<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'> Adult content inside</span></td></tr></table> Shiden truged through the snow, looking atound every so often for some shelter. "I just had to follow that stupid vision of mine. You will meet someone who will chagne your life... yeah someone will, after I'm a pendragonsicle." He said, finally finding a hill and creating a small dugout, giving him some protection from the cold. "Figures, the one place where my powers won't help is the one place where I have to go to change something." He said sarcstically, making the dugout larger into a small cave of sorts.
Nykjek grumbled to her self <span style='color:purple'>Stupid dragons' </span>she shivered, her six wings flexing in procession as she wallked, she had just been chased out of a village because she looked "wierd" no matter what shape she transformed to if it could fly it had six wings. she shivered violently, <span style='color:purple'>hmpf its so bloody cold here!</span> she said aloud <span style='color:purple'>i hate locals... i could be at home all wrapped up, listening to music, reading a book.... </span>she stopped to look around. <span style='color:purple'>what the hell am i supposed to do tonight? i'l freeze into some type of ice lolly! </span>sitting down for a moment she brought her wings around, she felt them with her paw they were as cold as the night air around them, cracked and bloody in the places she had been struck by weapons and magick. her shoulder was bleeding aswell she noted, to help it she picked up a handful fo snow pressing it against the gash. she hissed as steam rose from it, which was followed by a series of stabbing pains. she yelped loudly a silver tear escaping from her eye. after that she couldn't stop the tears, <span style='color:purple'>why does everyone hate me? what have i done to them? maybe it was a sign... that i should just curl up and die! </span>she continued. she then stood up and began to walk again concentraiting on the pain. if she had been paying attention to her surroundings she would hae seen the icy shard at her feet, she fell over it, her head crunching off of the hard rock-like snow, she lay still, her head to one side, as blood surrounded her from her shoulder. making it look like a murder had just happened. she gave out a small howl, before, ironically she went out cold...
Shiden heard the howl and jumped outside, looking around. He saw a small red spot and ran over to it, looking at the injured pendragon. Is this who I was supposed to meet? He thought, picking her up and taking her back to the dugout, putting her inside it and looking through his sack, getting out some cloth. "What the hell did she do to get beat up like this?" He asked, wrapping the cloth around some of her wounds and starting a fire, then going to the enterance and watching her, wondering if she would wake up.
nykjek opened her emerald eyes ....ahhh, shit... she groaned. she then noticed she wasnt in the cold anymore, she looked at the fire and the at the dugout, she scrambled up into the corner of it pressing herself against the icy wall looking at the dragon. what did he want? was this another 'dragon who was out to get her? she looked at her shoulder, bandaged. <span style='color:red'>who are you?</span> she asked, growling. she had to be wary this might be some sick joke...
"I'm the pendragon who saved your butt from the weather out there and bandaged your shoulder." He said back, not liking her attitude. I save her and the first thing she does is growl, not even a thank you He thought, loking her over before moving over to his sack and getting a fresh cloth. "I need to change that, it's gonna get infected." He said, pointing to the bandage on her shoulder.
nykjek looked down at the ground <span style='color:red'>sorry... umm, thanks for well the whole</span>, she looked at her shoulder<span style='color:red'> thanks... </span>she felt guilty for her reaction and looked at him as he looked her over. <span style='color:red'>do you want me to come over? so you can change it? i couldnt do it with one paw... </span>she moved forward, her wings cracking as she moved away from the wall
"No, you better stay still." He said, moving over to her and carefully changing the bandage, throwing the old one outside. "Just get some sleep, I'll keep watch." He said, tying off the bandage and moving back over to the enterance, looking outside into the endless storm.
she sighed as she curled up at the fire, if he wanted her to sleep then so be it she closed her eyes listening to the wind howl by the dugout. looks like he had just taken her in out of gulit. <span style='color:red'>they're all the same</span> she sighed
"I heard that." He said, turning towards her and moving in front ofher. "Listen up, I took you in because I wanted to, not because I felt sorry for you. I could have left you there to die, but I decided to help you. Got it?" He said, emphazising every word he said by poking her in the chest. He then realized how close his face was to hers, just a few more inches and...Why am I thinking that, what is with me? He thought, backing away to the other side of the fire.
