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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 6:48 pm
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Kam found himself breathing hard under what Gurzil was pushing into him and the other slaves, his eyes fluttering with it until his master set the slaves loose. He started to follow them at first, his mind almost overwhelmed. But his own innate nature finally caught up with him and simply fed on the passionate nature of rage, giving him the ability to regain control of his mind.
That left him following in his master's wake, his body still shivering from Gurzil's power.
One of the few things that had irked at Gurzil was the fact that Kam could turn just about everything he pushed into the slave into a feed for his Incubus side. After all, war often inspired lust and passion. But it eventually became a mark of how strong Kam was and thus increased Gurzil's standing and threat to others.
Still, this incident left Kam needing some more intimate time with his master with a keen and biting ache inside of him. It left him that much more ruthless as some of the Re fighters thought to defend themselves by attacking Gurzil. Every one of them died in various ways.
Some of them died from a blade or a garrotte. But others died in much more ruthless ways: died as their bodies exploded with passion, hearts exploding in their bodies from an overload of passion or rage or fear, all amped up to the point that their bodies couldn't handle it. Then he set loose with what he'd inherited from his mother: Ice.
He froze some of the fighters where they stood, some of them alive but trapped in the ice but others literally frozen to death.
Whenever this was over, or Gurzil's mood had shifted, the war demon was going to have to turn his slave from killing to something much more normal... |
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 6:31 pm
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Gurzil
Gurzil walked into the tent chuckling gleefully, and paused when he saw Kam kneeling in the center. " Oh get up silly. Gurzil no punish Kammy for behaving exactly how Gurzil wanted." The insane war demon sauntered over, and lifted Kam to his feet.
Then he moved over to the bath, undressing as he went, and sliding into the tub. He began singing a joyful tune, taking pauses to speak to Kam. " Crazy lady show Gurzil aaall he want to know.... About them anway." He frowned, and then returned to his song. " Soo.Set me free, My.....Hooneey BEEEE!" His head moving side to side, to unheard music.
" Shut it PIG....you screwed it up!!" Gurzil had just sung one of the lyrics, incorrectly. Which caused him to stop, and berate himself in a high pitched voice, as if he wasn't crazy enough. " NO! HEhehehehehe Gurzil IS GOD....You didn't haaave too look myy waay. Your eeeyes still Hauuunt me tiiil this day......" He sung this as he ran his fingers through Kam's hair. " Did you notice anything that might have made good Ol' Gurzil happy?" The Demon chuckled. " Crazy Lady was Kinda.....Enticing"
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 8:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 8:45 pm
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Kam simply shrugged one shoulder and rinsed out Gurzil's hair then toweled it dry and moved to set another towel out for his master to dry off with when he was ready. The threat was something he was used to. Gurzil made that threat at least once a month, so he didn't pay it much attention now. After all, he was the demon's willing and devoted slave. Esabel would wind up being nothing more than a distraction at best.
As for the rest, he gave another shrug and moved to set out some clothes for his master, "With Raphael on the job, I wouldn't expect them to know where the hybrid is. I recognized his scent back at the base. I expected the higher ranking demons to hire someone else, but I wasn't expecting them to shell out the cash for Raphael Goldwing. If they told him something other than the truth, he'd certainly go rogue on the job and disappear with the hybrid. Stupid of them, I think," he commented as he worked to set the tent to rights.
"Your pet's pretty smart, you know... Smart of you to keep him around," came a voice from the top of the tent, where Esabel was floating on her back with her hands laced under her head and now started humming a random tune that was actually at odds with the one Gurzil had been singing.
She slowly eased herself down until she was sitting in Gurzil's favorite chair. Well, not sitting, exactly. More like laying across it, with her feet over one arm and her back against the other. She was dressed in a pair of white short-shorts, a white tank top, black flat-soled knee boots, and fingerless gloves. She looked around the tent with a distracted air, twisting a lock of hair around her fingers.
