takes place after this thread, which was forward-dated, so this one is also forward-dated a bit. @Iliksis
Seeing Vaati again had shaken her greatly. So much so that, when they had parted from each other, she did not return to Wheeling Gull Isle right away. No, there was too much to digest, and too many people on the island worried about her to do so in peace. So she wandered along the coast instead, not stopping until she came to a sorry excuse for a forest, charred and abandoned.
Maegi wandered through the blackened stumps, the wreckage taking her mind, if only for a while, off her thoughts. What had happened? Had wolves lived here, before? There was greenery here and there, but it was scarce compared to the barrenness of the lot of it. It was strange, and sad, and she felt a sort of kinship with it, especially now.
Vaati! He was alive--but clearly changed. They would not live together under the boughs of Blackfeather again. She had grown out of her early childhood many moons ago, but it was, perhaps, this last encounter that had shut the door on it completely. Nothing was as it once had been. Her repose with Undersea had managed to distract from that fact, but with the reappearance of her older brother, it was clear. Painfully, starkly clear.
The girl sat with a huff, disturbing the ash that coated the forest floor. Her mismatched eyes wandered, taking in every bit of damage. No one would disturb her here. No one wanted to come to this place.
Maegi wandered through the blackened stumps, the wreckage taking her mind, if only for a while, off her thoughts. What had happened? Had wolves lived here, before? There was greenery here and there, but it was scarce compared to the barrenness of the lot of it. It was strange, and sad, and she felt a sort of kinship with it, especially now.
Vaati! He was alive--but clearly changed. They would not live together under the boughs of Blackfeather again. She had grown out of her early childhood many moons ago, but it was, perhaps, this last encounter that had shut the door on it completely. Nothing was as it once had been. Her repose with Undersea had managed to distract from that fact, but with the reappearance of her older brother, it was clear. Painfully, starkly clear.
The girl sat with a huff, disturbing the ash that coated the forest floor. Her mismatched eyes wandered, taking in every bit of damage. No one would disturb her here. No one wanted to come to this place.
there was but one soul that wanted to be in this melancholy place; he drifted through the charred boughs and split forests, absorbing the wretchedness of that blackened world. the russians had a word for such a place besieged by immense lachrymosia; toska -- if ever there was a realm indefatigably doused by disconsolate gloom, it was the shattered halls of donnelaith.
iliksis' gaze traced these fallen sentinels, the flame-scorched stones and the ruination -- up until he came across a figure resting among the rubble. he slowed, drawing his yellow eyes fully upon her frame -- the girl.
immobile save for the hunger in his eyes, a smile furled across his muzzle as motes of ash settled around them.
iliksis' gaze traced these fallen sentinels, the flame-scorched stones and the ruination -- up until he came across a figure resting among the rubble. he slowed, drawing his yellow eyes fully upon her frame -- the girl.
immobile save for the hunger in his eyes, a smile furled across his muzzle as motes of ash settled around them.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
August 01, 2018, 11:31 AM
She saw his eyes first. Two twin yellow orbs amidst the mournful remains of trees, coming closer and closer still. It was only when he emerged from the shadows did she recognize him, and a shiver ran through her, fear seizing her limbs in its grasp.
“Iliksis will challenge you and I will find one of your pups over there to rape until their rectum bleeds. When I am done, I will eat every tender piece of their sweet little body.”
That had been his uncle, the elder, but it was clear to her from the beginning that they were cut from the same cloth. Iliksis had defeated Vaati in the spar, but then the pair had departed, and she hadn't seen this wretch again until he had come to disturb Relmyna at her whelping den. With that, she thought he was gone for good. Evidently not.
"What do you want?" Maegi asked, trying to keep the quaver from her voice. She firmed her mouth, lifted her chin, staring defiantly up at the man.
“Iliksis will challenge you and I will find one of your pups over there to rape until their rectum bleeds. When I am done, I will eat every tender piece of their sweet little body.”
