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And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - Vathmos - 08-07-2019
Vathmos had let a few days pass before she decided to approach him again. Vathmos knew what she was- her people banished her for it. It had to be her source of strength, however. Vathmos had com to realize, in an enviorment where she was actively interacting with creatures larger than her, she had to be strong than them. Who knew what other creatures were in the other groups? How easily could they kill her? She had to use this strength to content with them, and had to be stronger than them.
She had just lost control this time. Her tribe had Barbarians, who taught her to control her rage and choose to rage. She just lost control this time. She hated this feeling in her gut, this need for kindness and this need apologize.
A part of her felt that Worm didn't deserve her apology and he should just deal with it. He was lower than her! He was weaker than her! She was stronger and any weakness of that was a threat to her. Right? She upturned her lip at the idea. Although, she had to apologize to him. The way Vathmos saw it, this stupid lion was her only real friend here, and... she couldn't stand that, either.
So she had to apologize to Wormwood. She wanted her friend back.
This brought her to his home, right after dusk. Vathmos, regularly, did not wake up until dusk, followed by eating some breakfast, then came to his home. Vathmos pawed at Worm's door to knock on it.
She had just lost control this time. Her tribe had Barbarians, who taught her to control her rage and choose to rage. She just lost control this time. She hated this feeling in her gut, this need for kindness and this need apologize.
A part of her felt that Worm didn't deserve her apology and he should just deal with it. He was lower than her! He was weaker than her! She was stronger and any weakness of that was a threat to her. Right? She upturned her lip at the idea. Although, she had to apologize to him. The way Vathmos saw it, this stupid lion was her only real friend here, and... she couldn't stand that, either.
So she had to apologize to Wormwood. She wanted her friend back.
This brought her to his home, right after dusk. Vathmos, regularly, did not wake up until dusk, followed by eating some breakfast, then came to his home. Vathmos pawed at Worm's door to knock on it.
━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - wormwood. - 08-07-2019
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Wormwood had been trying his best not to be bitter or angry with Vathmos, but it was hard. Really, really hard. He knew that she had obviously not been in control of herself, considering how she eventually ended up knocking herself out in the end, but Wormwood still felt a heavy weight of anger and fear whenever he had seen Vathmos walking around casually, and every time he looked back at his bandaged up leg, he felt a sense of deep, deep sadness. Ever since Vathmos had attacked his leg, he hadn't been able to walk so well, since his other leg had already been injured from a wound long ago from back in his pride. Since he couldn't walk correctly until his leg healed again, it meant that he couldn't leave camp much, and it also meant that he couldn't see Draekon as often, which eventually made him more and more annoyed and depressed. He hadn't meant to be so outright hostile to Vathmos, considering she was a friend of his, but... he just couldn't help his own emotions sometimes.
Wormwood had been taking a long nap in his room when he heard a knock at his door, and he slowly lifted his head, blinking at it and sighing. He slowly got up to his feet, wincing at the soreness of his legs before pulling the door open with his teeth. He tended up when he saw who it was, and he hesitated for a moment before rumbling softly, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Hey Vathmos... what's up...?"[/glow]
Wormwood had been taking a long nap in his room when he heard a knock at his door, and he slowly lifted his head, blinking at it and sighing. He slowly got up to his feet, wincing at the soreness of his legs before pulling the door open with his teeth. He tended up when he saw who it was, and he hesitated for a moment before rumbling softly, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Hey Vathmos... what's up...?"[/glow]
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - Vathmos - 08-08-2019
Vathmos looked Wormwood up and down with beady eyes, trying to think of what to say to him. She should have practiced this before she arrived. "Hey, Wormwood. I wanted to talk to you. May I come in?" Vathmos' eyes briefly dotted to the inside of Wormwood's home, giving it a once-over. It was cleaner than hers. That didn't bother her, but, unbeknowest to her, her place probably smelled terrible.
━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - wormwood. - 08-08-2019
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Blinking cautiously at Vathmos, he nodded and pulled softly as he turned and stepped inside, leading the hyena in to where his rather comfortable bed was. He climbed on top of it and placed his head down, mumbling softly as he watched his friend with a tilt of his head, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Alright... what was it that you wanted to talk to me about? I'm pretty sure I can guess.."[/glow] His back leg twitched a bit in pain, as if reminding him, and he gritted his teeth, his eyes drifting off around the room. He had no doubt that his house was cleaner than Vathmos's, but it was also pretty barren, only having a few books in it, a mirror drawer, and his nice comfortable bed, which had several new pillows from his brother.
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - Vathmos - 08-08-2019
Vathmos looked atthe interior of the home as she walked inside. It was nice, she thought, as she took a few cautious and curious sniffs, taking in the lion's scent. Vathmos hadn't collected too many objects for her own home yet, so mostly she just had the bone pile and the skin pile, which she slept on. She kept the bones for decoration and for chewing. She was waiting to find something cool so she could make her mask out of it.
