Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 5:23:09 PM)
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Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 5:48:39 PM)
The screen had been wrecklessly pushed aside to fall onto the bed, revealing the shrine behind it. Shin stood before the table, idly picking up each of the small ritual decorations, dripping hot wax onto the floor at his feet, spilling droplets of oils to stain the cloth that covered it. He wore the mortal flesh of his host as he admired the shrine, his senses stirred by the remnants of faith she had offered to the Loa who took his form. How amusing these mortals had become in their absense, their genetic memories still urging them to find something, anything, to replace the masters that had left them for inprisonment so long ago. The hood of his unzipped sweater was pulled up over his head, hiding the arched brow in a cloak of obscuring shadow. His large hand was now gently running along the length of the driftwood serpent, tracing every contour of it's long sinuous body. It was a pale reflection of his true form, but it's meaning would not be lost on him. At his feet Duke sat obediently, wagging his tail an
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 5:48:53 PM)
and lolling his tongue in happy supplication. The large cat stretched across the broad shoulders of his powerfuly muscled frame. The connection he held with the world around him would alert him to the approach of a female human downstairs before she ever opened the door, but which would it be? The one Duke knew as Master? Or the one he had prosolytized for food? Reaching up, he took the cat from his shoulders and tossed it onto the bed before reaching out to lay his hands on the driftwood serpent once more. Then he began to change. His body shifted, transformed, shedding human flesh for scales and a long sinuous body. Wrapped around the wooden sculpture, now rested a truth python, albino white with glittering golden eyes. It was there he awaited her, that dangerous serpentine gaze directed at the door.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 5:53:48 PM)
*it's a subtle cacophany that drifts up from the first floor. Lina's unlaced stompy boots thudding along as she rattles the keys in the door and finally wins entrance to her own home. She's wearing a faded pair of jeans and a trim white buttondown over a red tanktop. The heavy necklace of coins she is never without is tucked under the blouse, but shows in the wide V of the open neck above the bone cross her mother left her. Her long hair is tied up haphazardly behind her, black tendrils hanging in her face and down her back as a testament to the haste in which she left.* Duke!! General!! Mama brought you goodies from the butcher's.. *calling absently to the animals in the house as she thuds along to the kitchen to drop the bags*
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 5:57:16 PM)
*continuing to chat with the absent creatures as she puts a few things into the fridge* Yeah yeah.. Ah know Ah ain't your mama, Duke. Auntie Lina, then.. *she looks around to see if the animals come.. dropping the fresh cuts of pork into the two bowls on the kitchen counter, putting Duke's down on the floor and shoving it into place with her toe before she kicks her shoes off into the kitchen corner near the back door and jogs toward the steps as she unbuttons her overshirt*
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:00:26 PM)
Strangely enough, the animals would not answer her call. Duke actually moved to the table where the massive serpent rested, almost as if he had taken up the position of a silent guard. His tongue no longer lolled in happy puppy fashion, his tail no longer wagged jovialy. The cat had taken to curling up atop the screen that had been knocked so carelessly on the bed, licking his paws, still strangely ignoring his master's call. Their true master continued to rest along the driftwood replication of his image, his coils tightening their grip on the smooth polished wood. His tongue flicked the air, seeking to taste her scent as she arrived, to feel her body heat before she ever entered the room. It was Lina....the other human's friend and room mate. This would be for the best...if the girl would betray what she had seen the night before to anyone it would be this one. And so he waited patiently for her arrival.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 6:08:32 PM)
*Lina smells of woman obviously..as well as cinnamon and almond. Whatever cleansers or deodorants she uses contribute to that flavor or offer nothing at all. Her heat precedes her into the room with a flicker of concern in her scent as she sees the fallen screen and General on the bed. She's carrying a small piece of whitefish in her right hand, ostensibly for the shrine* Gen'ral, you gon be in a world a trouble if you touched mama's alt.. *and as her dark eyes find her new guest she loses her breath, her heart doing doubletime in an Instant. Her left hand grabs at the weight of the coins as if for reassurrance, staring wide-eyed at the white serpent* Bondye guard us.. *on a whisper*
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:13:35 PM)
General looked up from licking his paw to stare at her and his eyes began to gleam in a golden light, his pupils slitted. Duke's did the same and suddenly it seemed as if the massive serpent apon the alter watched her from three sets of eyes. The calculating intelligence behind those golden orbs was intense and when she stared back she cold tell that each of them were considering what they might do with her. The serpent rose up, it's massive body easily raising it's wide triangular head until she was forced to look up to meet it's gaze. A slender black forked tongue continued to taste the air before it's scaled lips parted, and miraculously, it spoke in a faultering hissing english. "Your false deities will do little to protect you child. You stand before a true god now. Kneel and prove you are worthy of keeping the air in your lungs...."
