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[Anonymous]

Was it painful to reject Oin? Oh you better believe it was. He had so much pent up energy and rage, that a good hard and rough sexual experience with her would have made it all better. Feeling the soft flesh, the hard stone, a new experience for everyone involved. Did he want to end up having sex with a black widow or a praying mantis though? Not particularly. While his stamina was great, hers could be extra supernatural now, and in the end he could lay there weak and defenceless as his body recharged and rejuvenated and then SNAP! Her hand breaks his neck and he's dead.

He had to be very careful with her.

She was laughing at him again. He really hated her for that. Made him want to break her jaw off and reach down her broken throat for her bitter and rock encrusted heart. It'd make him feel better, and if she came back again, she'd look silly with only half a mouth. It would certainly do her good wouldn't it? Oh great, now she was glowing again. This woman was one brick too short of a good time. He went back to looking at his hands as she started to talk about her Goddess and her light and...how he shouldn't exist.

It was kind of nice to know that she so despised him that she believed he shouldn't even exist. It meant he was doing his job, now wasn't he?

He got his answers though. Every single one of them.

"Don't much care for that then. The idea that you want to fuck just so your Goddess can come down and you can get some answers. I've done a lot of stupid shit in my time, but that would take the cake." Nexus slowly got to his feet and stretched. "It's obvious the bitch doesn't care about you. Maybe she's grown bored with you and replaced you. After all, a real Goddess would have stopped me long before I even got my hands around that pretty little neck of yours." Remember the rage, remember the hate, remember who the fuck you are. Nexus Savaros. She was just a bloody woman, like all the others. He already proved his strength over her...so why didn't he assert full dominance?

You couldn't rape the willing though.

"And it was never your right to kill me. That's the thing with you fanatics. Always think you have the right over life and death." No wonder her Goddess didn't care. Or maybe didn't exist. He didn't want to get into that kind of argument at this time though. Nexus' hands were upon his hips as he began to scan the surrounding area. Should he leave? Would she follow? Should he force himself on her? So many questions, so many...questions that he wanted answered. "I'll tell you this though, you should have just stuck to talking dirty instead of telling a man that you want to screw him so a Goddess will descend from heaven."

[Goldie]

Oinnanai sat back on her heels, an amused smile hiding the initial feeling of shock at being rejected. The whole situation was humorous really....who was he to feel high and mighty about his morals? After all, hadn't he explained a bit of himself and his past? Hadn't they fought before? Two strangers?

And yet here he sits giving her a speech on ethics and stupidity?

Oh well....she could probably still pass as a High Priestess who got into a battle with the dark. She could cover her blackened arm with sleeves and gloves, and her eye? Well...that would have to be a token of her battle. If she truly wanted to quench her lust, it would be only too easy. The Solisi weren't exactly the brightest when it came to their religious leaders. Being the high priestess had its perks.

Convincing them wouldn't be hard.

But would she want to? Would it serve any purpose to continue pretending? Would she even be pretending? Yes, she had seen that she had been created....yes she felt betrayed that she had been lead to believe that she was a normal Lumenari....but did that really change anything?

Time would tell.

"It's ironic, hearing a speech about morals coming from you, Nexus." She replied levelly as she began standing and brushing off pieces of earth from her dress and reaching down to gather her pack. "You know, I never pegged you for one who would be particularly choosy about where he found pleasure for the night. Perhaps I've misjudged you." She looks back at him with her normal side, grinning. "Perhaps you really are a...gentleman."

The pack was in her hands and she flipped it onto her shoulder before turning to look at the large, brilliant moon that glimmered above the plains. It really was beautiful, the night. She had missed it before as she did her nightly rituals, lit her fires, waited for the fiery morning sun....now...there was no fire, no flames...just the darkness penetrated by florescent white beams....

She had every intention of leaving, but now she just stood there. Her pack hung from her shoulder and Oinnanai did something she had never done before; let the night encompass her.

