Topic: On delicate matters.

Second Chances

Date: 2013-03-18 12:50 EST
Nikia let go of his hand once she was outside the inn. Then she quickly made her way towards the porch swing, and sat there, before she motioned for Drake. Once he was closer, she peered up at him.

"You're not an Idiot. Just....like I didn't know about you, you don't know about me. Like I've said. I've been through a lot, and my story is long."

She fell quiet here, and eyed him quietly. "Are you certain...you want to know?" she asked softly, mainly because she was certain that once she started talking....she wouldn't be able to stop.

The False Heir

Date: 2013-03-18 12:57 EST
Drake gave an anxious nod to Nikia, a paw reaching out to stroke the scales of his little hatchling son, a soft purr from the red dragon's throat. Cute. The silver wolf took his place beside her, two worried, sea-blue eyes focused on her,

Thanks...And I'm ready to hear your story, I've got all day," he carefully removed the hatchling from his shoulders, a small nip of displeasure before he was in a snoozing state, snuggle into his dad's lap.

Would he be able to handle this truth' Will Nikia ever look him right again? What he told her earlier...He seemed a tad harsh with her.

Second Chances

Date: 2013-03-19 10:35 EST
That was all she needed to hear from him. She took a deep breath to steady herself.

"I'm not from Rhy'din. I'm from a tiny little village that's about a day's travel from here. Well.....the remains of the town are that far. I was fourteen at the time. One day in the middle of the night I woke up to the smell of smoke, and the sounds of screaming, terror, and crashing. Terrified, I went in search of my parents. I found my mother downstairs, clutching the lifeless form of my brother. Before I had the chance to say or do anything, A raider stepped in front of her, and ran her through with his sword."

She paused here, and shifted her weight on the porch swing. The look on her face was currently far away, trapped in a series of memories.

"I tried to find my father. I....didn't have any luck with that. Instead, one of the raiders grabbed me, and started to drag me away. I couldn't do anything. I mean....He was towering....And strong. So strong. He dragged me to a separate room...And ah...I remember hitting my head, when he stopped me when I tried to escape. After that, I faded in and out of consciousness, not knowing what way was up, or down. All I knew was pain, and shame. The man had his way with me, and left me to die. Everything went black after that." She fell quiet briefly, before she murmured softly "I still have nightmares of that night. And Manya....When she called me a whore, it set that off."

She shuddered at that, and closed her eyes. "When I woke up, I was outside in the middle of the street. Things were still burning, and smoking....And...And....I couldn't find anyone that was alive. Everyone was gone....dead. Everyone I had grown up with, and loved like family. Women and children were slaughtered just like the men. " She stopped long enough to sniff, and wipe at the tears that were falling. "I was the only survivor. It wasn't long after that, that Shade found me. He took care of me, nursed me back to health. I became an Umbrafide. It was through shade, that I started slowly rebuilding myself. I gained A Sister. Smoke, and two brothers, Irail, and Azriel. After about a year with them, Az started to teach me Healing magic." A soft breath of air hissed through her. "Things were happy. For about two years. Then....Shade started getting weird. Controlling, crazed. He started trying to control what I did, and where I went. I rebelled against him every step of the way. It was also around this time that Azriel and I were turned into Vampires. The woman first turned my Brother....Then Turned me a little while later. So....I'm forever stuck with the body, and mentality of a sixteen year old. I'm never going to grow older, have children, and I'm going to outlive all of my F*cking friends. I'll outlive you too."

"Shortly after I was turned....I was captured by a Vampire hunter, Lucas....Who I convinced....not to kill me. He ended up becoming my Boyfriend instead." She smirked here. "I was happy again, and then some bimbo started flirting with him. And pissed me off. One of those nights....was the night that I first hurt somebody. I broke Lucas' wrist. I wasn't used to the extra strength I had gained. I'm still not. And then shortly after that he just disappeared. Without warning."

"A year after all that went down, Things with Shade got worse. More fighting, yelling, he tried to control me with magic, and stuff like that. I rebelled again, which resulted in him disowning me. One of the happiest days of my life, because I befriended Toby that Day."

Her eyes flickered towards Him warily. "And after that....You know the Gist of everything. Fiona Adopted me, Xero came into my life....and all this present day stuff. " She shrugged, and rubbed at her eyes again.

The False Heir

Date: 2013-03-19 11:37 EST
Drake just listened. Eyes watching her plush lips move, gazing as those emotive words danced around his ears and revealed a dark, and depressing world to the poor wolf. Visions of her world, what she said and he imagined, they flashed in his mind, blazing red and terrifying black.

It reminds him. Reminds him of home.

The silver wolf shifted Critter carefully onto one knee, hoping the hatchling would not be stirred, and leaned his head onto the soft, cold shoulder of Nikia, eyes gazing down the empty road "I'm so sorry, to hear that all happened to you when you were still young and a kid, seeing...Feeling that all happen in some horrific blur...Like some nightmare." Teeth gnawed on his lower lip, chewing anxiously on his tender flesh before he muttered nervously, ever fearful of every word spoken,

"I...I came from South, Far South, a long journey too...I lived, or well did before...We have legends, bad ones too, one being of Night Terrors in your language...Wolves of the Night, rarely come out but when they do...." Two glimmering blue eyes gazed up at her, tears beginning to well up and his heart aching so painfully, his ribs crushing his organ,

"They kill. Destroy a whole village for who knows what...We thought they weren't real, ways to scare pups...But they were, and they came to us that night, almost a year ago and...And..." He tore away from gazing, hiding his eyes in the comforting darkness of her shoulder, a muffled whine rising up. His muzzle turned once more so she could hear, calm and ashamed of itself

"I was in the Forest one night, reading and being the rebel I was to a clan of warriors, with a torch and book, that's when I heard the screams...Everyone, just slaughtered as they appeared from nowhere, coming into homes, burning most with others inside, we were never prepared..."

