Breath of the Forest (M)

visualspice · August 18, 2013, 01:36:12 PM

OOC: This is an open thread by requests only, so if interested in rping with my character, Aelith, PM me ^_^
*her link is located in my signature

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She removed her blade from his skull, hot blood oozing as it ran down the bald man's face in a thick river of red. His eyes, which had once held the sparkle of life, began to fade as his lips parted open, and he sighed and crumpled into the dirt. He was now as dead as the rest of his men as Aelith lifted her gaze and wiped the blood from her blade off on the man's shirt. Then she moved to adjust her clothing, which had been half torn off her body, and made do with it as best as she could. She'd have to stitch it up later.

Slipping her blade away, her pale eyes studied the line of corpses upon the ground, before she lifted her gaze and stared out into the endless sea of ever green trees that made up the Niahi Woods.
Her mind drifted off in thought as the fog of morning was still held thickly in the woods, making this world appear as mysterious and shrouded as her home in The Mists. But this was not the island of Mists, and she was no where near home. But it seemed everywhere she went, none of her questions were answered, and everyone that realized her skin was not true, that half of her flesh was constructed of metal, either took to fear, or called her some sort of monster. Most never got that close, even the men that had raped her that lay dead on the ground.

They had only saw to it that their own needs were sated, and she? Well, she allowed for it until they got rough and had her eating dirt. They called her a dog, a bitch.. a piece of their property; and it struck a cord deep within. It was the same cord struck when she had lashed out at her master.

And now, because of it...
Aelith wondered freely within a world she could barely begin to understand.
But the trees and fog were endless, and her journey proved difficult. But did that matter? She had no destination, the only thing she had going for her, was that she felt restless beneath her skin and continued to talk away out into the shadows of the looming fog, a broken compass in her hand to distract her, having been discarded from the men in the fight. The little compass was built into the end of the blade, and she thought it looked interesting and picked it up. The needle inside it always continued to wobble and shake, shifting on occasion to a new direction here or there as Aelith became swallowed into a world of shadows and fog.

Lion · August 18, 2013, 06:55:52 PM

The Niahi was filled with the thickened mist of early morning, and was the perfect cover to hunt in. The naked figure moved swiftly in the dulled moonlight, several hours before dawn. His heart beat in tandem with the rhythm of the wild and coursed through him the blood's fire, the will to survive. For the Wild never took to her breast, those that could not fight for their own lives. Beasts of all kinds were separated into two categories: Predator and Prey.

Jerec had tracked the deer he was following for three miles, quietly and patiently, waiting for the right moment to strike. He waited behind thick underbrush, concealing the cool breath that misted from his mouth. His body slowly changed into its hybrid form, growing larger and more powerful and hair thickened here and there. Claws dug into the soil as the deer paused at last and turned it's head down to the small brook to take a drink.

It was then that he sprang and flew from his hiding place, fangs enlarged and claws outstretched. For the deer, it was too late and his arms wrapped around its neck. Claws tore out the throat, savagely for a quick and quiet death. The only sound the deer made was a thud as it hit the ground. Jerec didn't waste any time before looking around and sniffing the air, making sure there weren't any other beasts around to contend for his meal. He lowered his head and began to eat.

visualspice · August 20, 2013, 05:18:09 PM

Perhaps the wolf might not have been able to smell her as Aelith approached; for her flesh was a peculiar mix of metal. Though it might also have been because of the fog, and that she happened to be traveling down wind of him in the Niahi. Though either way, it mattered not, for each boot carried her closer and closer to more blood; a fact of Aeliths' life she seemed not to be able to shake. For all of the experiments done upon her, death was always around her. In fact, it had become part of her training, her focus... to be a killer, and to work solely for her master who now, was long gone and dead, having been knocked in the 'mists' by his own creation...
But death... it never came to greet her.

At least not for very long. She always awakened beneath the strange light, beneath his strange power, her body splayed open, blood coating her, and then she'd fade to the blackness again. And each time she felt a new metal part within her during her second, full awakening, or... without.

But without her master, she found her metal parts becoming stiff, and without oil on her person, her metal fists began to creak lightly as she closed her hand-
it was then she heard something off in the fog. Her pale eyes steadied upon the mists before slowly, ever so slowly, she began to creep through the tall grasses towards the sound, sword in hand.

Lion · August 20, 2013, 08:19:33 PM

Jerec ate vigourously and without sparing a single shred of meat from the bones. He licked his chops and his fingers lest he waste a single moment in enjoying his meal and another creature that lingered nearby could potentially snatch it from him. He ripped and tore and snapped the bones and sucked the marrow from their core. But something strange began to wafte in the air and he sniffed suspicously.

It smelled of iron, metallic, of blood, of death. Jerec felt his nerves perk up and he raised his head to the sound of movement behind him. Jerec swiflty turned and letaa low growl roll deep in his throat and he abandoned the carcass of his kill, throwing his body into the brush on the side, seeing the strange figure of the metallic scent come closer.

visualspice · August 21, 2013, 02:48:16 PM

The moment she heard the growl, Aelith halted in her tracks. Her eyes slowly cleaved through the fog towards where she heard the noise, but she advanced no further, a single hand tightening it's grip upon the blade.