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 6:21:26 PM)
*As he speaks, Lina's head tips up slightly, as if she were reeling. Her pulse pounding in her ears* Dere only one god.. An if he takin on de form of Damballah, den ah don't know why. Ah honor my lwa..as ah always have. *guardedly sinking to her knees once she's made it clear whom has her respect, offering the bite of whitefish on her open palm*
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:29:27 PM)
Those eerie eyes narrowed dangerously as soon as she made mention of the one god. In the slow deliberate fashion of a serpent he began to approach her, his long sinuous body lowering itself from the table to the floor, closing the little space that lay between them. Unlike a normal serpent, however, his head remained in the air above her as he moved, still forcing her gaze to remain inclined should she wish to meet those baleful golden eyes. In a blur he struck and she could feel his scaled lips brush against the soft skin of her palms before the whitefish disapeared. "Your kind has turned against the world we created for you. You rend it's flesh to pave your streets with her bones and heat your homes with her blood. You hunt the creatures we created to share this place with you to extinction. Your one god has turned his back on this world, turned his back on you, and we have returned to make things right again."
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 6:37:08 PM)
*she's fighting to keep her breathing steady and quiet as he approaches, not at all immune to the supernatural nature of this encounter. Belief is one thing, it's quite another to be confronted with evidence. She flinches involuntarily when he strikes her palm for the offering, exhaling shakily afterward* Ah'm just a sinner, like de rest o da world. Ah nevah killed anyting bigger dan me an mine ate up, an ah don waste anyting if ah can help it...but ah'm no saint. *her gaze keeps his, not out of some sort of insubordination, but because she's paying full attention to him..and his words, he can see some of what he's said start to turn wheels beyond the fear*
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:46:18 PM)
She would momentarily lose sight of the serpent's eyes as it began to circle around behind her, as if inspecting her from a different angle, looking for a reason to end her life. What she would see is his tail begin to expand, the scales behind to thicken like armored plates. No longer were they the pale color of albino white, instead, they were like polished porceling, gleaming in the late evening sunlight that streamed through the window and the dancing candle light from the table. From behind her came a surprising sensation, a large mortal hand of alabstre skin, cupping under her chin. His skin was surprisingly soft as his fingers fell along her jawline, yet his grip was anything but. His massive sinuous lower body, an easy twenty feet long from hip to tip of tail, circled around her fully as his upper body came into view. His powerfuly muscled torso seemed somehow beyond mortal perfection, sculpted from a soft white marble. His golden eyes still gleamed, but now they gleamed from a disturbingly human face
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:46:34 PM)
framed by long white hair that resembled woven spider's silk. Two slender ivory horns rose from his brows, tiny golden chains dancing from their base. When he spoke where was no longer the faultering hesitation to his words, his all too human lips enunciating perfectly. "Your betters back your claim....", he said, obviously refering to the dog and cat that still watched her with glittering golden eyes, "...the only reason you still breathe. It is the same testimony that saved the mortal child Lucinde during the last setting of the sun. Yet it is not enough....not if you wish to survive the years of tribulations that are to come."