[Anonymous]

This had nothing to do with morals or anything like that. This had everything to do with one thing...intelligence. Yeah, he was a terrible man, he raped and murdered, he tortured and hurt anyone that he wanted to. It was his way though...it was what he did. But this girl? She was an immediate sign of trouble. She was something else though at the same time. She was like him...but....not like him. She was still very much not like him though. Ugh. This was...blasted confusing.

All he knew, is that if she...did actually reign a Goddess' wrath upon him...it would be the end for him. But even still...it was so tempting. It was so very tempting.

And it would be a new experience, she seemed verse but innocence, dirty but clean...she had a particular...sort of way about her. Her hips swished, her lips were plump and seemed to have a slight shine to them, and she appeared to be so...wanting of him. Inviting him to her arms...to her body...

BUT THE GODDESS.

Nexus didn't like dying...it sometimes hurt...and he really didn't like the idea of it. Who liked to die after all? No one. It meant he'd go back. To that bitch...to that...Goddess who thought she was better than him. Who thought she could rule over him.

"I'm not being a gentleman. I'm being smart, keeping you from killing me." Nexus told her with a slight glare. He was not a gentleman. He was an ass. He was a monster. Though not to her. He might have just been...a heathen. That wasn't hurtful though, he had been called a heathen before...he...it actually kinda hurt to be called that...but he didn't know why. He didn't get hurt feelings from something like that...from something so...trivial.

This was different.

A flash happened in his head, and he saw...he saw a conversation that he didn't remember having. It was with a golden haired man who's eyes shot golden light from them. "What you had is lost now. What you remember is gone. But it will still be there Nexus. Somewhere deep...I will leave it with you. To get it back...it will take you so very long...and there will be hardships. You will face many trials, many tribulations, and many...many hardships...but my son, you will leave. If you are lucky...if...you succeed Nexus...she will go with you." A one sided conversation of course, but it was still a conversation in his mind. It took only a second for him to remember it...he didn't even remember...had that been Vec? It reminded him of Vec but...the two were definitely different from each other.

And she was still there.

"And in this world, you will find something you did not expect. Something...so different. Do not be afraid of the light. Fight though Nexus, fight and live."  It whispered in his ear, the voice of the golden masked man. The Vec that he knew. And he shuddered slightly. Don't be afraid of the light? He hated Vec sometimes. Why he remembered these words before they...went separate ways he will never know...but he stepped up to Oin, one arm around her waist suddenly...and suddenly kissed her.

Don't be afraid, but fight...this he could try to manage.

[Goldie]

The moonlight was hypnotizing, so much so that Oinnanai didn't hear or even sense Nexus's sudden movement. His arm wrapped around her waist and somewhere, distantly, she felt herself pulled against his body; lips warming her own. Her mind, still lost somewhere amidst the moonbeams and starlight, could not fully comprehend what was occurring. Even so, her body responded, lips parting to accept his kiss, body clinging to his.

Something wasn't right....something was off....

She couldn't place it, not for the moment.

Oinnanai... a silent voice echoed a warning in the back of her mind. Slowly, so slowly, she began to come back to herself. She had planned on leaving...she was walking away....she had given up on the strange man who had brought about the reason for her doubts...the man who had killed her. And then...he had rejected her, he had refused her he had...he was....

Kissing.

She didn't comprehend his sudden change. Warnings flared and forcefully she pushed him, attempting to break the touch that had jolted her out of her revere.

"What....what are you doing?" She gasped.

[Anonymous]

Well, at first it was a rather good kiss. She was warm at least...very warm...and she clung to him, her lips opening to accept his kiss...the two of them interlocked within this embrace. They were an incredibly strange duo...he had killed her...spurned her advances...and now he was initiating his own passionate embrace on her. Maybe it was because of control. She wanted to have sex with him at first so that she could call her Goddess down...so that she could bring wrath upon his head. There was no control there...it had almost been that he had no choice.

Not now though.

Now he was in total control. He had everything in his grasp, everything that he wanted, if he was going to have a Goddess come down and smite him, it'd be on his own terms. It'd be of his own desires. He'd have his hat at least, and by the Gods if she showed up he'd invite her to join them. He didn't care if she suddenly pulled his atoms apart or blasted him with intense light...it'd be a fucking story to tell wouldn't it?

