April 27, 2004
.04.27.04. - sprinkle / whatever it takes part 2 [erik-maddy] *p

[forums, continued from 4/20 scene - whatever it takes, part 2]

(erik)
He had stalked his prey well, singling out the most corrupt, the furthest gone, and hense, the weakest. Once the target was known he returned to normalcy but only to gather the ingredients he would need. The packmate, one. The student, two. And ugly makes three.

He and his packmate return to the pit. Ugly, the alpha, selects the prey. Go, warrior, and harry it back to me.

Caught. Its legs broken cruley; no escape. Its carapace broken; no escape. Pinned through and held fast; no escape. But how does one torture the eternal victim? Ugly knows...

And the student shows with the implements right on cue. Forbidden magic made from oak branch and pure water. Don't let the Father see us. Widdershins.

Screaming from the prey, cowering from the packmate and the student. Charade. Sprinkle sprinkle. Tell us more. sprinkle sprinkle, tell us more. Sprinklesprinkletellusmore. Moremoremoremoremoremore. Never, never did evil stoop so low...

(madison)
and the student...she shows with the implements

Like it wasnt strange enough to be looked upon as his student again. But to be wandering in to the umbra while Erik was doing whatever it was he was doing, was even stranger.

But she had come and brought what he needed.

Enter Madison Cassidy.

Look how much had changed since she had been packed up with him back in St. Louis.

But some things hadnt changed at all.

Erik was only [slightly] uglier then before, he had aged however, wisdom showing in everything he did, the little bit of childhood he had been holding on to the last time she saw him, now completely gone.

Warrior through and through, and something seemed to have stripped him of any smile he once had.

Crazy fucker, thats what he was, always a crazy fucker.

Her talen is activated, eyes moving to the other 2, she slowly begins to realize what is going on.
As the sense of fear begins to creep into her body...she doesnt show it. Swallowing back any kind of reaction that may show fear or uncertainty.

But she is here... to help however they needed her to help.

(james)
Go, warrior, and harry it back to me.

and the packmate went - alone - to drive the prey into alpha's claws
masked by the blessing of a treacherous talen
fueled by a devastating hate which never seemed to do anything but grow
even before it is caught and broken, the prey leaves splattered ichor trail

fear. revulsion. cowardice. submission.
it is all a part of the charade, so very easy for him to thoughtlessly perform
for while Ugly weilds such forbidden magics
the silent packmate watches, listens, learns, and waits while on constant guard
raggedyman war-form steadied by the strength of his conviction

Never, never did evil stoop so low...
(beware the means with which you justify the ends, boyo)

[in progress]


Posted by james at April 27, 2004 12:00 AM