Lion · August 21, 2013, 03:05:50 PM

Jerec saw the shape appear through the dimness of fog and he felt his heart echo in his ears as all predatory instinct steeled itself within every fiber of taut muscle. His wolfish form shifted through the grass as he emerged slowly from behind. He could smell blood on steel, it was a smell he knew well as he rememebered his father the hunteraand the weapons of his trade.

Jerec pounced once more, claws at the ready, to tear, frighten, or defend from whatever weapon this creature had.

visualspice · August 21, 2013, 03:34:24 PM

The moment Aelith heard the creature lunge forth, she turned on her metal heels and pointed her blade directly into the moving shadow...
and fired.

Lion · August 21, 2013, 03:45:06 PM

Jerec's face blanched when he felt the object enter his body. At first surprise took him. It wasn't a sensation he was familiar with as he felt the enrgy ripple through his side where it struck him and he was knocked off to the side from the opposing force. He yelped like a kicked dog and winced as he held his bleeding side, scurrying back against a tree.

visualspice · August 21, 2013, 03:48:34 PM

Aelith kept her smoking gun pointed forward. She heard the noise, but hadn't flinched, but also kept her eyes carefully pin-pointed to the sound of the animal fleeing. Then slowly, ever so slowly, her eyes began to pan around the fog that seemed unending.

So this forest was full of beasts? Hopefully this one was wise enough not to try and attack her again. After a long while, she lowered her blade, but kept her eyes and ears open as she turned, continuing her way through the fog. It wasn't until she reached a break in the fog above six foot wide creek that she paused to observe her surroundings again. Then, when she thought the coast was clear, she took a moment to bend over to help herself to a drink, then proceeded to get to her knees, pausing a moment to observe the waters turning pink from the blood on her hands.

Lion · August 21, 2013, 04:16:30 PM

The wound did not sting as it would from silver, but the way it had rippled through him would leave lasting damage if not tended to immediately. The bullet was stuck in his side as Jerec crept out toward the water, unaware the hunter that had shot him also lingered there. He returned to his natural state, cold and bleeding . A shakey hand reached forth to wash away the blood that seeped out from his side. He could feel the foreign object in the wound and his breathing heavied when he knew he had to reach in and pull it out. He grew redfaced as he pushed his finger into the hole, seeking out the bullet.

visualspice · August 21, 2013, 04:38:34 PM

After a time of watching her blood travel down the river, she noticed blood traveling down from the river to meet with her own. Blinking, her pale eyes lifted towards the direction it had come in and slowly she reached for her blade. It was then a passing of fog lifted and she saw a man, bleeding from his side and naked, standing barely 30 feet away.

Lion · August 21, 2013, 05:58:56 PM

Jerec hadn't noticed her presence either save for that familiar scent of blood and metal. But he attributed that more to his wound than because his predator resided nearby. He gave a sudden wail as his hand probed the wound and he plucked the strange bullet from his side. Blood trickled down his side and he cringed on the side, trying his best to stop the blood. It was then that his eyes saw the creature, the woman, the thing that had shot him. Instinct took him, he panicked, trying to crawl away as fast as he could.

visualspice · August 21, 2013, 06:06:40 PM

Aelith simply blinked, watching the man vanish back into the fog.

Lion · August 21, 2013, 06:10:56 PM

And thus was the end of this tale.

Jerec could move no more and lay weakened against a tree.

visualspice · August 21, 2013, 06:15:51 PM

OOC: lol, ass

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After a time of listening to the forests, she caught the sounds of his heavy breathing. She hadn't put two and two together, that this man was the same as the creature she had shot before, and after a time, she stepped through the fog towards the noise until she saw his shadow melt through the milky void. She pause when she was near, and simply stared down at him.

"You're hurt."

OOC: looooooool

sometimes my characters state the obvious

Lion · August 21, 2013, 06:33:33 PM

[Better than shooting him in the face I guess]

Jerec peered up at her with wild eyes, like a beats that was about to meet his fate. "Yes..." he grunted. "Have you very well come to finish me off then?"

visualspice · August 22, 2013, 03:02:03 AM

Aelith only stared at the man for a long while. His eyes appeared as wild as an animals. It was an interesting combination, but her main focus was on his wound, and as she took a few steps closer, she paused to realize..
it was a bullet wound.

Lion · August 22, 2013, 03:06:38 AM

She smelled of blood and steel and death and Jerec was afraid to challenge what might be the ender of his life. He was not ready to die, but any beast that did not fight for his survival was not worthy of the air that he breathed. Still, he was too weak to resist and though he curled his body away from her, he exposed his wound all the more. The bleeding stopped just a little, but the slightest movement brought him pain and he whined again like a kicked dog.

visualspice · August 23, 2013, 06:26:46 PM

Was this the creature she shot? She had thought it was an animal, yet here stood a man, weak as any other, griping his side; and naked. Her eyes slowly traced over his body. The only semblance of an animal was in his eyes, but she hadn't gotten a good look at what the creature had really looked like. Had she been mistaken and shot a man? Then again, why had he attacked her?
She lifted her gaze to his.
"Were you the creature I shot?" she asked simply.

Lion · August 23, 2013, 06:38:04 PM

Jerec couldn't believe his ears at the foolish words this "woman' uttered. But then again he didn't really understand what she was and there was little he could make of her in the way she stood and spoke.

"i lay here wounded...from a strange weapon I've never felt before," he grumbled. "I suppose 'shot' would be the appropriate word."