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Post by LAURI TOIVONEN on Aug 17, 2010 20:58:26 GMT 1
Illyria wasn’t to heavy for Lauri, not for a demon, nothing more then a sack of potatoes to him, a small one that he could throw over his shoulder and not really think to much about. It was certainly easier to carry her because she was sleeping, not thrashing around like most girls he tried to carry. He kept telling them not to slap him but they never listened, and then the staff got all angry and annoyed. It was ok for them to kiss the girls here but not him! Wasn’t very fair... But Lauri had a girl now, once he got her clean then he could take her back to his room to sleep. He thought she make a good mother, she was pretty and seemed to like wearing blood. That was good, most girls here seemed to just scream at the tiniest drop of it. Moving her weight in his arms Lauri shifted her over one shoulder and pulled out the bracelet again, it was brighter then before, still taste bad though. Two large demon incisors though didn’t even dent the object, what did it do anyway? Did you have to turn it on or charge it? It just looked like it should do something.
Stopping dead still Lauri looked around, hmm... He swore he heard something and biting his lip he moved on but the voices came again. Saw faces to in the doors but he didn’t have the common sense to be freaked out and just stared at it, holding Illyria tighter and taking a step back. Of course he knew this wasn’t exactly good but he was far to concerned that these people were here to still his woman off him. “Im not Turtle... Im Lauri. Who are you?” he asked looking at the reflective surface of the casing of the notice board, not a overly odd sight considering who the person was.
Soon his mind switched back to Illyria, wanting to make things clear straight away.“You can’t take her... i found her first, so she mine.” He added like a well rehearsed play, obviously a argument he had gone through before, if she did belong to someone else then they shouldn’t have left her on the floor.
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Post by ILLYRIA LATSIS on Aug 18, 2010 5:13:23 GMT 1
It wouldn’t take long for the chattering voice in the hallway to grow louder.. more demanding. The more time and energy Lauri spent concentrating the better he made it for those three to pinpoint his frequency. Magic may be a powerful natural source by all means but it took mass amounts of power to perform such tricks. Even though It wouldn’t take long for the chattering voices in the hallway to grow louder.. more demanding. The more time and energy Lauri spent concentrating the better he made it for those three to pinpoint his frequency. Magic may be a powerful natural source by all means but it took mass amounts of power to perform such tricks. Even though this diverse coven of four was a force to be reckoned with.. they were divided just the same. Without Illyria the circle was simply incomplete and the four cardinal points could no longer be called since Illyria had found her way into trouble leading to her arrival at this very academy. Instead of sounding almost the same the voices started to become more distinct. At first the transmission on the other side was hazy but the harder they tried the better the reception became.
“What have you done with Turtle?!?” A now shrill sounding male voice barked suddenly, his face and torso flickering along the tile floor at Lauri’s feet. Whoever these voices belonged to where surely going to bug the crap out of Lauri. At times the voices still rang out in unison but for the most part they became individual chorus.
“Put the Turtle down!! She isn’t a piece of property to be packed off you psycho.” Growled a female’s voice laden with a heavy southern accent. The females body flickered on the floor at Lauri’s feet, looking like a stereotypical blonde cheerleader type, her hands outstretching as he attempted to grab at Lauri’s feet. Within a few passing moments Lauri really started to feel like the blonde was actually somewhat grabbing onto his feet, feeling the pressure of fingers digging into his shoes.
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Post by LAURI TOIVONEN on Aug 19, 2010 18:42:15 GMT 1
Someone had sent the demon mafia after him, but just to get this girl? Was it worth it, she didn’t look all to special but she must be important for the underworld to want her. Still, Lauri wasn’t going to let her go without getting something back, a trade of items. He was a simple mind, anything shiny from a key to tin foil was likely to get him to drop the woman and be content. "I found her.” Lauri repeated staring at the floor as the ghostly presence swarmed around his feet. “Im taking her to the hospital.” He added with a faint smile hoping for some sort of recognition or at least a star on his chart for good behaviour. He could have sucked her dry or used her to be the mother to his own little devil child but he didn’t and was doing the ‘right thing’ by helping her. Now after, that was different as she wouldn’t be sick and he could do what he wanted to her.
“No! She mine.” Lauri frowned getting annoyed now seen in his tone and appearance which seemed to be getting sharper and stamping at the floor he tried to trample the woman under him. The tipping point though was the blond grabbing at him at which Lauri did like spiderman and half scaled the wall, still holding Illyria under one arm, but even with his demonic strength the position made it hard. With great heaving lunges he moved along the wall towards the door, his grip slipping on Illyria until inevitably her body slipped through his fingers and to the floor.