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:46:35 PM)
framed by long white hair that resembled woven spider's silk. Two slender ivory horns rose from his brows, tiny golden chains dancing from their base. When he spoke where was no longer the faultering hesitation to his words, his all too human lips enunciating perfectly. "Your betters back your claim....", he said, obviously refering to the dog and cat that still watched her with glittering golden eyes, "...the only reason you still breathe. It is the same testimony that saved the mortal child Lucinde during the last setting of the sun. Yet it is not enough....not if you wish to survive the years of tribulations that are to come."
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 6:46:49 PM)
( strange, double post on the last half >.< )
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 6:58:12 PM)
*she'd shuddered at the shifting she'd seen, frozen again at the touch of his hand, and closed her eyes tight to fight the tears escaping them. At word of Luci's encounter her dark eyes fly open* You went to Luci?.. Oh please, please.. tell me it wasn't my faith that brought her into trouble.. *more concerned for her friend than herself, even given the unbelievable nature of her circumstances, even granted that she'd seen Luci come home last night*
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 7:04:13 PM)
His massive lower body formed a circle of scales around her, length coiled upon length until it rose so high she could barely see over them from her knelt position. That all changed. His grip tightened until it was almost certain his fingers would leave bruises on her delicate jaw and he began to lift, forcing her to rise to her feet or be picked up by that one strong arm that held her. His gaze momentarily left her eyes and she could tell that he focused on the ink left revealed by her shirt. His other hand grasped the white cloth then, ripping it away from her in one painful jerk of his hand, shredding the fabric like tissue paper. His eyes flicked back to her own, gazing deeply as if the golden orbs would open her up and spill her deepest fears and desires out before her very eyes. "Your faith is misplaced. You venerate me on your flesh, yet you do not even know my name. You call to spirits born of mortal imagination, because you long for what you lost when we left you here alone."
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 7:13:08 PM)
*A soft cry escapes her when he rips the fabric away, she'd managed silence as he half-flited her to her feet by her jaw. The tattoo'd serpent's head rests on her right clavicle, the sinuous length rising over hser shoulder and swaying back and forth across her back, winding about the silver cross on her left ribs and lower under the denim at her hips. It is, until the bruises he leaves, the only mark on her* My.. *working to speak with a voice that didn't want to cooperate* My mama raised me voudon. Ah don know another way. *tears still running down her cheeks, more slowly now as outright panic gives way to a deeper fear*
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 7:13:20 PM)
((half-lifted, I meant))
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 7:18:47 PM)
A long slend black tongue tongue escaped his lips, the forked tips brushing across her soft skin as he tasted her scent on the air and the sweat on her body. It was a brief touch, but enough to bring images of being devoured wholey to mind. His hand moved to the red tank that still held sections of the tattoo hidden, but he did not rip it away as he had done the white over shirt, rather he simply lifted it so that his gaze might wander over her skin and admire the ink. While there was a hungry gleam in those large golden eyes, there was no lust there, a fact that might offer the slightest bit of comfort even in such a horrifying situation. "She meant you no ill by filling you with such lies and deciet. Her ignorance was no different than your own. Yet now you look upon the truth with your own eyes...now you see the divinity this world has to offer." He looked back up from the tattoo, his hands not bothering to tug the red fabric of her tank back into place. "What will you tell others of this meeting, if you a
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 7:18:53 PM)
are allowed to live?"
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 7:21:15 PM)
*She's a little tougher than Luci, less slender and more solidly built at her shorter height, what others with a less-thorough view might mistake for her being heavier. And where her sister-by-choice is more cerebral, Lina runs on instinct and pure stubborn sense. Sense that currently tells her the wrong answer means she's Lunch* What.. would you want..me ta say?
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 7:27:37 PM)
A hint of a smile touched his pale white lips, though it was obviously an expression his face was unaccustomed to and faded quickly. The pressure of his grip on her face eased up then released her completely, the surprisingly soft skin of his fingertips sliding along her jaw line as he drew his hand away. "In private, you will continue to venerate my image...but know that the imaginary spirits of the Loa will not hear your call. Only the name Zaebos shall leave your lips in prayer. To the child Lucinda I offer you freedom to discuss your time spent in my presence, but to others, you will speak not a word. It is for me to decide when one is ready to know the divine..not for a mortal being such as you." He drew away from her then, his long sinuous body following until it coiled up beneath him, offering him a place to settle down. His powerful hands rested along the crest of his scaled spine. "Is this understood? Will you heed my command?"
