The Stygian Abyss (Closed- Finished)
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:12:02 GMT -8
((OOC NOTE: Some post will contain violence. Read on at your own discretion))
Nyx were the ruins of an old abandoned town far south of the capital across the water. The town had been plagued by a strain of bad luck, disease and natural disasters alike. However this day was a far different disaster that would occure, the ground rumbling lightly as if an earthquake was about to occure. The town was small, built in a circle and from a sky view, one might even say the town was designed to resemble a sort of pentigram or alchemical circle. Stones began to defy gravity as the earth began to quake more and more, oddly it only seemed to be quaking within the confines of the town ruins as if a barrier surrounded it.
was in the ruins of Nyx, studying it. She had heard this land to be cursed, which intrigued her. Curse or not, she had to be here, had to see the land for herself. The land began to shake under her feet, it wasn;t the usual type of quake, it was more like when a demon was excaping the plane they were in Prior
The ground began to quake more and more, upon closer inspection it would appear as though the quakes came in waves, moving from the outer ring of the town towards the center square. A large dead fountain made up the center of the town ruins and as the quake shook the earth, something seemed to be shaken loose from the fountain suddenly, the fountain cracking and breaking down to revial a twinkle of something within the center of the fountain statue.
found the quakes coming in waves curious, and though they say curiosity killed the cat, her response was always that satisfaction brought it back. She walked towards the center square as that was the direction in wich the waves were headed. She stopped as something caught her eye, the fountain was cracking? There was a twinke coming from the statue and she moved to check it out
As the statue crumbled around the object, it revialed itself as a beautiful ruby in the shape of a tear. The ruby fell from the statue as it cracked, breaking apart what was holding it to the statue as it fell coincidentally towards Adalyn, rolling across the ground and landing to her feet as if it wanted to be with her. The quakes began to calm after that, as if the red ruby was somehow connected to the quakes that plagued the town ruins.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:13:20 GMT -8
watched as the statue crumbled. She blinked her eyes as she saw the ruby fall. It landed on the ground and rolled to her feet. Stoppig in her tracks, she crouched down, picking it up and wiping the ruby with the cloth of her blouse
The quake stopped entirely as she picked up the ruby, eerily so as everything became almost too quiet. It was as if the wind stopped entirely when she touched the ruby, rubbing the ruby on he blouse as she examined it. The ruby was beautiful, a tear shape and flawlessly smooth. It was also nearly transucent, almost as if it were not a ruby at all but some kind of glass. The ruby was also warm to the touch and something black whisped around within it, only further supporting the theory that it was more along the lines of a glass filled with some sort of liquid.
canted her head to the left as she looked to the tear shaped stone. It didnt seem to be a ruby at all. There was something black swirling inside the glass, she almost didnt notice that the ground stopped shaking beneath it. she took the glove off her left hand with her teeth, she began to run her fingertips over the glass
he ruby was warm to the touch and seemed wet as she touched it with her bare hand. Her fingers felt tingly as she touched it, the tear seeming to bead persperation as she let it roll around in her palm. Or perhaps more accuratly it seemed to be melting. By the time she noticed it was too late, the tear had seemed to vanish into her hand, melting completely as her skin absorbed the liquid it became. All of a sudden the quakes continued, more fierce than they had ever been. The fountain collapsed completely as a hole appeared from beneath it, the ground crumbling as it ate a hole in the ground, the fountain falling into the depths. From within the dark hole a heat billowed and a hand emerged, clawing itself out of the hole. The sky grew darker, black clouds swirled in a circle overhead as the monster pulled itself from the hole.
It appeared to be a monsterous demon, standing nearly seven feet tall. Six massive bat like demonic wings spread across his back, a huge tails waying behind him. His skin was pale with blackish veins, his gorgeous visage clashing with his demonic features. Long white hair billowed around him, two great demonic horns protruding from his forehead and curving back along his head, a firy crown bursting into flames floating just above the horns for a moment before flickering away. The hole seemed to close up as he climbed out, his large clawed hands cracking as he flexed his fingers and looked about him. His gaze fell upon the woman suddenly, three red eyes starring into her very soul. "I am free atlast." He announced, his voice sounding like three different voices layered upon one another, a strange echo in his voice distorted him enough to sound unnatural but not enough to make his words incoherent.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:27:23 GMT -8
noticed how warm the glass seemed. her fingers started to tingle, it started to perspire then melt in her hand... She arched a red brow wondering what had just happened. Suddenly it was absorbed into her flesh and now her insides felt warm. the ground began to quake more violently and she looked to the statue as it seemed to fall into some sore of an abyss. she looked up at the sky as it grew darker, what could all this be
suddenly something came out of the hole, a monsterous demon. her eyes opened wide and she seemed to be frozen in place for a moment in time as his eyes seemed to be staring right into her soul. Finally her head turned to find some sort of escape, she began to run , hoping his slumber would leave him slow
Abaddon watched the woman, she would run and he grinned, his razor sharp teeth bearing in his mouth. He kelt down, leaping off like a track runner taking off at the starting point of a race, his wings causing gusts of wind to blow down some of the crumbling buildings around them. The town was nearly dark as night now, the clouds causing a massive storm to pick up. Abaddon's wings would blow her over as she ran, bursting past her and spinning in the air to land before her again. "Run rabbit..." He said with a sadistic grin, the look in his eyes resembling more a beast toying with it's prey. He knelt down towards her, his clawed hand digging into the ground. "Run." He growled at her again.
stopped in her tracks as the beast landed in front of her. She looked to him with freightened eyes. Her head moving left to right again as she began backing up slowly, hoping to put some distance between them. Turning around, she began to run once more
He grinned as she took off in the other direction, his face resembling more of a monster than human as he stood up and reared his head back. His eyes shimmered and markings appeared on his face, glowing as he seemed to be charging something. Suddenly a burst of red plasmatic energy fired from his third eye like a massive beam, streaking across the sky and scortching the earth in front of her. The earth seemed to almost explode as the beam passed, fire bursting from the earth and shaking her off her feet. He approached her again, a slow and steady stride this time as he approached the downed girl. He didn't hesitate to grab her this time, gripping at a clump of her hair and pulling her up to face him. His body shrank down to a rounded six foot five, taking a more human height as he lifted her to to the level of his eyes, her feet dangling as she hung by her hair in his hands. "Do you see how futile it is to run from the Devil?" He asked, a sadistic grin on his face as he began to laugh at her efforts to escape.
was knocked off her feet and and began to panic. He grabbed her by her hair, she stood as he guided her, her eyes looking to him with fear in them. He picked her up off the ground, she clawed at his arm with her nails, "Let me go" she clawed and kicked at him
Abaddon smiled as he felt her dig into his wrist, his demonic skin was tougher than normal skin and she could barely do damage to him as she desperately tried to free herself. He squinted at her, his grin growing as he swung his arm and tossed her hard to the ground, watching her roll to a stop in the dirt below. He approached her, placing his foot down on her calf as she lay on the dirt in pain. He pressed down on her leg, not hard enough to break anything yet but definitely hard enough to cause excrusiating pain, her leg feeling like something akin to a boulder rolling slowly over it as it felt like she was about to be crushed. "Are you enjoying the pain? I know I am. I do so love to play with my food."
landed on the ground and her body started to roll with the imapact. It finally came to a stop as she lay on her stomach. She placed her hands on the ground and started to lift her upper torso, only as she was going to pull her legs forward, she felt a pain in her calf. She cried out as she began to feel and hear bones in her leg crunchin
Abaddon smiled as he let his foot down more, feeling the bone in her leg snap suddenly as he let down his foot hard. He lifted it before crushing the leg too much, letting the pressure release from her broken leg. The feeling of the pressure releasing sent a sharp pounding pain through her leg and up her whole body, watching her reaction as he walked around her. "Are you prepared to die?" He asked her as he circled her body, his tail smacking her leg as it passed around her with a hard slap.
tears streamed down her cheeks as he snapped her leg, she cried out in pain once more. She tried to crawl away, but he was circling her body, his tail smacked her leg and she screamed out in pain once again. "Please... please kill me or let me go." she begged
Abaddon grabbed her, picking her up by her neck this time as he pulled her to the level of his eyes. "Don't worry... I intend to eat you in due time." He said, letting a long six inch tongue loll out of his mouth, he pulled her in, lettings his tongue drag along her face as he tasted her tears. They were salty and... iron. He raised his brow as he looked to her, when did she begin to cry tears of blood he thought to himself, noticing her tears were in fact blood. A suddenly realization dawned on him as he grabbed hold of her blouse, tearing a chunk of cloth off to revial her stomach and held his hand to her skin. A burning sensation flooded her belly as the tear in all its beauty emerged from her belly, glistening in the contrast of the dark ruins.
