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Post by jackaz3 on Sept 10, 2008 14:41:00 GMT -6
Sion hated having to be on display for the humans. he wasn't ashamed of the way his life worked out he just hated the groupies. the clingers on those who would run back to their Highland Park buddies and say"Dude I saw the master of the city..." The most annoying part was that at one point that would have been him. he would have married, found a job, died in debt and done nothing wortwhile with his life. He at times longed for the oblivion of a normal life. Who was he kidding that after tasted the potential for the immortal would simply not do. Sion hated being so morose but without Andrius around he was pretty much a sitting duck. if any true Master or hell even a really powerful dominant were to make an apperance he was toast. He liked being on good terms with Andrius but sometimes the risks seemed to outweigh the gains. Yes he was never hungry, but if another stronger came along he'd have just fattened himself up like a christmas goose. He was definitely ripe for the picking he could call out for andrius but that would probably annoy him and then he wouldn't have to imagine the pain that could befall him he'd know intimately. Sion glanced above his head the sword that dangled remained invisible...
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Post by hiero on Sept 28, 2008 10:19:20 GMT -6
Andrius summoned Sion to the office as the tiger b=egan to struggle. It was a small feat keeping her properly rolled and sedate. She had a strong will she however was susceptinble to Vampire wiles. She craved power and pleasure like a rcovering addict. The morte she fought against it the more pleasurable the experience became for her. Soon Andrius would have to lay her low but Sions powers would have her in a short time. As well as it would prove useful to see how much the child had grown in his short tutelage. Andrius knew that Sion one day would be a master and as such wanted to dig his hooks in as deeply and invisibly as possible. Showing Sion the promise of earning his full trust would do wonders towards that end. He allowed her mind to surface a bit the better to throw her for a loop with Sions subtle abilities.
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Post by jackaz3 on Oct 1, 2008 13:31:05 GMT -6
Andrius called and as usual Sion came at a run. Andrius for all of his seeming niceness always seemed to be measuring and weighing a persons soul. Sion felt that any thing he did that was the least bit unredeeming would cost him his new found immortality. So when Andrius's power washed over him he nearly jumped out of his seat as if he'd been scalded. Sion knew masters were supposed to be powerful but Andrius seemed as if he was power incarnate.
Stepping into the back office Sion was surprised to see Andrius with a druggeed asian woman. Even in her stupor Sion could tell that the woman was a power to reckoned with. He hadn't been out into the city and couldn't place which clan she might be apart of but her lycanthropy tasted of a hot humid jungle. Images of a monster moving through the underbrush just out of sight assaulted his mind. Looking from her to Andrius his mouth went drier than usual. "My master..."Sion said falling smoothly to one knee his head lowered chin touching his chest. As modern of a person as he was it was honestly easier being around Adnrius prostrate than watching what thoughts might swim behind his eyes. Sion could never figure how he could turn on and off his abilities to seem human. It was extremely unseeming when he did so it unnerved him to the core of his being.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2008 14:26:51 GMT -6
The tigress was winning it had forced Hong to take flight before its barrage of claw and fang. Hong wouldn't allow it to consume her she had so much more to do. No man or beast woul keep her from her self appointed destiny. railing against the tigress which sought control Hong began swimming back up through the scrumptious chocalatey caramel sky that held her in the darkness. She would be free at any price. Thats when she heard the voice "Serve me" it said. Hong seved no one. "Then die like the beast you are" And she was thrown back into the waiting arms of her tigress...
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Post by jackaz3 on Oct 11, 2008 23:38:20 GMT -6
The female were tiger even in her weakened state was extremely strong Sion had reservations about attempting anything against her. If he pushed too hard she might die or worse. He had reservations but he wouldn't voice them to Andrius. Instead he poured himself into his work. He slid into her mind with no small amount of effort. Even as thoroughly rolled as she had to be by Andrius she fought him. Stealing a glance at Andrius when his nose began to leak blood. Andrius face betrayed no emotion he was as still as something carved from stone no metal. A cold metal staute. Sion shook off the creeping dread and dived back into her mind.
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Post by hiero on Oct 17, 2008 8:59:33 GMT -6
Andrius watched as the effort took its toll on Sion. THis was truly interesting he was able to visualize the edges of Sions abilities; as well as the tigers. She was strong but her fig ht was for naught. She would gladly give herself just so long as it appeared that decorum was observed. That was a brilliant thing to know as now he had her. As Sion labored to break her Andrius entered her mind. He spoke telling her that he would save her if she but asked. He would heal her if she but requested. He would make her whole if she but pleaded. He would be her salvation if she but gave completely of herself. As he knew that she would she relented her fight running to him as if he were her only salvation. With a wave of his hand he shunted Sion back to himself. Sion wouldn't be pleased but the young one was raely happy for long either way. Best he know his place. Andrius reach out for her hand easing her to her feet. He would need more tim to solidify his hold on her. The night was waning though sunrise was still hours away he could feel its ever creeping arrival in his bones. Leading The GurKhan into the hidden recesses of Vis's 'playroom' Andrius all but salivated with expectation she had promise.
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