Poster's Note - The following is taken from a log of live play with permission of both muns. Thanks~!! ]
Double double toil and trouble, nothing is normal where the Doll is concerned.
Slipping behind the bar, some coins were quickly tilled, as Brian then tapped himself an ale. A glance around once more, as he slipped patron side once more, and then searched for a table.
Beneath a table, then a chair where It bubbled and boiled into the crown of a white head and mere slivers of crystal blue became visible. And panned around, slitted in a smirk that was hidden by the floorboards.
A table found, as he took a seat. A long sip taken, as he tried to relax a bit.
Damn, not the right table. But it was nearby enough. The blob of murky black rippled and oozed out from Its hiding place... where it grew into that of The Doll. It cracked Its neck and stretched Its back with many pops and whines of ancient, strained joints. "Well, well..." smirking expression tossed around the commons.
A glance around and quite the raised brow, as he saw the 'Doll', was it? A slow sip, as he nodded to what appeared to be the bat, herself.
Random pieces of the room are caught in Its ever-moving gaze, but he's not the one It wants to notice. No, there was another that was more on Its mind, and It couldn't control the snicker that escaped its glossy lips. "You're rather cordial, Ravenlock. Funny, isn't it, Lain..?" Tilt of the head, talking to Itself. That smile spans ever wider.
"Raven-- Lain? Very funny.. It's been a while, so how have you been?" A raised brow yet again, as he looked upon his family. A faint smile offered to her, as he sipped his ale once more.. Yet quite the tense feeling came over him, for some reason..He could not place a finger on it, so to speak.
Did he not know? How could he not.. It was blue, It was black, It was sneering, It was heckling. "You're.. how should I put it.." Slow strides take It to his table and two slams later, for It had smashed Its palms against the would and leaned forward, It spoke. "You've gotten even more stupid.."
He placed it, just a bit.. Calmly his eyes watched her once more, as he realized what he may be dealing with... His mind raced back to that night where he and Wyheree, along with others, fought what was Lain, and Alex.. The night he had been thrown from the horse.. So long ago, and yet the feeling was as if it were happening all over again, as he eyes what was Lain before him.. "What are you doing, back?"
One thin hand lifted, fingers wavering, reaching for his forehead. Its head tilted dangerously to the side, looking unnatural. Causing a crackling sound to pierce the air. " .. you remember me, Ravenlock..? How sweet.." Nails drag on the table as It pulls Itself to Its natural height. Another sneer, leaving his question unanswered.
"I do remember you, unfortunately.. What have you done to Lain? Why are you here?" Slowly the chair shifted back, as the drink was set down. His eyes never leaving her, however..
Another crack of the neck and Its head was righted. Its tongue slid over Its lips, rewetting them. "Who says I've done anything to her..? Do you care, Ravenlock..? Aww..." Heckles best befitting some sort of evil beast hissed from behind clenched teeth. "Do you hear that, Lain..? Lain.." Crystal blue eyes narrow to knife-slits and lock on Brian's. "She doesn't believe you."
Spectacled blues narrowed, as he lifted his hand to remove his antique specs.. A cant of head took hold, as Brian regarded the Doll, carefully once more.. A short time ago he would have easily leapt into the fray, but this was not that time.. Things were happening, and this seemed like something more than what he was seeing, firsthand.. Still he asked once more. "What have you done with Lain...?"
"Wonderous, it is, isn't it, Lain..? Lain.. such concern for you and, yet, lacking.. for Alex." Its eyes flared wide, and shadowy noodles undulated from the tips of Its fingers. It brought them up before Its eyes and watched them dance along the digits, across that glass ring. "Does he know about that, Lain..? Probably not. As you can see, Ravenlock, she's fine. She's right here, she's with me and..? She's quite perturbed with you. Tell me, fake brother, do you play Family only when it suits you..?"
Oh that stuck a nerve... And Brian made NO effort to hide that whatsoever, as his eyes narrowed more so, coupling with the open tremor that took over his being. The specs were tucked into a pocket, as Brian sprang to his feet, coming to full height, and closed the gap between them to barely an inch or two. The anger evident, as he replied in kind. "Let me tell you something, you #$%^&* b***h ! My brother lived his life, and that was that, what I feel or do not feel is no one's concern save my own, and I will be damned if someone, calls my loyalty to my clan and family into question, let along some #$%^&* parasite with NO being of their own!"
It laughed, Its mouth opening wide, too wide. Nearly tearing the flesh at the corners of Its lips. "Yooouuu'rrreee fuuunnnyyy.." It wasn't wavering an inch. Did It want to get hit? Wasn't It always like that, though? Stark white bangs were limp and sliced Its features to pieces. It stared up at Brian through eyes that were flat but alive. Like stained glass. "Such vulgarity.. It's true, he did. And yet you rebuked him. Countless times.." waving Its hand like he mattered little more than a fly. Which, in Its mind, he probably did. "You're lying, Ravenlock. Your image is dear to you. Otherwise you wouldn't have fought so hard for redemption. All those sins. I hear your dirty soul makes me look clean.."
