Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 12:00:47 AM)
fire. Hatred, it seemed, kept the creature conscious as he traipsed along like the wayward Caine, considering options. Considering this damned war.
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 12:06:15 AM)
*Her eyes falling upon the lone man she slowed her flight, recognising him at a glance. The anger burnt up within her; they called him Knight Captain, Ar'siuqqa, to her he was the hand that had stolen the lives of too many upon the field of battle. He was the fire that burnt so strongly, her rains could not quench it entirely. Wings fluttering she lowered herself to the ground, her feet touching upon it so that she stood within his path, watching and waiting for him to come upon her. The wind of the impending storm blowing around her, caught up her hair, ruffled through her wings as that fierce beauty presented itself to his eyes, the hatred within his own matched and reflected.*
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 12:09:12 AM)
Fury stoked the creature to full flame, pouring out of his chest and eyes. He lacked his weapons and armor, but that didn't serve to slow pace. A roar shattered nearby rock and released a shockwave that felled trees and blasted leaves into oblivion. The Banner. The one target that would truly dent the Morningstar's offensive. He charged, plumes of soil and stone and metal shattering behind his path to pure glass footfalls.
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 12:12:00 AM)
*She waited calmly for him, her hands longing to reach forth and plunge sharp claws into his throat, to feel his blood warm and slick upon her skin. Chin tilted upwards in a show of arrogance and strength she refused to move even as he charged towards her, frustrating him by simply evaporating into mist as he drew close, reforming into that terrible and beautiful image of the Banner once he'd passed. Her voice ringing out around him, through him, held the power to almost take him to his knee's, and he knew in that instant why men worshipped her, followed her.* Ar'siuqqa, Knight Captain of the Ebon... control yourself for we must speak.
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 12:17:51 AM)
A cloud of debris passed her as he ground to a halt, the whirling storm of shattered glass and metal lifted to a frenzy of shards and flechette, encircling their position. A brief plume of flame poured from the holes on Ar'siuqqa's face that served as nostrils, the Demon shaking his head in a grunted exhalation not unlike a bull. Elongated, ropy arms that resembled an Apes clenched the soil until rough diamonds poured from the corners of his fingertips. Flames that billowed from eyes and brow shifted from horns into a perfect halo as he began to level control. Through pure force of will, he steeled himself... magma coursing through his body in pulsing, vivid tones of bright reds, yellows, and in some places close to the surface, white. Seething heat, he stared at her in silence, held at bay by the beauty and word of the Lammasu.
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 12:23:40 AM)
*She who was The Banner, she who was The Voice of Wrath, stepped towards him. Her gaze hypnotic she looked into his eyes, her voice a gift and curse, her face a reminder of all that had been lost, her body calling out to be embraced and caressed even though her eyes spoke of hatred and pain.* You are Ar'siuqqa and your mission this night may fail but in it's place you may bring a greater success than you ever imagined. Do you know who -I- am?
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 12:26:46 AM)
*When he spoke, the ground rattled. Where hers was a song, the Kishtar's tone was one barely at even their level of hearing, penetrating into her chest.* Liaphon. The Banner. *As she closed the distance to him, the towering creature, feet taller even while lurching downward to her level, dripped saliva of molten rock onto the ground in front of the Angel of Water. Fury yet roiled in his chest, the clearest heat lying therein. Though he spoke no more, if one counted growls outside the realm of speech.*
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 12:30:41 AM)
You have defied the one who leads us. *She looks into his eyes her own gaze unflinching, her powers at their height and the world around her but a plaything meant to succumb to her desires.* You have made this war NECESSARY, for us to turn our attentions on eachother. You have betrayed your brothers and sisters and littered the ground with their blood. Yet despite all of this, despite your sacrelige, He offers forgiveness, He offers mercy. Death awaits you with the dawn, death, annonymity, disgrace. Rejoin your true brothers and sisters and let the Host feel the power of our resolve united.
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 12:36:46 AM)
THE. ONE. WHO. LEADS. YOU. *He fumed, a burst of flame poured from the creature's maw and singed all life around. Ar'siuqqa strained forward as if a creature leashed by some unseen force, in this case it was Liaphon herself. Fangs of Syr became fully evident on the creature's sneer as he growled down at her, the soil all 'round his base turning into raw glass from his hatred. Though, his temper reigned backward and the creature spoke in a more relaxed tone for the time being, after a puff of smoke.* The Morningstar betrayed. His impatience and impudence risk us all. They undermine the War, as they undermined Creation itself, forcing the Kishtar along as though we were but Pauper Craftsmen to be directed at HIS hand, NOT the CREATORS. His ARROGANCE will not stand. *The Annunaki rose his fists up high into the air, a clean six meters from the ground, and pulverized the land to either side of the Banner to ash and glass, magma seeping from his pores.*
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 12:41:04 AM)
*She heard his words in growing fury, a beat of her wings giving as she finally rose up into the air once more. Her voice lashed out against him like a fist, the skies overhead reverbating with the thunder above; but an echo of the power that tore from her lips.* ENOUGH! You who would question the first night! You who would question the Morningstar himself, FIRST amongst us. You who speak the words of a coward soul sick and weary of battle, unable to see the righteousness of what we do. You are found guilty... and your punishment shall be DEATH!