Abaddon grinned back to her after looking at the tear, it receeding back into her body again with a sharp sting. "You are marked." He said plainly, tightening his grip around her neck. "You have been chosen..." He said with a grin before releasing her, catching her mid fall to wrap his arm around her waist and hold her to his side. "To think you would fall into my lap... I have many plans for you." He said with a sadistic grin, his wings beating the air as he lifted up, bursting through the clouds with great speed and carrying her away into the distance
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:43:05 GMT -8
turned over in the bed, not finding him there, her eyes drift open and she looks to the empty bed. Slowly she rises and moves to slip from the bed. Leaning down, the right hand grasps her black dress and she steps into it, slipping her arms into the sleeves. She heads down the stairs, her eyes looking about. Through the throne room, then finally down the long corridor and out the front doors
Abaddon was outside the fortress, walking along the edge of the floating island that overlooked the sea of lava. The black sky rattled in the distance with the sound of chains that hung throughout the sky as if they were clouds. Abaddon walked to the edge, his wings folded over his back s the aposable finger like clawed ends of his wings held to each other like the clasp of a cloak. His thick leather skirt flowed heavily around his legs while his long prehensile tail flicked behind him. His long white hair trailed down his back, the bangs on his forehead spit down the center to revial his monsterous third eye that was ever watchful on his forehead. He raised his large war hammer from his shoulder, minding his long curved horns as he pointed the end of the hammer towards the ocean of lava in the Stygian Abyss. He aimed the hammer down as if he were using it to measure something before grunting and moving on. He continued to walk along the edge of the island that held up his floating fortress, stopping every once in a while to aim his hammer down at the lava again and stare, making motions with his free hand before moving on again.
moved to look around outside, she caught a glimpse of him rounding the corner of the castle, heading behind it. She followed, wondering what he was doing
He could hear her approach, the sound of dirt and dead grass crunching behind him. He turned his head slightly to one side, looking out of the corner of his eye to see her before moving to the edge again. He pointed the hammer down, measuring the abyss again as he didn't pay much attention to Adalyn. "I am considering new lands." He said, acknowledging her as he lowered his hammer and began to walk on together."I am considering demons... Perhaps we should call some denizens for our abyss." He continued, looking back to her a moment out of the corner of his eye.
stopped behind and diagonally to the left of him. She heard him as he said he was considering new lands. They began to walk together, she staying behind and to the left of him as he spoke of considering demons and perhaps calling some denizens for their abyss. "That maybe a good idea, after all it can get a bit lonely here." she stopped and slapped herself in the forehead with the palm of her hand, sometimes she could put her foot in her mouth. He of all people would know this all too well, she whispered out, "sorry...".
Abaddon stopped a moment, his head turned to look at her as he replayed in his head what she just said. She could almost see an anger behind his eyes before he turned his head back, continuing to walk with a laugh. "Yes it can..." He said, stopping again to point his hammer down. "I am thinking of a mountain... With falls." He said, invisioning a great mountain with a beautiful lava fall cascading down from it's peak.
smiled as she heard him talk about a mountain with falls. She could picture it in her mind, "That sounds beautiful"
Abaddon nodded in agreement with her, lowering his hammer again as they began to walk. "Yes... Beautiful." He said, sounding almost solemn as they continued their way around the fortress.
her eyes looked to him and she brought the fingers of her hand to brush along the back of his hand. A smile formed on her lips as they walked
Abaddon looked down to her out of the corner of his eye as he felt her hand brush against his. He didn't seem to react albeit a slight smile as they walked, stopping again to do the same thing a couple more times. "It takes a lot of energy to manipulate the abyss." He said, looking off towards the distance. "I will most likely be out for several days after raising an island." He continued, looking back to her as he hung the hammer over his shoulder again. He didn't say anymore, only looked down at her a moment before they continued onward.
noticed the slight smile. It brought a warm smile to her own lips. she stopped when he did and began again when he did, looking out over the lands. He told her he would be out for several days after raising an island, "Is there anything you wish of me to do within that time?" she asked as they continued to walk again
Abaddon looked back at her with a smirk on his face. "Don't jump into the ocean of lava." He replied to her question, looking off at the ocean again. "And don't enter the vault. The rest is for you to decide..." He continued, pausing as he raised his hammer again. "Plenty of rooms..." He reminded her, once again making mental measurments as he aimed his hammer towards the abyss.
if it would have been any sooner before last night, she would have considered doing just that, jumping into the lava. But she found herself actually having started having feelings for him. She nodded her head, "I will explore the rooms"
Abaddon smiled as he heard her say that, giving a nod as they continued to walk. "I need more time to decide what exactly I am going to do here... I can't exactly grow grass or trees." He said, looking at the dead earth beneath their feet. It irritated him, a look cleary on his face as he looked down at the earth. It was odd but part of the reason he had taken the fortress was it's garden, a garden that was now long since dead.
she brought her arms behind her and interlocked her fingers together as they continued to walk. Those soft brown eyes looked to him as he spoke of not being able to grow grass or trees. She thought for a moment, "Perhaps not, but have you considered making an ash field and growing things from the ash?"
He stopped again, turning back to her as he thought. "No... I have never considered ash to be something that could bring about life." He said, raising his brow to her. "Huh..." He grunted after a while, turning back to the abyss and aimed his hammer down once again. What could grow from ash he wondered as he continued to make measurements in his head. Would it look the same as normal? Would it be strange or look unique? The prospect was foreign to him and it intrigued him.
stopped again as he did. lids came together then parted over those soft brown hues, she stared at him for a moment then he turned back and began to walk again, "actually, you can grow most vegitables with ash, except for potatoes. Strawberries, even pecan trees and walnut trees. All you would have to do is go back to Tyran and gather some wood. It would have to be wood ash, otherwise it would not work"
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:45:50 GMT -8
Abaddon nodded as she continued to explain. He raised his hammer back up and began to walk again. It would seem that he planned to walk all the way around the obsidian fortress as he mapped out a sea of lava in his head. "what about grass?" He asked after a long while, lowering his hammer down again. "Could I grow grass with this ash?"
continued to walk with him around the fortress, "Unfortunately no, but if you mixed the ash with soil, you could actually grow flowers as well." those soft brown hues looked to him, noticing he lowered his hammer. She drew in a deep breath then let it out slowly, "you could also grow plum trees, pear trees, and crabapple trees with it though. We could actually have a garden that would live"
He grunted as he continued to measure with his hammer and listen to her list all the things they could do with wood ash. "Pity..." He said as he raised his hammer in response to not being able to grow grass. He turned his head back a moment as they walked when she said they could grow flowers however and he began to think again. "What about roses?" He said out of nowhere. He stopped again after another time of walking to aim his hammer down.
nodded her head, "Yes, roses. Of course these would all need water as well to live, which, fortunately for you, you captured me." she let out a soft smirk and clicked her finger, a tiny cloud appeared over him and he would feel wet drops from the cloud, she began to giggle as she quickly snapped her fingers again
making the cloud disappear
He stopped and raised his hammer, turning to her as he listened to her almost gloat. He felt some water drip onto him and his expression furrowed as he looked up at the cloud. After it dissapeared again he looked to her. "Don't do that again." He said, nearly a snap before walking on to his next location. He didn't wait long however before he looked back at her. "Not over me..." He added to his order, as if to clarify his reaction. He didn't pay much thought to what he said but he found himself wondering if he was angry at her or not
as he told her not to do that again, her eyes lowered and she whispered out, "Sorry master...." she followed him, remembering her place. She was not his equal... they walked to the next location and he turned back to look at her, speaking not over him. She spoke not a word and simply nodded her head slightly, as best she could at least with her collar
They continued their walking pattern in silence for a time. It actually began to be aparent that something was irritationg him after a while. He looked back to her from the corner of his eye as he stopped to measure the sea again, looking back before raising his hammer. "Black and red..." He said as they began walking again. "I would like black and red roses... I would like to grow them along the edge of the fortress." He said, trying to fill the air with something other than silence.
she walked with him, her eyes lowered the entire time. In her mind, she had irritated the devil before her and she knew what punishments lay ahead of her for doing such things. She thought herself stupid, dumb, moronic for showing the slightest hint of excitement in what they were discussing. ~black and red~ he spoke. Those eyes lifted to look to him once more as he spoke about those being the roses that he wanted and that he wanted them to grow along the edge of the fortress. A slight nod of her head was given and she whispered out in a somber tone, "Anything you wish master...."
His eyes darted back to her with a hint of irritation. He raised his hammer again as they came around, now almost gone in an entire circle as the entrance of the fortress was once again visible. He grunted as he stopped and took a look around the fortress before back at her. He looked her up and down, a strange look on his face as he eyed her as if she may be food. "Can you... paint?" He asked after a while, his wings unfolded from his back as he rested the head of his war hammer on his shoulder.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:48:00 GMT -8
eyes lowered as they began to walk again. The entrance to the fortress became visible and she wanted to run into it and hide. he grunted and stopped. When he did, she stopped again and brought her eyes up, they would seem glossy, almost as if tears were forming in them. Seeing the look in his eyes, she swallowed hard and a tear actually slipped from that right eye. He asked her if she could paint and she noticed his wings unfolding from his back. "Yes master..." she whispered out
He thought for a moment, looking over her still before he continued to speak. "Perhaps I have a job for you." He said, taking a moment as he nodded. "I have yet to explore the fortress... Perhaps there is something you can use to create portraits." He looked back to her. "I should have you paint them." He said before turning to walk back towards the door. His tail swished behind him, waving at her as if telling her to follow him as he made his way back towards the fortress.
he spoke of perhaps having a job for her. She nodded her head, she became a little excited again, but this time stayed silent, not wanting to irriate or upset him. He walked towards the doors and swished his tail at her. She followed
He walked in silence for a moment longer, thinking about what they could do. "Perhaps it is time we both explored this fortress. It is large and if we are to find the supplies we need it may take us a while." He said, looking up at the hall as they entered through the door. He thought for a moment. "I doubt he would keep anything of that nature in the vault... but a tower..." He said, thinking over the towers that he had yet to visit. If one were to enjoy painting it may be in a tower." He said, turning back to her.
he spoke about them both exploring the castle, she wondered together or seperate. Then he spoke of the towerm and he turned back towards her. "yes master, it would be master" she whispered out
He nodded, walking back to his throne room. He stopped as they approached the door and he turned his head back to her. "Stay there." He said, walking to his throne to place his hammer down on the glass floor just a little beside where it currently floated before turning back towards her and walking out of the throne room again. "Well then... Shall we?" He said, stopping before her and seeming to wait for her to move.