That had been his uncle, the elder, but it was clear to her from the beginning that they were cut from the same cloth. Iliksis had defeated Vaati in the spar, but then the pair had departed, and she hadn't seen this wretch again until he had come to disturb Relmyna at her whelping den. With that, she thought he was gone for good. Evidently not.
"What do you want?" Maegi asked, trying to keep the quaver from her voice. She firmed her mouth, lifted her chin, staring defiantly up at the man.
August 01, 2018, 11:45 AM
iliksis, some manner of terrible demon, stared hungrily at the girl.
the girl stared back.
the smile that hung loose across his reprehensible face did not fall off or falter; openly the man studied how maegi had grown so perfectly into her own body. her limbs were thin and lissome, the soft curve of her navel an invitation --
iliksis took a single step forward, eyes moving from the alluring shape of her belly to her neck, her face, the ugly scar that tore across her lips in a perpetual grimace.
the girl asked what he wanted; the smile faded. "everything."
iliksis knew they were alone; very few visited the doom of donnelaith, and he considered it a stroke of serendipitous fortune that he discovered her there. he took one more step forward, tail twitching as he watched the girl for her reaction.
the girl stared back.
the smile that hung loose across his reprehensible face did not fall off or falter; openly the man studied how maegi had grown so perfectly into her own body. her limbs were thin and lissome, the soft curve of her navel an invitation --
iliksis took a single step forward, eyes moving from the alluring shape of her belly to her neck, her face, the ugly scar that tore across her lips in a perpetual grimace.
the girl asked what he wanted; the smile faded. "everything."
iliksis knew they were alone; very few visited the doom of donnelaith, and he considered it a stroke of serendipitous fortune that he discovered her there. he took one more step forward, tail twitching as he watched the girl for her reaction.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
August 01, 2018, 11:59 AM
His gaze lingered over her, and she didn't like it. No one had looked at her like this before. Perhaps if it were under different circumstances, the attention would be flattering. As it was, Maegi felt as if she were being savored, a treat before the main course. She blinked, slowly, holding his gaze, hoping the fear she felt in her stomach did not flit over her face.
"What do you mean?" she asked, putting up a facade of innocence. She had some idea of what was going through his mind--but so young, Maegi had little frame of reference for all things sexual. Violence, she knew well, like an old friend. Blood, fear, death. . .that was almost old hat, by now.
But desire and hunger? What she saw in his eyes? Waters untested, for the girl. And a girl she was. . . Maegi didn't know why he wouldn't just leave her be, find another woman to pester. Why he looked at her the way he did.
Creepy. He had always been so creepy.
"What do you mean?" she asked, putting up a facade of innocence. She had some idea of what was going through his mind--but so young, Maegi had little frame of reference for all things sexual. Violence, she knew well, like an old friend. Blood, fear, death. . .that was almost old hat, by now.
But desire and hunger? What she saw in his eyes? Waters untested, for the girl. And a girl she was. . . Maegi didn't know why he wouldn't just leave her be, find another woman to pester. Why he looked at her the way he did.
Creepy. He had always been so creepy.
August 01, 2018, 12:29 PM
he was testing the girl's bravery -- seeing how long it took for her fortitude to crumble. he liked that she stared back at him; good, let her drink fully of his iniquitous shape, let her become intimate with every blade of fur on his frame, so that she may recall him vividly in the days to come.
he took one more step.
the girl's question lingered in the air unanswered, for what he wanted was clearly beheld in his terrible vision.
one more step.
they were near face-to-face; he could sense now the heat of her body, and her scent rose around them as enticing as the delicate rise of her thin chest. he would have her -- just one step more..
his paw rose to take that step, and then hung in the air --
he took one more step.
the girl's question lingered in the air unanswered, for what he wanted was clearly beheld in his terrible vision.
one more step.
they were near face-to-face; he could sense now the heat of her body, and her scent rose around them as enticing as the delicate rise of her thin chest. he would have her -- just one step more..
his paw rose to take that step, and then hung in the air --
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
August 01, 2018, 12:41 PM
He turned her stomach--it flipped like a bug, onto its back, its little legs flailing helplessly, trying to find its way back on its feet again. She was a fly, caught in a spider's web. It wasn't fair. She was the spider, not him. She was the child of the dark woods, not him. Let this spider devour her and he would face the wrath of the gods. Mephala would not stand for this.
