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TOO LATE TO APOLOGIZE && captured! - ONISION. - 09-17-2018
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Oni didn't know what the fuck happened, to be honest. One moment, this fucking akita-lookin' bitch ass was at his borders, and the next, he had been knocked the fuck out. Of course, his own blood splattered the floor, the crimson igor soaking into the grass in hot clumps. On the ground laid his two feathers that had normally be kept behind his ear, his eyepatch torn to shreds next to them. Patches of fur had been left as well. Oni put up a fight, but for some strange reason, Aloysius didn't come out. Didn't take over.
And now he was gone, the scent of the Pitt left behind.
Oni didn't know what the fuck happened, to be honest. One moment, this fucking akita-lookin' bitch ass was at his borders, and the next, he had been knocked the fuck out. Of course, his own blood splattered the floor, the crimson igor soaking into the grass in hot clumps. On the ground laid his two feathers that had normally be kept behind his ear, his eyepatch torn to shreds next to them. Patches of fur had been left as well. Oni put up a fight, but for some strange reason, Aloysius didn't come out. Didn't take over.
And now he was gone, the scent of the Pitt left behind.
[align=center]YOU'RE HARD TO HUG
ONISION MIKAELSON-FOLIE
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!
© ceilidh
Re: TOO LATE TO APOLOGIZE && captured! - tori - 09-18-2018
It was official. Whatever being controlled this forsaken universe hated him.
Alex had been rather on edge since Roy's death, after all, it was physical proof they weren't all as safe as they thought here, and there'd been so many new faces around, it was all so unnerving. The capability for disaster was there, not a matter if 'if' but of 'when'. And he was scared. Tried to keep himself somewhat level, they wouldn't understand he didn't think. After all, who was he? He was just a worried child at the core of it all. He'd express concern, he'd be hushed, that was it. But he wasn't wrong, he wasn't...
The scent of blood had caught him off guard during one of his many isolated outings, causing his heart to speed up almost automatically. As always, he found himself dragged towards it physically, ran from it mentally. But he'd expected anything else than what he'd found, and what he found, well, it hurt.
He definitely knew those feathers, and the eyepatch, albeit a recent partner to the other left behind accessory. He felt like he would pass out, lightheaded and quivering violently. What was this scent? It was unfamiliar. Where...was he? Where was he?
Alexander let out a loud whine, widened brown eyes scanning the wilderness ahead of him.
He didn't know where to go.
Alex had been rather on edge since Roy's death, after all, it was physical proof they weren't all as safe as they thought here, and there'd been so many new faces around, it was all so unnerving. The capability for disaster was there, not a matter if 'if' but of 'when'. And he was scared. Tried to keep himself somewhat level, they wouldn't understand he didn't think. After all, who was he? He was just a worried child at the core of it all. He'd express concern, he'd be hushed, that was it. But he wasn't wrong, he wasn't...
The scent of blood had caught him off guard during one of his many isolated outings, causing his heart to speed up almost automatically. As always, he found himself dragged towards it physically, ran from it mentally. But he'd expected anything else than what he'd found, and what he found, well, it hurt.
He definitely knew those feathers, and the eyepatch, albeit a recent partner to the other left behind accessory. He felt like he would pass out, lightheaded and quivering violently. What was this scent? It was unfamiliar. Where...was he? Where was he?
Alexander let out a loud whine, widened brown eyes scanning the wilderness ahead of him.
He didn't know where to go.
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Re: TOO LATE TO APOLOGIZE && captured! - WINTERWOLF - 09-18-2018
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]Winterwolf could not claim to be close to Onision. His opinion of the child was admittedly mixed — an interesting first impression followed by a snowball of disdain. His attitude earned him no favors, and he was annoying as he could be. However, that didn't mean that he deserved this. Nobody did. The lion stumbled across the scene on accident, nursing a wound of his own at the edges of The Ascendants' territory. Though freshly bandaged, the cuts still sting, and he walks with a slight limp. It hardly slows him down as he trots towards the smell of blood and sound of a low whine. Rounded ears pin backwards in a momentary display of displeasure and shock before he reels it in and looks to Alexander. "Are you alright?" he asks quietly, though his tone is still naturally gruff. Winter had never learned how to be gentle with someone else's pain.