stayed as she was instructed and those eyes watched him as he walked into his throne room. She watched him as he placed his hammer down. He turned back towards her and exited the throne room. He spoke to her and stopped before her. He seemed to be waiting for her to move, she furrowed her brow, was this a test to see if she would? If she did would she be taken down into the dungeon? Her head turned away from him for a second, then back to him. She knew she was supposed to stay behind him. Her eyes looked to him in confusion
Abaddon's brow furrowed a bit as if he was getting irritated but then he sighed with a grunt. "You choose where to head." He said, standing before her as his wings folded back over his shoulders again to make his makeshift cloak. He looked down at her, watching to see what she was going to do.
when his brow furrowed as if he were getting irritated, her body started to tremble slightly, but then he told her to chose where to head, and his wings folded back over his shoulders again, "Yes master" she whispered out and her body began to relax again, slightly, she began to head towards the unvisited tower, deciding to start there first, wondering if he was going to yank her back by her collar and if he merely only wanted a suggestion, not for her to actually walk first
As she turned he watched her, beginning to move and he watched as she started towards one of the doors. She was headed to one of the towers on the opposite side of the fortress than where they had been. He followed behind her silently as they walked through a doorway into a hall. If she were to stop at any point he would reach out and nudge her forward with a knuckle against her back, motioning for her to move. He looked around occasionally as they walked down one of the unexplored wings towards the door at the end of the hall. As they reached the door he stopped, waiting for her to open the door and watched her the entire time.
she would open a set of doors and pause, waiting for him to walk through, only to get a nudge in the back. She continued on. She headed down the hall. They walked through the halls and after some time, they came to the tower. She opened the door to the tower and stepped inside. Turning her head back towards him, she then looked around.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:49:17 GMT -8
The door opened to the tower, the stairwell leading up through the levels. The stairs traveled up around the wall and was open this time rather than the closed wall it had before, the room they entered not having too much in it. There were a couple tables, the room was set up almost like a barracks dining room with benches and wooden tables. Abaddon nudged her back again, coaxing her to enter into the room before her. After which he would turn to the stairs, walking up first as she followed him. The levels would be different, each floor leading up had some areas for seating or tables and chairs. One of the floors was completely empty. They must have gone five or six floors up before they finally entered into a stairwell much like the other tower had, walking up until they reached the summit of the tower. The room was much like the bedroom albeit smaller. Pillars surounded the room, holding up the roof as there were no walls and instead curtains that looked out onto a small balcony. The tower had a clear view of Abaddon's bedroom if she were to look up and to her right as they entered. Abaddon laughed a little as they entered into warm air that circulated through the tower room, pointing out an easel and canvas in the center of the room. The room was set up as another bedroom, yet a more modest one with a smaller bed.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 8:51:57 GMT -8
looked at all the different rooms as they climbed the staircase. When she would stop, he would nudge her on with his hand. They finally entered a room where he would now take the lead and another staircase they climbed, this one leading up to the tower. She looked around, noticing the lack of walls, but instead, curtains. There was an opening in one of the curtains to act as a window and she noticed where that window overlooked. She wanted to chuckle, but stifled it, not wanting to upset or irritate him more than she already has. He laighed and she looked to him, that being something foreign to him and she furrowed a brow. He pointed out the easel and canvas and she walked over, looking to the canvas in the cener of the room
Abaddon looked around the room some more, his brow raising a moment at the sight of a golden picture frame that barely poked out from between two boxes. He wondered what this room was as he made note of the bed before turning to Adalyn and the easel. "Do we have paint?" He asked over to her, not seeing much for that kind of thing. However the podium that sat next to the easel and chair had several drawers on it. A used artist palette and a paintbrush rested on the top of the podium, the brush hard as a rock from the dried paint at the end of it. It appeared that at one point someone had prepared to paint a picture the very last time the room had been occupied however there was not much around that suggested who it may be or what had happened to keep them from painting.
began to open the draws, finding the paint, "yes we do master" she simply said. This room gave her an eerie feeling and she turned to look at Abaddon, "Perhaps we should take this stuff elsewhere...." she said as her body shivered despite the warm weather of the room
His eye caught the glint of the gold frame again before nodding. "Perhaps..." He said, taking a moment to think before turning to one of the open curtains that flapped lightly in the warm breeze. "Perhaps to my room." He said, looking at the tower above them. He could carry everything they needed one by one from this room up to his, that made the most logical sense. He looked to her, his wings unfolding from his back as he walked up to the easel first, folding it and taking it under his arm before turning back.
those soft brown eyes watched him as he said perhaps. She hoped he would not make her stay here while she painted. That would not have bode well with her. She kept quiet however, not wanting to voice an opinon, She smiled however when he stated perhaps to his room, she thought that a good idea, but simply nodded her head
Abaddon stepped onto the balcony, spreading his wings as he looked towards his room. "Wait here." He said before lifting himself up and taking off towards his room. It didn't take him long to get back, barely touching down as he gathered the podium and stool before taking off to his room again. He made sure the artist palette was in Adalyn's hand before he left again, returning shortly after a moment. "Ready?" He asked her as he touched down again and approached her.
as he started to gather things and fly them over to his balcony, she gathered up the artist palette. He returned after dropping off the podium and asked her if she was ready. A slight nod of her head would be given as she looked at him, "I am ready master...."
Abaddon moved around her, grabbing her suddenly and lifting her into his arms. He walked over to the balcony again, his wings spreadding and preparing to take off. As his wings beat he would lift off the ground, nearly reaching the master bedroom in a single bound. He landed again, setting her feet on the ground before taking the podium and easel, moving them so they were against the railing overlooking the stairs to the bedroom door. "This might make a good spot." He said, making sure they were set up right before turning back to Adalyn. "Bring the stool."
when he grabbed her, she started to flinch, but became relaxed suddenly. Those soft brown eyes staring off as he flew her over to the balcony of his room and set her down. She stood there and watched him as he grabbed up the podium and easel, moving them. She moved over to him only after he told her to bring the stool. When he did, she reached out with her left hand and moved into the room, reaching the stool out to him for him to take it. The hurt was still apparent in her eyes. Not so much for him snapping at her, but because of the realization that he would never grow the same feelings for her that she had for him
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 24, 2017 9:13:02 GMT -8
Abaddon looked to her, his brow furrowing lightly as he looked at her handing him the stool. He closed his eyes for a moment before taking the stool, placing it down in front of the easel before proceeding to grab Adalyn by the shoulder and lead her to the stool. He wasn't rough with her, more like a teacher guiding a student as he pulled her over and made he to sit down. "I am a destroyer... I destroy and bring ruin. Though I have power over this realm I am not a creator..." He said, chuckling as he paused before continuing. "I didn't even create this fortress, I stole it. If I am to create something I need an image. I cannot simply create something with my own imagination. I am a destroyer and anything I create will be twisted. You said you imagined a fall of lava." He said, using his hand to motion to the easel. "I will bring you the canvas, and you will create my new lands. Design the land that I will errect from the Abyss." He said, his stretching a little on his back as he spoke.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:23:28 GMT -8
((OOC: Some Time Later I Assume))
was awake before him. She sat on the stool, looking to the canvas as the bristles of the brush glided along it with ease. It was Him on that painting. He was standing on the balcony of his/their room over looking the land. A giant lava fall off in the distance flowing off a mountain ridge, little hut like looking houses as far as his eyes could see, with demons and denninz moving about
Abaddon grunted as his eyes opened, waking to the sounds of waves... Not quite. He blinked the dust from his eyes as he would slowly make his way up to a sitting position, identifying the sounds as Adalyn's brush. His eyes blinked, the third on his forehead out of sync with the other two. He would wait a moment before finally getting up, his body unnaturally lifting up from his seat to a standing position in the bed, liberty of his wings that had latched onto the beds cannopy. He walked off the bed, stepping down onto the cold floor as he made his way to his clothing, slipping the leather piece on before walking around behind Adalyn to examine her work.
heard the movement coming from the bed as she continued to stare at the painting, she was putting the final touches on the scene and was not going to stop until it was finished. It would almost seem as if he found her device. Continuing to move that brush along the canvas, her eyes focused even as he moved around her, "Morning master" she finished and leaned back, feeling her back touch the leather skirt and his legs beneath it. A smile curling on her lips as she examines the piece of art before her
Abaddon examined the painting, his brow furrowing as he looked over it again and again as if trying to find something. He would place his hand on Adalyn's shoulder after a moment, a grin creeping in one side of his face. "Good... I can work with this." He said, continuing to look over it again and again. His eyes would scan over his form and the exquisite details of every aspect the of the piece. His brow woulf furrow again as he seemed to be thinking something, turning away from the painting after a moment and walked to the balcony. Apart from the land she had painted it was as if he had brought the picture to life before her. "I will have to see about framing that one." He said, looking off as if to picture the land she had painted before him.
there was something missing, but what? Streams, rivers. That body moved forward once again as she dipped the bristles into the red paint and began to add in little rivers and strams here and there. A smile began to form on her lips as he spoke about framing the portrait she had painted. The smile quickly faded as her stomache began to rumble
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:24:55 GMT -8
Abaddon looked off into the darkness. "The lack of a sun irritates me sometimes..." He said, listening to the sound of chains rattling in the breeze. He turned himself back to her, looking to her before looking towards the painting again. He would look back to her before turning around. "I will return shortly." He said before stepping off the balcony and taking flight to one of the towers below. It didn't take him long to return however, holding something large in his arms. He would walk in as he lands, placing down a large standing mirrow with a beautifully ornate gold frame. The sculpt of a phoenix made the top of the mirrors frame, starring down at her. "Here." He said, moving back around and pointing to himself on the painting. "If you are going to paint me then you would do well to paint yourself." He said, a passing thought that maybe he was being too kind was brushed aside as he made his suggestion to her.
