Post by Talion on Aug 2, 2010 13:33:53 GMT -5
[20:43] Quyten Yalin walked from the catacombs with out much notice to the passerby and heads deep into the forest breathing in the cleansing woodsy smells and sounds. finding a suitable place where he feels he won't be disurbed, he slips the kilij out of it's custom, battered and scarred sheath. carefully walks through a few of the basic stances easily flowing from one to the other, his muscles and mind quickly remembering the feel, the heft and the manipulation of it. begins to slip into his troubled memories not realizing that the door cannot be easily shut once it's opened...
[21:02] Quyten Yalin flows with little effort through the more of the movements with the kilij letting his mind wander. As he moves and dives into the painful memories, he's unware that he is self-inducing a hypnotic trance loosening his shields and allowing his power to swirl around him in icy cold gusts as his eyes bleed to a reddish copper... the beginning stages of his look of Uncontrollable Death.
[21:22] Talion Magic had been in the woods all day, he'd worked late into the night and most the Pack had other things to do. When he made his way to the pile there were very few in it. He shrugged his shoulders and went back down stairs and headed out to the lupanar. He spent a long time out there laying on the rock, trying to find some guidance from the munin. After some time he figured he'd head back to the house to see what was up and then if nothing was needing him he'd head back and hunt tonight, just for the exhileration. He walked through the forest feeling a part of it and came around a grouping of trees and saw Q going through some sort of ritual thing with a sword. He stopped a safe distance away and watched him, admiring the way his muscles moved in the light, the sweat glistened on his skin. Tal bit his lower lip watching and was thinking more of how those moves would work in the bed room than anything else at the moment.
[21:26] Dawn Raynier rose from her seat on the fountain. She turned and headed out to the forest. Once she was well out of sight of town, she dropped her magic like taking a breath she had been holding. Dawn softly smiled as she slowly climbed a hill and headed off for a little walk through the forest. She took off her boots and hid them in some brush. Despite her more relaxed nature, she kept herself from being fully open to all the magic of the forest and kept her senses fully aware of everything around her.
[21:35] Quyten Yalin as his memories come rushing to the surface, so does the immense, unspeakable pain associated with them ripping his shields to shreds allowing his power to flow unchecked. mentally screaming, crippled with the pain he claws at the strongest memory closest to the surface: the massacre of his Raiding band in the cold, mountainious Romanian forests. His mind seized this and transported him back to that time... the cold, the forest... the movements... everything fit. turns his head hearing soft movements near him his dark copper eyes rivet to the enemy. Mentally so far gone, he does not recognize who it is.. that the clothes are all wrong... nor that he is unarmed. all he sees is a threat... to be killed. Smoothly and gracefully he turns and stares at him... with the look that reads of cold death and nothing else.
[21:40] Aydryan Underwood sat downstairs by the fireplace, relaxing and watching the patrons live their lives. Hikaru was conducting business and taking care of the Church this evening. He was about to close his eyes when he felt the chaos at the back of his mind among all the voices of those vampires that had oathed to him. His awareness of his surroundings faded slightly as he focused on those voices, plucking this one and that one away once he realized it wasn't them. Finally, all that remained was Q. Within his mind, he listened to the pain, the anger, the need to defend. Was the vampire in trouble? Aydryan sat up slowly, head canting to the side as he listened more closely, trying to get a clearer picture.
[21:41] Talion Magic was leaning against a tree causually enjoying the show so to speak when Q turned and fixed a murderous gaze on him. He almost laughed, actually started to as it never occured to him that Q of all people he knew would hurt him. His look changed to one of puzzlement, wondering what was wrong with Q. He stepped toward him, "Q? Quyten?!" He stopped wary. "You okay?" He'd never seen that look on him before.
[22:01] Quyten Yalin pauses for a breif moment confusion flitting over his face hearing his name but in a language he barely understands... it just didn't make any *sense* as the muffled voices and shouts around him are a smattering of Romanian and Turkish. Narrows his red eyes at him glaring. An enemy that he knows his name as he does not wear the midnight attire of his Band. Spits out a single word into the pine-and-snow scented cool air "Casus!" (Spy!) and launches into a running attack...swiftly closes the gap betwen us and uses his running momentium to swing the deadly blade around in an arching upswing.
