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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2019 3:57:36 GMT 1
The werewolf was finally out again, he wasn’t going to listen to the bastard who have changed his name. He wasn’t going to do what they wanted. He already shown this. He refused to answer to the pathetic name called PETER he wasn’t that. His name was PHOBIA and that would never change. He growled as he was hunting in the forest. He kept himself hidden and he was able to avoid the bastard guard that used some kind of magic trick on him. He snarled more as he found the prey. A pretty nurse, and he quickly killed the young female. He started to eat quickly and hid the evidence from the staff here. He made sure the body had no identity left. His muzzle was covered with blood, and he quickly left the area, as he heard something coming towards the woods, he stayed in the bushes and watched/waited for whatever it was out there, he growled in a low tone as he heard the footsteps getting closer.
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Post by JULIUS POLLUX HETARIA on Jun 18, 2019 12:35:43 GMT 1
Julius had been on his way to the crater within the forest when he smelt the telltale scent of blood upon the air. Not just a little bit either, but a lot of blood.. The amount that usually means there's a death nearby. There was something familiar about the scent too, something that niggled in the back of his mind enough that he ended up following the trail rather than ignoring it and calling in security. He usually stuck to his own job description, but there was just something about this scent that made him change course. He wasn't worried about anything or anybody attacking him. Julius isnt indetructible but with blood hotter than most people can stand and the ability to change into a creature larger than a double decker bus.. Well, he's not easily intimidated.
The scent grew stronger and the dragon noted the blood within the leaves and sticks upon the floor, not to mention the evident drag marks of a body having been dragged out of view. All it took was the pull apart of the branches of a bush to spot the mangled body of a woman that he didn't recognise by sight, but scent alone told him who it was. A gentle gifted human with a simple but useful healing skill.. And she'd always done her job well. Goddammit. What the hell had happened here?
Julius turned to glare at a bush when he heard a sudden low, deep growl and he bent over to pick up a branch from the floor which he then thre like a javelin towards that bush. He wouldn't have done so if the scent of death and gore wasn't also emenating from that direction. The murderer for this member of staff, his member of staff, was just over there and the bastard would pay
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2019 14:40:40 GMT 1
P H O B I A Phobia stayed in the bushes hiding just in case it was one of his guards. They weren’t able to identify the woman that’s the good thing. It was the staff fault, if they could give him some human flesh, he wouldn’t have murdered another course. He snarled more slightly as he heard footsteps coming closer. There was blood around his muzzle and paws, showing he was the one who killed the woman. He snarled more as the bushes were moved and the scent of the other, was strange. It wasn’t his guard or guards he knew. This one was different and he was curious on how defeat this one now.
As his bush was disbured he quickly ran off and went to hide in another one. He wasn’t going to be sedated and forced back inside to get locked up. He was going to make it harder for them this time. He was sick of them calling him a different name, he wouldn’t answer that. NEVER… He growled as he tried to go behind the other guy, and was getting ready to launch if needed, as he wasn;t going to make this easy and he wasn’t in the mood for staff right now either.
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Post by JULIUS POLLUX HETARIA on Jun 26, 2019 16:56:09 GMT 1
Julius was well aware of exactly where the wolf was and he was a little more than irritated that the damn fleabag wouldn't realise that. His sense of smell, sight and hearing was advanced enough as a predator that he followed the path of the wolf even as he circled around to stand behind him.. His attention was mostly on the ruined nurse, whoever this asshole was had made sure to ruin anybody ever identifying her by sight alone, but he knew the scent of nearly every member of staff. Most residents he'd seen he'd recognise by scent alone too. So he could identify this woman, even looking like the ruined carcass she now was he knew her name. Her abilities. The fact that she had a sister waiting for her at home.
Fire bloomed to life around his feet and he snarled as he turned to face Peter and he pretty much stalked straight over to his 'hiding' place, reached into the bush to grab any part of the wolf that he could and intended on bringing him out to slam him against the nearest tree trunk. Phobia may be strong, he may be bigger than a lot of other wolves, but Julius was strong. He was angry and he was determined to at least break one or two bones of this resident to teach him a lesson.
Perhaps even burn him a little. He is a dragon and a member of his staff had just been brutally murdered.. Phobia should be grateful that he wasn't incinerated on the spot.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2019 23:50:40 GMT 1
P H O B I A Phobia stayed hidden he was going to make it easy for this bastard. He has been into fights which have cause injuries. Those injuries healed due to his wolf blood. Pain was pleasure to him and he would welcomed it more. He felt something grabbing his fur, but pulling against it, which most wolves yelped, but to Phobia he didn’t care. The pain brought that sensation which he loved so much, as his hairs were ripped from the roots, creating a bald patch. The skin was raw was touch, but he wouldn’t stop. He noticed the staff was pissed, and he was enjoying it very much. He wanted his angry and pissed. He enjoyed the woman’s flesh and he would gracefully do it again. It would never stop, no matter what they do. He enjoyed the human flesh. He wasn’t going to change because they told him to.