<span style='color:red'>then why didnt you?! </span>she growled, more because he was poking at a bruise more than anything else<span style='color:red'> why couldn't you leave me to die... </span>she looked at him in the eyes, his face close to hers, suddenly he backed away, <span style='color:red'>quite frankly i have my reasons for thinking what i do....</span>
"I DON'T KNOW." He yelled, staring back into her eyes. "I just couldn't, I don't know why. This sort of thing shouldn't bother me, whats happening, I shouldn't be feeling anything, I never feel anything." He said, not realizing he had said it out loud.
she stared at him, she had no idea on what to say. she had never expected for anyone to actually care, she had been sure she was going to die tonight and he had saved her <span style='color:red'>why not? </span>she said simply looking up at him, her emerald green eyes glowing she looked deep into his almost black eyes. <span style='color:red'>why not?</span> she said softer this time
"Because I can't feel, I never feel." He said, his black orbs showing sadness for a second before becoming ice cold again. He growled and punched one of the walls, making a dent in it and cutting his hand on a shard of ice. "You see this." He said pointing to his hand. "I Physically feel pain, but I won't show it. It's always been impossible for me to show anything."
<span style='color:red'>then, what is this that you feel now? why do you feel the need to punch the wall? why dou you yell? those are feelings!</span> she cupped his hand in hers, the blood was going like a waterfall. <span style='color:red'>i think i've had enough blood for one night....</span>
"Anger, and something else I can't Identify." He said, pulling his hand away and wrapping it up. "I misspoke. I can feel, but all I've ever felt is hate and anger, nothing else.
<span style='color:red'>what made you like this? youre not bad looking or anything, you don't seem wierd... no mutations, i mean seeing as we're stuck here for the rest of the night... </span>she turned and sat down, giving a small shiver, and wiping his blood off on her bandage. she had no clue what it was with her tonight, usually she didn't care about anyone, she had few friends, one at tops, yet she felt thr need to talk to him... <span style='color:red'>i'm nykjek sejre by the way</span>
"Shiden udun." He said, thinking about what she had said. "I never knew my parents, and grew up on the streets. I was a fast learner, and was able to survive. I eventually became a fighter, locking up my emotions fully so I could concentrate on my work. I became feared, because I could kill a pendragon and not feel anything about it. I never felt pity on anyone, they always asked for the pain. You are different, you don't want to fight. I felt something about you when I brought you back here, something different, but I can't tell what." He said, a spark of electricity cauterizing the wound on his hand.
<span style='color:red'>i never have wanted to fight, but wherever i go, pain follows. you see, unlike the 'dragons you kill, i dont ask for the pain. so i guess you are right, i'm different...and thats the problem... </span>she panned out her wings so they were separated into three in each side <span style='color:red'>these wings are the excuse used to chase me... but really they want me to react, to hurt them.. so they can feel pain. its a vicious cycle... she </span>slid her wings back into place <span style='color:red'>but it all ends with them looking for a way out of society... but when that happens you want back in</span>. she looked at him just as he sealed his hand with electricity. <span style='color:red'>what was that? </span>she asked indicating to his hand, <span style='color:red'>electricity?</span>
"Yeah, Its one of my trades." He said, thinking over what she said. "True, you are different on the outside, but the inside of you is as good as any other pendragon. I am different on the outside and inside. Thats why I am feared in the underworld of this planet. ." He said, staring into the fire.
Nykjek sighed sadly absently rubbing his arm <span style='color:red'>what is on the inside? ive seen you on the outside... i dont think you're all that bad, from what i gather.</span> she looked at her paw on his arm <span style='color:red'>oh...sorry... i wasn't thinking there... umm. what are your other trades?</span> she looked into the fire, watching it begin to die down slowly
