Twisted Soul (open)

[silent]

If your going to die, it might as well be at the hands of the one you love. He had trusted her impeccably. Loved her more than he had thought was possible. She was everything to him. His entire world. And it had all gone wrong. She had betrayed him, his trust, his love. She had thrown it all away and crushed him. Ripped his heart out of him and left him bleeding. He couldn’t let her just leave him like that. He couldn’t let her leave. He couldn’t let her live. No, as long as her lungs still filled with air, as long as her heart beat she would try to leave him.

He had used the dark of the night to hide himself. He crept up upon her and grabbed her by the throat with his ivories. She tried to scream out but all that could be heard was a strangled cry. He bit down hard crushing her windpipe before releasing his hold. She dropped to the ground thrashing and grasping for air. He lowered himself beside her and nuzzled her cheek. It’s okay. Everything is fine. You cant leave me now. He whispered in her ear as she gasped for air.

He laid there and watched as her body stopped moving and the life drained from her eyes, clouding over with deaths milky haze. He stayed there till the sun started to rise. Everyone would be waking and it would not do to be found next to her. So he rose to his pillars and set off. Though he was unsure of where he was going he knew that the memory of her would always be with him. For she could never leave him now. She would always be his.

His legs had carried him far since that day. Though he could still taste her flesh on his lips. Still remember the fear in her eyes. It had been a perfect night. One he would never forget. She would always be his now. His first love, his first murder. She had been so perfect, and all his. But she made a mistake. She was going to try and leave him. He couldn’t let her leave. Now she would always be his and he would always remember her.

His eyes looked around him as he walked through the thicket. Its dense green walls loomed up around him and made every thing seem in a haze. It was very hot out and even the shad of the large trees did little to help. His frame moved slowly through the thick under brush of a land that seemed to have only a few travelers. This was a good thing. He had never been one for crowds.


OOC This is the first post I have done with this character and they will get better I promise. Open for anyone.

[ATTY]

I often wondered how my own mother had died. Daddy had never been around; his eyes were permanently littered with idealistic futures that were built on the shaky foundation of an impossible past and present. They had ruined each other, mum more so than dad with her destructive mannerisms underneath gorgeous rosy eyes. Mummy’s beauty alone had reduced him from the savage king to a child, incapable of even lifting a proud finger in defence. She had made him into nothing, and he was nothing but a murderer now, an empty man who lived because he was to proud to take his own life. And that’s why I know it was him that ended her. He snuck after her like a wolf, I’m sure, careful of the wind and the crunch of old leaves underneath feet heavier that she knew. And when she left her perfect yellow-walled haven with daisies growing haphazardly across the lawn, he’d done it. Maybe he left her to be found by her lover, or their own daughter, a hole where her heart should have been.

But she died without me, without ever naming me, knowing me, even touching me. The idea of a mother was something totally foreign to me. I’d only ever known fathers and a brother, and that was why it was the only company I sought. I’d never even said hello to a stranger-mare before.

In the only gait I knew, I danced along on the finest ebony ankles, my legs long beneath a body that was still just short of womanly. I had the slightest curves and narrowest waist tucked up into my loins. And in skins of dark chocolate, my presence was accented by my silver curls. I took a path in the woods already broken in to fit a horse and meandered down it, hopping or skipping occasionally to change the tempo of my dance. And before I knew, you were the big patchwork reflection in my russet eyes, and it took everything to suppress the immediate grin. I flicked my salmon tongue across my full lips, wetting them prettily, tossed my hair into place, and snorted loud enough for you to hear.

“It’s rude to run from a lady,” I purred, angling the contours of my body across the path to block it “She might think herself ugly” (Namaah you liar…)

[silent]

He snorted as he looked about. He was sure he was far away from his homelands by now. His herd had never traveled into a land with such thick foliage. It was strange to see so much green. He was used to sparse open plains with minimal shelter and water. He was happy to be away from all that. Away from the barren lands, away from his herd, and away from his wench of a mother. He would not miss her in the slightest. His pelt was still covered in scars from her “love”. He could still hear her shrill cries when his father had denied him as his son. The anger that had turned on him. That was why he had turned to Juliet. The maiden that had saved him from his insanity.
He kept walking along the image of his beautiful lady dancing in his head. Though when the form of another fair maiden danced in front of him he came to a completer halt. His eyes took in her slender dark build and silvery tresses. A smile pulled at his lips, she was even more beautiful than his fair Juliet. He could still see her dappled chestnut hide dancing in his mind and yet she paled in comparison to the lady who stood before him.

Trust me beautiful. I wouldn’t run from you. He said with a grin as he moved closer to her. And you are far from ugly. Now does such a beautiful thing like you have a name? He wasn’t very good at being around the ladies. Juliet had been the only one he had really been around.

She had cared for him, and it had been so much different that what he had ever been used to. She had been kind, in a bit of a strange way. She had been a neutral and didn’t understand his darker tendencies. She had panicked when he tried to show her his affection. So what if it was a little painful. That’s what love was right. You can call me Sniper, or anything else you desire.

OOC: sorry about the crappy post. I'm still trying to get used to him.

[ATTY]

And the moment your eyes befell me, I was aglow with the burning delight of receiving attention, and how I flaunted myself in those subtle ways. The softest curve of my mouth, the way my silver-yellow ringlets spiralled down from around my dark ears, it all culminated into some sort of otherworldly power that I held over you. And I loved the electric feel of control – something I’d never possessed over others. And as a newly grown up young lady, I was discovering the features and talents I had that could make it all work.

I arched my long neck into a pretty arch, dipped my nose and beamed up at you from beneath my fine brow, smiling deeply through my eyes. I couldn’t understand why my mother would’ve chosen to abandon my father and I, because to be wanted – to be wanted felt amazing. Your pleasure at my presence was more than obvious, and I stretched and curled beneath it like a lioness basking in the sun.

(You can call me beauty) I mused, standing as tall as I could but never as tall as you (if I can call you a materialistic fool). But on the outside I was all glitter and sequins, and I pursed my lips as I thought out my words – ever smiling “Namaah” I said in a soft breath, “… yes, just Namaah” My surname was an obsolete decoration to my first here, no one knew the family I belonged to.

“Sniper,” I tested the word, rolling the sounds around in my mouth, tasting it like an old wine, “it’s a pleasure I’m sure – you seem pleased to see me. Have you been alone for far too long?” I muffled the smallest of chiming laughs as I imagined the damage I could do had it still been a breedable season, as I had captured him with my looks alone, not even with the smell of heat.

“I’ve been alone for years…”

♥ no problem! namaah's new for me too (: