August 20, 2002
desire [gaby]

[wyrmpit | cont'd from scene with kaj'sha]

Emerging from the small room in the basement...the small room she was staying in....
troubled by something
She walks slowly up the stairs and opens the door..
peering around....seeing who is there tonight.
Still in the tank top and jeans and barefoot, hair hanging lifeless..shower...she should probably shower


momentarily, the tail's, eager swipe stills

there is...... confusion.... and contradiction in the Galliard's heart (the tremble, no matter how slight, was not missed..... no detail ever missed) he knows what he would do, he knows what he wants to do

but should he do it.

the matter pushed away (when the time arrives, the Father will show him what is right) those strange, strange eyes lifting to glance to his Alpha once more, long ear rotating backwards at the sound echoing down the tunnels of the basement door whispering open - though it is not enough to steal his attention away from Kaj'sha

But Kaj'sha is finished, it seems. He says nothing more on the matter, and his hand lifts from Asher's canid brow, betraying him no further. He leans back, palms braced on the floor behind him as he, too, looks to see what the noise will bring.

a breif expression (loss) when the hand is pulled away, but it allows heavy skull to lift, mismatched gaze cast over his shoulder to watch the door, breath filling his lungs to draw the tunnel winds as brail across acute senses (shower, she needs a shower)

she is not of the pack yet..... the twisted creature does not leave his Alpha's side


She looks around...walking through the halls...eyes checking out the surroundings...
something is troubing her

the creature rises as Kaj'sha retires, taloned feet clicking as they move down the tunnels towards the great room (towards the scent)

.........kyrsha'waaaaiiiii'gaassss......

the whispered voice ghosting through the darkness

The voice moves through her head...the voice she had been looking for

thats my name Her mouth turns up into the smirk and she looks towards the voice
the one who brought me here

Can he sense my troubled mind? what can he sense?
She walks, her bare feet on the cold floor...

the creature emerges - black from the darkness
bale-fire still in its gaze, mismatched blue broiling (where is that anger directed) in the (deformed) head that lowers and tilts, deep breath drawing her scents (sorrows) into its lungs before they are cast back across her skin once again

....... you search......

the beast's lips do not move

She blinks...you search
She hears it, but he isnt talking
are you in my head

She stops, a finger moving to her hair, twisting it around her finger...

She wants to speak...but hasnt figured the words to say yet
eyes locking on him...(you created me)

those eyes (judgement of the gods) carefully watch (disheveled, reeking, a shower indeed) this newborn babe (monster) before him

and it moves, massive paws silent but for the tck of razored talons, it's tail a snaking shadow, a circling shark before fatal bite

created..... but worthy?

......... you question......... what?......

whispers surrounding (invisable swarm the tonal notes) filling light's void with sound (both within and without) inviting the words to grace her tongue

She watches him...why do i trust you, you are a monster...
But she smirks nonetheless..
you are in my mind...do you feel my thoughts?

Then she sighs...
"i'm afraid i am at a loss on what to do about some things"
Frankly said...blunt and too the point...
My body my mind my soul all on the same page now...
i amhome (a garou with dark fate,this was her destiny)

it watches, so carefully, the construction of her thoughts

....... they echo.......

a stride carries it past her, back to the den-room (home), voice lingering to fill the darkness left vacant between them

....... what things.....

the only invitation to follow

And so she does...she follows...
looking around Here I am, in the flesh
She gazes over at the voice
are you there

(what things?) she merely sighs

"I'm everywhere you need me to be..... "

quoting with a wry grin, in the time it took for her to follow the shift was completed, Galliard sits homid on the (his) couch near the stereo (though his bare back does not quite touch the fabric) fingers nimble across the remote to coax sound's current (pulse) from the oversized speakers, jeans whisper as feet tuck to cross beneath thighs

"Tell me what plagues you.... Gaby...."

there is invitation (seductive agony) in that smile

(seductiveness that pulls to her like a fish caught on a hook)

She stops and looks at him...
(are you a god?) She nibbles her bottom lip and stands in front of him, strong survivor

Lips turn into a smirk..."what plauges me is..."
she pauses...her hand moving to her face, rubbing it beriefly before glancing to him...

"It was you who took me down the path to where i am now...i thank you"
she smiles...that other girl, with the nightmares about what she had become, Gaby was happy (dark fate flaw can help with that )

"Tell me..what is your role now"
She smiles at him, liking her lips only slightly, moistening them

"For that..... you are welcome....."

laughter rolls from his chest (rich, madness) fingers reaching, knuckles drug caress over belly, to hook in the waistline of her jeans and pull her down until their eyes meet, that voice silver laced (never before has there been such danger in only a sound) crooning through his smile, breath warm across those moistened lips

"If you live" if you are worthy "I will be your packmate.... brother..... lover...... comrade..... protector....... anything you need of me...... just as you will be to me."

grip released (cast aside) freedom returned to her movements

"Until then I suppose I teach you our ways....."