She bared her teeth, which chattered loudly, to her displeasure. "Tell me what you want from me," she demanded, a newfound sort of courage coursing through her veins. Maybe it had been the chance encounter with Vaati that had given her more bravery. Or it could have been the time alone, having to fend for herself.
Did he think she was the same scared girl from the Woods? The left side of her face proved otherwise. She was marred, changed--chaos was etched into her skin. And though he frightened her greatly--she had no doubt of that--she would not let him have the satisfaction of knowing it. Her fear was not his to command, in which to relish.
She bared her teeth, which chattered loudly, to her displeasure. "Tell me what you want from me," she demanded, a newfound sort of courage coursing through her veins. Maybe it had been the chance encounter with Vaati that had given her more bravery. Or it could have been the time alone, having to fend for herself.
Did he think she was the same scared girl from the Woods? The left side of her face proved otherwise. She was marred, changed--chaos was etched into her skin. And though he frightened her greatly--she had no doubt of that--she would not let him have the satisfaction of knowing it. Her fear was not his to command, in which to relish.
August 01, 2018, 12:57 PM
the girl showed her teeth as he drew close - he showed his back, in a gruesome yet silent snarl. the show of fangs would not be enough to dissuade him -- if anything, it only seemed to sharpen his hunger for her. he was not oblivious to the thin thread of discomfort that coursed through her - and it hastened his gestures towards her.
infuriatingly, there came no answer from the detestable man.
iliksis curled around the girl like some dark plume, his skin desiring the contact of her flesh -- and if she did not turn from then, or fight back, he would consume her in the only way he knew how. should the girl not contest the immediacy of their bodies, he would draw his body alongside hers in predatory hunger, testing his limits by pressing against her, and feeling their breaths rise and fall in shared rhythm.
infuriatingly, there came no answer from the detestable man.
iliksis curled around the girl like some dark plume, his skin desiring the contact of her flesh -- and if she did not turn from then, or fight back, he would consume her in the only way he knew how. should the girl not contest the immediacy of their bodies, he would draw his body alongside hers in predatory hunger, testing his limits by pressing against her, and feeling their breaths rise and fall in shared rhythm.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
August 01, 2018, 01:05 PM
Maegi shook her head as he pressed against her, shook it wildly, stumbling back and nearly tripping over a fallen charred branch. "No," she sputtered, the bravado gone from her voice. "Stop. I don't-- Don't touch me," she said. "Stay away."
It was different, from the way Mou embraced her. Or Rokig, or Droman, or Stockholm. His caress was primal, insistent. Stealing something from her that she did not want to give away. She shuffled on her three good paws, scattering the ash, face set in a troubled frown. Eyes widening, then narrowing again. Widening, narrowing again.
She couldn't decide between fear and disgust, and settled on a combination of the two. But she locked her eyes with his, not looking the slightest bit away. Maegi would not give him the satisfaction of looking away, of giving in entirely to whatever sick whims the man enjoyed. It would discredit her as a Melonii, as a Blackfeather, to crumble beneath that yellow gaze.
It was different, from the way Mou embraced her. Or Rokig, or Droman, or Stockholm. His caress was primal, insistent. Stealing something from her that she did not want to give away. She shuffled on her three good paws, scattering the ash, face set in a troubled frown. Eyes widening, then narrowing again. Widening, narrowing again.
She couldn't decide between fear and disgust, and settled on a combination of the two. But she locked her eyes with his, not looking the slightest bit away. Maegi would not give him the satisfaction of looking away, of giving in entirely to whatever sick whims the man enjoyed. It would discredit her as a Melonii, as a Blackfeather, to crumble beneath that yellow gaze.
