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If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Obscene - 07-28-2021 I can see through you, see your true colors Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
Aela had told him to forget it. However, he could seem to forget nothing. Not of the way her skin had peeled back as the indigo creature plucked a piece of her heart. Nor the way she had been in pain, the pale scar against pristine gold slashed into her chest. She was not his and yet she was his responsibility. Being the Pampas Prince… and all that. She should take this as high praise really, that he was starting to take action. Do something instead of nothing. The longer he sits and festers, the more scales begin to explode along his fur. So it comes on one day of his increasing need to wander, he finds himself headed to the lake. To Hyaline. Aela would call him fool-headed and stupid and she would probably be right. This was far worse than facing the likes of a mind addled Sabra. But it’s not enough to stop him. Not when the slithering inside him refused to settle, the restlessness to not be idle, the morbid curiosity to see the magic man himself. He had always though villains were wonderful in their own way. Had at most times modeled himself to be one. Gale was intriguing as much as he was disturbing. It would be interesting either way to meet him. The gold and black stallion was well aware of kingdom protocols but that sense of recklessness refused to back down. So he strides past the border as if he belongs here. And seeks out the stallion that Aela had shown him from her memory. Just a little chat. This was purely business after all. obscene @Gale RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Gale - 07-29-2021
white spinal mane and tail, black glowing horns RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Obscene - 08-02-2021 I can see through you, see your true colors Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
All he has to do is blink and then the indigo stallion from Aela’s memory appears. He looks mostly the same as what she had shown him, minus the horns encircling his head. There’s a thread of scent amongst the stench of saltwater and seaweed he brings that leaves a metallic tang on his tongue and the snake within him rouses, recognizing the smell and hungering for it. The dark stallion wrinkles his nostrils in distaste even as the scales begin to form beneath the long thick waves of his gold and raven mane. With no strong emotion to attach itself to, the serpent is still not strong enough to completely take him over on a whim but it waits and watches beneath the surface, awake and cunning. Light dances uncertainty between his long pointed ears as the two simply stand and observe each other. Gale doesn’t seem threatening but he’s well aware of how deceiving appearances can be. He remembers the starry mare and her broken legs, remembers the look on Aela’s face when she had showed him what this stallion had done to her. So he proceeds with caution as well despite the smugness on his lips that says otherwise. Gale comes closer and speaks as the gold adorned stallion stands unflinchingly still. “I’m exactly where I need to be.” He states calmly, the smirk lingering along his dark mouth despite the rush of adrenaline that pulses through his veins. He was playing with fire but Obscene had always been lucky when it came to getting burned. Hopefully luck would see him through today. Gale’s brow raises in a very familiar way and he merely chuckles. “You look just like her when you do that. But you know that, don’t you?” It’s not quite clear if he’s merely musing to himself aloud or speaking to the thing known as Gale. But he’s aware now that Aela’s brother is something other and not exactly her brother anymore. He is quiet for a moment as he considers the navy blue horse that was causing such a stir. “I simply wanted to meet you. It’s not every day that my Seneschal has a piece of her heart eaten.” There is a flicker of the snake behind his dark crimson eyes as his anger starts to flare and smolder in the pit of his belly. “Careful.” The Wisp above him warns and he begrudgingly acknowledges it, forcing his muscles to relax beneath taunt skin. “I thought we should have a chat to make sure it doesn’t happen again to her or anyone else that calls the Pampas home.” He gives a slight shrug, as if the rest of the world could burn for all he cares, an expression of indifference easily falling across his face. Of course that’s not exactly true but the less this thing knows, the better. obscene @Gale RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Gale - 08-02-2021
RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Obscene - 08-08-2021 I can see through you, see your true colors Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