"My soul is of no concern to you, or anyone else.. What I have done, is what I needed to do, and I made peace with myself, a long time ago for that.. You have no place here.. None! Bring her back, you filthy b***h .. Find someone else to infect, and leave her be. She does not deserve this.." A slight quiver of lips, as yet another nerve was struck! His hand flexing a bit, as the notion to strangle the hell outta her came to mind more than once, yet he refrained..
"No you didn't. You're too easily riled about.." Lowering Its voice to a dangerous hiss. "What will your children think..?" Tutting Its tongue now, It took a few steps back, extended Its arms, and waggled Its fingers. It noticed that look.. "Bring it, Hero. Because much like what you think doesn't concern me, what I do to Lain doesn't concern you either."
"Anytime you want.."
"Violence waits for no woman, Ravenlock," upnodding to him, then touching Its mouth. "I'll give you a free one even. And please, don't run. What do you prove by running? Do you think you're strong? Do you think you're protecting someone? This world is made up of all of sooooorts of idiots waiting on a spine donor.. Although.. you always DID have a stick up your ass, perhaps THAT's what's standing you up." Leather grinds against leather as It crosses Its arms. "You.. are.. pathetic."
"You gonna talk, or are we gonna walk, sweet cheeks?" A hand slid to his sword belt, as a pair black leather gloves were slid on.
"From my recollection.. it was your turn to attack me, Hero. But let's take it outside.. you never know who many be watching." Ominous..? Perhaps that's what It was going for. Its duster billowed behind It, hard soles of boots thunking relentlessly on the floorboards. Complete with the jangle of spurs even though It lacked a horse. Its eyes slid around in their sockets. It was expecting a cheap shot. Why? It DEALT out cheap shots.
He had had more than enough, if she wanted a cheap shot he would give it her in spades! Rearing back, he let loose with right handed hay maker, upside her head from behind, and followed with a twist around elbow from his left arm. Hands grasping her with a hard nature, as he let inertia take the pair to, and right through the alley door way!
"Nyah haaaaa.." a wheezing gasp as It allowed Itself to be ushered out. "I'll be sure to tell your whore.."
"Tell the devil first bitch!"
And out they went.
Double double toil and trouble, nothing is normal where the Doll is concerned.
Slipping behind the bar, some coins were quickly tilled, as Brian then tapped himself an ale. A glance around once more, as he slipped patron side once more, and then searched for a table.
Beneath a table, then a chair where It bubbled and boiled into the crown of a white head and mere slivers of crystal blue became visible. And panned around, slitted in a smirk that was hidden by the floorboards.
A table found, as he took a seat. A long sip taken, as he tried to relax a bit.
Damn, not the right table. But it was nearby enough. The blob of murky black rippled and oozed out from Its hiding place... where it grew into that of The Doll. It cracked Its neck and stretched Its back with many pops and whines of ancient, strained joints. "Well, well..." smirking expression tossed around the commons.
A glance around and quite the raised brow, as he saw the 'Doll', was it? A slow sip, as he nodded to what appeared to be the bat, herself.
Random pieces of the room are caught in Its ever-moving gaze, but he's not the one It wants to notice. No, there was another that was more on Its mind, and It couldn't control the snicker that escaped its glossy lips. "You're rather cordial, Ravenlock. Funny, isn't it, Lain..?" Tilt of the head, talking to Itself. That smile spans ever wider.
"Raven-- Lain? Very funny.. It's been a while, so how have you been?" A raised brow yet again, as he looked upon his family. A faint smile offered to her, as he sipped his ale once more.. Yet quite the tense feeling came over him, for some reason..He could not place a finger on it, so to speak.
Did he not know? How could he not.. It was blue, It was black, It was sneering, It was heckling. "You're.. how should I put it.." Slow strides take It to his table and two slams later, for It had smashed Its palms against the would and leaned forward, It spoke. "You've gotten even more stupid.."
He placed it, just a bit.. Calmly his eyes watched her once more, as he realized what he may be dealing with... His mind raced back to that night where he and Wyheree, along with others, fought what was Lain, and Alex.. The night he had been thrown from the horse.. So long ago, and yet the feeling was as if it were happening all over again, as he eyes what was Lain before him.. "What are you doing, back?"
One thin hand lifted, fingers wavering, reaching for his forehead. Its head tilted dangerously to the side, looking unnatural. Causing a crackling sound to pierce the air. " .. you remember me, Ravenlock..? How sweet.." Nails drag on the table as It pulls Itself to Its natural height. Another sneer, leaving his question unanswered.