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 12:45:54 AM)
*The maw spread open in a massive grin as he looked down upon the Banner.* As arrogant as your vaulted Lord. You cultivate the same self absorbed loftiness your Morningstar holds dear, maintaining himself the Fairest and First amongst all our kind. Lucifer rises above his station, above his very limits and you ask no questions? You follow blindly, Banner? You keep your head low and follow orders like a good little creature. Tell me, how often do you dream of him? Is he garbed in the flesh of Man, inside you, Banner? *The sneer slash grin threatened to split the creature's face in half as he glared down upon her, gloating laughter as his shoulders rose up to full height. Chest heaved as the behemoth prepared himself for combat, lacking all his armaments.*
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 12:50:35 AM)
*She moves quickly and before he can act he feels her body pressed against his, the scent of her, touch of her, that light that seemed a memory of heaven itself pouring over him a moment before hot pain tore through his stomach and he felt the piercing touch of her claws lodged deeply in his flesh. Those beautiful eyes of fury and hate staring into him she twists her hand, the pain agonising as she holds him close and whispers into his ear.* No, but I dream of being inside you. *Her mouth moves to his lips and she kisses him with a rough mockery of passion and love, teeth tearing at the inside of his mouth and he could swear he felt a little shudder run through her racing along her claws as she tastes flecks of blood from his flesh.* Just as satisfying as I thought it would be.
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 1:03:16 AM)
*His creation didn't lie. The very ground he had crafted, had spun into very existence through force of his will told the tale of the Lammasu. Of the truth in her words on each level. The Annunaki bled molten iron upon the ground and backhanded her viciously, sending the Banner sailing backward and momentarily senseless. As she spun through the air, he sank into the soil and resurfaced beneath where she'd soon be, those massive arms situated to catch her fall completely. The ground quaked, opened up, and into it fell the pair, Ar'siuqqa clutching the beautiful, elegant Angel known as the Banner. They passed through the earth as one, into a cavern lit upon all sides by the flowing of rich magma, the air suffocating in its intensity. She came to while they fell to the platform upon which the Kishtar deigned to violate her and end the Banner once and for all, destroying her ability to call upon her most treasured and basic of Lores. Full weight of the Monster bore down on her body, and held her firm to the groun
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 1:03:26 AM)
, sinking her a foot into the shale beneath her. Armor was torn from Liaphon recklessly as molten iron poured from his maw onto the ground beside her, a throaty laugh of "My turn." preluded a thick, knobbed metal shaft forcing it's way into whatever orifice was closest to him.*
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 1:24:45 AM)
*Her back arching violently upwards comes away from the ground, a scream was torn from her lips as she feels him invade her. That scream a balm to his senses, a sound that speaks of outrage and fury as her clawed hands slide down his arms bringing blood to the surface as it fell down in spatters upon the white of her wings. The scream that became a laugh, a laugh that spoke of victory at the point of defeat, and then he felt it... the full force of her power washing over him. It was not the rain, nor the heavens above, not her voice or her light, not the armies that laid down their lives for her.... it -was- her. He felt his senses sink into her, her scent washing over him, her purity of purpose, of intent, the red of her lips that beckoned him, the soft smooth flesh that became the centre of his vision. He felt the force of that secret name they called her, whispered of her, "The Banner of -Hope-", and he felt her hope wash over him and through him. Her head rasing up she licked at his lip before bitin
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 1:24:58 AM)
Her head rasing up she licked at his lip before biting upon it and pulling it towards his mouth, and he knew that he could not kill her.*
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 1:39:09 AM)
The hatred that had perverted into lust within the recesses of the Fallen's mind fractured, and his shape shrank with his rage. Fury bled away from him, and the true path of where the Ebon's crumbling base would shortly lead fell to pieces. The Morningstar was the only way. The Banner was the only way. In the deepest recesses of his heart and mind, the Angel forged something within. His hatred contorted, turned in upon itself as though reflected an infinite number of times into something else entirely. Within the gaping hole of his chest, while Ar'siuqqa yet remained penetrated deep within Liaphon, blood from the tears within her body poured forth through the bowed flesh 'round the knobs of him. Each drop hit the shale print of her within the recesses of the lava tube they shared instantly crystallized to huge, perfectly shaped diamonds with a million facets. His massive hands, smaller but still long enough to encompass her entire midsection, released their deathgrip upon the Banner's frame. Molten iron that
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 1:39:22 AM)
served as blood within the creature stemmed flow and healed the gash she'd torn in his "skin," and hatred became love. The forced action, one of pleasure. Again he shrank, down to a "mere" three meters in height and a much more manageable shape... the Annunaki towering over her and gradually beginning to let the unceremonious coup of rape bloom into lovemaking. The coals that served as his own eyes looked deeply into hers.