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Post by ILLYRIA LATSIS on Aug 25, 2010 7:18:37 GMT 1
This most certainly was not the ideal situation anyone wanted to find themselves in. Totally unconscious and not to mention being packed off by Lauri did not have the makings of a perfect evening in Illyria book that was fucking sure. But she really didn’t have a choice in the matter as the psychotic Tarzan started to literally scale the walls as he packed her off into unknown portions of the Academy. Even those voices proceeding by flashing images of strange people couldn’t even agree anymore on the outcome of all of this madness. A year ago if you had told Little Miss Perfect she’d be confined to a “mental institution” with a bunch of mutant freaks you really wouldn’t have gotten anything more than laughter thrown back into your face.
Eventually Tarzan would lose his grip on the girl, sending her crashing back down onto the dirty floor below them. Unfortunately for both of them the sensation of falling paring with the searing pain connecting with the tiled floor was just enough to wake Sleeping Beauty. Fiery whit hot pain blistered through Illyria as she felt something in her arm snap followed by the sickening thud of her head smacking against the floor. Unable to just come too and pick herself up off the floor she barely managed to open her eyes, anything visual coming in as doubles and swirling triples. Letting out a heavy groan Illyria managed to roll over onto her side, curling up into the fetal position slowly.
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Post by LAURI TOIVONEN on Aug 26, 2010 12:05:02 GMT 1
Another loud thud followed as Lauri dropped to the ground with the sound of bones cracking and skin tearing, picking himself up though even if his arm was hanging at a odd angle. He soon snapped it back into place without not much more then a blink of surprise that he had even broken something and returned his attention to the now awake woman. That was no good, he couldn’t do anything to her awake... She looked a bit shook up though, not fully awake just yet... At least the ghosts seemed to have gone for now, Lauri didn’t know what there problem was, acting like they owned her. Lauri owned her! Finders keepers losers weepers, maybe he should claim her properly and give her a bite or something truly mark her as his own. Seeing her shift Lauri did bend down next to her and pulled her body open, muttering some odd phrase to her ear as he put a hand to her head. He was some part Fey after all, he could do some ‘healing’ if he really wanted or remembered he had the ability to. Currently he was just using it to get her somewhat conscious so he could then bite her and tell her he now owned her soul.
“Why does the underworld want you?” he asked sitting on Illyria legs thinking he should find that out before he claimed a wanted woman. Not that he was likely to get a reply as she was still semi out of her head. Leaning in closer he gave the girl another demon kiss on the cheek hoping it bring her round more.
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Post by ILLYRIA LATSIS on Aug 26, 2010 15:56:24 GMT 1
The voices may have faded for now but that didn’t mean they’d be gone forever. It was only really a setback due to the fact that Illyria was now awake. Truly unaware of her surroundings the poor little dear couldn’t really focus on one single object… nothing to focus clearly on. Well that was until the mutant chose to really direct his attention towards her. Something was going on and Illyria suddenly had that paranoid natural instinct to run and hide or simply just melt into the floor. Normally it would have been no problem for her to defend herself but under the current distress she now face Illyria would find herself virtually defenseless against Lauri.
Having her body pried open was no laughing matter and it seriously felt off and so unnaturally to her. This wasn’t right.. nothing about this situation was A OK in her book. From here on out Lauri would simply be referred to as “Mutant”… psycho Mutant to be precise. Feeling the pressure of Lauri’s body weight pressing up against her, pinning her body to floor, frightened Illyria to the core. Squirming like a hot worm in ashes whatever little healing technique started to bring her around more so she could at least semi- focus on objects and what not, still doing no good on her broken arm. Feeling the weight of her missing bracelet all Illyria could really do was scream… her mouth opening up wide as she let out a howling ear splitting cry that surely anyone near them would hear. Belting out the scream like she was some horror film victim Illyria lifted up her right hand, feeling whatever power still left in her amass into glowing electrical sphere. With a crackling boom a short shot of electricity came shooting out of her right palm, directly hitting Lauri in the chest as he crouched over her.