[22:01] Talion Magic took a step back as Q yelled something at him that he didn't understand. Disbelief flooded his features and his mind as Q srushed toward him he almost forgot to react. He didn't want to hurt him so he lept out of the way at the last minute a move so quick that he was there one minute and not the next. Was infact behind Q having jumped over him almost and turned incase he turned. He was not stupid if Q was going to fight him he knew that both of them had very quick reflexes and extreme capablity for strength. Q's blade sliced along his side as he flipped over Q's head it would have gone through his midsection if he hadn't moved and still it was a deep cut, any closer to the front and his intestines would have been spilling out around Q's feet. He snarled and landed hard behind Q clutching his side. He tried one more time to break through Q's mind, he sent his beast. Q knew his power, knew his blood, he was Q's pomme de' sang and they shared more on a much deeper level. His power flared around Q, his beast tried to trip up his legs by making him feel the fur and pressure of it along his shins even though there wasn't really anything there to physically trip on. He screamed at him both in his mind and with his voice. Although he'd never ever shared thoughts with him he was trying everything he could think of. "QUYTEN!!!! STOP!"
[22:06] Talion Magic: ((Q - 0 Points, Tal - 2 points))
[22:08] Aydryan Underwood frowned as the situation didn't ease up, whatever it was. Slowly, he stood from the beanbag he was sprawled in. One of his Kiss seemed to be having difficulties, but he couldn't pin it down. This wouldn't do at all. Turning for the door, he decided he would try to locate the man physically and then go from there.
[22:26] Quyten Yalin barely feels resistance to the blade as it slices talion's side with liquid ease watching him leap up and over him twarting what would normally be a clean cleave in two. Whirls around bringing the sword down in a natural downward extension of the previous upswing. The air is heavy with the metallic scent of blood and sweat as it crackles with cold and hot power. Pauses barely registering the internal and external screams of Talion making him more confused. Shakes his head and fixes tal with a deadly stare "Vrajitoare.. diavolul... casus! suficient de trucuri dvs, pregăteşte să moară!" (warlock, devil, spy! enough of your tricks, prepare to die!) and darts towards him again swinging his blade from above this time.
[22:30] Talion Magic stood up and as he did so he gritted his teeth against the pain of his open side looking up to see the arc of metal in the light between the trees he twisted and rolled on the grass throwing himself back from it as he felt it open his chest and the sticky blood began to flow down the front of him. He howled his anger and frustration and foced his hands to shift. Claws flew out of his fingers, his hands grew hair as the shift rode up his arms. His wolf was lunging to be allowed to go further to join the fight and rip Q's throat out but Tal forced it to stay; only letting his hands change, using his claws, his preferred weapons since he had none with him and Q was coming at him with a wicked looking blade that already proved to be able to cleave him in half. He was much more careful now. More aware as his mind clicked into fight mode. This was not his friend, his blood brother. This was something else, just as leathal as any enemy and while he did not want to kill him, he certainly was not going to let him just chop him up. He watched him, ignoring the blood running down his leg and soaking his torn up jeans the sting of the slice over his chest stung enough to bring his adrenaline up helping him with the pain. He rolled forward still low on the ground as Q raised his blade up for another strike, Tal slashed his claws across Q's legs trying to take his legs out.
[22:33] Talion Magic: ((End Round 2: Q - 1.5, Tal - 3.5))
[22:35] Aydryan Underwood stood on a corner near Sanctuary, eyes closed as he listened internally, sought the presence of Q. He had already called the Catacombs and discovered the Q was not there. Slowly, he turned until he felt a pull toward the forest. His gaze opened and focused on the large trees before him. That was shifter territory. He hoped that a group of shifters had not come upon Q and felt the need to take him out. Long legs finally moved and began carrying him into the wood.
[22:46] Quyten Yalin swings into seemingly thin air as tal rolls forward and roars in frustation as the blade sinks only into the forest floor. His momentum carries him a few more stumbling steps as physical pain followed by bloood blooming on his thighs. Pants heavily from habit and quickly surveys the possible attack scenarios tal proving he is swift and armed. retrieves his weapon jerking it out the ground and brings it in close (blade out) in a katana-like stance. stretches the stance to it's fulliest extent and steps in thrusting forward in an unusual attack for that heavy and shape of a weapon.