August 01, 2018, 01:26 PM
he rested against her body and the ash, feeling the resistance that rose in her blood. she rose and shuffled away; iliksis watched the girl dully, but remained prone against the dark earth. he did not rise to pursue her, but spread on the ground in total comfort.
he had found the crack in her bravado, drawn forth by a single touch -- and knowingly, the monster smiled to himself.
"who gave you that?" the man quietly asked, staring pointedly at the scar that tore across her once unblemished features. he had remembered a time she was not so disfigured; still, he preferred her marred countenance.
it was ugly, like him.
he had found the crack in her bravado, drawn forth by a single touch -- and knowingly, the monster smiled to himself.
"who gave you that?" the man quietly asked, staring pointedly at the scar that tore across her once unblemished features. he had remembered a time she was not so disfigured; still, he preferred her marred countenance.
it was ugly, like him.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
That's not for you to know, she thought fiercely, and her mouth opened to tell him just that when a memory bloomed suddenly in her mind. She remembered what she had told Yew, in the bloody aftermath of her torture, and the faintest of smiles lifted the corner of her mouth that held no scars, her eyes becoming almost dreamy as she stared back at Iliksis. "Molag Bal," Maegi said, her voice firm, definite.
She drew herself back up, squaring her shoulders. "And I am Peryite," she continued, tilting her head slightly to one side, as if examining him carefully. In truth, she did not see him; her eyes saw nothing, suddenly, but the machinations of her own mind, completely detached from the situation. Focus on the man again and her resolve would fall apart once more.
"My murder doesn't come through battles and blood. It comes slowly. Sickness. Sores." The smile on her face was completely at odds with the icy tone of her voice. "Touch me again and you will die a slow, painful death." She doubted it was enough to drive him away entirely, but perhaps it would buy her time to formulate a plan, a way to escape and make it back to the isle in one piece.
She drew herself back up, squaring her shoulders. "And I am Peryite," she continued, tilting her head slightly to one side, as if examining him carefully. In truth, she did not see him; her eyes saw nothing, suddenly, but the machinations of her own mind, completely detached from the situation. Focus on the man again and her resolve would fall apart once more.
"My murder doesn't come through battles and blood. It comes slowly. Sickness. Sores." The smile on her face was completely at odds with the icy tone of her voice. "Touch me again and you will die a slow, painful death." She doubted it was enough to drive him away entirely, but perhaps it would buy her time to formulate a plan, a way to escape and make it back to the isle in one piece.
August 01, 2018, 01:49 PM
the name means nothing to iliksis; it certainly did not mean the name of a daedric god -- he assumed the name belonged to something mortal, for iliksis believed in no gods save death.
he was still wanting; part of him was left unsatisfied, but he ignored it in favor of studying the bizarre change that seemed to cloak the girl's features.
she had made this a game. iliksis could play this game -- particularly if the game was long, and involved great chance of ruin. he shifted his hind end under him with his tail wrapped around his toes, and looked back at the defiant girl in a mirrored stare.
her threat seemed to fall around them, settling much like the ashes and the doom they foretold of the sentinels. he was not afraid of her threats and lurched his weight forward as he spoke. "then it will be a death i deserve, for i will touch you again." he answered darkly, sure that he would find himself touching her once more -- whether she liked it, or not.
he was still wanting; part of him was left unsatisfied, but he ignored it in favor of studying the bizarre change that seemed to cloak the girl's features.
she had made this a game. iliksis could play this game -- particularly if the game was long, and involved great chance of ruin. he shifted his hind end under him with his tail wrapped around his toes, and looked back at the defiant girl in a mirrored stare.
her threat seemed to fall around them, settling much like the ashes and the doom they foretold of the sentinels. he was not afraid of her threats and lurched his weight forward as he spoke. "then it will be a death i deserve, for i will touch you again." he answered darkly, sure that he would find himself touching her once more -- whether she liked it, or not.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
August 05, 2018, 02:26 AM
"Your guts will rot inside you," she said simply, her face clenching tight, nonetheless, at his threat. She laughed, the sound holding no humor. "Touching me is not worth that kind of pain." There was a note of bitterness in the statement, perhaps stemming from Potema's spurning of her litter, so many moons ago. No one had wanted her. Why would anyone want to touch her?