eyes did not faulter from the painting, she was putting heavy detail into it. He had left, only to return with a mirror. Listening to the sounds of his voice, she placed the brush down and began to rise, her steps were slow and after two, her body fell to the floor, her eyes closing
Abaddon watched her stand before falling, raising his brow and watching her hit the floor. His brow would furrow as he stepped towards her, canting his head as he reached his hand forward. "What are you doing?" He asked, an annoyed expression growing on his face. It took his a minute to realize there was something wrong with her, using his power to draw his tear fourth with hopes that the tear could explain what was happening.
breathing was shallow, the heart had slowed. He drew the tear forth and it spoke to him, nod using the vessel it was in. The area of her stomach began to glow red. The tear touching his mind as it spoke to him. ~Like most living creatures, humans need water and food to survive. A vessel can survive weeks without food, but only days without water. She is dieing~
Abaddon grew even more irritated. Of course! He had completely forgotten about food and water. He knelt down, picking her up and walked to the balcony. There was no food or water in the Stygian Abyss, he knew they would need to travel back to where she came from. His wings spread upon his back as he stepped up onto the balcony railing, stepping off and taking into the air. He was fast and it didn't take long for him to find the tear that linked the abyss to Tyran. His third eye opened wide and flashed as the portal opened, flying into the gate it had made and back into the ruins of the town where she had first encountered him. He would continue to fly intil he came across a river bank, landing down and placing her beside the river. He opened her mouth, doing his best to cup some water in his hands and bring it to her mouth to drink. The tear had since vanished again and he was unsure if he would have to force the water into her mouth.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:28:57 GMT -8
Adalyn lay where he placed her, her body was still limp, breathing shallow as he tried to get her to drink some water. She stayed unresponsive
Abaddon scoweled at her lack of response. Dropping his hands a moment as he considered his options. He needed her to wake, to me responsive. He stepped over to the water, He considered his dwindling options before kneeling down to suck up some water into his mouth, moving to Adalyn and picking her up into his arm. He pressed his lips to hers, feeding her water through his mouth.
Adalyn limp in his arms as the water going into her mouth caused her to gulp and then began to cough. She coughed like that a few times, then turned her head as she coughed
Abaddon grinned at her response. Spitting the rest of the water in his mouth out as he watched if she would regain consiousness before doing anymore.
Adalyn regains conciousness. She opens her eyes and looks to Abaddon, "what happened?"
Abaddon gives hera look, one part irritation and one part relief. "You passed out..." He said, standing and turning to the river. "If you require food or water then you should have said so." He said to her, as if it were her fault. He looked down into the river, as if reflecting on something as he waited for her to respond.
Adalyn looked to him as he told her if she required food and water, she should have said so. Those lips parted to bitch him out, she had every intention to for that, but soon remembered her place. "You are right, I'm sorry master"
Abaddon looked back to her from over his shoulder, letting out a sigh before looking back to the river. His tail moved around him, dipping into the water and falling limp to follow the current. "I am not human as you are. I can go without food or water for longer periods of time..." He explained to her, watching as the clear water ran over the rocks in the river. He would look back over his shoulder after a moment, a slight grin on his face.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:34:32 GMT -8
listened to him and moved to the edge of the stream, she cupped her hand and placed it in the water, scooping up some water. She brought it to her lips and began to drink, doing this a few times, getting water back into her body
Abaddon crossed his arms, closing his eyes and feeling the breeze on his skin. "It's cold..." He said, making note of the cool breeze that was blowing by. It didn't help matters that his tail was resting in the riverbank however that didn't seem to bother him, more that he was making an observation. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. All three of his eyes closed this time, appearing to be relaxing as he took another deep breath.
looked up at Abaddon, "I..." she coughed and drank another handful of water. "Require food as well master." she whispered out to him, her voice barely audible
Abaddon looked down to her, a straight and stern look on his face that would slowly dawn a smirk. As he smirked his tail would flick up, splashing a little water at her as he turned around and began to walk away from the stream. "Food..." He said, looking about. He doubted she would consider eating human flesh, as frail as she was. "A wild animal should sefice." He said, looking about at the trees that surrounded the riverbank.
welcomed the splash of water on her face as it felt good. The Stygian Abyss was hot, full of lava. She stayed in the shower longer than she should on most days, just to feel the coldness against her flesh, well as cold as it was allowed to get. He spoke of a wild animal and nodded her head as much as the posture collar would allow her to. "A wild animal would be wonderful master"
Abaddon would wait for her to finish drinking. He wasn't about to leave Adalyn alone in the middle of nowhere by herself, especially while they were in Tyran. As they waited however he caught movement in the corner of his eye. Abaddon turned his head, seeing a deer walking between trees in the distance. His body turned slowly towards the deer as it stopped, raising it's head and starring at them for a moment. Abaddon closed his eyes and the third eye on his forehead opened wide, a flash of red light emitted from his eye quickly and a beam of plasmic energy shot fourth, striking the deer head on. It wasn't a tactful hunt, he simply saw the animal and decided to kill it. He began to walk towards where the deer was, bending down and grabbing the messy carcass of the deer and dragged it back to the river where Adalyn was.
he disappeared into the woods after the deer that he had just shot with the plasmic energy. If she was going to escape, now would be the time, however... she just sat there, awaiting his return with the deer. It seemed to be a mess, but she cared not. It was food. Those soft brown hues lifted to look at him, "I need the meat cooked and removed from the flesh and hair master." was she really telling him how to take care of her?
Abaddon grimmaced at her with a raised brow. "I am not an oaf! Despite what I am I understand the subtleties of humankind." He said to her in a matter of fact tone. He seemed irritated however he didn't snap at her as if he were angry. He dropped the carcass on a nearby rock, turning back to the forest and began to gather wood for a fire. When he came he had bundles of wood under each arm, dropping them to the ground before picking up a particularily straight piece, shaving the end with his claw until it was at a point before jamming it into the dirt. he would them set more pieces around it, looking like he was setting a bonfire for a miniature witch burning more than a campfire
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:35:56 GMT -8
looked to him when he spoke, she thought to herself ~Well your the one who nearly killed me by not feeding me or letting me have water for days so perhaps you are an oaf~ he disappeard again to gather wood for the fire. Another escape opportunity that was not taken. he came back with the wood. A smile formed on her lips as she watched him build a fire
Abaddon finished the fire with a circle of stones, standing up and wipping his hands on a moment. He looked down at the fire as if admiring his work before kneeling again. His eye flashed again and a bolt of plasmic energy flashed from it, this time it appeared rather weak in comparison to the bolt he shot at the deer.
Abaddon watched as the fire picked up, his eyes starring at the fire as if to will it to grow before standing back to his feet and walking over to the deer carcass. He took the claw of his thumb and began to run it down along the deer, slidding his claws under the hide and lifting it from the meat. It was a crude job but eventually he had skinned the deer entirely, taking a long stick from nearby and sharpening the ends while the meat sat on it's hide. He would take chunks of meat and skewer it onto the stick like a kabab, once most of the deer had been jammed into the stick he would bring it back to the fire. He hadn't made a place to hang the skewer.
Abaddon looked at the fire then back to the stick. Snarling a little as he realized he hadn't made sticks to hold the skewer up over the fire. That part elluded him and now he was stuck with the meat ready to cook but lacking a place to hang it. It didn't take him long to decide to hold it himself over the fire and cook it himself. He would hold the stick of meat over the fire, rotating it slowly as he stood still and watched the meat cook over the open flame.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:38:47 GMT -8
those soft brown hues watched him as he did all this, beginning to wonder if he was actually starting to care about her, or if he just didn't want to be alone again. Though he probably could do whatever he wanted. Hell together they had planned on building a whole town within the Stygian Abyss and fill it with demons and dennzins, so why did he keep her around? Was it because his tear chose her? Her right hand moved to her stomach and slender didgets stretched outward , settling against it.
She was beginning to feel different in a way. A way that was very unlike herself, completely unawrare of two tiny buldges that began to form upon her upper back near each shoulder blade. "Master?" she asked in a soft tone, the didgets of her hand spreading apart as they slid over the soft flesh of her stomach. "You saved me...." was all she said, in a whispered voice. She wanted to ask him why but thought better against it
Abaddon looked to her as he heard her call master to him, continuing to rotate the meat on the spit over the fire. He didn't say nothing, his eyes gazed at her, his face expressionless for the most part. "Of course... what would be the point of keeping a pet only to watch it die... If that was my goal I would have left you in the tower." He said, drawing the spit of cooked meat from the fire and examining it before pointing the skewer at her. "Eat." He said, holding out the stick of meat for her to take her share. He didn't think much on his words to her, in fact he made it a point not to.
fingers slipped from her stomach as he held the skewer out to her and told her to eat. It was confirmed in that moment that all she was to him was a 'pet'. A slight nod of the head would be given, his coldness almost as if it could send a chill down anyone's spine. That was, anyone's but hers.
Reaching out, she plucked a piece of the hot meat from the pointed stick and brought it to her lips. She paused for a moment, wondering if she wanted to eat anymore. For it was aparent to her that all she would ever be seen in his eyes was a pet. A pet. She nearly scoffed at being classified as something a kept animal would be. She could have escaped twice, had the perfect oportunity, hell could even call out for help now if she wanted, but did she? The answer was no she did not.
