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A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night;

Nov 25, 2010 23:51

Who: deservesabone & barebacking
When: Night, November 26th
Where: Out and about
Summary: Sam's tired of sitting and staying.
Warnings: Violence & badtouch
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( May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright )

yaha, sam merlotte

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barebacking November 26 2010, 09:01:18 UTC

"What questions shall we ask Edgeworth next?" Yaha questioned the empty street, but he knew that his children were beneath the ground. Following obediently as always. He could feel how his heels trembled just slightly as he walked, but more so, he would always be aware as to where they were. That is what it means to be connected as we are, isn't it?His head lowered slightly as he stopped walking. Even the screaming of the sirens did very little to compel him forward. He still did not know what to do about Liquid's disappearance. Strange how it was that he could be so calm when it felt like something else was breaking inside. One of the few people that he did not need to charm, that wanted to bring about his own happiness without any influence on his part, was gone. It was about as much of a shock as Urick's passing ( ... )

deservesabone November 27 2010, 01:25:04 UTC

I can smell him. I can hear him. I can sense him. I'm coming for you, you son of a bitch.

His paws thudded with surprising quiet against the sidewalk, only his claws clacking against the pavement. His ears lay flat against his skull, the tentacles that draped from his muzzle curled in instinctively from the rush of wind as it ripped through his fur. He felt alive - a part of the Darkness, a link in a chain greater than himself, something thrumming and old and deep and suffering. It was so easy to let his pain mingle with theirs; the Darkness cried out its hunger in chorus, a howl through his skull.

It would be so easy to let go of himself.

- No.

The hound snorted hot breath and bared its fangs to the cold night in defiance. This is just a body. This is just a fuckin' shape. I'm not one of yours And Sam - Sam, not the beast, not the Darkness - ran faster ( ... )

barebacking November 27 2010, 02:26:32 UTC

What is that doing out so soon? The thought filtered in even as the air distorted around him, rendering his body intangible. Always so interesting to watch the body of anyone slide through his own form harmlessly. Still, he had thought that he had more time to return home before the monsters started to litter the streets. Had his mind been wandering so that he did not even know how long he had been out walking? Most unfortunate.

Whistling softly, he called his dear children for assistance. His thinking cleared enough that he did not think that they would be troubled with his thoughts. "It's most unfortunate, but it seems like you'll have to die tonight, little creature." Yaha doubted that it could understand him one way or the other, but he was feeling like talking to someoneAs he finished his apologies, sharpened pillars shot upward, centering themselves around the red designs that began to appear all across the ground -- tearing up the pavement and street in their wake. Each strike upward led down to where the gnomes were that ( ... )

deservesabone November 27 2010, 02:58:33 UTC

He'd been ready for a lot. The spray of blood, the taste of it in his mouth - torn muscle, flesh, gore. Sam had steeled himself for that, and the beast his body had become had anticipated it with an open, drooling maw.

...Hitting nothing at all was a surprise, to say the least.

Sam landed with jarring force, only able to steady himself because he was so used to being in canine form. However strange the rope-faced dog was, it was still a dog at its core. It certainly snarled like one when Sam turned his head back in Yaha's direction, as if answering him. Don't know what the hell you pulled just now, but it's not gonna be that easy to put me down - !

What was that sound?

His ears pricked up, vibrations under his paws. Sam bolted a bare moment before the first pillar shot up towards the darkening sky, a colossus of rock and asphalt. Shit, shit shit! As if responding to his agitation, the tentacles draping from his face writhed and wound into anxious curls. He'd forgotten about Yaha for the moment - Sam's priorities had quickly ( ... )

barebacking November 27 2010, 03:21:26 UTC

Swinging the blade about, he remembered this feeling. It was not the same as fighting Riku, but he would make it just as fun for his children. Running literally through the pillars, he arrived at the creature's side. His heels skidding across the gravel just as the force of the initial attack had caused the beast to do the same. I'm glad that there is only one of you. If there were too many, that would be most unfortunate.

Once more the air shifted around his body making him tangible. It would do no good to attack someone if he could not touch them either. The blade pointed downward for a second like he would skewer it and be done with the battle, but he could hear the clamoring of the gnomes beneath the ground. Their screams echoing from the holes in the street. Honestly, he could not be sure what it was that they wanted. Not ever. It was like a fun guessing game most of the time, and as it was, he thought he understood what it was that they wanted. You want to play some more? Fine, play with this one.Turning the blade to the blunt ( ... )

deservesabone November 27 2010, 04:15:49 UTC

Well, so much for this being a viable plan. Sam was beginning to have serious doubts about how smart this had been, now that his rage was melting away. Funny how pain and panic could stifle anger.

Not the sort of funny you'd want to laugh at, of course.

The screaming disoriented him. God, what an unholy wailing; it set his teeth on edge, his tail tucking as he tested his leg. Not broken, thank god, couldn't deal with that right now, but I'd bet my breakfast there's gonna be a bruise. But if a bruise was all he got out of this with, Sam wasn't going to complain. ....The trouble was, a number of factors were making that seem less and less likely ( ... )

barebacking November 27 2010, 04:40:25 UTC

Over so soon? Yaha let out a soft sigh at the sound of the body of the creature hitting the ground. He lightly flipped his hair over his shoulder as soon as he noticed the red designs appearing around the unconscious creature's body. So, you want to finish it off? Very well. A small gesture with his hand as he gave his leave before noticing that the shape of his enemy was changing. His eyebrows knit together in confusion as he had not heard of this ability of those of the Darkness.