Finally he was bored with the hiding game, so he came out and stood proudly at the prick in front of him. He started to show his teeth as he wasn’t afraid of him. He could bring anything on. Maybe it would be more pain too. Phobia really hope so, he wanted some pleasure right. He was going to enjoy this, he can feel it.
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Post by JULIUS POLLUX HETARIA on Jun 30, 2019 18:25:06 GMT 1
Julius brushed his fur covered hand off with a scowl of disgust because he had intended to pull the wolf from the bushes and toss him. Next time perhaps, there was literally no way for the wolf to get away from him, his sense of smell and ability to hunt prey down through denser forest than this was nigh on unbeatable. He blames his age for that, he's over two millenia years old and determined enough that he'd be able to track that idiot down even if he turned tail and ran. And that was without shifting into his other form, if he did that then he'd be able to chuck the wolf down his throat in a couple of bloody mouthfuls. Wouldn't that be his just desserts?
The wolf finally stepped out of the bush and Julius just stared boredly at the display of teeth. He could incinerate the wolf if he so wished and it was that knowledge and mental image in his mind that stopped him from doing it. He'd only end up stuck within the medical center which is where he works practically everyday. If he didn't die of course. Julius would quite happily pull each of this wolf's limbs off one by one but he had to be responsible. Killing residents wasn't responsible.
"Go ahead. Bite me." He wasn't worried. If Peter did bite him then he'd end up burning his mouth badly enough that he'd be eating nothing but liquid foods for a while. His blood runs like lava when he reaches these internal temperatures and Peter would be able to feel the heat coming from him even with the distance between them. Plus, if he did bite him then Jules would just punch the bastard on the top of his head hard enough to knock him out so he can drag him (probably by the tail) back to security and throw him at the alpha wolf head guard.
Because this was ridiculous.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2019 16:56:42 GMT 1
P H O B I A The wolf snarled more at the staff. He wasn't going to answer him or do what he says. He was rouge and would never change that. He showed his teeth more, he would fight the alpha's he didn't care, he would take them on. He sense this guy was something different and he wasn't going to challenge that ever.
He didn't know what the guy plan was, but he wasn't going to go back to the building never. His body language showed this, and he was thinking on how to get away from this bastard. He growled more telling him to back away and leave him alone. He was also getting sick of the name they were calling him, he wasn't going to listen to that at all.
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Post by JULIUS POLLUX HETARIA on Jul 22, 2019 10:43:02 GMT 1
Was the snarling supposed to intimidate him? Did this wolf even know who the hell he was dealing with? The taller man frowned, a muscle in his jaw twitched with annoyance. Julius didn't give a damn about whether or not this wolf was a rogue, nor did he care if he had a problem with the alpha's. He didn't care about wolf politics at all really unless it meant there were wolves out and about killing off members of his staff. That nurse had been good at her job and now she was reduced to a pile of meat. The dragon snarled right back at Phobia and decided to give up with this whole grand standing idiocy. If the wolf wanted to stand there all day and do nothing but growl then he'd made the first move.
Jules reached forward to try and clamp Peter's jaw shut with one hand, if he tried to bite him then he'd simply let him do so and use his other hand to punch the wolf in the side of the head and hopefully knock him out.
He was going to be talking to Fabian about this wolf. Perhaps get him a shock collar that would blast him if he walked out of bounds. Or be a complete inhumane bastard and surgically remove every single one of the bastard's teeth.. Jules was angry enough that he'd willingly do something like that.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2019 22:40:35 GMT 1
The wolf kept standing firm, his hackles were raised as he was going to give a challenge. He didn’t care what species this prick was. He wasn’t going to be locked up like some zoo animals. He was starving and if the fed him properly he wouldn’t be attacking and killing. But then again Phobia does this for fun. He wasn’t going to allow some bastard telling him what to do. He was waiting for the attack as he expected it to happen.
Just like he imagine the attack was on and he growled. Before he was able to get from the attack, he felt the hand around his muzzle and he attacked back with his paws. His wolf yelped loudly and he tried to dugged his nails into the males arm, wanting to shred it so much. He wanted this thing off him now as he growled, trying his hardest to pull away so he can leave.