Let out a deep sigh as she parted those lips and finally took a bite out of the hunk of meat thay lay in her hand. It wasnt that farfetched that one day he would see her as something more thank just a possession that he could play with any time he wished, but as something .... more
Abaddon watched her as she began to eat, making sure she could eat the meat before he tore a piece from the spit and began to eat himself. It had been a long time since he had properly eaten anything and the sensation was pleasing to him. "meat of children is more tender..." he quipped at the toughness of the meat, not thinking about what he just said until he had said it. He looked back to her once he had spoke, gauging her reaction as she learned what he was most commonly dining on. It wasn't like he had suggested eating her a couple of times before, it was most likely aparent to her that he would dine on human beings. He would finish his food in silence unless she spoke up for any reason.
closed her eyes as she chewed the meat. It was juicy and tender, a taste that she was savouring. As she gulped down the first piece, she heard his words about meat of children being more tender. Suddenly she lost her appetite. Her stomach begged for more, yet she could not. All that came to her mind was innocent children and him eating them.
Eyes glared at him for a brief moment. Afterwards, she looked to the hunk of meat that rest in the palm of her hand and all she could picture was the deer looking to him with scared eyes right before he killed it. That and the parents who would never see their child again. Even if it was an animal, but her, she was classified the same as that deer was, an animal according to him(edited)
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:39:42 GMT -8
Abaddon finished his meat and placed what was left on the rock before looking to her. He noticed that she had stopped eating, raising his brow at her. "Are you not still hungry? A human would still be famished by now... Or is it you have a tiny stomach?" He asked with a chuckle, standing up and walking towards her. He blinked his eyes, the third blinking out of sync with the rest of them as his wings stretched behind him. "Or is it you have lost your apetite over something?" He asked, knowing full well her stomach was probably turning at the thought of him eating children. "Had one forgotten my nature?" He asked, canting his head lightly as he knelt down to her level, looking into her eyes. The thought poped into his head again, perhaps he was being too soft with her.
pursed her lips at him as she could stay silent no more. She cared not of the consequences at this moment as the words spewed from her mouth. "Oh, you did remember that I am a human? For a moment there, I figured you had forgotten" those eyes lowered to the hunk of meat that she was holding. A grin curled on her lips as she threw it at his face. "You eat it! I wan't nothing from you!"
Abaddon watched her as she suddenly blurted out, tossing the meat in his face. He grunted and stood back to his feet, taking a step away from her and wipping his face off. He did not grin this time, his expression was more of a dissapointed one as he turned away from her, taking a couple steps away as it appeared he was trying to stay calm. After a moment he looked back at her from over his shoulder, closing his eyes a moment before looking up into the sky. He began to growl, his growls soon turning into a roar as the third eye on his forehead began to glow brightly, a massive flash from his face as a torrent of hellish red plasmic energy shot from his forehead and pillared into the sky, holding his fire for a long time before it finally subsided.
watched him for a moment, a satisfied grin had formed on her lips. She was satisfied for the moment. He had ruined her appetite after days of going without food or water. It served him right. How dare he even speak of such things while she was trying to eat. Any other time would have been fine, but nooooo, he had to pick that moment to say it.
Stomach rumbled once again, reminding her that it needed substinance. A sigh escaped her as she stood and walked over to the dropped skewer. She sat down and plucked another piece of meat off the pointed stick. Bringing it to her lips, she took a bite and began to chew on it. A satisfied grin as she ate, enjoying watching him throw his little hissy fit, even though she would probably pay for it later
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:40:02 GMT -8
Once the beam had subsided he seemed to calm down, turning his head to look at her. His expression was cold and calculated and his eyes roamed over her etire body, as if he was thinking of doing something to a specific part of her. After a moment he turned and looked to the firepit he had made, a snarl appearing on his face for a moment as he looked to the surrounding area he was in. Based on the way he was acting it would almost be fitting to assume he was lost, or realized he didn't know where they were at least. He looked back to her after a moment looking to her again before he turned back to the fire. He approached the fire with a sense of calm, reaching into the center of the fire pit. His hand was engulfed in flames as he grabbed hold of the stake he had used as it's base and pulled it from the ground. He looked over the flaming piece of wood, his hand untouched by the flame as if he were impervious to fire as he clenched his hand into the fist and the piece of wood crumbled to ash in his hand. He was incredibly deep in thought, a calm yet cold look plastered across his face the entire time. He would walk around their camp, looking at the sky and the trees, gazing over the riverbank. He seemed to be examining everything around them and refused to say a word however he would look to her now and again. It was almost like he was acting like a beast, as if something in him had snapped.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:40:57 GMT -8
she watched him. He didn't seem like himself. Perhaps she had gone too far this time? But still he deserved it. She finished eating and placed the skewer down. Silently she rose to her feet and walked towards him slowly, wondering if that was a good idea on her part or not.
"Thank you master, for the food was delicious." Those soft brown eyes stared into his, then lifted towards his third eye, hoping it didn't spit plasma at her. As she reached the water's edge, she crouched down, cupping her hand into the water, letting that hand fill. Slowly and carefully, that hand rose to her lips, and she drank the liquid, washing down her food
Abaddon stopped suddenly, looking down at her as she reacted, his eyes show a sudden sign of emotion for a moment as she approached him, watching her before closing his eyes. He watched her continuously with his third eye, following her down to the waters edge to watch her drink from the stream. "Perhaps that would be too cruel..." He mumbled to himself, opening his eyes and watching her. "Or perhaps I have been too soft..." He added. He would wait for her to stand and turn to him before he acted, raising his hand and striking her hard across the face with the back of it. As he watched her hit the ground he would snarle at her, crossing his arms across his chest and looked down at her with a scorned look. "You should watch your tone, slave." He said, emphasizing the word slave. She knew what it meant when he called her a slave versus calling her a pet. He stood over her with his arms crossed as if waiting for her to do something, to act in some way.
Petter saw the light and went towards it, calling out as he got close "hello! is everything ok over there?" he asked.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:45:29 GMT -8
he struck her hard enough that her body flew back slightly and she landed hard on the ground. Slowly she placed her hands on the ground and lifted her upper torso. Her cheek was red and blood dripping from her mouth as her gums were cut. She heard the word slave and those eyes began to well with tears. She knew what that meant.
Hearing a voice in the distance, she called out, "No, stay away... it's not safe...!" she coughed, blood splattering on the ground and her head turned to look at him, "I...i'm sorry master"
Abaddon starred down at her, his long demonic tail swaying along the dirt behind him. He looked down at her, watching as her reaction turned to fear and her eyes began to well with red tears. He looked as though to speak but his words were caught by the sound of someone calling from the distance. Right, he had nearly forgotten where they were. He closed his mouth as he watched her call out to the voice, a sadistic smile growing on his face as he lowered his arms, the black claws on his fingers beginning to emerge from his hands. His wings stretched a moment, his eyes turning as he slowly began to turn his head and look behind them. His long black horns glistened in the dancing light of the fire, his third eye, virtical on his forehead looked into the darkness of the forest where the voice had been heard, the bright red of it seeming to almost glow as the snake like pupil dialated.
Peter heard the calls of stay away and though everything was telling him he shouldn't get involved he moved in closer. H came upon a horrible scene. There as a woman on h ground bleeding and hurt and a demon thing standing over her. Peter just looked like a simple farmer with green hair and a vine like tail. "Get away from her you demon spawn" he said to the thing with the snake like pupils
furrowed her brows as the farmer approached and spoke to Abaddon, She slowly rose to her feet, looking between Abaddon and the man who came on scene. Slowly she rose her hand, wiping the bottom of her mouth with the back of her hand. Those blood tears running down her cheeks, staining pailed flesh
Abaddon's grin began to fade as he saw what walked into the light of the campfire. He was hoping for a white knight that would try to save Adalyn from him. He wanted a challenge and what he got... was a farm boy? His third eye opened wide with a flash and moments later a red beam of plasmic energy burst fourth from his eye, striking the dirt in front of the boy as a warning. The dirt turned black and dead before the boy, Abaddon's expression long since fading to a dissapointed frown. He looked over Peter, watching his reaction to the blast before making any other moves.
Peter acted fast and with a quickstep (short range teleportation) was out of the way of the first blast in a second. He made a whistle and a tree that had been motionless behind the man before made a swipe at him with it's branches.
watched as Peter disappeared, She saw the branches swipe at Abaddon and knew she had to do something to stop this before someone else got taken. She moved between Abaddon and the branches, taking the blow for him and once again, flew in the air, this time landing in the water unconcious as her head hit a rock
Abaddon watched the boy teleport away, his grin just about returning. The thought of a new slave poped into mind, not lingering long as he could hear the sound of leaves rustling behind him. He moved to turn towards the sound but it was too late, just in time to see Adalyn jump in between them and take the hit in his stead. He watched her go flying, a snarl appearing on his face as he watch her fly into the river before looking to the tree. He nearly roared, his eye flashing as another plasmic beam shot out at the tree, causing it to explode into a torrent of flames and wooden shrapnel.
Peter left the tree to it's fate re-appearing not far from the girl. He wasn't sure why she had taken that hit. He bent to grab her up, his only thoughts to get her out of there to safety. He puled her over his shoulder trying to get out of there before the man turned back to set another attack on him. He used another quick step to get a bit of a had start but it was tiering to do carrying her. It wouldn't take the demon long to catch up for sure.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:55:01 GMT -8
Peter had grabbed the girl and run, leaving the demon, man think to deal with the tree he set on it. He used quick steep to move them both quickly through the woods heading for the only safe place he knew of, the temple of light. Each short teleport costing him energy and wearing him out.