Of course, not everything was going the right way, as she was pushing him away suddenly. The kiss was broken and he could only grin down at her. "Fighting fate, revering in the light, and most of all, kissing you." But now I'm in control you crazy bitch. For Nexus, that's all that was important. That's all he wanted. To be in control. It wasn't fair that he had no control over his life, but now he did, now he had his control. Now he was able to do things as he wanted. And right now he wanted her.

[Goldie]

The sudden change of events left Oinnanai off balance like a tight rope walker tripping over her own feet; the pole she used for balance tipping precariously to one side. She couldn't right herself, not while her mind remained in chaos. Nothing was making sense anymore and Nexus's sudden change of mind wasn't helping. Not to mention she, herself, wasn't even sure what she wanted anymore.

She was sure, however, that this was not it.

The situation left her feeling helpless, like a little girl. How could she fight someone who was so obviously inhuman? Not so much a someone but a something. It didn't matter that she was the one who came back to life, no, it only mattered that he hadn't been the one to die. Not to mention, he had miraculously been healed of all wounds in the time she had been dead. It was wrong, all wrong...every bit of it.

How could she have been so stupid? She had been upset about the Goddess's reasonings, about being created but...but....did that actually matter? If she was truly a follower, would it matter if she had been born or not? Shouldn't she, the high priestess, be above doubt?

No, perhaps not above, but she couldn't give into it. Not when this man, this thing was such an affront to Her light.

It was all too much. She needed a vacation, a time to get back on her feet, to understand, to soul search, to ask the Goddess Herself what it all meant. But what she didn't need was to give into her childlike desires to annoy Her. After all, if She were to show Herself, who's to say that She wouldn't smite Oinannai as well?

Now something needed to be done...she needed to do something other than just stand here while he pressed his lips against hers....no no no no....

But she needed to stay calm. She had learned that to be calm is to remain in control in order to hear Her words, follow Her path...Now she just needed...just...

It struck her. Fighting would do no good, not in this situation. But melting into his kiss...oh that would be what he expected, it would be what he even wanted and there could be no questioning her motives. But first....first the reassurance.

"Ahhh...." she breathed and then leaned forward into his kiss, letting her body speak for her. Her arms snaked around his neck to pull gently on his ears. Only, she didn't let go. Her now black hand tightened its hold and she pulled with all of her strength, hoping to hear the sound of tearing flesh and feel his ear detach itself from the side of his head.

[Anonymous]

At least he could still catch her off guard.

He caught himself off guard for that matter too. That was the whole point though wasn't it? To be caught off guard, to mix things up and to make it all strange. While he wasn't sure where this path would lead, he was sure that it would be interesting as hell. He'd already summoned a God, he'd already killed a few people while here, and he'd met a crazy bitch who became part rock. This was not...this was not something that was normal. Even now he had his damn tongue in her mouth. He felt slightly disgusted, but slightly intrigued by her. After all, he'd never had sex with a half rock woman.

One could only imagine what Nexus would be able to do if he were able to read minds right now. He had no idea there was some moral dilemma going on in her head. All he knew is that they were locked together for the time being and that was just plain fine with him.

As she pressed into the kiss, he couldn't help but feel more relieved by the whole thing. She was relaxing into him, accepting him when he had denied her before. Strange how he had changed his mind so fast wasn't it? Not that he cared of course.

At least...at least until he felt something was wrong. Though her arms were around his neck, her hands were on his ears and...one was strong. One was REALLY strong. Oh the coy little bitch! One hand he could easily pry off his ear, but the other...no the other was...well, he just had to pull out of her grasp. He placed his hands on her side, and let his magic work for itself. Thin silver strands snaking from his fingertips to encircle her body. If this was how she wanted to play then fine. The pain and pleasure that filled his body was not good. It meant he couldn't die from this, but it meant that it was a rather serious wound none the less.

