Landed Fish

[devwocean]

Who: Orphaner Dualscar, Signless, Expatriate Darkleer
Where: The plaza
When: Now! Dualscar is respawning
Style: Prose if that's OK with you guys?
Status: Closed, though I may do an open one or network post or something with DS later.

Dualscar was pretty disoriented as he arrived in the plaza. He fell to his knees, choking on his gasps, his gills opening with a popping sound and his fins stiff with terror as he scrabbled at his own, unmarked throat.

The last thing he remembered was getting his throat ripped out by the Grand Highblood's teeth. It took a few moments for his body to realize that he actually could breathe, and that he wasn't dying horribly.

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[o8liter8]

"And you're oh so worth listening to? The man who can't even handle a dozen children and shitbloods!"

And then he says something really unbelievable and also very infuriating. Failing to impress. Her cheeks color deep cerulean, and fury snaps into her gaze. "As if the only thing I exist for is to impress you! You're pathetic, old man, who says you're worth my time?"

No one before him has ever made her feel so...inferior, and god, does she ever hate it.

[devwocean]

"I can handle them just fine," he sneers back. "But I wwonder howw wwell you wwill do. Wwhen you find yourself out of your depth, you're wwelcome to come to me for help. I do havve an extra respite block or twwo at my hivve."

Though even as he says that, his expression flickers. He's not sure what state his hive is in, nor whether he'll be going there, considering the Grand Highblood lives next door.

But her blush brings this smirk back in full force. "You do, I think. Wwhen you're blushin' like that at my wwords."

[o8liter8]

"As if I would need your help or put myself in that position," she snaps. "And it's- anger! Fury at how completely stupid and dull you are."

God does she ever want to smack that smirk right off his face. And then kiss him. Yep.

[devwocean]

He just laughs at her, and then jerks forward, reaching out to grab her by the hair and kiss her.

Never tell him that he didn't give you anything you wanted, Mindfang.

[o8liter8]

Oh. Well. Yessssssss.

Her hands instantly come up, digging her nails into the side of his face, biting down on his lip and sweeping her tongue over the rich purple that spills out. Yes this is okay with her.

[devwocean]

So very okay.

He growls and bites her lip in return. Her blood is filthier than hers, but not so much that he minds drinking it down. His hands slip around her waist, and then his claws dig in at her hips, dragging her against him as he thrusts his tongue into her mouth aggressively.

[o8liter8]

She curses a little, pulls away - smacks him - digs her nails into his fins to force him off. Mindfang always kisses under her own terms.

"Less than impressive," she deems it, licking some of their mixed blood off her lips. "Too bad. I guess you've deteriorated even more than I thought, old man."

[devwocean]

She might be smacking at his fins, but he growls and bites at her lips, holding her until he can let go of her as if it's his own idea, not because she forces him. He licks his lips as well, letting go of her and lifting a hand to wipe the blood away from a cut in his cheek from her nails.

"Your enthusiasm showws your wwords are lies," he says. "But I havve some other things to take care of at this moment rather than re-initiatin' you into the wworld a adult black romance. Wwe'll meet again, soon."

And he turns without ceremony to walk away, smirking. The truth is that he really needs some time to himself to freak out about his death and work out what's going to happen next. But it provides a pretext for a good exit.

[o8liter8]

Mindfang elegantly flips him the double birds. Then she's off to find a towel...and something to eat.