There is no shakiness in his demeanor, nothing that would give away the heightened anticipation that bundles his nerves into a gelatinous puddle that drops into his stomach. He had too much experience wearing a mask of utter disinterest and it serves him well here, in the dragon’s den with the devil itself. The serpent dilates behind the darkening vermillion of his eyes in the silence that follows Gale’s response despite the unamused grin that finds the Fae’s lips. The same thought comes to mind as it does the stallion before him, of trying to tether Aela. As if anyone could stop her from seeking the chaos she so craved. He should find Gale’s words amusing but there is no missing the meaning behind them, the subtle threat that lingers there. The strange stallion seems to change slightly but its the tightening of the other’s mouth that catches his main focus. He can feel the tensions shifting, rising, between them. An inevitable tempest brewing on the winds. “We both know that won’t do.” He says quietly, that smug smirk never wavering despite his growing trepidation. “Surely someone like you can come up with a more imaginative deal than that.” What did this being know about the Fae? Would Gale know about their penchant for bargains and slippery contracts? Obscene is curious to just how cunning this thing is, would it see the fairy trick (or trap depending on how one viewed it) that could be struck between them? The gold dusted stallion isn’t above trying for the sake of protecting his own interests. Mostly for those few he cared about… including the ones that he obsessed over unwillingly. The snake hisses somewhere deep in his chest as it senses the danger in the air and sends a few scattered scales to click into place around his hocks. Wary, watching, waiting to see how Gale would take his unflinching resolve to not leave here without some sort of resolution. He is curious if mentioning Aela further might get him anywhere but he holds off for now, not wanting to draw Gale’s attention back to her if he could help it. And as for Cheri… He hopes to keep her off the menu entirely. obscene @Gale RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Gale - 08-13-2021
RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Obscene - 08-16-2021 I can see through you, see your true colors Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
If he had known that the Curse had plucked Cheri from his head he might have turned feral right there and then. If he had known that his coming here had drawn the magicians’s eye to her then he would have never come at all, even to avenge the wrongs done to Aela. But he is ignorant to the image that Gale is able to fish from the nets of his mind and as he sees the smile on the others face in consideration of his “deal” he relaxes. Just slightly. There is one thing that the Curse and the Dark Fae Prince share in common and that is a natural affinity towards mischief. Of course what the Curse found to be mischievous held much darker intentions then most of the pot stirring he usually liked to insert himself into but he sees that thread, that connection, and holds on to it like a lifeline. The brightness begins to dim as his red eyes turn even darker at the mention of Tephra. It’s not stealing the child that bothers him, after all the Fae loved a changeling child which required taking one that wasn’t yours to begin with. It’s the thought of returning to the ash-lands, to his birth place, that makes his eyes flash with distaste. He had hoped to never go back to that damned land ever again. However the offer is an interesting one and he makes a show of considering it as his gaze wanders to the peaceful lake and then back to the blood-flecked stallion before him. “If I steal this child, then you’ll leave the South untouched.” He states, making it clear that this is the only compromise he would settle for. He wonders if the Curse will notice how he didn’t specifically say anything about bringing Sickle to Hyaline and hopefully won’t acknowledge that little loophole he’s left for himself. He has a feeling Aela will have her own thoughts on this deal and if he does end up taking this child then perhaps it will be the golden striped mare he sends in his place to deliver her… If he ends up delivering her at all. There is nothing in him that trusts this stallion, this creature, but he will play along as long as he can if it means giving those few he cares about a fighting chance of survival. obscene @Gale RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Gale - 08-17-2021
RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Obscene - 08-23-2021 I can see through you, see your true colors Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
He watches Gale look out across the lake as if thinking hard and long about what he had said. There is a slight quirk to the corner of his lips, twisting downward as his red eyes blaze with a flicker of displeasure. He smooths it before the other can look back at him and takes a moment to think himself. He assumes the child must mean something to Gale if he is requesting her. Not enough to go and get her himself but enough to get involved. Unless that was a trick as well, pretending not to care. The dark Fae had plenty of experience in that himself. He does not give away a single thing as Gale finally looks back at him and counters with an offer of his own. He had figured that this thing would be smart and not as easily tricked as he would like. However he makes note of the exact phrasing and gives a rather wry smile as the pupils of his darkening eyes narrow into very narrow slits. A slithering sensation rising in his chest. It seems this would be a game of riddles after all. Who would be cleverer? He wonders. This is a dangerous game but it is a game and he finds himself suddenly keen to play it. “Deal.” He says with that smug confident smirk, the slitted red eyes glittering with anticipation. “This has been… pleasant. Until next time… Gale.” obscene @Gale RE: If I can't be better than them, I'll become much worse - Gale - 08-24-2021
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