He pulled from her grasp, one ear tearing off of his face while the other could easily get out of her hand. He had to let out a small scream of pain and annoyance. As he stepped back, the silver strands extended further with him, glistening in the moon light. Blood ran down his face, and he could only grin at her as he held up his hands, letting her see the silver strands. "Some of you is rock...but some of you...not so much. This is razor thread. One good tug...and guess who loses more flesh. Stay...fucking...still." He made sure to say each word carefully, and was prepared for if she even dared to move. "If I even see a muscle twitch..." No more playing around. No more games. The thread snaked about her, connecting to itself just in case she wanted to move. He'd dismember her with a quick couple of pulls, and that would be the end of it.

[Goldie]

Whatever she had expected -shouts of pain, flinching, a quick punch to the gut- Oinnanai had not expected Nexus to pull away from the ear that she was attempting to rip from his head. Of course, ripping his ear off had been the sole purpose of her endeavor. So why did it raise her eyebrow in curiosity? Because it just wasn't...natural.

Like that mattered at this point. What the hell was natural anymore? She was made for crying out loud and he was some type of thing. Whatever her life was anymore, whatever it contained, it definitely wasn't natural.

But still....helping a psychotic bitch rip off your ear wasn't exactly a sane reaction to the whole thing. If anything, you'd try to pry her fingers off, or probably just haul out and punch her in the face. Yet here stood Nexus, pulling back and allowing that small little piece of hearing-aid cartilage, not just allowing but aiding, to be ripped from his head.

She couldn't help but grin when he let out a cry of pain -hopefully agony- and a bubble of giddy laughter rippled through her lips. Now, instead of just insane, she was acting like a teenage school girl being asked to dance by a cute boy, or perhaps just given a pony. Instead, there she stood with his ear dangling from her blackened thumb and forefinger. In fact she held it up almost tantalizingly. Teasingly.

But she had not expected his speedy response, nor the silver threads that now caressed her like a long absent lover.

"Ahhh...." she responded when he explained what they were. Her smile only grew larger, but she obeyed in the fact that she stood deathly still, the soft patter of blood dripping from his detached ear echoing through the silence.

"Clever boy." She chided, still remaining perfectly still, still grinning mischievously, "Trapping me in these....razor threads? Interesting choice, to be sure." Her eyes smoldered, "What now, captain? You have me where you want me and I...." her eyes darted to the fleshy ear in her hand, "have a generous piece of your face."

[Anonymous]

Pain was good, and to a man who feared no death, for a man who knew that death would not be final...pain was good. He could always sew his ear back on if he needed it after all. Maybe to him, it'd be just like his missing eye. It wouldn't stop him from being what he was, and it wouldn't hinder him. He was an Agent of Law and Justice...well, he had been anyway. In some ways that still affected his life, but not right now it didn't so much. Right now he was just Nexus...a man with a stupid bitch attached to his ear.

If he thought that he could have gotten out of this with his ear intact, he would have done it, but he had quickly weighed all the options...and sewing his ear back on was probably the best option at this point. Necrosis was not his concern.

Her teasing little laughter was making his blood boil and rage...but he had the upper hand. He always had the upper hand. Goddess or not, rock or not, the control was his to have, and he had it. The little silver threads were his upper hand. She could pull on them with her rocky arm...but the movement would definitely kill her, and then...maybe she'd complete her little cocooning transformation and become a full statue. What would happen if she came back though after that? Well he'd have to run...and hopefully get away from her.

"Yes...don't you though?" He began to walk around her, letting the silver threads fall upon her even more. It was like a child playing with a maypole, getting closer as he wrapped them against her tighter until his fingertips brushed against her body and the silver threads fused together, they clung to her like wet clothing now. He reached over and took the ear from her, careful not to disturb the strings that would surely kill her. With the ear now in his possession he put the ear into his pocket. He'd deal with this later.

"We could have just had sex and then gone our separate ways...but now..." He sighed and shook his head. Revenge would be a waste...she was a fanatic, it would prove her points no doubt. He could control his rage though, he could control himself, and he'd have to do just that. "Goodbye you crazy, sexy, half golem bitch." With an exasperated wave of his hand he back up a few feet, keeping his eye upon her. When he was sure they if she somehow broke free he'd be able to run from her, he turned his back on her and began to walk away.