Kam froze the moment she spoke but finally got himself moving again and simply set another plate at the table then moved over to the tub to hold up the towel for his master. |
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 11:11 pm
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Gurzil
Gurzil look up at Kam's offer to shield him from the guest. He titled his head to one side with an unnerving smile. " Aww Kammy thinks me shy." The demon chuckled, and climbed out of the tub. The water on his body rose in vapor wisp, as he increased his body temperature. Gurzil would never understand beings, who had to live life without the gift of controlling flames.
" Kammy is Gurzil's favorite.....Is why Kammy still in one piece. " Gurzil trace a fingertip along Kam's jaw line, as he walked past him. He looked towards the dark being now lounging in his favorite chair. " What does The Esabel Lady want from good ol' Gurzil, Hmmm...?" As he spoke, he turned away from her to dress himself.
He pulled on a pair of black slacks, made of Egyptian cotton. Next was a pure white tunic, tucked into his pants, and belted with his ornate silver and gold buckle. Last he pulled on a pair of black leather, steel plated hobnailed boots.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 11:30 pm
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Kam shook his head over the display and tossed the towel aside, "Not at all, Master... Just a bit possessive at times..." he commented then moved to pour a bit of wine for them both then moved towards the entryway, "I'll go see if any of the travel rations survived. Just call if I'm needed," he added before leaving the tent with a small sigh.
Esabel watched the entire thing then tilted her head back to watch Gurzil move around while upside down. It was interesting all by itself, "Esabel wants to know the real reason you came here. But she just found that out. You're here for Lily's kitty pet... What was his name?" she tapped her chin as she tried to remember then sat up as her expression cleared, "Oh yeah, Dancer's his name..." she shrugged one bare shoulder and turned to watch him again, "So why's you want him? He's just a slave, you know. Esabel just don't get why's you gotta come and make a bunch of trouble over one pretty slave," she finally wanted to know that much for now.
She tilted her head at him a bit, looking lightly adorable, in a slightly demented sort of way. |
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 11:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 12:39 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 12:53 am
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Esabel gave a shrug of one shoulder, "Don't worry about it. Esabel gets bored all the time," she said simply and gestured to one of his other chairs. Her dark energy swirled around it briefly then faded to reveal that the chair was now a carnivorous plant, complete with teeth. She tilted her head at her newest creation but frowned at it, "Hmmm... Not quite right... Esabel's gotta work on that one more..." she commented to herself then gave a soft sigh as she got to her feet and headed for the entryway.
"Well, since you're bored, Esabel'll go see what trouble she can get into... Maybe I'll go find Gin's cocktail stash... Or see if there's any trail on that meanie dragon..." she said to herself before pausing in the entryway to look at him over her shoulder.
"Oh! And Puppy's got a much nicer tushy than yours. Totally clawable. Yours? Not so much," she added then openly winked at him, "Maybe if you try working out more... Esabel recommends picking up toys. That usually does the trick," she suggested then patted her own perfectly made a** an walked out on that note.
If he was bored with her, she'd simply go somewhere she wouldn't be boring. |
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 1:28 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 1:37 am
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Esabel shrugged one shoulder, "Esabel said nothin' 'bout Dancer's butt. He's a kitty, not a puppy. Esabel has a Hellhound I call Puppy. His name's actually Kijun, but I like Puppy better. An' you ain't got a butt," she pointed out in logic that made perfect sense to her, though it probably made no sense to anyone else.
But when Kam overheard what Gurzil was suggesting, he moved in to intercept, "Master... You haven't eaten yet... And I'm sure your guest would like to dine as well..." he suggested, hoping his master would take the clue. There were possibilities to keep the nutcase from going after the dragon so soon, after all. And he knew his master was certainly capable... All it would take was a bit of effort...
Though he probably didn't make things any better when he glared at Esabel, "Besides, my master has a perfect a**. I personally find yours to be the one lacking at the moment," he told her very clearly before turning back to his master, "Turns out that your favorite managed to survive, Master, along with two others. So we've rations for a bit longer," he told him then turned to head back to the tent that held said rations to keep himself busy. |
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 10:55 am
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