Suddenly his maw latched round her shoulder, not in a threatening manner but a pitiful fashion, "I just ran, one must have seen my torch and chased after me, as silent as death itself, and caught my back with a blade, tearing through my shirt, whilst something seemed to scold my back...Another torch I thought. I never stopped."

He gave a long sigh. He has never told anyone the full story, except Crowe, but he deserves the whole truth, being his last line of family left in the odd world, "I travelled from town to village, till here I am, with you."

Second Chances

Date: 2013-03-20 11:16 EST
She Stayed quiet while he talked, listening intently. Then a soft sigh escaped her once he was done. She shifted on the swing, making it move, before she rubbed at her forehead. "Misfortune is cruel....But I'm trying to not let it get me down. I've been pushing past my past, and not trying to let it become the mold for who I am Today. I mean, Yeah, It's part of me."

She brought her shoulders up in a shrug, before her eyes flickered Towards him. Absently, her thoughts were drifting over the day before, and some of the things she had discussed with her friend. Her amber green gaze fixed itself onto Drake. "Have you kissed Mayu?" It was blurted out, though the look on her face was completely and utterly serious.

"I heard a couple of things the other day....and figured it'd be best if I just asked you, instead of just bottling it up."

The False Heir

Date: 2013-03-20 11:46 EST
Drake just blinked. Several times. At Nikia. Did she just really ask him that' That if he had kissed Mayu" He has on the cheek but she's like his best friend and he would never go that far with her, he sees more stuff from the rim of his mug than you could tell.

Of course it had to be Toby. Who else would tell her that, give her that damn impression. Bloody Toby, that's who. He'll talk with him later.

The silver wolf just shook his head fiercely in defence, gazing at NIkia with stern eyes, "I haven't kissed her, not like that, on the cheek, but that's only for greetings or when I leave, and never, never, in that manner Nikia."

He never wanted to hurt her, only to just be someone good to her through all this shit of life. They've both lost something dear to them, and he just wants to forget the past. But how could she like him, not like that Xero, the wolf is just a coward, someone pathetic, what?s Drake got"

Second Chances

Date: 2013-03-20 12:16 EST
She blinked a couple of times at the expression on his face. Then she began to shift uncomfortably. "I was just curious is all. I mean....It was brought up....and I didn't want the question inside my head, souring things. " she muttered softly, before her eyes fixed to a spot on the porch, and Stayed there.

"Another thing." She started, still Staring intently at the porch. "I enjoy your company....and your friendship. I really do. I just....I don't....really feel a *romantic* interest right now. And there's all that stuff that I've already talked to you about. I have to find Xero, and work things out with him. That should be a first on my list of stuff to do. And I need to make it a Priority. I have a terrible habit of just running from my problems, and withdrawing into myself. And I can't do that right now. Not with Xero. Or you. You don't know how f*cking hard this is for me to say aloud, because I know it's going to hurt you, and I don't like hurting my friends, and the people I care about."

Once this was all voiced, she rested her elbows on her knees, and hid her face in her hands.

The False Heir

Date: 2013-03-20 13:19 EST
Well at least she wasn't accusing him, or angry, or pinched him in the face like Xero. That got an amused smile creeping up his muzzle sly before eyes fixated on her as she sunk into the comforts of her hands. He couldn't be angry at her, never. Not with someone as sweet as that.

"You haven't hurt me Nikia, I still have these feelings but I'll be just as happy to see you having fulfilled in your life, and not running away from all your problems like this silly wolf," a playful snicker, a hand patting her shoulder gently, "I don't hate you for this, you're one of my best friends Nikia."

She'd looked pretty damn cute right now. Should he just let her go for the guy who just ditched" Is that smart' But it'd be better than her and him together for a time then realise they aren't best together. That'd be messy.

Drake just reached down, pulled back a lock of her soft hair with a paw, smiled, then kissed her cheek softly "You're a great friend yknow that?"

Second Chances

Date: 2013-03-21 12:26 EST
Those words of his....and the brushing away of a lock of hair caused her to pull out of the comfort of her hands. "Really?" she asked him softly, before she sighed softly. "I just....I don't want those feelings of yours to make the friendship uncomfortable. It....I wouldn't be able to do that." she murmured, before she sighed softly, and closed her eyes.

"And that was the completely opposite reaction I was expecting. I....God. Guys are so confusing." she mumbled, before punching him playfully in the arm. "This is why I should just stick with my wife, and love her." She teased, before a smirk over took her features.

The False Heir

Date: 2013-03-21 13:22 EST
Drake just chuckled at her response, giving Nikia a firm nod and a nuzzle to her neck, the fur brushing against her soft flesh, "It'll be hard for me, just to know we can't have anything serious between one another...I still love you but being friends is okay..." a soft, gentle laugh,

"I know we are," he flinched at the punch, rubbing it sorely, "Hey! What was that for!?" A loud laugh at her before he punched her back, cautiously though, on the shoulder, "And I should stick with myself, and love me!"