08-22-2020, 10:54 PM
[glow=white,1,400]LOOK INTO MY EYES, WE ARE NOT THE SAME ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Mind manipulation was something that Vigenere was used to; hell - he was a dream demon, a manipulator of the mind, technically speaking. Unfortunately for him (and rather ironic), Vigenere wasn't exactly a master at that. He preferred not to use his abilities, and his dream demon blood was more or less a title, especially in a case such as this. He felt Silent invade his mind and tried to fight back, but the Ardent was far much stronger than he was - which, of course, would make sense, given how Vigenere had little to no training on how to control his own abilities (hell, he was actually trained to repress them).
Vigenere stood before Silent in a void, his teeth bared and tail lashing, and his back arched. A show, more or less, to show he was willing to fight Silent physically rather than this mental game. He didn't like how the creature invaded his mind - his privacy - nor how calm Silent acted. Vigenere felt rather annoyed that Silent would act like they were 'buddy-buddy' and were talking as if they were both leaders on good terms, when it was obviously the exact opposite.
Vigenere was not inclined to follow Silent at first, but as the Ardent walked, the Luminary's own clanmates started to appear. Worry and panic flared in the savannah's chest, worried that Silent had done something to his clanmates - after all, their lives were much more important to him, rather than his own. He was immortal, he could possess bodies at will, he knew he could come back if his current body was killed - but his clanmates? Not so much; not to his knowledge, anyway. "Release them." Vigenere snarled as he bounded forward towards Silent - only to stop as a familiar voice spoke behind him.
Caesar. Anger replaced the worry Vigenere had over his clanmates, and he whipped around to face his 'littermate'. Caesar didn't flinch as he turned around, continuing to sneer in his face. Of course The Pitt allowed the little prick back into its group, especially given how they were acting. Vigenere knew Caesar had been exiled from here - but given how they had changed, it did not surprise the savannah in the slightest that Caesar had supposedly returned.
"As if you would know anything about leading." Vigenere hissed in reply, digging his claws into the void as if he were trying to fight the urge to lash out at Caesar. His breath was caught in his throat, the immense anger he was feeling was almost unable to control - Caesar always seemed to be there when things went back. It was always this bastard's fault. Maybe it would be better if I got rid of him. Vigenere thought, recalling how Aurum had been amused and rather surprised to see that Vigenere didn't try killing Caesar on-sight. Caesar was becoming more of a pain now in this world, an unbearable pain in the ass that Vigenere was slowly losing his ability to keep cool and not slaughter the bitch right then and there.
"You're an idiot for allowing him here." Vigenere was addressing Silent now, speaking louder to show he was speaking to the Ardent - but never turned around to face the creature. It seemed as if Caesar was more of a focus now - more of a threat - and in a way, Caesar was. Caesar was a threat to Vigenere's own mental stability.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Vigenere stood before Silent in a void, his teeth bared and tail lashing, and his back arched. A show, more or less, to show he was willing to fight Silent physically rather than this mental game. He didn't like how the creature invaded his mind - his privacy - nor how calm Silent acted. Vigenere felt rather annoyed that Silent would act like they were 'buddy-buddy' and were talking as if they were both leaders on good terms, when it was obviously the exact opposite.
Vigenere was not inclined to follow Silent at first, but as the Ardent walked, the Luminary's own clanmates started to appear. Worry and panic flared in the savannah's chest, worried that Silent had done something to his clanmates - after all, their lives were much more important to him, rather than his own. He was immortal, he could possess bodies at will, he knew he could come back if his current body was killed - but his clanmates? Not so much; not to his knowledge, anyway. "Release them." Vigenere snarled as he bounded forward towards Silent - only to stop as a familiar voice spoke behind him.
Caesar. Anger replaced the worry Vigenere had over his clanmates, and he whipped around to face his 'littermate'. Caesar didn't flinch as he turned around, continuing to sneer in his face. Of course The Pitt allowed the little prick back into its group, especially given how they were acting. Vigenere knew Caesar had been exiled from here - but given how they had changed, it did not surprise the savannah in the slightest that Caesar had supposedly returned.
"As if you would know anything about leading." Vigenere hissed in reply, digging his claws into the void as if he were trying to fight the urge to lash out at Caesar. His breath was caught in his throat, the immense anger he was feeling was almost unable to control - Caesar always seemed to be there when things went back. It was always this bastard's fault. Maybe it would be better if I got rid of him. Vigenere thought, recalling how Aurum had been amused and rather surprised to see that Vigenere didn't try killing Caesar on-sight. Caesar was becoming more of a pain now in this world, an unbearable pain in the ass that Vigenere was slowly losing his ability to keep cool and not slaughter the bitch right then and there.
"You're an idiot for allowing him here." Vigenere was addressing Silent now, speaking louder to show he was speaking to the Ardent - but never turned around to face the creature. It seemed as if Caesar was more of a focus now - more of a threat - and in a way, Caesar was. Caesar was a threat to Vigenere's own mental stability.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]