[22:53] Talion Magic rolled off to the side again, a hand went to his side, stuffing his guts back into his body as he breathed through the pain a moment watching Q's every move, every nuance. His chest heaved with each breath about the only thing at the moment in the middle of his body besides his heart that wasn't cut open yet. He growled from deep within a menacing growl that let whatever it was directed at know that this was war. He ducked low as Q stabbed forward and the blade singed past his hair he lunged foward himself throwing his weight and shoulders at Q's thighs, reaching up in the fall to try to find his hands and grip his arms. He had no idea if he could hold him down but he was going to try. If not he'd have to take Q's arm probably. He put all his forward momentum and weight into the lunge tackling Q in an effort to knock him on his back to the ground.
[22:54] Talion Magic: ((End round 3: Q - 2, Tal - 4.5))
[22:57] Aydryan Underwood moved silently through the shadows, in fact, he called more to him. If there were enemies within the wood, he would rather pass unnoticed. Still the voice that was Q remained unsettled, wild and somehow..... not right. Further, deeper into the forest he moved, a somewhat anxious thrum running through his nerves....a thrill of excitement. How long had it been since he's actually had to fight someone?
[23:07] Quyten Yalin changes his momentum at the last split second seeing tal lunge forward and attempts to leap aside/over him but isn't fast enough to have his entire body clear tal's path. groans as tal pins one of his legs to the ground. he can't swing his sword or risk cleaving off his own leg (and that'd be stupid). Twisting and kicking his shoulder he attempts to worm his way out of tal's grasp.
[23:11] Talion Magic growled and snarled landing on Q's leg trying to get his other appendages under him as well they wrestled on the ground, Q connected his heel to Tal's side, it was not a strong hit but with the gaping wound there he nearly lost his grip from the pain of it. "Damn it Q! STOP!" He growled and struggled some more with him finally managing to get farther up his body even with all the blood now covering them both and soaking what little clothing they had on a dark red he swung a fist into Q's face to try to knock him out.
[23:13] Talion Magic: ((End round 4: Q - 2.5, Tal - 5))
[23:15] Aydryan Underwood frowned at the idea that this sort of searching took time, perhaps too much time. Aydryan began to trot along through the shadows, a shadow within the darkness himself.
[23:18] Rhage Terasaur: The world was different through the eyes of a leopard. That was still the foremost thought in her mind as the snowy white cat made her way through the treetops. Rhage had spent the better part of the past two days in the woods getting to know this other side of her... and hiding. She didn't really like that realization, but it was true enough. It sounded like wind caressing the canopy as she leapt from limb to limb, tree to tree, following the sounds that had disturbed her slumber. It would appear that in -any- form Rhage was a nosy creature...
[23:22] Quyten Yalin grabs tal's hand/claw at it glances off his jaw and attempts to kick his trapped leg out from under tal's weight. he grimances at the weight of tal on him and the heavy scent of blood were becoming oppressive.
[23:29] Talion Magic struggles with him some more gaining more ground and grunting wtih the kick as it agrivates his side again he can feel all the blood he's lost, it's nearly pooling in the ground around them as he fights his way up Q's body to get his arm over him again and reach for his hand with the weapon in it. He gets an idea and inches up further, even though it means letting his legs go he some how manages to straddle Q's chest, reach for the blade that had been slicing and dicing him all through the fight and at the same time he brough his claws oever his chest to open that wound up more and let what he had left of his blood pour out over Q's face he reached up then and grabbed Q's cheeks in his claws forcing him to feed from the blood that was running out of his chest. If this didn't work he wasn't sure what he'd do since he'd lost a lot of blood, he could almost hear it squish in the ground under them there was so much of it.
[23:29] Talion Magic: ((End Round 5: Q - 3, Tal - 6))
[23:35] Aydryan Underwood came through the hollow log and finally heard the sounds of struggle and the rich scent of lycan blood, powerful lycan blood. The shadow that was him moved around the swell of ground and the two figures came into view. Both brows shot up because it was Talion fighting with Q. Quick thoughts moved through his head. This was not a spar, for Q's energy was wild and painful. What had gone wrong between them? And, who had begun this fight? Slowly moving forward, his metaphysical grasp upon the lifeline to Q tightened. If worse came to worse....he would simple deny Q that force that woke him each night.