Abaddon turned back from the tree to look to Adalyn... she was gone. He snarled again, roaring out in rage as he fired another plasmic beam into the sky like a pillar of evil light. Once he was finished his rage he looked around, trying to see where they had run off to. He was quick, that was obvious but Abaddon wasn't just some mindless brute. He took a deep breath, calming himself as he closed his eyes and focused on his tear. He could feel it, pulsating inside Adalyn. It would echo in waves of his energy, mapping out the area around her until he could see clearly where they were. He opened his eyes again, spreadding his wings and taking off high into the sky.
Abaddon would see them, his wings beating loudly as he burst forward. He would break the sound barrier to catch up to them, a loud boom sounding as he flew forward with great speed towards Peter. He aimed to catch him before he would make another quick step, aiming to knock him off his feet.
Peter knew the man would be after him but kept running, the temple of light coming into view. He only just missed the man's swooping attack by a hair and swore "F##$" He made a gesture to the ground and got vines to grow to ensnare Abaddon in and give him more time.
Abaddon just barely missed Peter, snarling as he swooped back up into the air. The vine's couldn't reach him before he was back up high, taking a moment before catching Peter again, he burst forward, this time flying past him to cut him off from his destination. He could see the temple in the distance, the aura of cleansing light around it. He wasn't sure what Peter had planned but he knew that it would be difficult if he would get Adalyn into that building and whats more, he didn't know if Adalyn would survive inside let alone him. He landed before Peter, hunched in a rage with his claws extended before him, his eye would blast a beam of plasmic light at Peter's feet, this time aiming to pierce his foot.
Peter Came to a skidding halt as the demon landed in front of him. He had no idea these two were bonded or that the temple of light would cause her harm. He just knew it was close enough for him to get into and would keep Abaddon out. He managed to use his quick step one more time to dodge the beast next blast and this time got a tree to uproot itself and toss a bolder at Abaddon.
Abaddon snarled at Peter as he dodge him, readying for another blast. He beat his wings, lifting himself up and flying backwards a couple feet to widen the gap between him and Peter, just dodging the boulder being tossed at him. He followed Peter along his path, firing another beam. This time the beam was constant and he swept the area Peter was in, scortching the ground as it quickly apporached Peter in aims to strike his ankle.
Peter was getting worn and worse the girl was getting hotter. He dodges all the blast somehow. The man being quicker than he seemed. He realized now he couldn't go into the temple but where else would he and the girl be safe? He teleported, changing direction to go to the capital. He sent two trees swinging at Abandon now.
Abaddon's beam missed again, watching him teleport away. As the trees swung at him he bat his wings, lifting himself in the air just as the trees aimed to strike him, striking each other instead. He closed his eyes for a moment, refocusing on their location before flying overhead. This time he didn't even bother to land firing a steady beam down as he flew and arched it across the ground as peter ran, aiming to strike his feet again.
This time Peter was not so lucky. He might have made it if he had gone strait for the Capital to begin with but as is the boy was panting and sweating. His magic as running low. He fell as the beab struck true this time, The Man screaming out and dropping the girl he had been trying to save. He would make one final to strike at abaddon with trees out of anger and spite
Adalyn hit the ground hard, her body laying there
Abaddon landed to the ground, approaching Peter with a glair of malice in his eyes. This time however he didn't dodge the tree that would strike him at him, looking down on Peter as their battle was already through. The tree lashed out, popping Abaddon in the back and causing him to lurch forward as the thick branch broke against his head. She snarled, his body beginning to shake with rage as the tree died back to its origional inanimate state. Abaddon took another step forward, grunting as he lost his ballance from the sudden blow to the head and fell to one knee. He grunted, his vision wobbling as he was struck hard. broken shards of the thick branch scattered across the ground like shrapnel.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 29, 2017 13:56:26 GMT -8
He fell back with a grin on his face. He had failed the fight but had at least got one hit in. The man now laying on the ground panting and unable to do anything more. so he did the only thing he could "HELP! HELP!" he called out, time and time again. Hoping and praying someone might hear. He struggled to get onto his hands and knees crawling over to the woman as he continued to call for help.
Abaddon shook his head, growling as he tried to regain himself. He would be damned if he passed out now. He stood back to his feet after a moment of Peter's incessant shouting, his vision returning properly as he walked towards Peter. Abaddon moved to do to Peter that he did to Adalyn on their first meeting. A nasty grin growing on his face as he brought his foot down hard on Peter's right calf, pressing until he could hear at least two seperate snaps.
Adalyn continues to lay on the ground, bleeding from her temple. She was still unconcious. Would be for days
Peter was getting dizzy. He had spent all his magic to just try an get away and had none left now to save him. "I'm sorry" he said to the girl and then screamed in pain, falling to the ground once more as the man broke his leg. His purple eyes shimmered "HELP!" he continued to try but then the pain and shock brought darkness and he fell unconscious.
Abaddon began to laugh, grinding his foot against Peter's broken bone, raising his arms out beside him and looked around into the sky. "Nobody is comming to save you boy..." He said, his voice sounded distorted, like three seperate voices speaking one over the other. "You are mine now." He said with a grin, looking back down to Peter. He released his foot, moving around and grabbing Peter by the collar of his shirt before moving to pick Adalyn into his arm and over his shoulder. He looked down at Peter in his hand and laughed again. "Come... meet my abyss." He said before laughing again, swinging his arm up and tossing Peter into the air. His wings would spread as he lifted up, grabbing Peter again and wrapping his arm around Peter's waist as he lifted into the air. He flew forward, not noticing the little pink dragon taht flew towards him as he burst upwards with great speed into the sky.
Peter was lifeless in Abaddon's arms. His tail gone limp and no more cries of help being heard. He was sweaty all over and the leg now dangled aimlessly since it was broken.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:05:30 GMT -8
Dragomite was contemplating where to go next as the fox lady had proved unusable. He hears a cry for help as he sits on a roof nearby and looks down at the demon , peter and the girl. He was no real threat being a pink dragon small enough to fit in a persons hand but the possibility of a magic haul was too much to resist. He jumps off the roof and dives at Abaddon "Bonzai!!" attempting to latch onto the demons neck to feed of his power.
Dragomite was small but had a lockjaw bite. His tiny fangs sunk into abaddons neck as he locked them in place "Gmmh mmeh yor maghmp" He muttered as he worked to drain magic from abaddon. It wouldnt be too hard to remove him due to how small he was but that lockjaw could mean a chunk of flesh came with him, not to mention how much magic he would be able to siphon off in the meantime. He didnt care about peter, he was doing this strictly to feed his magic hunger.
Abaddon felt a sting in his neck, shaking his head as he had completely missed the pink dragon and was too busy taking off to hear it's cries before it latched itself to him. He growled to himself as he adjusted his grip on Peter and Adalyn, assuming it was just a lingering effect from the branch that struck him earlier. "Well come... come to my Abyss." He said, his voices echoing into the air as he laughed. He felt as if he was beginning to drain for some reason, wondering if he had spent too much energy already. He needed to get back and fast before he would run to low and he took off towards the tear in the sky, a small rippling blue and purple that looked like a waife thin crack in a wall. His third eye opened with a flash as he flew towards it, the tear opening wide and revialing a portal.
continues draining energy from abaddon as he seemed unaware of his presence. They headed for the gateway as Dragomite continued to syphen magic from him. After a bit more dragomite would double in size, causing him to have to regain his bite on abaddons neck, also causing him to be able to hold on stronger and if ripped off would tear a larger chunk out of him.
Abaddon flew into the gate, feeling the sting on the back of his neck again and a sudden weight as they moved through the portal. It was obvious now that it wasn't the strike from before, something had latched itself onto him. It was too late by now however, the gate closing behind them as they entered the Stygian Abyss. The abyss was black, no sun or light in the sky. Spiked chains hung from seemingly nothingness in the sky, as if they were clouds. A sea of lava beneath them was the only source of light. before them floated a large plot of land with a massive fortress, appearing to be made of some sort of black marble. Abaddon flew towards the fortress as fast as he could, feeling whatever it was on his back draining him of his magic. He flew into the fortress, flying straight into the throne room. The room was round and flowing lava could be seen like veins in the walls, illuminating the fortress. The throne room was empty save for a single black throne with red velvet, floating above the circular room. The floor was mostly made of glass, in the shape of a phoenix that looked down into the sea of lava below
Abaddon set the two down as he landed in the room, taking a couple steps forward as he reached back and tugged whatever it was on the back of his neck off of him. He would feel the sharp pain as a chunk of him came with it, almost impressed that this thing was able to break his tough skin as he ripped Dragomite off him
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:07:27 GMT -8
Dragomite doubled again just after he was ripped off abaddons neck, he was now a foot long and his skin a bit darker pink. "Oh? finally noticed me huh? Well i dont think im done yet, im still very hungry" The small dragon would attempt to latch onto him again biting at the closest part of abaddon close to him (likely his arm) if he succedded he would lock on and begin to feed again.
