Gale
06-28-2021, 08:39 AM
She moves slowly, but the Curse does not mind. Mazikeen has killed her daughter today and flown to Tephra and back; the Curse does not need empathy to know she is weary.
When her efforts to return his affections come to an end entirely though, Gale huffs irritably. He’s been waiting - remarkably patient - for her to return, and now she’s falling asleep.
So be bites her, just where he’d been kissing along the curve of her thigh.
His teeth sink into the warmth of her skin, and the hot trickle of blood once more coats his lips. Gale snarls in pleasure, closing his eyes to savor the sensation even as he kisses the wound, as light seeps from his skin and he Heals the wound. It’s only when he opens his eyes that he realizes what he’s done, that he sees the magic that’s seeped out of him and erased the source of the red blood along her leg.
His eyes grow wide, and the rest of him grows very still.
How had that happened?
He bites her again, and this wound does not heal, and so he tries to push away the concern about something being Wrong. But it returns, stronger than before, so he shifts to something large enough to strike her, using violence to displace the frustration and confusion that cause his head to ache.
Gale feels better after he hits her, so he lunges at her again, knowing she is tired. He pins her to the ground, but the lack of fire in her skin and eyes are somehow disturbing. He gives them to her with his Sight, so that what he Sees is fury in her eyes and glowing rage upon her skin, but all the while he knows it is fake.
With each passing moment he grows more aggravated, more frustrated, more furious at himself. He has to fix this, but how?!
He feels better after a kill, he thinks.
So he kills Mazikeen a second time. This time he ignores her heart (he has that already), and instead rips open her belly.
There is a child, just one. He makes quick work of it, but it is without Magic he does not already have. He leaves a leg, small and soft, just beside her face. He hopes it will be the first thing she sees upon waking.
That does make him feel better, but only marginally so.
Time for another hunt.
When her efforts to return his affections come to an end entirely though, Gale huffs irritably. He’s been waiting - remarkably patient - for her to return, and now she’s falling asleep.
So be bites her, just where he’d been kissing along the curve of her thigh.
His teeth sink into the warmth of her skin, and the hot trickle of blood once more coats his lips. Gale snarls in pleasure, closing his eyes to savor the sensation even as he kisses the wound, as light seeps from his skin and he Heals the wound. It’s only when he opens his eyes that he realizes what he’s done, that he sees the magic that’s seeped out of him and erased the source of the red blood along her leg.
His eyes grow wide, and the rest of him grows very still.
How had that happened?
He bites her again, and this wound does not heal, and so he tries to push away the concern about something being Wrong. But it returns, stronger than before, so he shifts to something large enough to strike her, using violence to displace the frustration and confusion that cause his head to ache.
Gale feels better after he hits her, so he lunges at her again, knowing she is tired. He pins her to the ground, but the lack of fire in her skin and eyes are somehow disturbing. He gives them to her with his Sight, so that what he Sees is fury in her eyes and glowing rage upon her skin, but all the while he knows it is fake.
With each passing moment he grows more aggravated, more frustrated, more furious at himself. He has to fix this, but how?!
He feels better after a kill, he thinks.
So he kills Mazikeen a second time. This time he ignores her heart (he has that already), and instead rips open her belly.
There is a child, just one. He makes quick work of it, but it is without Magic he does not already have. He leaves a leg, small and soft, just beside her face. He hopes it will be the first thing she sees upon waking.
That does make him feel better, but only marginally so.
Time for another hunt.