Saturnz Barz (Spirit house); (ignore)

[SirDio]

SEVCON VERBAN

The hissing and snarling of Stheno could be heard throughout the town, and onlookers could see that she was being thrown, cut, kicked, bitten, all by one feline. A clouded leopard with a mask on his face. Pinning the hybrid down with his powerful paws, he stared at her, snarling, "YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO BITE ME, SO BITE ME." Sevcon released his grip to allow her to fling at him, but she didn't. Instead, she simply sneered at him and began to leave. "Y'see, that just won't do! You say you lead, but even when I beat you within an inch of your life, you do nothing! Aurum is right, if the Coalition ever fell into your hands, it would crumble within the day."

With her back still turned to him, he sneered and laughed, "Ah do dare to say that Ah would be a much better leader." And he was met with a flash of black, pain flowering in his neck, and the feeling of cold air on open wounds. He laughed. "it seems I've struck a nerve! Y'all seein' this? Ah mention that Ah would be a better leader an' she gets mad! Oh, is the little snake-kitty gonna bust a blood vessel because Ahm tellin' the truth?"

He waited her next words with a patient fury. A lesson had to be taught. He wanted the best for the Coalition, and Stheno's current method of ruling just wasn't going to do.

"Speech"

[wormwood.]

NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — It really did seem as though Stheno was incapable of making anything but enemies, something that didn't surprise Aurum too much. The hybrid was undeniably a bitch, and he felt little hesitation in saying so, despite the empty threats that she was so fond of throwing around carelessly. It was because of this hatred for her that the lion found himself curious about what was going on. Shouting alone would be enough to rouse him from his home, but when it sounded like someone ragging on Stheno? That was just about enough to make his day. So, without a moment of hesitation, the large lion got up to his paws, heading down the stairs and slipping out the front door.

Upon seeing the state that the Wanderer was currently in, Aurum found himself pausing, a few chuckles slipping forth from him as he shook his head from side to side. He settled down just in front of the steps of his porch, watching with interest as Sevcon tossed Stheno around and taunted her. Eventually, the former proxy spoke up, his voice undeniably amused as he stayed in a relaxed position, "Wow, now even your own groupmates are shoving you around and beating the shit out of you? Real good leadering there, Stheno." He then let his gaze linger on Sevcon, eyes briefly narrowing when the other spoke about leadership. No one from the Coalition should've been leading Tanglewood. It should be a Tangler, clearly. Despite this, he wanted to goad the other on, "Frankly, I don't think any of you Coalition fucks would do a good job leading this place, but it's not as if you can do any worse than her." Either way, that was undeniably true. As it was, Stheno was doing basically nothing and patting herself on the back for it. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.

[ninazu]

BURN
BRIGHT

“Sevcon,” Ninazu purred, low and disapproving. “This little tussle would be better had on the island.”

Sevcon might’ve had a point; Ninazu couldn’t understand why Stheno refused to bite his ass and end his stupid existence. After all, when the Rosebloods had sacrificed Ninazu herself to their gods… Ninazu had obliterated them. It didn’t quite play out in a blaze of glory, but the erudite-turned-ardent credited herself for a significant part of the Roseblood’s decline. Vengeance danced in Ninazu’s mind, allowed her to focus when she otherwise failed to plan anything properly, and she couldn’t understands Stheno’s weakness here.

“Aurum, do you want a third beating from me? If so, keep talking.” Ninazu grimaced and flicked her forked tongue.

© MADI

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

"She believes it is too late for the island now. Her and her group mates are nothing but weak little gremlins. Thinking that they have something when they are nothing. This will crumble and we will be there to watch it happen." The tribal woman sneered, anger lacing every ounce of her voice as she came from behind Ninazu. She dared the lioness to do something, to evoke the rage she dept bubbling just underneath the surface of her skin. The Coalition was a blight that could not last and just like with any storm she was side that Tanglewood would weather it. They were the stone and boulder that could not be broken. Her unretractable claws scrapped against the ground as ground stood there, her sneer turning into that of a smirk as she looked at Stheno and her group mate. The one that appeared friendlier than the other Wanderers.

"The crumbling already begins. The snake woman is weak and it shows. She has no backbone, no real bite." She was sure that she could kill her on her own with how she lacked the drive to fight him off. Heat wavered from her form as she sat down, glancing at Aurum who was threatened but she was sure that he could handle himself. After all the lioness was on her own and if she attacked would they even help her. With how weak the snake woman continued to be and this other feline she highly doubted that they would be of much use.

[wormwood.]

NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — As soon as Ninazu approached, Aurum found himself preemptively rolling his eyes, just waiting for whatever unnecessarily edgy thing she had to say. It was difficult to take any of the Wanderers seriously anymore, considering how long they were dragging this all out. What even was the goal? To conquer everything? Honestly, the angel wasn't sure he could think of anything more boring. And after facing off with Ninazu repeatedly and surviving – and getting a few good hits in at the same time – he found that her threat just rolled off of him, falling utterly flat. He fixed her with a neutral one eyed gaze, a slow smirk coming to his muzzle as he drawled, "No, actually, I think this is the perfect place to do it. After all, might as well let your 'prisoners' see how weak willed you all are, and how easily you fall apart. It's a wonder any of you have made it this far, with slime like you and Stryker in charge. At least Sevcon is actually doing something worth doing." He really wasn't worried about any potential attack from Ninazu, able to feel a steady thrum of power beneath his fur despite his repeated fighting. His elementals would always respond to his feeling of rage, no matter what the situation. Not to mention, he got the feeling that Elsweyr was itching for a fight as well.

With a relaxed roll of his shoulders, the lion then turned back towards the scene with Sevcon and Stheno, wondering how things were going to proceed. He really did hope that Stheno got her ass kicked, just for the fun of it. Once again she would have her pride served to her on a silver platter, and she would be forced to see just how much of a shitty job she was really doing. To Aurum, that sounded like a delight. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.