Abaddon looked upon the tiny dragon, snarling at it as it spoke. He would bat his wings suddenly, watching the Dragon fly at him and he instinctively retreated backwards, the virtical eye on his forehead flashing as a plasmic beam of energy blasted out at the dragon. In the throne room the beam didn't seem to do anything to the surface of the room, however if it struck the glass it would bounce off it and upwards towards the roof.
dragomite narrowly dodged the beam as it landed on the floor. Its dark blue eyes narrowed at abaddon. "Gonna make things difficult i see" It thumped its tail against the floor, having gained enough presence to activly drain magic from his surroundings now "No matter...i'll just absorb everything else. Maybe your little catches there too" his fangs open as he tilts his head a bit towards Peter and Adalyn
[Abaddon] snarled at the dragon, landing to the ground as he watched what the dragon was doing. "annoying pest." He snarled, examining the little dragon as it began to absorb the surrounding magics. The castle was filled with magic, the entire abyss was filled with magic and dragomite would quickly be overwhelmed by it if it even could be overwhelmed. Abaddon flew forward suddenly, aiming to catch the dragon in his hand as he burst towards it like a bat outta hell.
dragomite watched him and when abaddon burst forward, dragomite launched forward as well, aiming to latch onto him again as before. The dragon was a foot tall now and if his bite connected, would not be something you could easily rip off. He could be overwhelmed by magic but it would take a while and a course of him growing too fast. You could almost think of him like cell from dbz, changing each time he got enough magic to make the shift.
Peter - should Dragomite manage to bite Peter at all he would be met by a nasty surprise as the boy's blood would taste fowl and his magic even more so. It would be poisonous and make the dragon quit sick.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:10:32 GMT -8
Abaddon flew fast, aiming to grip at Dragomite's neck. Reguardless of whether he caught the dragon by the neck or the dragon caught him he would carry them to the end of the room, pressing the dragon against the wall as his eye lit up, readying to fire a plasmic beam at the dragon.
Dragomite managed to get hold of his on the arm and continued to syphon energy off of abaddon. At his current size he could drain a much larger amount than in his smaller form. Even when he was smashed against the wall he held on, trying to suck away enough magic to prevent the blast that was coming.
Abaddon snarled, the eye widening as it began to flash, building up energy to fire the blast. Nothing came of it though, Abaddon growling irritatedly as the eye lost it's energy and his knee began to buckle. "I won't... die to this thing." He growled, looking to the door suddenly. He lifted Dragomite in his arm and spread his wings, using his wings to help push him towards the door and into the hall. He struggled, blinking and shaking his head as he used his wings to force himself forward in leaps, aiming to exit the castle. He grabbed hold of dragomites neck, making sure to hold the dragon against him as he snarled and growled, exiting into the warm air of the abyss. "So tell me pest... can you survive... in lava?" He growled with a half cocked grin, aiming to leap into the sea of lava below the castle. He knew he could survive in the lava but was betting on the dragon being unable to.
Dragomite stayed quiet as he continued to syphon energy. His eyes glinted though showing he was not afraid though. He couldnt survive lava as of yet but didnt plan on keeping hold that long. He flapped his wings helping to pull abaddon toward the edge while maintaining his bite.
Abaddon felt dragomite flaping it's wings, helping him to move towards the pit. He clutched hard on dragomites neck, not intending to let the creature go easily as he gave himself one last flap and push them over the edge. He beat his wings again for good measure, making sure that Dragomite's back was to the lava as they plumeted towards the sea below.
Dragomite felt him trying to pin him down to hit first...until he doubled in size again after absorbing enough magic from abaddon. Two feet tall now he turns his head and opens his maw. Abaddon would feel it slightly at first as the static in the air began to build. Dragomites throat began to glow for a moment before a torrent of lightning fired from his mouth as he tried to free himself.
Abaddon roared at the dragon, gripping tightly to it with all his strength. He was an archfiend, he wasn't going to just lose to this pink overglorified mosquito. He beat his wings again, ready to take the dragon's blast head on as he forced his weight down, pushing Dragomite towards the lava. "You would steal from me!" He roared at it, blood lust in his eyes as the torrent of lightning flowed over Abaddon, his body taking the blast head on as he continued to grip Dragomite.
Dragomite grimaced as his attack did little it seemed, still not enough power. He grinned to him "Yes, and i will steal from you, and i'll keep stealing from you until i have taken everything. Enjoy your bath ugly" He cackles a bit as he vanishes giving abaddon a face full of pink dust that tasted absolutely horrible, like a bar of soap mixed with rotten milk.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:12:46 GMT -8
Abaddon growled and roared at dragomite again as it spoke, watching it vanish into nothing but smoke and causing him to dive head first into the sea of lava. It took a while before he popped back up from the drink, the lava bubbling and sloshing as he moved in it. He roared again, still feeling exhausted from the drain. Next time he saw that thing he wouldn't hesitate to blast it to nothingness with his beam. He was on guard now.
Abaddon, took a deep breath, realizing the creature was gone. The very image of it in his mind enraged him as he struggled to lift himself from the lava, flying back up to dry land. He fell to his knee, taking a moment to breath as he was exhausted from the dragon draining him. He looked back up to the fortress, a foul expression on his face as he realized that thing is going to be stuck in the Stygian abyss with them. He stood to his feet, walking back into the fortress and into his throne room. He looked down at the two still unconscious on the ground. "Whatever..."He grumbled, deciding not to worry about it until it showed itself again as he reached down and grabbed Peter first. He took Peter back into the hall, carrying him over his shoulder as he moved down hallways and up a set of stairs until they came a small room filled with cabinets and an armoir. A large door with a barred window on it. He opened the door, throwing Peter down into the tower cell and closing the door behind him as he left Peter in the cell with the skeleton on the wall.
Abaddon left Peter in the cell as he moved back to the throne room, picking up Adalyn in his arms and moved to the doors at the other end of the throne room, opening into the stairwell that led to his bedchambers. Once they up to the room he would gently lay Adalyn in the bed, groaning a little as he soon passed out on the bed next to her from the lack of energy he currently had.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:17:11 GMT -8
Peter- started to come around in the tower he was in. The man moaning in pain and crying out as he tried to move and further pain shot through him from the leg. He looked around the small room and saw the skeleton chained up on the wall. He looked to the door, his vision blurry from the injury.
[Abaddon] Woke after a long sleep, groaning as he reached up and rubbed his neck where the blasted dragon had bit him. His body was still healing from it, having been drained by the thing. He felt back to normal now however, looking over to Adalyn who was still sleeping in the bed next to him. He stood up, looking over her a moment before he left the room, making his way to the washroom beneath his room where the only source of water was. It was a strange system, using some sort of magic or alchemy to create water from the air around the fortress. He walked in, taking a rag from off the counter and poured some water over it. The water was lukewarm at best but it would have to do for now as he made sure the rag was sufficiently damp, taking it back up to his room and using it to drape over Adalyn's forehead. He cleaned her wound and face with it lightly before letting it rest on her head, hoping the water would still be cool enough to add some comfort before looking to the tower across from his room where the prison cell was with a snarl. He would make his way through the fortress, finally comming to the room with the door and looking in to see if Peter had came do yet.
Dragomite meanwhile found a cave to rest in. He would almost hibernate as he slowly absorbed the magic around him, he needed to get bigger.
Peter was indeed awake, his screams coming from the other side of the door. The man moved enough to lean himself against one of the wall's, screaming more at further pain jolted up through his body at the movement. He panted looking to the injury with a wince. It was likely he would have to cut the limb off with how badly the bone was crushed.
[Abaddon] grined as he watched Peter writhing in pain, moving over to one of the cupboards to pull out another collar much like the one that Adalyn was wearing. He opened the door, closing it behind him as he entered the room, unaware of how much the boy could still use his power and decided to be safe. He tossed the collar down beside Peter, crossing his arms and looming over him. "When you want to eat... you will put that on." He said with a nasty grin. He stood for a moment before he began to walk around Peter, his tail swatting at his broken leg as he came around by it.
Peter- leaned his head back against the wall he was propped on. He was about to get to work trying to mend it the best he could but then the door opened and that man came in. He was seeing double as the collar as tossed down to him. "well I'm not hungry.." he said, gritting his teeth "YYYYAaaaarrgg!!" He cried out as the man hit his injured leg with his tail. "screw off! Just let me go!. 'm not going to be a slave to you or anyone!.. Never again!" he snarled, this situation reminding him too much of the first time he had been killed. He had been tortured quite a bit back then too.
[Abaddon] Laughed as he circled Peter again. "Again? So you have been before..." He said, stopping and looking down at him. "Then you should know the consaquences of your actions." He looked to the collar and back to Peter. "Eventually that collar will be placed around your neck. Scream all you want. Cry and shout." He said and leaned towards Peter. "You are in the Stygian Abyss. Even if you can mend that leg and escape this cell... you will never escape this realm." He said, standing back up and continuing his circle, swatting his leg again with his tail. He stopped as he came back around to his let, raising his foot to rest on Peter's left calf. "Would you wish for me to even you out?" He said with a laugh, rolling the muscle of the calf beneath his foot.
Peter growled at the man despite how worn and hurt he felt. Perhaps it had been a mistake to tell him that this had happened before but then he wasn't thinking strait. "that's all I need is to get out of here.. from there.. it's just a matter of time. Someone will come looking for me." he said. "Aaaaarrrrggghh" he screamed at the further hit's to his broken leg. His own tail lashed out to grab Abaddon's leg and pull it off his good leg. He would need at least one leg to stand on for sure, either that or he would have to learn to walk on his hands. "Screw you!" was all he could think to say.
[Abaddon] looked down at Peter's tail as it gripped at his leg, not having the strength to pull his leg away however as Peter was only a boy with a broken leg and Abaddon was towering behemoth. He gave Peter a wicked grin as he heard the words thrash from his mouth, pushing down hard and slowly onto Peter's leg. Abaddon didn't break his leg yet but it would be evident that he intended to break the bone very slowly. "Did I hear you correctly? I thought I just heard you tell me to break it." He said, flashing that nasty grin at Peter.