Holding his hand out, even if they could not see it from where they were, they could at least hear his thoughts. Stop. Just as the ground had started to give way, the symbols faded and disappeared from sight. Yaha hummed to himself as he thought of what would have happened if he didn't stop his gnomes. Would have skewered it right through the middle, leaving a sea of red. A beat. But that isn't meant for you, is it? He drew a little closer as his eyes widened a bit - recognizing the man instantly ( ... )

deservesabone November 27 2010, 23:36:45 UTC

Sadly enough, this was not a fairy tale; Sam was no Snow White, and Yaha was far from being Prince Charming. The slightly bloody kiss (Sam had cut the inside of his lip on his teeth when he fell) did nothing to rouse him ( ... )

barebacking November 28 2010, 01:29:39 UTC

"Hello, how--" The question of inquiring after Sam's health seemed to have to wait. Really, he had not expected that he would be struck so soon. The impact of his fist against the side of his face was enough to cause him to be knocked off of the man, rolled a bit on his side as one of his legs slipped down into one of the holes made by the gnomes.

"Ah." It twisted a little as he jerked his leg awkwardly to pull it up out of the ground. Yaha let out a soft sigh as he whistled softly yet again for another pillar to raise and push it out carefully. Scratching the side of his face lightly, he pushed himself up to stand. He dusted himself off a few times before touching the side of his face -- really, already it felt like it was going to bruise. How lovely."That's an interesting ability that you have, Sam." He found his smile easily. "And, I suppose that I don't have to ask you if you are well or not, because it seems like you are." The only real shame was that he lost his nice view. Just watching Sam for those six minutes were really ( ... )

deservesabone November 28 2010, 05:29:32 UTC

By the time Yaha stood, Sam had already scrambled back and up onto his own feet, wide-eyed. His heart was thumping like a jackrabbit in his chest. Adrenaline rush. Jesus fucking Christ he was sitting on me, how long was I out? The idea that Yaha could have done more without his knowledge - and really, he didn't put anything past him, so that left quite a lot to the imagination - made his skin crawl ( ... )

barebacking November 28 2010, 05:48:22 UTC

"Why shouldn't I care if you are well or not?" Yaha shot the question back with a slight tilt of his head, still smiling affectionately as before. Ah, really, such a lovely view. A very soft sigh slipped out at the end.

He did notice the way that Sam was looking down at the ground nervously. Holding up his hand, he tried to catch the man's attention. "You needn't worry about them. They won't attack unless I call them to do so." That was the nice thing about being in a pact with children; that they listened to well to him as though he were their real parent. Do you see Urick -- I can give you children if you truly wanted them? But he dismissed the thought as soon as it came, seeing it had very little to do with the conversation at hand ( ... )

deservesabone November 30 2010, 03:38:09 UTC

Sam glanced quickly back Yaha's way - mostly because he'd thought the man was going to shoot lightning from his palm. (Hell, why not, given what else he'd seen him do?) He was only slightly relieved to realize that wasn't the case.

"The hell are 'they'?" he demanded in a barking tone, shoulders hunched and body tense. Had he fur, it would have been standing on edge. Yaha's calm was doing nothing to inspire the same in Sam; most of him was still on fight or flight response, muscles trembling with the chemical release of adrenaline, pain masked beneath urgency. It was only sheer bafflement keeping him there talking with the man.

He scowled when he realized where Yaha's gaze kept dropping. He'd hardly remembered he was naked before then - of the things that required his attention in this moment, a lack of clothing was low on the list. But before he could snap at the blond with some caustic comment about his roaming gaze, Yaha's suggestion struck him like a jab to the gut.

"Friend?" To hell with talk of hospitals and affiliations. ( ... )

barebacking November 30 2010, 04:07:20 UTC

"My children, the gnomes." He shrugged his shoulders just a little. Really, it shouldn't be so surprising that people of this age know so little about them. Yaha paused to look toward the buildings, noticing the decay spreading. Returning his gaze to Sam, he smiled lightly, unbothered. "I suppose that you can't see them well or at all, but they are really adorable."

His smile widened a bit at the outburst. You don't think so? "I was paying attention, yes. It happened for me, of course." He shrugged his shoulders in a helpless manner. You put a lot of thought into this, didn't you? How did you find that creature? How did you change into it? How long have you been planning this? Everyone is making plans regarding me, and it's so lovely. He laughed a little like he had been part of some small practical joke rather than another attempt at his life ( ... )

deservesabone December 4 2010, 06:45:38 UTC

"...Adorable."

Sam had been so naive to think he couldn't feel anymore humiliated. He watched Yaha jump over the holes his "children" had made like he was prancing through a field of flowers, struck dumb by the elf's sheer dismissal of him. The lighthearted mockery. "That was fun, but I'm done playing now. You should probably go home, and we'll do this again some other time, okay?" Like this had really all been a game to him. Just - something to amuse him.

Sam's rage, his honest, murderous intent... what did that amount to? It wasn't enough that he'd failed. No, he had to feel worthless for having even attempted it. "Silly dog," Maryann had once called him. It felt like Yaha was doing the same. Silly dog. Run home now.

I hate you. Fuck you, I hate you.He didn't trust himself to open his mouth and reply. Sam wasn't Edgeworth; his words would only fumble over themselves in their attempt to express his anger, his indignation and bitter frustration. There was only so much pride he was willing to lose tonight. Might as well salvage ( ... )

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