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 7:37:30 PM)
*She shivers at the receding touch, nothing sexual about it, merely an overabundance of adrenaline and nowhere to go. Left to her own devices, she nearly stumbles a step before catching her balance.* Ah.. I don' begin to understan. *honestly, and feeling as if assuming more would be a lie* But, ah won't say anything to anybody but Luci, if that's your wish. *her gaze leaving him for only an instant to view what remained of her altar* Am.. Ah mean, is this the sort of offerin you want.. If mama taught me wrong partly, then maybe more of it's ..off. *uncertainly, one hand reaching out for the wall nearby to steady herself as she takes in the coiled serpentine man in her bedroom, the other pulling instinctively at her ripped shirts to try and maintain a bit of modesty over the red satin bra*
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 7:42:15 PM)
*ahem, pulls her tank down over her bra then!*
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 7:48:08 PM)
The sheer immensity of his form took up the majority of her room, the twenty feet of thick scaled lower body loosely piled up beneath him and sprawling out across the floor. He didn't bother to look over to the alter before he nodded, the chains dancing across his brow from his horns. "Your offering is fine, now that you know who you should devote it to." Strangely, Duke rose and padded over to her bed, hopping up onto it and moving over to the window. With a coordination a simple dog should not have, he forced the window open, allowing the cool evening breeze to wash into the room. At that point Zaebos turned, moving towards it. "I will be watching you, Lina Devereaux. I will be listening for your prayers. Earn my respect and be rewarded...earn my ire and know the certainty of never ending torment." And with that he changed once more before her very eyes, the massive white albino python moving up and over her bed and out the window to disapear. The two animals in the room returned to their senses once more,
Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 7:48:40 PM)
returning to their normal behavior if not a tad bit more elated from housing the consciousness of their True master.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 7:56:57 PM)
*stares. Slowly..sinking down to sit on the floor where she had been, in a heap, still watching the window as if expecting someone to lean in and tell her it was all a lie. Still, the only word on her lips is that peculiar name* ..Zaebos..
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 8:19:00 PM)
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Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 8:20:24 PM)
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Tokugawa Shinjo (Oct 12, 2010 8:22:15 PM)
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Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:06:43 PM)
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Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:06:53 PM)
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Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:09:16 PM)
*is sitting in the livingroom with her compputer, Duke trapped in the backyard and the General locked in her room*
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:10:25 PM)
::Luci's bike purred into the driveway, and around back in the courtyard, whistling for Duke:: Come here, mon petit chien.... I have un cadeaux for youuuuuu.... ::calling for the pup as she climbed off the bike, in full riding gear, her helmet off::
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:12:47 PM)
*half-flings the laptop aside on the sofa, running out barefoot when she hears the bike* Luci! Sweet mary girl, we gotta talk. *she's got on an oversized hoodie from college and her usual jeans* Whole damn world just up and did a flip on me.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:14:13 PM)
And from what ah been told.. it jumped you first. Why didn't you tell me how you got hurt?? *down the porch steps, out into the yard to hug Luci, giving Duke a wary glance*
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:15:43 PM)
::Luci had on her usual black riding leathers and she had a package from Lina's butcher, though she was currently crouched, feeding Duke a seriously -prime- looking steak, the meat cut in chunks, bone neatly separated, she raised a brow, and then winced, as she moved a bit:: Ugh... huh? ::looking up and blinking at the hug:: Ah... easy on the hugs.... I got squished and slammed against the tree.....- ::giving a flat look to Lina::
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:19:44 PM)
(since when is Nutella for kids' breakfast?)