With a loud sizzling crack Lauri would find himself flying off of Illyria, sailing across the hallway before smashing into the wall with such force it made the wall behind him crack under his weight. If anything it was at least stun Lauri enough or knock him senseless. It wouldn’t take rocket scientist to figure out her missing piece of jewelry was in his possession, Illyria half crawling half dragging herself over to Lauri’s crumpled up frame. Patting him down quickly like some cop she located what she was looking for in his pocket, quickly sliding and resnapping around her wrist and fingers. No easy task indeed with one broken arm and a half heal concussion. Illyria would find herself attempting to flee the area, leaning up against the wall as she stumbled and trip… half crawling down the hallway
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Post by LAURI TOIVONEN on Aug 26, 2010 17:00:52 GMT 1
With a wailing banshee beneath him you think Lauri would get the hint to get the hell off but he just sat there, eyes darkening as he felt her voice pierce his ears. He had a real screamer, if she kept doing that he have to shut her up. “Ssh!” he whispered place a hand over her mouth, not the best idea to convince her he wasn’t any danger or going to hurt her. He didn’t consider she could hurt him in her current state. But Illyria did pack a wallop, Lauri wasn’t expecting her to do anything certainly not to send him flying back into brickwork. Sadly it wasn’t enough to knock any sense into the vast empty space of his brain though it did shake him up a fair amount. Laying in a huddle he just moaned pushing up to his knees as he saw his arm had dislocated again. Groaning more he stumbled forward, brushing the dust from his arms and looked back to Illyria. That was not funny, pretty silly really. Lauri was about as harmful as a jelly knife most of the time but what strength he did have he had no idea how to control, he could flip miss sparkly bracelet through the wall to if he wanted fully expecting her to get up like he had.
She wasn’t going anywhere fast, it be easy enough to pick her up again, claim back his bracelet and take her off to his room, obviously she wasn’t all that sick to send him hurtling into the wall so she didn’t need a doctor. Watching her as she limped down the hallway Lauri soon shook of the shock of the impact and half ran half phased down the corridor to be a short distance in front of her. “That hurt.” He mumbled eyeing her arm again, he could fix that... Quick yank and then let nature and Fey healing blood take over.
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Post by ILLYRIA LATSIS on Aug 28, 2010 6:54:38 GMT 1
Alright fuck this shit she was truly not in Kansas anymore and Lauri’s actions just freaked her the fuck out even more… not to mention the entire hand over mouth rapist/serial killer component made her seriously feel like she was in the Texas Chainsaw Massacre’s den of tricks! One minute he was behind her.. the next he appear right in front of her.. a blurred swirl of inky blackness and movement. The world around Illyria reeled, the hallways spinning around as she felt the icy clutches of darkness coming to claim her again. God damn she couldn’t even focus on his with this blinding pain ripping through her head and down her arm, how could she possible defend herself against this fucker if she could barely even concentrate on him correctly?
Opening her mouth again she started to scream directly in Lauri’s hoping her screams would be loud enough to make his ears ring at least at detour him from coming any closer. But sadly enough her screams came out as a chocked garbled noise. She could hear Lauri uttering something but the ringing in her own ears prohibited her from really understanding what he was saying. But one thing she did grasp was the fact when she for the first time stared up into his face could vaguely see the little devil in him peeking back out at her. It sent a cold chill down through her body like someone had just poured a bucket of ice water down her back. She could see hell in his eyes… the same bleakness she saw staring back at her in the mirror every morning. To her this meant the underworld was coming for her.. truly coming to claim her..
A hand came down to her stomach as she pressed her injured arm up against the wall, her fingers lifting up her shirt so she could claw at the intricate tattoo that surrounded her waist and most of her mid section. This was truly her last line of defense against Lauri.. she hadn’t enough energy left over to conjure up anymore static electricity. Right before his very eyes Illyria peeled away the tattoo somehow from her flesh, something coiled and wiggling began to wrap around her fingers. Jerking her arm away from her stomach she uncoiled the Egyptian Cobra from her mid section, the tattoo vanishing as Illyria summoned the deadly snake into existence. Her next movement would no doubt scare the beejeezus out of any normal person, the snake being tossed directly towards Lauri, the sickly hissing sound filling the hallway.
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Post by FABIAN GENESIS ADOLFO on Aug 28, 2010 10:13:21 GMT 1
Lauri eyes seemed to blow to twice there size seeing the snake thrown at him. Ordinarily he liked snakes, he like most reptiles, any animal really but not this snake. It seemed angry rather then wanting to talk with him, hissing and spitting as it flew at him and Lauri simple fell backwards in a whirl of inky darkness. This time it was only Lauri own shouts that filled the hallway, strangely they were almost as high pitched as Illyrias. He didn’t like this thing one little bit, what had he done that was so wrong to be punished with snakes? Claiming a girl was what he was meant to do, he thought that would make his dad happy and mean he could stop hunting.
