05-11-2018, 02:33 AM
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I GOT A BONE TO PICK
[W]iskerI GOT A BONE TO PICK
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] Argus has been high before. She has taken every drug under the sun and then some. Argus was not- actually high right now. If a little delirious because of bloodloss and- well she assumed Adrenalin. She hadn't really been paying attention in all of her readings thank you but oh wow- she could feel her heart now. The once steady slowly thrum seemed to be thrashing inside her chest. Argus was very high functioning when drunk, when she was high it was a little up in the air depending on the drug really.
Argus felt the jolt of chewed leaves brush against her neck and she stiffened. Trying to ease her breathing, still her body. Suddenly she was very very tense. The dark red of her eyes flashed and she barely controlled herself from letting out a growl. Whatever it was that was lowering her inhibitions it was clouding her logic now. Years of living alone, of healing her own wounds. Letting someone else this close was initially a very careful act to balance. Trusting the other not to harm her and her instincts screaming not to trust someone were two very difficult things to balance.
"Maa maa, I would just rather go off and lick my wounds in peace." Argus felt her own teeth flash, her head angled to the air letting the other work, the rumble of her voice lower than her normal pitch- showing the only edge she would give. "Consider the fact you're probably the first person to ever get this close to me without directly causing me major deadly harm. It's a little hard sitting still and letting you work on my neck like this." And she was trying. Self control keeping her still but something else keeping her talking. talk talk talk. Keep her from thinking too much about it, keep the conversation light.
But it was true wasn't it? Argus has always healed herself. As a natural predator it was unnatural to let someone this close without harming them. Much less trusting them to not hurt her. She probably was a little touch starved to be honest. The first of a handful of times that she has allowed someone to be this close to her in all the years of hurt, of torture. Endless amounts of tormentors pulling at her nerves until they were no longer feeling. Until even the press of heat from another body that wasn't dead was enough to be seen as a threat. It was a wonder she could remain still.
Argus was pulled from her thoughts- wings spamming a little and claws sinking into the sand. Digging deep cutting off the instinct to throw the other off.. Push away and snarl- pounce and dig- rip- flay -k i l l-
they were arguing. And the rise in tension was doing nothing to help the her push this instinct down. She was hollow, monstrous. And she felt her tail flick from side to side in slight agitation. A warning they seemed not to heed, by the cipher's words. " You know what they say about wounded cornered animals, no?" Argus hummed out. Her voice taking a dangerous edge. Imagining the snap of brittle bones under careful paws. Trying to regain control of her slowly shutting down body for some sense in logic. Letting the monster just under her skin push through in her words for a moment before allowing her body to forcefully sag.
"Maa, I am bleeding out here." Argus conceded. trying to pull her sluggish brain unto focus. She could probably order them to do whatever. Order caesar to listen to lil. But argus was tired. So very tired of listening to them bicker and just wanted to rest. She was cold.
Argus felt the jolt of chewed leaves brush against her neck and she stiffened. Trying to ease her breathing, still her body. Suddenly she was very very tense. The dark red of her eyes flashed and she barely controlled herself from letting out a growl. Whatever it was that was lowering her inhibitions it was clouding her logic now. Years of living alone, of healing her own wounds. Letting someone else this close was initially a very careful act to balance. Trusting the other not to harm her and her instincts screaming not to trust someone were two very difficult things to balance.
"Maa maa, I would just rather go off and lick my wounds in peace." Argus felt her own teeth flash, her head angled to the air letting the other work, the rumble of her voice lower than her normal pitch- showing the only edge she would give. "Consider the fact you're probably the first person to ever get this close to me without directly causing me major deadly harm. It's a little hard sitting still and letting you work on my neck like this." And she was trying. Self control keeping her still but something else keeping her talking. talk talk talk. Keep her from thinking too much about it, keep the conversation light.
But it was true wasn't it? Argus has always healed herself. As a natural predator it was unnatural to let someone this close without harming them. Much less trusting them to not hurt her. She probably was a little touch starved to be honest. The first of a handful of times that she has allowed someone to be this close to her in all the years of hurt, of torture. Endless amounts of tormentors pulling at her nerves until they were no longer feeling. Until even the press of heat from another body that wasn't dead was enough to be seen as a threat. It was a wonder she could remain still.
Argus was pulled from her thoughts- wings spamming a little and claws sinking into the sand. Digging deep cutting off the instinct to throw the other off.. Push away and snarl- pounce and dig- rip- flay -k i l l-
they were arguing. And the rise in tension was doing nothing to help the her push this instinct down. She was hollow, monstrous. And she felt her tail flick from side to side in slight agitation. A warning they seemed not to heed, by the cipher's words. " You know what they say about wounded cornered animals, no?" Argus hummed out. Her voice taking a dangerous edge. Imagining the snap of brittle bones under careful paws. Trying to regain control of her slowly shutting down body for some sense in logic. Letting the monster just under her skin push through in her words for a moment before allowing her body to forcefully sag.
"Maa, I am bleeding out here." Argus conceded. trying to pull her sluggish brain unto focus. She could probably order them to do whatever. Order caesar to listen to lil. But argus was tired. So very tired of listening to them bicker and just wanted to rest. She was cold.