Re: Tytonidays and Nights - Group 1
Posted: 02 Dec 2014, 20:19
Dulce raised a brow at Zakar’s choice of words while addressing Nix. Not that she would be offended so much by it because if it was her she would soak in the energy that fueled it. There was a thorn festering in his paw and his focus was all on Nix when he roared. Now was not the time to be slinging **** and acting like primates. If they weren’t going to move beyond that as a plan then they would all eventually be in cages or worse. The Lionelle’s would be more than happy to come and hand them their asses all over again.
Karina really had some major issues with Doc. It was almost obsessive and rather disappointing to see. They needed her head in the right place not looking to disappear up Doc’s *** for affection. A team was created and it was done so by their leaders. In the tall blonde’s case it was her sires that assigned her to a certain task and role. They had expectations. Hell, she had expectations. This typhoon of what-the-**** was not working. As she finished that thought she heard the unsheathing of a blade gliding free from its holding spot. The woman had lost her goddamned mind. She was in a Lionelli stronghold and she was taking another weapon out dancing like a prima ballerina towards one of their team? She had yet to hit anything they really needed to. So now their own team was bleeding and they had little to show for progress beyond stepping in the door. She as well had managed to **** up her own first attempt at going unnoticed. Her face couldn’t register an expression if she wanted it to. Her jaws tightened and her teeth lined up the top and bottom row nice and neat. Slowly each pressed hard against the other as her nostrils likely flared.
“Let’s save the endearments for later, Zakar. Perhaps you care to take that up later with Nix when all this wrapped up.” The time was ticking away.
Dulce slid the gun in her hand back where she carried it and retrieved her sword. Her eyes went for Karina as she raised it to view. She twirled it and then brought it down as her fingers locked firmly in the position for the strongest and most flexible grip.
“Anyone who raises a weapon to another team member before this is over is out. My vote, my hip checking them out a window, a boot in the wrong place at the wrong time...whatever it takes. We get no where weakening each other and wasting energy leaving wounds we can’t even use our strengths to heal. That made no sense, Rina. It only proves we have half of your strengths to work with. The rest of you and your common sense walked out with Doc.You put your emotional instability ahead of the team, Karina. Are you able to get a grip on whatever is going on or do you need to leave now and get some cuddle time in?”
Eyeing the wound to Emeritus had her more pissed. If she was to go around stabbing everyone with an opinion that didn’t jive with her own in or out of the faction she would have a huge human fan club seeking her out for all the chaos it would cause. Self-discipline and control was needed in each of them. Anything else was a weakness and one that was easy to be used against them. Finding Zakar sobering up to the reality of the situation meant they had a man who would be weak when he crawled out because he would be a little low in blood and no source of healing. He was delivering a message. He was not the one who chose for them to be powerless. That was something they all earned due to their less than impressive performance.
“Zakar you ready to work with what blood and strength you have left and leave the flowery compliments for another time? Emeritus are you going to survive that needless wound and do as planned? Rina...hit the enemies not the team? We go in with the most reasonable plan which nix so far has come up with and see it through? Get this ******** back to the Eyrie as expected and see if we can accomplish it before New Years Eve?” Her icy blues drifted to each one then took up her sword once again ready to get started. “I am ready.” Her focus went to Nix and was looking to head on in.
Karina really had some major issues with Doc. It was almost obsessive and rather disappointing to see. They needed her head in the right place not looking to disappear up Doc’s *** for affection. A team was created and it was done so by their leaders. In the tall blonde’s case it was her sires that assigned her to a certain task and role. They had expectations. Hell, she had expectations. This typhoon of what-the-**** was not working. As she finished that thought she heard the unsheathing of a blade gliding free from its holding spot. The woman had lost her goddamned mind. She was in a Lionelli stronghold and she was taking another weapon out dancing like a prima ballerina towards one of their team? She had yet to hit anything they really needed to. So now their own team was bleeding and they had little to show for progress beyond stepping in the door. She as well had managed to **** up her own first attempt at going unnoticed. Her face couldn’t register an expression if she wanted it to. Her jaws tightened and her teeth lined up the top and bottom row nice and neat. Slowly each pressed hard against the other as her nostrils likely flared.
“Let’s save the endearments for later, Zakar. Perhaps you care to take that up later with Nix when all this wrapped up.” The time was ticking away.
Dulce slid the gun in her hand back where she carried it and retrieved her sword. Her eyes went for Karina as she raised it to view. She twirled it and then brought it down as her fingers locked firmly in the position for the strongest and most flexible grip.
“Anyone who raises a weapon to another team member before this is over is out. My vote, my hip checking them out a window, a boot in the wrong place at the wrong time...whatever it takes. We get no where weakening each other and wasting energy leaving wounds we can’t even use our strengths to heal. That made no sense, Rina. It only proves we have half of your strengths to work with. The rest of you and your common sense walked out with Doc.You put your emotional instability ahead of the team, Karina. Are you able to get a grip on whatever is going on or do you need to leave now and get some cuddle time in?”
Eyeing the wound to Emeritus had her more pissed. If she was to go around stabbing everyone with an opinion that didn’t jive with her own in or out of the faction she would have a huge human fan club seeking her out for all the chaos it would cause. Self-discipline and control was needed in each of them. Anything else was a weakness and one that was easy to be used against them. Finding Zakar sobering up to the reality of the situation meant they had a man who would be weak when he crawled out because he would be a little low in blood and no source of healing. He was delivering a message. He was not the one who chose for them to be powerless. That was something they all earned due to their less than impressive performance.
“Zakar you ready to work with what blood and strength you have left and leave the flowery compliments for another time? Emeritus are you going to survive that needless wound and do as planned? Rina...hit the enemies not the team? We go in with the most reasonable plan which nix so far has come up with and see it through? Get this ******** back to the Eyrie as expected and see if we can accomplish it before New Years Eve?” Her icy blues drifted to each one then took up her sword once again ready to get started. “I am ready.” Her focus went to Nix and was looking to head on in.