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Post by JULIUS POLLUX HETARIA on Aug 5, 2019 19:16:54 GMT 1
Julius wasn't intimidated by this wolf in the slightest. He knew that if he shifted he could tear the creature in two with a few shakes of his head, or burn the thing to nothing but ash. Hell, he could do that in this form but burning residents to a crisp was frowned upon. Mostly frowned upon. If he'd come across Peter actually killing the nurse then he would have burnt the asshole's back legs to nothing without a second thought and thrown the idiot into the lake to either drown or pull his charred self to the side.. Unfortunately he hadn't been in time to save the nurse, she was deader than dead. Hell, he could smell her on Peter's breath, he could see the blood staining the wolf's paws and muzzle. He was literally seeing red and it was all he could do to remember that he wasn't a cold blooded killer like this fool.
Peter did pierce the dragon's human skin, but the blood that dripped down his arms was hot, hotter than any other creature's blood, it was warm enough to sizzle against the floor as it landed upon the leaves so he could only grin viciously and imagine the damage that it must be doing to the wolf's paws. He hoped it hurt like hell. At least, if it did burn then he wouldn't be able to run. There was no way any creature could run far with badly burnt feet..
"Yield," he snarled darkly, the echo of his dragon's own growl rumbled through his chest, his teeth had already sharpened within his mouth. He could shift his hands into claws too but he refrained from doing that simply because he wanted to eviscerate the wolf and that would also kill him, "I can keep this up all day and I'd rather not break your jaw only to reset it. So yield, before I lose my patience and choose to break your neck instead."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2019 20:32:23 GMT 1
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_______________________ Phobia kept on scratching in defense trying to get the thing off his mouth. He wasn’t afraid of death, he wouldn’t accept them. He will never change and he was going to make sure they knew this as well. His heart was racing like crazy and with the food he ate, he was able to keep fighting longer. There was burns started to hit the pads, but his werewolf blood would heal them in no time. His blue eyes locked onto the male own eyes and he growled, pulling against his grip, and shaking his head like was hunting a rabbit as he didn’t want this hand on him. He would never allow some pesting staff to dominate him now. He has survived a lot worse than this and normally Omega wolves don’t last long on their own, but Phobia wouldn’t fall and die.
“I would never listen to you” he mumbled through the grip. He used the last of his strength, to finally pulled against him again, hoping it would work, as the fighting was tiring him out and he needed to digest his food or it would give him a horrible stomach ache. So this was one last desperation to get free and he shook his head again, trying again to loosen the grip. But it failed and Phobia had no choice but to give in as he had no strength left in reserved, and he growled more. A tried wolf was a lot more dangerous and unpredictable than a wolf with strength.
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Post by JULIUS POLLUX HETARIA on Aug 23, 2019 16:36:34 GMT 1
A few more drops of his blood fell to the floor and sizzled upon the dried leaves, this was getting absolutely ridiculous now and the dragon was losing his patience even more than before. Where were the guards? Where was security at this moment? Who the hell was supposed to be keeping an eye on this freak of nature because Julius wanted to rip them a new hole to shove this stupid creature right up it. This wolf may have a diet that makes him stronger than most werewolves but Julius was not just another shifter, he wasn't just another animal running through the forest, he wasn't even a predator. He was an apex predator and he was done with 'fighting' with this wolf.
"I don't need you to listen," he snarled in response. Oh he wasn't letting go because Peter wanted him too, on the contrary, the dragon released him to instead grab at the wolf's scruff and attempt to shove him down to the ground like a naughty puppy. Just for good measure he'd aim his knee to crash it into his stomach too. If it caused him to vomit everywhere then that'd be better, "you're going back inside whether you like it or not. In how many pieces is down to you to decide."
He didn't feel very comfortable knowing an employee was partially digesting in this creature's stomach.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2019 0:28:51 GMT 1
notes here. @tagged words: #### | Phobia hated losing. He lost the bastard alpha and he now this prick got him. He found it cheap grabbing his muzzle but he wasn’t going to give up the fight though. Even though he was scuffed, he fought the pushed. Keeping his limbs above the ground, he wouldn’t submit for anyone. They would have killed him, as he wouldn’t give him. As his mouth was free, he able to bite and this time, since the guy loved to kick at him.
His mouth latched for his foot and he would bite at him back. He wasn;t going back inside. He shook his head and attempted to get free from the bastard’s hand, not caring that the roots were being pulled from his skin. Phobia didn’t mind pain, he enjoyed it so much it turned him.
“Get your bastard hands off me!” He snarled more. “I am not going back in there!” he argued as he got back to fight some more as he recovered some stamina.
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