"Which brings me to my issue' she sighs...
eyes locked on him, the voice sending goosebumps through her body
"First of all i am worthy, no question, and will live"
bluntly said...

"Second, it seems someone else wants to teach me, along with getting cozy around the big guy (kaj) I must say, i was feeling a little smothered, and didnt want to make the wrong impression..

He still wants to work with me, and i believe he wants me to stay at hisplace..he told Kaj he was fond of me
She shrugs..

"I told him Nothing would ever let me look weak in front of anyonee"

the blunt assertation brings further smile across poet's lips (beast awakened, hunger held barely in check)

"Fond." quoted, chuckled "Do you agree to being held from those who are to become your family, Gaby? I think not...... and I think you have a plan to prove elsewise. Tell me."

indulge me

She growls only slightly..
"im not held by anyone, never have been, never will be"
bluntly said..

"he says hes fond of me...fucking fond she shrugs.."we did good knocking off the crack houses, shit we ever had good sex, but i aint no ones pet...you think....(manipulitive guy isnt her)
you think...hes trying to control me?" she shakes her head

alas, and you, he thinks you have it in for him, he is sure of it

that smile (an angel if it weren't for the blackened soul) remains, lips pursing in tsk that sounds the guillotine's finality

"I wouldn't doubt it. He seeks to control and promise what he does not have."

sighing, deeply, the plight of his packmate

"Pity. Really. It's a weakness."

and you wouldn't care for another's weakness, would you..... those eyes form words all their own (Father's gifts) deep in day and night contained within

"Now why would he think that........"

mused, idly (as if plucked from her deepest thoughts) - and left open for her to answer

She smirks...no need to speak
(i catch on quick)
Her eyes mockn her thoughts...
weakness is the worst thing to show annyone, it will be what gets you killed...and i am not sure why he would think that"

She gazes up at him...
what is it about you

"im no ons pet, and i dont get 'kept'
she finally speaks

"Of course not. Kaj'sha would never consider any of his Chosen as..... pets...."

tools, perhaps, but never pets
and there is savagery in his smile, inviting her (deadly honest) opinion to be kept between her, and he, alone

"How would you suggest fixing this problem, Gaby?"

Slowly she moves towards him..
i am still learning, there is a time to learn and there is a time to make decisions..."
She chuckles...(twisting voices, dancing with the devil)
"I'm just here for5 the ride....remember" she smirks

....... oh..... and you are still yearning.....
pink tongue edges out to draw those lips to wider (lecherous) smile, tones dropping a notch to croon (murder and passion wrapped up in one) silk across her senses

"Haven't you ever taken the wheel first time?"

challenge bright in mismatched eyes (tell me your darkest desires)

She smiles...eerie
" Now if i give all my secrets away, i have lost the mystery" she smirks slightly..

I'll take the wheel...soon
Hey eyes locked on him, how strangte the control he has on her...

was that because she was taken down the spiral by him?

"Desires.." the word flows off her lips...

"Desires are no secrets..... merely whims to indulge.... yes?"

coaxed.
tempted.
taunted as he leans closer, voice making promises (divine) without words, in only the music of each breath

...... how soon.... how much do you desire your freedom from his...... fondness.... worthy to stand by our sides...... Chosen.

our sides
She did like Malcolm..she did, he was a good help, he had taught her, he had helped get her to this side, even saved her..
But she smirks anyways...

"Freedom from his fondness...or freedom from him showing it in publlic" she chuckles..
"I mean shit, time and pladce, rule, didnt anyone tell him that..i mean, i wont let anyone make me look weak..
EVER"

"Which do you desire more?"

those eyes.... glow..... the bale-fire burning deeply within, and his lips only move to smile, the images he speaks of flashing through her mind

........................ if he does it infront of Kaj'sha, who's to say he will not do it infront of others..... infront of those who strive to look for our weaknesses....... to use and manipulate them...... do you wish those that still fight the Father to think you as weak? Owned? Nothing more than his fallen mutt? To have you roaming around on all fours as if you were canid rather than the true warrior?.........

............he will do it again, Gaby...... and what will you do then.......

Slowly, fluidlike animallike she listens and nods...
moving slowly towards him...
ARE you a God
She nods at eacdh thought...
weakness..i will show no weakness
she scracthes her head...her thoughs alone would be heard by him

then it should be taken care of

the animal reflects in that smile, arms stretching (crucified) on the back of the couch

...... I'm a nightmare to some..... a dream to others..... which do you prefer?.......

how the Galliard's whispers in her mind carry her (towards and away) wrapped in night's warm blanket (lover and defiler) as if there were nothing else in his world. right. now.

........ and quickly. What do you suggest.... Kyrsha'wai'gas......... show me your strength......

lies lies lies
She smirks...not lyhing now, just thinkikng about how to fix it..

"i see" she slowly seducively speaks..."you could be perceived as a nightmare" she moves closer

"however to me, more of a dream" she chuckles...
show me your strangth
oh but she already had,...more then ondce already

Posted by asher at August 20, 2002 12:00 AM
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