"I do remember you, unfortunately.. What have you done to Lain? Why are you here?" Slowly the chair shifted back, as the drink was set down. His eyes never leaving her, however..
Another crack of the neck and Its head was righted. Its tongue slid over Its lips, rewetting them. "Who says I've done anything to her..? Do you care, Ravenlock..? Aww..." Heckles best befitting some sort of evil beast hissed from behind clenched teeth. "Do you hear that, Lain..? Lain.." Crystal blue eyes narrow to knife-slits and lock on Brian's. "She doesn't believe you."
Spectacled blues narrowed, as he lifted his hand to remove his antique specs.. A cant of head took hold, as Brian regarded the Doll, carefully once more.. A short time ago he would have easily leapt into the fray, but this was not that time.. Things were happening, and this seemed like something more than what he was seeing, firsthand.. Still he asked once more. "What have you done with Lain...?"
"Wonderous, it is, isn't it, Lain..? Lain.. such concern for you and, yet, lacking.. for Alex." Its eyes flared wide, and shadowy noodles undulated from the tips of Its fingers. It brought them up before Its eyes and watched them dance along the digits, across that glass ring. "Does he know about that, Lain..? Probably not. As you can see, Ravenlock, she's fine. She's right here, she's with me and..? She's quite perturbed with you. Tell me, fake brother, do you play Family only when it suits you..?"
Oh that stuck a nerve... And Brian made NO effort to hide that whatsoever, as his eyes narrowed more so, coupling with the open tremor that took over his being. The specs were tucked into a pocket, as Brian sprang to his feet, coming to full height, and closed the gap between them to barely an inch or two. The anger evident, as he replied in kind. "Let me tell you something, you #$%^&* b***h ! My brother lived his life, and that was that, what I feel or do not feel is no one's concern save my own, and I will be damned if someone, calls my loyalty to my clan and family into question, let along some #$%^&* parasite with NO being of their own!"
It laughed, Its mouth opening wide, too wide. Nearly tearing the flesh at the corners of Its lips. "Yooouuu'rrreee fuuunnnyyy.." It wasn't wavering an inch. Did It want to get hit? Wasn't It always like that, though? Stark white bangs were limp and sliced Its features to pieces. It stared up at Brian through eyes that were flat but alive. Like stained glass. "Such vulgarity.. It's true, he did. And yet you rebuked him. Countless times.." waving Its hand like he mattered little more than a fly. Which, in Its mind, he probably did. "You're lying, Ravenlock. Your image is dear to you. Otherwise you wouldn't have fought so hard for redemption. All those sins. I hear your dirty soul makes me look clean.."
"My soul is of no concern to you, or anyone else.. What I have done, is what I needed to do, and I made peace with myself, a long time ago for that.. You have no place here.. None! Bring her back, you filthy b***h .. Find someone else to infect, and leave her be. She does not deserve this.." A slight quiver of lips, as yet another nerve was struck! His hand flexing a bit, as the notion to strangle the hell outta her came to mind more than once, yet he refrained..
"No you didn't. You're too easily riled about.." Lowering Its voice to a dangerous hiss. "What will your children think..?" Tutting Its tongue now, It took a few steps back, extended Its arms, and waggled Its fingers. It noticed that look.. "Bring it, Hero. Because much like what you think doesn't concern me, what I do to Lain doesn't concern you either."
"Anytime you want.."
"Violence waits for no woman, Ravenlock," upnodding to him, then touching Its mouth. "I'll give you a free one even. And please, don't run. What do you prove by running? Do you think you're strong? Do you think you're protecting someone? This world is made up of all of sooooorts of idiots waiting on a spine donor.. Although.. you always DID have a stick up your ass, perhaps THAT's what's standing you up." Leather grinds against leather as It crosses Its arms. "You.. are.. pathetic."
"You gonna talk, or are we gonna walk, sweet cheeks?" A hand slid to his sword belt, as a pair black leather gloves were slid on.
"From my recollection.. it was your turn to attack me, Hero. But let's take it outside.. you never know who many be watching." Ominous..? Perhaps that's what It was going for. Its duster billowed behind It, hard soles of boots thunking relentlessly on the floorboards. Complete with the jangle of spurs even though It lacked a horse. Its eyes slid around in their sockets. It was expecting a cheap shot. Why? It DEALT out cheap shots.
He had had more than enough, if she wanted a cheap shot he would give it her in spades! Rearing back, he let loose with right handed hay maker, upside her head from behind, and followed with a twist around elbow from his left arm. Hands grasping her with a hard nature, as he let inertia take the pair to, and right through the alley door way!
"Nyah haaaaa.." a wheezing gasp as It allowed Itself to be ushered out. "I'll be sure to tell your whore.."
"Tell the devil first bitch!"
And out they went.