[23:39] Rhage Terasaur growled softly, the sound somehow softer than it should have been to her mind. Everything about the snow leopard was softer than she had expected. Her tail whipped this way and that, longer than the length of her body, balancing her as she tested the cat's limits. The scent of blood greeted her and ebony rosettes shimmered across pristine white fur as her body tensed. Without much thought, she leapt on top of a huge old log that crossed the river, crouching and working her way across it slowly. She was cognizant of the fact that even in the dark, if anyone bothered to glance her way, her coloring would work against her. She reached the far end of the tree, her body pressed low to it, the tip of her tail flicking back and forth as her mind processed. She recognized the Ulfric through the scent of blood, and the one he fought with was vaguely familiar. And then there was the Master. There was little doubt in her mind that either of them, this one in particular, could handle whatever was thrown at them... Silently, she leapt from the old tree to one of the rises that seemed to protect their chosen sparring grounds. A calculated risk, certainly, it would be difficult to miss the brief flash of white fur in the darkness if one were looking her way. She was counting on their attention being on one another and their fight though, as she settled down to watch with a dispassionate intrigue.
[23:47] Quyten Yalin feels tal inch up and straddle my hips. gasps as tal's familar and powerful lycan blood spills into my face some of it trickling into my mouth barely able to ignore the taste and draw of it, I growl in frustration and arches my back, lifting my hips trying to get him off of me. During the struggle, I see movement near and glares at the red-head with coppery-red eyes. Growls at tal "prieten de-al tău?" (friend of yours? [romanian])
[23:53] Talion Magic gasped for air as his blood welled out of his chest and into Q's mouth and face. His own life force started to ebb but he pulled power from the wolves, let his beast a little closer to the fore, his face started to change a bit, maw and teeth elongating. He was pulling what he could without shifting but it was costing him. He saw that his idea to get Q to refocus was not working, it had been risky to loose even more blood and already his mind was swimming but he wasn't down yet. He sat up abruptly and since he was already on Q's chest he enforced his struggle with Q's sword hand trying to pry it out of his grasp, to slam his hand down to get him to let go of it. Punches and kicks he could deal with but that weapon had already opened him up twice and part of his midsection was still trying to come outside to get some air. He pushed past the pain and sunk his claws into Q's wrist being somewhat careful of the veins in his arm as his claws slipped through missing anything vital.
[23:53] Talion Magic: ((End Round 6: Q - 5, Tal - 6))
[0:02] Aydryan Underwood watched as Tal kept Q pinned, but the Ulfric was weakening. He could see it and smell it. Aydryan still didn't understand what was wrong with Q, but....he had at least one idea and that alone frightened him. Had Marmee Noir found a way past himself and Hikaru? Found a way to get into Q's mind and take him over? The very idea was sickening. Either way this fight had to end. He flowed down the hill, the shadows shredding around him to reveal his form. The one eye glowed bright with like light through water as he focused on Q. He wrapped his power around the lifeline, the bond between himself and Q, then yanked it away. The 'magic' that was his by right of City Master was just no longer there to help Q function during the night.
[0:09] Rhage Terasaur studied the pair as though one might study a science project... with very little care for the reality of what was going on, eager for results. The tip of her tail flicked back and forth. It was a testament to her control... either that or she was truly a homicidal sociopath... that she could sit there and study them thus with the scent of blood strong and fresh hanging heavy in the air. Rhage blinked and growled as shadows split and suddenly... there was the Master, Aydryan. Brush it off, she ordered herself. It wasn't difficult to do so as her eyes followed his movements.
[0:13] Quyten Yalin cries out as tal's claws sink into my wrist and I loose my grip on the kilij. Sees tal's not after the weapon, I move to try a melee attack and fall limp and still... as cold as ice.