Finally, she looked at Wormwood, ears going up and down, and tail following the same pattern as she tried to figure out what to say. "I wanted to start, by saying that... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, Wormwood. I feel like you deserve an... ex-pli-nation." She had trouble pronouncing such a large word on her foreign tongue. She finally sat down, eye glancing away before finally meeting him again. "I am what my people call, a Bloodrager. I am strengthened by the power within my blood, and I use that for my power." She pauses, humming. "So, when I start fighting, I'll go into a 'Bloodrage.' This makes me stronger. Most of the time, I'm in control in my Bloodrage. This time I just.... lost control."
Finally, she looked at Wormwood, ears going up and down, and tail following the same pattern as she tried to figure out what to say. "I wanted to start, by saying that... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, Wormwood. I feel like you deserve an... ex-pli-nation." She had trouble pronouncing such a large word on her foreign tongue. She finally sat down, eye glancing away before finally meeting him again. "I am what my people call, a Bloodrager. I am strengthened by the power within my blood, and I use that for my power." She pauses, humming. "So, when I start fighting, I'll go into a 'Bloodrage.' This makes me stronger. Most of the time, I'm in control in my Bloodrage. This time I just.... lost control."
━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - wormwood. - 08-08-2019
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Wormwood watched Vathmos carefully from his place atop his bed, and listened carefully to what she was saying. His eyes slowly filled with recognition as she explained what she had happened, and he mumbled softly as he flicked his tail lazily from side to side, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"...I appreciate your apology, Vathmos. And the explanation, but... if you knew you could've lost control, couldn't you have just told me you couldn't spar with me? I would've rather just relaxed and eaten with you than have gotten a chunk of me taken out. At the very least, you could've told me there was a possibility you could lose control of yourself."[/glow] He said softly, once again shifting his injured back leg, feeling the bandages rubbing awkwardly against his fur as he did so. He pushed his nose into the blankets on his bed briefly, letting out an annoyed grunt through his nose as he felt the ache spreading through his haunches.
He then paused after a moment, and he rose his face up from the blankets strewn around him before speaking in slight worry, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Wait a minute... that wasn't the first time that you've lost control during this Bloodrage state... right? You said you're usually in control..."[/glow] She hadn't lost control because of some sort of bloodlust for him, had she? Or worse, she wasn't losing control in general, right? It was just an accident, it had to be... they couldn't have an uncontrollable bloodrager in the midst of their group, especially now that they had children both joining and returning.
He then paused after a moment, and he rose his face up from the blankets strewn around him before speaking in slight worry, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Wait a minute... that wasn't the first time that you've lost control during this Bloodrage state... right? You said you're usually in control..."[/glow] She hadn't lost control because of some sort of bloodlust for him, had she? Or worse, she wasn't losing control in general, right? It was just an accident, it had to be... they couldn't have an uncontrollable bloodrager in the midst of their group, especially now that they had children both joining and returning.
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - Vathmos - 08-09-2019
Vathmos hated opening up like this. It made her feel vunerable, stupid, weak. She wondered, for a moment, how much she should lie her way through to Wormwood. Did he deserve an honest answer from her? She tried to forumlate a lie in her mind, something to make her seem less weak. "Be-cause I don't normally lose it. I didn't think I would lose control with you. I just..." I gehohte sayceyreeda She made a humming noise, disgruntled and uncomfortable. " I just, I didn't think it would happen, okay?" She turned around, shoulders hunched and back to Wormwood, uncomfortable and didn't wna to face him any longer.
Barbarians were espected to be in control of their rage. They were aware of their rage- she knew ahe had bit into Wormwood and she knew Beck had got in her way, and in the midst of her rage, she hadn't felt anything. No pity, no guilt, no sadness, just the pure rage and the taste of copper in her mouth. "It's not going to happen again, okay?" She really just wanted to leave it there, maybe even leave now.
Barbarians were espected to be in control of their rage. They were aware of their rage- she knew ahe had bit into Wormwood and she knew Beck had got in her way, and in the midst of her rage, she hadn't felt anything. No pity, no guilt, no sadness, just the pure rage and the taste of copper in her mouth. "It's not going to happen again, okay?" She really just wanted to leave it there, maybe even leave now.
━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - wormwood. - 08-09-2019
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Worm blinked and frowned a bit as he listened to Vathmos' tone, not quite sure if he could believe everything she said. Still, he didn't protest, watching as she turned and began head towards the door. Sighing softly, the lion slowly moved off of the bed and ignored the pain that struck him as he slowly moved over to where she was. Gently pressing into her side with his own, he rumbled softly as he flicked his tail from side to side slowly, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I believe you. Thank you for apologizing... now you can go, I can tell you want to."[/glow] He gently touched his tail against her back in a soft and friendly goodbye before he turned and moved back over to the bed, curling up slowly and resting his chin against the pillows as he felt himself relax.
Re: And I want to be able [p, Wormwood] - Vathmos - 08-11-2019
Vathmos looked over her shoulder at Wormwood, then stood. She felt his tail on her shoulder and she heaved a deep sigh. "Thanks, Wormwood." She shook herself, and left.
//sorry for the short response, im gonna close up shop on this one
//sorry for the short response, im gonna close up shop on this one
━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━