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:20:00 PM)
*nods once, dark eyes serious* Yeah, I got a visit. Can we go inside? ((I saw those commercials too! lol))
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:20:22 PM)
(seriously.... "hint of cocoa" my ass)
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:22:10 PM)
::she frowns a bit:: Merde. ::said softly, as she looks down to Duke:: If you make a mess, you are getting a bath later... ::handing him the bone to chew, and wrapping up the rest of the steak, handing Lina the butcher's package, and then nodding that they go inside::
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:26:11 PM)
*keeps her arm around Luci's shoulders, bringing her inside and closing the door before Duke follows..since he's distracted by the steak. Concern overwhelmingly apparent in her features* What did he do to you? He told me he'd met you last night, that he'd talked to Duke..and General by the time he caught up to me here.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:27:16 PM)
((Luci's sharp gaze would likely spot the trio of fingerprint bruises along the edge of her jaw and a slightly dark smudge where his thumb had pressed her cheek just above the bone beside them, she moves as if she were otherwise unharmed though))
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:40:30 PM)
::Luci followed Lina inside, and she frowned:: He came here? He actually came here.... Merde. Merde. -Merde-. ::she frowns a bit more:: I... I was hiking.. figured I'd see how Duke did in the wild... his trainer suggested it. I was leaning against a tree and I'd gotten an apple... When he came from above... out of... out of nowhere, and coiled his tail around me, slamming me against the tree.. he was crushing my body. ::Luci unzipped the jacket, and began to take off her biking clothes, and she looked to Lina:: It looks worse... ::she pulls up the tank, hiding her breasts, but there are coil-like bruises, she could even see the marks where indivicdual scales had pressed her particularly hard. Even the bright skin near her tattoo was bruised, purple, black, and blue:: I have a goose egg on the back of my head...
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:42:38 PM)
Oh hell Luci.. I wish I'd have been there..*she looks ready to cry at the thought of that thing squishing her friend like a rodent* ..yeah.. here. He was waiting for me as a snake on my bedroom altar.
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:45:00 PM)
::she nods:: Lord of the Snakes... or something along those lines... ::Luci shakes her head, as she pads to her bedroom, taking her clothes with her, calling from her room as she changes:: Was too scared for it to hurt too much yesterday.. today's been a bitch... Duke though... it's apparently... due to him that I'm still alive....
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:46:56 PM)
Dat's what he told me.. that Duke and General saved our collective butts. *tapping out a clove and lighting it* He says mama taught me wrong cuz she din't know bettah and dat he's the real thing ah been followin all these years. How's dat for a wakeup?
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:48:45 PM)
::she nods:: He made some other references to being a God of the Snakes... that he was around when Adam and Eve were there, he created snakes and was charged with protecting humans.. until we lost our way and fucked up the planet...
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:49:09 PM)
Oh? Ah got a different mythology. Been lookin into the name he give. *dark gaze narrowin* It's the name of a demon Count.
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:49:52 PM)
De.... mon? ::she frowns:: Seriously?
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:50:12 PM)
Why... it doesn't surprise me. The horns.. the fangs.. the... snake... body....
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:51:19 PM)
A devil, yeah. Here.. *going back to her computer* Say he the Count of hell, in charge of a hundred legions of devils. That he usedta be an angel of lizards and snakes. Somebody says he's got a gentle disposition..but your 'sperience seems to call dat inta question..
Lucinde Duboir (Oct 12, 2010 11:54:31 PM)
Bullshit... gentle, my ass..... he seemed... more... protective, though. He seemed to calm down.. after he squished my gun into trash and roughed me up.. he calmed a bit, after speaking with Duke, who apparently spoke highly of us both. He offered to answer questions... he said he'd be coming for me... watching me. A lot.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:55:33 PM)
Yeeaah.. don't say his name less you want him hearin it. At least, he told me ah could call on him like dat..or pray. Told me to pray, actually. And keep up the offerins.
Lina Devereaux (Oct 12, 2010 11:56:13 PM)
Says also.. he's bound by his pacts and can't lie. Can give ya heightened sense or something when ya sumon him. Though..why you'd summon him.. *she shakes her head*