Peter found himself not able to pull the man off his leg , his hands tightened into fists and became white at the knuckles as he tried to bear with this new pain along with that of the old pain. He couldn't just move his leg without it hurting. He knew then he was screwed. It was either to collar or lose not one but both legs.. sure his mother could give him new ones but then that would require getting out of this place. He tried to shove the man off next "Raaarrggggg!" he cried out in pain as he tried this as it meant moving his bad leg and twisting the leg this man as trying to crush. "get off me" he snarled, his skin starting to glow green and his eyes shimmering.
[Abaddon] Pushed down harder, feeling Peter's tibia beginning to bow beneath his weight as he tried to twist his leg from beneath Abaddon's foot. He grinned as he watched Peter beginning to glow, his eyes shimmering as Abaddon bore his teeth at Peter. "Interesting..." He said, placing a little more weight on the bone. He was too curious to see what was about to happen to let up now as he looked into Peter's eyes with a sickening grin plastered on his face.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:18:59 GMT -8
Peter was weak and low on magic it was true but he was desperate. Before long he was just a glowing mass of green. this is what happened when the vale dropped for the fae. It showed them for their true form. Peter looking like a living green gem. Hi Hand shifting and becoming sharp as he stabbed at the leg crushing his own. "Get off.. aaaargggeee.... get.. uh.." he was getting close to passing out again, darkness closing in on him.
[Abaddon] watched as Peter transformed into that of a crystalized being. An emerald man if you would. He watched as Peter lashed out again, reaching down to slice as Abaddon's foot. Before he could reach far enough to slice him Abaddon growled, placing all his weight down suddenly onto Peter's leg. In his current state Abaddon wasn't sure what would come of this act, wether he would still feel bone break or if the leg would shatter into pieces under his weight. Once the deed was done whatever happened Abaddon would move his leg away, backing slightly as he looked over Peter's new form. "This is going to be troublesome." He grumbled, thinking of what he could do to combat this new form. His hide was tough indeed but this was new to him. Abaddon had never needed to deal with a fae.
Peter - Only looked like he was made of crystal like this but wasn't actually. His form now resisting the pressure put on it as it was actually harder now. His hand was sharp and would cut through the mans tough skin. Still a snap was heard and Peter growled, lashing around wildly "RAAARRRGGG! he shouted, seething and foaming at the mouth. "I will not.. will not.. no.. get away from me Kern!" he shouted, apparently losing it no and mistaking this one for his last captor. Little did Kern know all it would take was some cold iron to get his way.
[Abaddon] Snarled at Peter, looking up to the shackles on the wall where he had Adalyn hanging back when she was first brought here. He walked over to it, snapping open the bar and letting the cold black metal of the shackles smack against the black marble wall with a sadisfying ring. There were no chains to these shackles, instead attached to the wall with an iron bar to connect them. Abaddon looked back to Peter, thinking on how he was going to get Peter into the shackes in his current state. He felt an irritation on his leg where Peter had swiped at him, the sharpness of his hand able to cut Abaddon's tough skin. He would need to do something with those hands, but breaking them might cause too much pain for him to bare and Abaddon needed the kid lucid for what he had planned to do.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:20:19 GMT -8
Peter continued to try and cut at the man as much as he could. All he could think of was escape and revenge. Old images of his eyes being removed along with his tongue had him freaking out. He didn't noticed the chains now, he just saw Abaddon and moved as best he could to stab and cut at his lower limbs. "I'm going to kill you!" he growled out, droll dripping to the floor.
[Abaddon] scratched his chin idly, watching as he walked around Peter and made sure not to get close enough to get stabbed. After a moment he moved to the door, opening it and walking out. He didn't shut the door right away, believing that Peter couldn't go very far without his legs as he moved to the armoire in the corner of the room and opened it to revial various large instruments, mostly weapons and toys of torture. After a moment he found what he was looking for, reaching forward and pulling out the long steel plated leather gloves. The gloves were thick and the only place the gloves weren't plated were on teh palms. He put them on, the gloves reaching to his elbows as he moved back to the room, shutting the door behind him with a loud thud.
Peter continued to try and stab and swipe at the man even as he left, falling to the ground crying and screaming like a crazy man. He grabbed the collar and threw it out the door as best he could. He was groaning and splayed on the floor by the time Abaddon came back, the man panting heavily and zoning in and out of consciousness.
[Abaddon] approached Peter, moving over him quickly and kneeling down. He pressed one knee to Peter's arm while he grabbed the other arm with his hand, making sure he couldn't cut him as he moved his hand beneath his knee and grabbed hold of Peter's wrists. Once he had Peter's wrists secure in his hand he stood up, lifting Peter with him as he carried him over to the shackles. His prehensile tail would do the work of moving the shackle door closed while he held Peter's arms in place, only then moving his hand quickly to press the shackle door closed before Peter could move his arms out and locked it shut. He stepped back, watching as Peter's broken legs dangled above the floor, the shackles holding Peter up nearly to Abaddon's eye level. Abaddon grunted, walking over to the door and picking up the collar, returning it and taking Peter's head in his hand, slapped the collar hard against Peter's throat. The clasps on the back of the collar magically locked shut, sealing the collar around his neck as Abaddon stepped back and looked over Peter with a chuckle.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:22:01 GMT -8
Peter couldn't fight back even if he wanted to now. He as running on fumes and needed food and energy. Abaddon would be able to easily get Peter into the shackles. "AAAAHHHGGG! GRAAA!" he scremed at the pain as the cold Iron of the shackles touched his skin. The green disappeared and now he was just a pathetic looking gardener hanging from the wall, his skin burning at the spots touching the metal. "uuuhhgg.. uhhhg.." his head fell forward and his green hair turned a yellowish colour instead. "mom...dad.." h whimpered, tears falling down his cheeks.
[Abaddon] stepped back, rubbing his chin as he watched Peter's adverse reaction. He made note of the burns around his wrist, the shackles were doing that. "So... these shackles are a weakness..." He growled, not exactly sure why but hey it worked. He stepped forward again, leaning in a bit as he looked to Peter's face. "Are you... hungry?" He asked Peter, wanting to gauge a reaction.
Peter continued to grunt in pain, his wrist bleeding as the chains dug into his skin around his wrists. "Screw you" he managed.. "I'm not going to work for you.. I'm not going to open any more portals for you, you vampire scum.." he mumbles. He was fading out again from the pain. "I'm not a demon anymore.. you have no hold over me..!" he screamed in the mans face.
[Abaddon] wasn't sure where this was comming from, he moved and punched Peter good in the stomach, watching him reel from the strike. He was obviously not talking about him, but his brow raised as Peter said he was no longer a demon. "So you were a demon of some sort once?" He said, turning and walking a bit away. "Iet's see if we can't bring some of that back shall we?" He said with a laugh, moving to take off his gloves.
Peter did reel and spat up some blood too. Wether it was possible to be changed back when he was what he was not even he could say. He wasn't just any normal fae. He was a construct with a living soul giving the thing he was life. He had been made by powerful magic against normal fae law too. "no! nooo!!" he screamed.
[Abaddon] grined sadistically at Peter as he turned back, draping the goves over his shoulder. "I will be back..." He said, moving to the door and closing it behind him when he left. It would be several hours before Abaddon returned, not because he had anything better to do but because he wanted Peter to suffer in wait as he went to check on Adalyn. She was still unconsious and Abaddon blamed Peter for that, moving back to the tower and reentering the room, this time he carried his great warhammer with him, hoisting it over his shoulder as he approached Peter once more.
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Post by Peter Ja'hin Maraschino on Aug 30, 2017 13:23:08 GMT -8
Peter passed out on Abaddon when the man left. He blacked out, his mind slipping back into old memories. That graveyard swimming to the surface. It was cold and lonely and despite being dead he could still feel the pain of the things that had been done to him. He only started coming around again as Abaddon came back. "let me go.. I just .. let me go... so much pain.." He complained.
[Abaddon] dropped the head of the hammer to the ground, walking up to Peter with that devilish grin. "You know... I am at a strong lack of servants now days..." He said almost suggestively. He looked over Peter's form, crossing his arms. "I can't exactly breed you... so what exactly can I do with you?" He said, raising his brow at Peter. "What do you do where you are from?"
Peter managed to lift his head enough to look at the man . "I'm sterile... I can't have kids even if you did breed me... I was a master gardener and healer back home.. I can't lie... a Fae curse.. I con only try to avoid your questions.. but I can't .. too much pain.. I doubt you ned healers here.. or gardeners..so aside from that I can cook and clean" he managed, his voice now horse from screaming.
[Abaddon] raised his brow as he heard the word 'gardener'. "Well well... as it so happens I am in need of a gardener. You see this land is devoid of water and so not much grows here for plant life... but a fae. Your magic might be able to bring plant life to my land." He said, stepping forward and looking to Peter with a smile. "I am your master. Do as I say and obey me and I can be kind..." He moved in closer, his grin growing more sadistic. "Fight me and refuse..." He said, pushing on his broken leg with his hand hard. "And I will bring you pain. Actions have consaquences." He said, leaning back and standing upright again.
He took his turn raising a brow as he wasn't sure how he could make anything grow here without water. Even his magic would only do so much. But at that push to his leg he was screaming again. He would have to agree to his terms and do as he said for now "yes.. yes master.. but how? I can't grow if I can't walk.. I need energy to use my magic and what I feed on is not normal food for my energy. I need to feed on emotions... on goblin fruit..." he told the other. "not just that but.. I can't do anything at all around this cold Iron...it seems my magic" he admitted.
[Abaddon] scowled to Peter, it would seem this would be more work that it might be worth he thought. "Feed on emotions?" He asked, raising crossing his arms as he waited for Peter to explain. "Goblin fruit?"
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