For a moment it almost seemed like he was talking to the creature, hiss right back at it before trying to bite at its neck, throwing it off a moment and crawling back towards Illyria. It no wonder some men live with other men, Lauri was beginning to understand it now. Women were just to difficult.
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Fabian was still standing in the hall for some time after miss Illyria-knows-it-all had stormed off in a huff, not thinking it was totally wise to follow her even with the sound of flesh hitting solid object. He doubted she appreciate his face again so soon after so he stuck around, cleaned some of the drying blood from the floorboards before wondering out. Still feeling like he should have insisted she see someone if only just to tell her she was fine, Fabian had nothing against being prove wrong if it meant someone wasn’t hurt. But he had caved in far to easy, though sort of manhandling her there was no way he could of taken her to anyone unless she went willingly.
This was the sort of thing you never got trained on, hardly got told about and didn’t think would happen, at least Fabian thought so. Walking towards the stairs he went down, thudding down each step heavily before swinging round the corner to be met with a ear bleeding scream. “Bloody hell.” He said squinting a little and covering his ears, that just wasn’t normal... Only after it set in that he should probably go investigate, but should probably arm himself first. The girl sounded in trouble, he assumed female as no man could hit that kind of octave but he had no idea who or what might be attacking her. Slowly water droplets formed on Fabian hand again until it looked rather like he had a sweat problem, bringing the other hand though the drops turned into a small pool of water in the palm of his hand, which then turned into a large ball. But he needed more water, the air was dry with the heat in the room, at most all he could do with this was give someone a refreshing shower.
Turning the corner he froze seeing a familiar face, two of them actually. While Illyria was somewhat pleasant, Lauri looked damn near demented. Water wouldn’t do, he needed ice if he had any hope of saving Illyria. It was all moving pretty fast though, Illyria probably would say to him if she could that she had things under control, it was all fine and dandy and she didn’t need help. Well bullshit to that, if anything he had to stop her killing Lauri. But to make ice he needed more water, colder or at least to call in more of himself to produce it from almost nothing. Looking around he had no idea what witchy voodoo Illyria was making to charm that snake but he didn’t think it would help, they needed to be away from each other. So taking breath he hoped for the best as he thought cold thoughts, snow, ice, penguins... (had to help a bit, right?) before hurling a shot of ice towards Lauri back.
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Post by ILLYRIA LATSIS on Aug 29, 2010 18:31:17 GMT 1
This was all just too much for Illyria.. today had started out pleasantly and now it was sullied beyond all repair. At least for now Lauri had been somewhat distracted as most anyone would be by Lauri’s little snake.. well not so little but you know what I mean. Curling back up into a fetal position Illyria curled herself up against the wall, her injured arm pinned underneath her frame. Reaching up she curled her other arm over top of her head, protecting her head from sustaining anymore trauma. Never in a million years would it occur to her that this demented mutant was honestly just trying to help her.. is somewhat menacing actions being deciphered completely wrong by Illyria.
Every inch of her body ached… her head felt like it was going to crack open at any given second; her arm pinned under her frame throbbed so bad it felt like it would just fall right off. As she remained curled up on the floor Illyria’s cobra danced around her, effectively creating a good deal of space between Lauri and Illyria. Lucky for him all it did was hiss and jump towards the boy, an effective scare tactic to spook him into running off
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Post by LAURI TOIVONEN on Sept 2, 2010 22:54:40 GMT 1
Lauri did not like being controlled like this, he was well used to snakes but normally he was friends with them not being attacked. He stared at the thing and inched closer just to be spat at more. Hissing back he seemed to be talking to it again in some unknown Harry Potter-like parseltongue not that it would do much good. He had been put in a bad mood, which was more of just a childish sulk at not getting his own way. He wanted Illyria and nothing was going to take his mind off that fact, no matter how much she protested or that snake warned him. He was far to distracted to notice anyone else around him right now and just kept focus on his girl and crept closer, at least until the ice hit him.
Fabian had other ideas about what the kid was going to do and just put himself between the two. Witchy voodoo cobras were the least of his worries with one hormonal, horny crazed demon boy and a stubborn girl bleeding who had already refused his help only to end up in a worse situation. “You can hate me later.” He said reaching down to pull her to her feet and get her out of the hallway.
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