you.”:☽:
sonxflight:
“ENOUGH!—”
He roared instantly after her speech, the usually quiet voice now firm and rigorous, laced with raging within the warrior bitter disappointment. Raven brows frowned as his sight darkened with wrath, arose due to the disruption she made him perceive.
Enough of this farce…
“Foolish woman… Don’t you realize that I am trying to keep myself away for a reason?! My life does not worth it now… Does not worth of any concern and care because, sooner or later, it will all turn to dust before my eyes due to my guilt towards this world?! But even so, you have no right to decide my fate or dispose of it!”
The warrior stepped closer, the very little of the distance between them now was completely nonexistent when he stared dauntlessly into her eyes, trying to make the final sure in the sincerity of her words. Thin lips parted again, baring the white human canines as soon as Jack started to speak, bearing the eerie calmness in his tone.
“My training is now over, Ren. Stay away from me…”
“It will be better for us both…”
:☾:His roar to silence her was met with the most unamused and bored expression one could give. She wasn’t the least bit intimidated by him. He was a human. A skilled human, sure. But still just a human.
She waited for him to stop talking, having him so close made her fingers flex and claws extend for just a moment.
“...Cry me a fucking river.” She told him flatly.
“Oh, this big bad world has left me all alone. I’ve done bad things that ruined people’s lives! I am a dishonor! I disgrace! I don’t deserve the life I have.” She was mocking him, her voice changing octaves to make it obvious.
“You’re so fucking unworthy, huh? Grow the hell up. You weren’t ever a slave to the person who wreaked a genocide on your whole country, a weapon to be passed around from one vile being to another. Used as a tool to cause chaos and death.” Her clawed hand reached out to grab at the cloth on his chest.
“If my life is worth something after all that, yours is too!”:☽:
My muse is feeling touch-starved.
Send one of the following touches for my muse’s reaction. Bonus points for a description/context of some kind to make it easier for your partner to respond!
❤ - gentle or loving touch (romantic or platonic!), such as face caressing, holding your muse, rubbing their back, petting their hair, hugging them tightly, etc
ღ - kisses of any kind (romantic or platonic) such as cheek kisses, hair kisses, mouth kisses, kiss to the hand/fingertips or eyelids, etc. feel free to specify a body part!
☕ - reassuring touch, such as holding their hand, gripping their shoulder, guiding them by the arm or by a hand on the small of their back, etc
❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc
❣ - add this to any of the above to make it sexual.
¿ - write your own touches!
