Breaking the Sky (M)

[Lion]

I never thought about it. That's the truth," he sighed.  "I'm sure your husband or mate person misses you greatly."

[Draconian]

Xala actually had to walk up the stairs slowly and press her had to her face she was laughing so hard. "Our what?!"  A few helpless giggles left her and she took a big breath  and held her chest,  grinning. "We're a freak. We  have no friends and even less mates."

[Lion]

"Okay, so you're alone then?" he asked, not quite seeing the humor.

[Draconian]

Xala cast a look at his gauntlets, still laughing at the idea of being mate or having a husband of all things. "We're as alone as with us as you are with those gauntlets." A few more steps up the stairs. These were some long ass stairs.

[Lion]

The stairs went on and on.  Castor huffed until he saw a diverging path, left, then right.  "Which way?"

[Draconian]

"Why are you asking us?" Xala frowned, looking between the paths before she started going to the right one anyway, "Well, we'll lead now, let us know if we're going where we should be to find your thing."

[Lion]

"If I remember where to go, I will tell you," he said adamantly, smiling and nodding.  Castor followed along behind her and when he felt the tightening of the gauntlets around his wrists, he paused and peered upward, seeing the creature they'd evaded befor.  "Look up."

[Draconian]

Up?

Xala frowned at Castor for a moment before she looked up, giving a hiss. Her pupils blew into wide circles and she grinned widely, giving Castor a feral look, "Do we get to kill it now?"

[Lion]

Castor stood there in fear.  He'd never seen anything like it before.  And the creature was much larger up close.  Kill it?  "Kill it!"

[Draconian]

A wicked grin was on her face and she rolled her shoulders and took her knife from her belt, putting it in her fleshy hand and holding the silvery scaled one out, fingers tense ready to claw and tear. "C'mon Cassie. Live a little! You can either die to those gauntlets or you can die to dinner's big brother - Which, honestly, looks way cooler than some gauntlets." A grin at him and she nudged him with his elbow before she began her journey closer to it.

[Lion]

And when she did, the thing lunged for her, licking the air with fervor and wrapping a tongue around one of her wrist.  The flesh of its tongue was barbed and rough and would dig into her flesh where it touched her.  Another tongue lunged out, reaching for her neck.  But this one was immediately snatched by Castor and he ripped it apart with ease.

With a screech, the creature stumbled backwards, crawling up the steps a little, but it more than two tongues.  In fact, three more emerged from its mouth and latched around Castor's leg, pulling his feet out from under him.

[Draconian]

There was a small gasp but it bubbled into a laugh before she dug her claws into the barbed rough tongue. Her nails did short work of it and she ripped the remaining appendage off of her wrist and watched as the silvery liquid slowly dripped from the gouges.

While the creature was distracted by Castor and trying to eat him, Xala moved closer, knife ready, her other hand ready and smeared in her acidic blood. Then she literally tried to pounce on it, one hand ready to rip out an eye and the other ready to jam the knife through the top of it's head.

[Lion]

[It has no eyes.  It's completely blind.]

Castor  turned abruptly, tearinf the tongue from his leg and plopping onto the stairs.  Anger began to fill him, burning at his blood until he he snatched onto the creature's beak and tore it open.  With some struggle, it twisted in his grasp and lashed at him, ripping nails across his chest, but its head was soon two.  One part hanging loose at the separation of its beak from the rest of its body, and blood dripped down along the stairs.

[Draconian]

[I totally knew that. I was just making sure you knew what creature you made. |: Ahem.]

Whoa.

Xala stopped moving and fanned herself after that display.

"Holy fuck," Xala started, taking a few steps back, "You up for a quickie?" eyes wide, she looked between Castor and the beast and blinked widely. He just tore it's head in two. That was way hotter than throwing trees!

[Lion]

Castor looked between Xala and the creature.  Gods she was weird.  "What!?  Xala, come on.  Let's keep moving.  I don't know how many more of those creatures there are.  I definitely didn't see any of those in my dreams.  But maybe a raincheck.  When we're both not fighting for our lives."

[Draconian]

Xala grinned widely, entertained at his shock. "Are you sure? We said a quicky. It'd be like..." She started to walk, knowing it wouldn't happen but getting enjoyment out of teasing Castor anyway, "Five minutes. Maybe. Three if you're super quick," She gave a slow nod, but continued to walk, her footsteps measured and slow, the knife in her hand ready.

The talking would draw creatures in and she was careful as she looked around. At least she knew she oculd probably rip their heads off, anything he could do, she could do better. Well, except be grumpy. He had her beat there. "You don't dream of things like that? Just glass floors?"

[Lion]

He needed a second to collect his thoughts, for the offer of sex was clearly a tempting one.  But when the temptation passed he stayed silent and paused.  "I remember a door.  A massive stone door, must like the one out in the grove.  But this one had several slots within it.  In fact, it appeared more like a slab than a proper door.  As if it had to be slid back, rather than parted in the middle."

[Draconian]

Xala patted at her pockets, checking for the keys.

Slots in the door?

She frowned at her pants, like it was their fault it held the keys. "Slots for... Keys? If we have to find more keys, We quit." Xala frowned, looking upwards to wards the mirrored hallway, "We puked one up. Literally threw up a key after we were in the mirror." She started to shake her head and gave Castor a look, "You get to have your body stolen so you can puke up the rest."

[Lion]

"No.  The stone key was in the crystals remember?" he said and stopped when he glanced back down at the body of the beast.  "Wait.  Wait here!"  And he bounded down the steps again.  He stopped just before the blood and pushed the body over, spotting a red key shaped object, doused in blood and pulling it up carefully into his grasp.

"Well, here's another," he said and held it up.  It was perpetually stained with blood, red as a ruby, and more jagged than the other two.

[Draconian]

"The stone key was in the crystals, the glass key was in us after we got our body back," Xala carefully pushed her hands through her hair and she stared at him, wide eyed when he started to tell her to wait. Obediently she completely froze, though quickly her head went back and she gave a quiet groan of annoyance.

Another key.

"Are you kidding?" She stomped down after him, snatching the key from his metal hand and then hisses sharply when it cut into her palm. The blood on the key bubbled when it made contact with hers and she just stared for a moment, "We have to find keys now? Here? What sort of sick fuck made this place," Xala hissed, frowning at the jagged key and putting that with the stone one in her pocket.

Her pants were already ruined, why not also be ruined on the inside. Then, as every good adult did, she started to walk grumpily in the direction they were headed.