She was born deformed, and now she was even more so, half of her face torn to shreds.
Maegi shook her head, taking another step back. "Stay away from me," the girl said again, firmer, this time. "I don't want to see you again." Him or his foul uncle; the two of them were demons, nothing but trouble. She wondered if they had returned to the Woods at any point during her absence; she breathed in, pausing, but did not find the aroma of her old home on his pelt, even faintly so.
She was born deformed, and now she was even more so, half of her face torn to shreds.
Maegi shook her head, taking another step back. "Stay away from me," the girl said again, firmer, this time. "I don't want to see you again." Him or his foul uncle; the two of them were demons, nothing but trouble. She wondered if they had returned to the Woods at any point during her absence; she breathed in, pausing, but did not find the aroma of her old home on his pelt, even faintly so.
the girl took a step back. iliksis watched her, hungry. the laugh that rung hollow from her lips was matched with a smile, neither warm nor kind, but iniquitous. his eyes remained unsmiling; flat, intense.
"little girl, things rot inside me already." he knew this - she knew this. his eyes roved her body again. violating. approving. he did not close the gap; let her think she could get away, or escape his hunger."but i could show you what my insides feel like, if you would like."
he wished to set on her body, to let her feel every part of him. yet he restrained - she had made a game, he would play a game.
rising then, the thin-limbed creature moved along the motes of ash. he put enough distance that the girl could think his interest in her had reached its culmination and rapidly waned. later, he would follow her.
"little girl, things rot inside me already." he knew this - she knew this. his eyes roved her body again. violating. approving. he did not close the gap; let her think she could get away, or escape his hunger."but i could show you what my insides feel like, if you would like."
he wished to set on her body, to let her feel every part of him. yet he restrained - she had made a game, he would play a game.
rising then, the thin-limbed creature moved along the motes of ash. he put enough distance that the girl could think his interest in her had reached its culmination and rapidly waned. later, he would follow her.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
August 12, 2018, 01:54 AM
Disgusting, persistent man. His words made her skin crawl, and it was with some effort that she shook her head, keeping her gaze trained on him. "I would not," she said coolly. Definitely. The hunger in his eyes was unmistakable. Her toes bunched tight as she prepared to either fight or flee.
Then he was moving away from her, a dark shadow among the ash, growing farther and farther into the distance. Maegi let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, shoulders sagging with relief. Still, she walked almost sideways through the trees, her eyes lingering near the spot she'd seen him last. Her nose worked overtime, trying to keep track of his scent, his location.
She didn't trust him not to follow and ambush her, and she certainly wouldn't risk bringing him back to the isle.
But what if he came to the sandbar? Where would she go?
Then he was moving away from her, a dark shadow among the ash, growing farther and farther into the distance. Maegi let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, shoulders sagging with relief. Still, she walked almost sideways through the trees, her eyes lingering near the spot she'd seen him last. Her nose worked overtime, trying to keep track of his scent, his location.
She didn't trust him not to follow and ambush her, and she certainly wouldn't risk bringing him back to the isle.
But what if he came to the sandbar? Where would she go?
August 17, 2018, 09:53 PM
iliksis smiled openly to hear such reviled resistance in the girl; good -- he liked feisty. he did not hide the lingering of his cold gaze as he departed, nor did he dawdle in his departure. before long it was maegi alone in the wilderness; his steps carried him with purpose far from her presence.
later, the man would indeed do as maegi suspected; double back on his tracks, and seek out her scent among the ash. for now, however, the man was gone -- simply an apparition faded into the gloomy, flame-scorched woods.
later, the man would indeed do as maegi suspected; double back on his tracks, and seek out her scent among the ash. for now, however, the man was gone -- simply an apparition faded into the gloomy, flame-scorched woods.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.
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