Awakening

Nov 03, 2006 09:48

Ward’s eyebrows furrowed in a frown as he clenched his eyes shut even tighter, rolling up into a ball. He could smell the musty forest floor, strong after the morning rain. Nose twitching, he tried to ignore his stomach as it growled. He hated mornings, loathed them. With their horrid brightness, birds chirping and who knew what horrors the day ( Read more... )

Leave a comment

Comments 68

chibi_sin November 5 2006, 06:48:06 UTC
The Edward landed on her, causing them both to fall on to the ground, him on top of her. Sloth could have possibly dodged it, but she didn't expect him to jump on her.

Sloth snarled at him, and attempted to bite him. She could just turn into water and escape, but she wanted to make this Elric bleed! Sloth wasn't going to just suffocate him! She was going to make sure to leave a nice bloody mess when she left!

<'Get off me, so I can kill you, you disgusting Elric! I hate your kind! You all deserve to die!'> Sloth snarled, glaring at the Edward. Her hatered was starting to override her cold thinking.

Reply

elric_ward November 5 2006, 07:24:49 UTC
Ward was surprised that he had actually caught her, yet wary about her going all liquid on him. Holding her down, he grinned, canines glinting.

<‘Well, what do you know. I caught myself a Sloth.’> he growled. He was stalling for time. He was angry, yes. He wanted to humilate and chase off the Sloth, but he didn’t feel like killing her, the unthinking rage having left him. He just wanted to make suer she’d never come back and let him live alone.

<‘Groveling in the dirt suits your kind, you know. All muddy and wet.> he mused, <‘What am I going to do with you now? I’ve got enough problems as it is, I don’t need another mess around.’>

ooc: is LJ doing something wierd for you? i saw this post 3 times, and i've been having difficulty posting

Reply


chibi_sin November 5 2006, 07:34:44 UTC
<'It is good to know you have other problems besides myself. It is good to know you're suffering. I hope your problems increase tenfold.'> Sloth replied icily, anger calming down a bit. Sloth was upset she was currently pinned, but she still wanted to 'play' a while more.

Sloth struggled a bit, trying to get out of the Edward's hold. But alas, his grip was tight, and there seemed to be no way out of it. Sloth frowned, as if she just lost a game.

<'What is your name? If I may dare ask.'> Sloth didn't exactly want him yelling at her anymore. It would just make her more angry, destroying her thinking process. She was, in fact, breathing deeply, trying to calm herself down more.

Reply

elric_ward November 5 2006, 07:41:08 UTC
He kept his grip tight. His anger had receded to the back of his mind and the Elric curiosity about things was coming to the front. He wanted to know…something.

He twitched in surprise when she asked his name, that was unexpected. <‘Ah…Ward,’> he grudgingly replied, sounding like it had been dragged out of him. <‘Do you have a name?’>

He was uncomfortable now. Anger and rage was a common feeling, he could deal with that. Social pleasantries and chit-chat, even if he was restraining her so she wouldn’t kill him, were not something he was used to, and he could feel his earlier uneasiness returning.

Reply


chibi_sin November 5 2006, 08:02:03 UTC
<'Not really. Well, at least not anymore. I use to have a name in my Pride, but I left that name a long time ago, along with anything else. But I just call myself Sloth now...'> Sloth looked reminiscent for a moment, before shaking her head furiously, looking silly while doing so.

<'Those times are useless to me now. It gains me nothing by remembering.'> She turned her head sideways, looking at the tree.

<'I just wonder how my kits are doing though. I really shouldn't worry about them.'> Sloth murmured the last part, thinking aloud.

Reply

elric_ward November 5 2006, 08:06:30 UTC
<‘Kits…’> Ward echoed, feeling a slight wrench inside him that he quickly covered up.

Great, now he was conflicted. He needed to get rid of the Sloth, every instinct he had screamed to just rip out her jugular and leave…but the thought of some kits out there, alone…

He growled in frustration, <‘Okay Sloth with no-name. If I let you go, will you promise to leave me alone and return to your kits? They’re bound to be hungry now.’>

Reply


chibi_sin November 5 2006, 08:29:46 UTC
<'Oh. T-they should be fine. I would be a very bad mother to bring them with me. They could have gotten h-hurt if they did. I left them with my Pride where they should be safe. I wouldn't be able to stand it if they had gotten hurt, or worse, killed. I...would rather kill myself if they all did.'> Sloth stammered. Her body shuddered for a moment, imagining her kits dead or severely hurt.

Sloth loved kits. She would take any kit in, even an Edward or Alphonse. That was perhaps the only time when Sloth wouldn't even attempt at killing one. Her love of kits wouldn't allow it. Never allow it.

<'I am...sorry for attacking you. And getting you wet. You can throw me in the river if it makes you feel better. I'll remain solid, I promise.'> Sloth replied, not wishing to fight anymore.

Reply

elric_ward November 5 2006, 08:36:20 UTC
Ward thought for a moment. It was risky, but he didn’t particularly feel like getting blood on his pelt. Blood was always so much harder to get out. He came to his decision.

<‘Okay, I’ll let you go… but if you attack me I’ll kill you.’> he snapped, glaring down at her as he retreated into his sullen self.

Jumping back, he shot back and away from her, arms held defensively. Just in case she did attack.

Reply


chibi_sin November 5 2006, 09:00:54 UTC
Sloth stood up slowly, smiling. <'Here is some advice on catching Sloths easier. I think you earned this knowledge, so here it goes. We Sloths are pretty much made of water, even in our solid state. We Sloths never go high up into the mountains, due to one reason.'> Sloth then stopped for a moment, contemplating on telling Ward her weaknesses.

Sloth continued rather hesitantly, <'We can freeze. We can turn into ice, and some occasions, snow. That is also why we hate large fires. Too much of it, and we will evaporate in the air and become stuck until we join some rain cloud and fall back to earth. Has happened to me a number of times.'>

Sloth looked down, trying to be submissive. <'If you wish, you can experiment on me. I will lay down on my stomach if you feel uncomfortable with me standing up.'>

Reply

elric_ward November 6 2006, 03:43:49 UTC
Ward shifted uneasily from foot to foot. This knowledge was a priceless treasure, a once in a lifetime chance. But…

<‘Why are you telling me this?’> he twitched nervously, was it some kind of trick or plot, to catch him unawares? It was probably a plot, a sneaky conniving plot. Plots he knew and understood. Plots were dangerous.

But then, she was being submissive, and it sounded reasonable…and offering to be experimented on…

<‘You don’t have to…’> he forced the words out, <‘I understand and, you don’t have to be experimented on.’> He frowned. It was a wonderful chance… but experimenting and doing in battle were two different things. Besides. She could just be trying to catch him unaware….

Reply


Leave a comment

Up