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 1:46:37 AM)
*Her hand wrapping around his neck she pulled him down to her, pressed the softness of her skin against his. The kiss deepening, he felt her tongue slide through his mouth, her breath filling his lungs as she seemed to fill him as completely as he did her. The scent of her, the taste, the feel sinking past his senses and into his very being as she found his rhythm and rolled her hips with his. Her head finally falling backwards a moan came from her throat as high above them the fury of their argument and decent sent their armies into a ferver of action. Alerts and suprises screamed, the two great forces rushed towards eachother to do battle in the dark of night, blood and screams of pain marking their progress. Unaware of the events that transpired in the world above her words fell like music into the tomb below, ringing like a proclimation into the air.* You are mine Ar'siuqqa... you always shall be.
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 1:51:35 AM)
*His brow dug into the rock, grinding beside her. Where her song stoked armies to the point of furor and frenzy, the moan of lust, of climax that poured out of Ar'siuqqa was one of a depth that rattled the earth in its entirety. Stalactites showered down around them, tons in weight each, sharp as knives pouring from the malformed roof. They bounced from his body as though they were rain, the smaller shape not suffering as much as a dent, nor buckling under the pressure. He tucked himself firmly around her, encircling the Lammasu completely with himself and nodded, staring into those perfect, cool liquid eyes of hers with the wrought iron flame of his bleeding up the edges of his sockets, nodding after her.* You are mine, Liaphon... you always shall be.
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 1:59:15 AM)
*Her eyes opened wide suddenly as he repeated the words, breathing in quickly as she feels the air change around her: As though the earth itself acted as mute witness, forces beyond her ability to fully recognised rung within the recesses of her mind, struck a bell in the very fabric of creation itself and she felt that click deep within her as though some prophecy had just been fulfilled: The words spoken here, in this place and this exact time, an oath of binding that had been meant to come to pass, heralding forth something that was impossible to control and beyond her means to deny.* What have you done? *The words were torn from her lips as she felt her senses reel, the blurring between the dark cavern and Nahuel's bedroom in the midst of night becoming confused.* You have bound us.
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 2:04:45 AM)
*Her eyes opened before his, and when his did, though the Malefactor retained his Human guise, a brief gust of flame climbed from them and towards the ceiling in a plume. He blinked, looking into her eyes. There was a passing moment as things fell into place, and the Annunaki slid closer to her, as they'd drifted while the pair shared the dream. He pressed his body to hers in every shape and form possible, kissing the Lammasu deeply. Tears dampened the pillow as he did so, but of joy. Small laughs escaped Nahuel's nose, and each time he turned his nose from the left to the right as he kissed her furiously, as if each moment were the last to fit in all the affection and physical love he'd ever get a chance to again. Or making up for an eternity apart. Remaining on their sides, his eyes finally opened once more, when the kiss broke in time for each to catch their breath.* I love you, Liaphon. I love you. I always have.
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 2:09:53 AM)
*The cave and bedroom blurring and superimposing over one another she wrapped her arms and legs around him, her lips finding the rock hard unbendable skin one moment and then the warm of Nahuel the next, as her lips brushed accross his, his cheeks, his neck, drinking in the scent of him as she slowly returned to the here and now. Her voice dazed and confused, one thought breaks clearly through the questions and half formed answers.* You are mine and I am yours. *She kisses him again pressing closer still, trying to merge herself entirely into him.* We are bound.
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 2:11:59 AM)
[ Close out? I need to jet. Fucking fantastic scene. =D ]
Violetta duBois (May 23, 2011 2:12:19 AM)
(That works :) I need to go in like 20 mins myself)
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 2:14:04 AM)
[ Thank you! =D ]
Nahuel Ramos (May 23, 2011 2:14:10 AM)
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