[0:18] Talion Magic is so focused on the weapon and seeing it fall from Q's hand he pulls his claws from Q's wrist carefully and quickly swipes the weapon away from them and then looks down at Q ready to wrestle him some more and get his arms pinned down but suddenly Q simply goes dead. Again, for the second time this evening Tal looks at Q in disbelief. A hundred emotions work their way over his face in a matter of seconds, still somewhat disfigured from his partial shifting, his chest heaving with labored breathing as he is no longer fighting, no longer trying to keep Q from killing him and not killing Q in the process he suddenly seems to feel all the cuts from the weapon at once and reaches for his side, pushing against the wound. The power of the Pack recedes and the pain washes over him. He pitches forward to weak to sit up any more and then rolls off Q to lay next to him. He hadn't even notice anyone else nearby and with Q dead which is not what he was trying to do at all, he almost didn't care. His organs were still fighting to exit the wound in his side and the gapping chest wound was at least not bleeding any more. He rolled over, curled around Q and started to shiver with cold. "No, Q!" He whispered.
[0:25] Aydryan Underwood moved silently closer and around the two men until Talion would be able to see him. He crouched slowly and spoke, "You have not lost him, Talion. I have simply put him down for the moment." His nostrils flared as he inhaled, soaking in the rich scent of blood. It made his upper jaw ache. He studied Talion's body, the wounds that he could see, "Do you need help shifting, Ulfric? You must stop the bleeding." He then looked at Q, frowning slightly, "I wonder what it was...that had his mind in such chaos. Do you know, Talion?" He remained crouched there with easy elegance.
[0:26] Rhage Terasaur stood silently when Q went down, and had taken a step forward before she stopped herself. She crouched where she stood, eerily still. What to do, she wondered. As a cat she wasn't much help to them, save for keeping an eye and ear on their surroundings. The medical part of her itched to shift and help, but she held her place. Rhage figured her help wasn't wanted, and perhaps wasn't needed.
[0:31] Talion Magic lay on the ground rolling back to look up at Ayd, some bit of relief flashed in his animalistic eyes and he used what little he had to force his face back to a state he could speak better in. He opened his mouth a few times, several questions, a thank you? He didn't know what to say and he didn't want to leave Q. "I don't need help. But he does. I could carry him if I shift." He rolled his head back to look at Q and ran his hand over Q's arm. "I don't know, he was speaking his native language. I don't know what he was saying." He frowned. "Will he be okay?" He sat up with a groan and wave of pain. Gritting his teeth he forced himself to stand up. "Is there a way I can carry him to the catacombs?" He stood there still shivering and cold as ice, his lips were almost turning blue. It wasn't so much the injuries but the shock and the loss of someone so close to him.
[0:35] Aydryan Underwood looked up from Q to Talion, considering for a moment, "Shift, Talion...your body needs it. Then you can carry Q to the catacombs. I'll lead you." He reached out and lightly ran his fingers over Q's forehead, "I'm not sure yet, Talion. I will need Hikaru's help to understand what is happening inside here." His fingertips circled over Q's forehead indicating the within. Fluidly, he rose to his feet and looked at Talion expectantly.
[0:38] Rhage Terasaur crouched low to the ground again as they spoke of leaving. Soon, she knew, they would be checking their surroundings as they should have been... and she didn't want to be deemed a threat. Not with the trio in their present states and moods. Her chin leveled with the damp ground as Aydryan stood, her glacier blue eyes still following his movements.
[2010/08/01 0:38] Talion Magic nodded that's all he wanted was to carry Q and not leave his side no matter what. He shifted further stepping back so any residue did not add to the puddle of blood that Q was laying in and then knelt a moment on the ground letting his body heal itself, letting his strength build. After a few minutes he slipped his hands under Q's body and lifted in him into his arms like one would a beloved child. He tilted Q into his chest and turned to follow Ayd.
[0:47] Blade Velde waiting as the phone rang an oh there was a voice "Hey, Adrik? It's Blade. First i would like to apologize, an second Would you. Be willing to teach me to fight still?" he did a fast look around no one was here so spoke freely "Long story short, I am not classed under the human list anymore an could use some extra lessons on fighting. I'll pay of coarse an follow what ever rules you set. I just need to be stronger. An erm if your not to Busy can i may drop by an talk more about this with you.. I.. need to tell ash what happened too."
[0:50] Rhage Terasaur maintained her silence as they left, not moving until the little group was far out of her field of vision. When they were gone, she sat there for a moment more and wondered what had happened. It didn't take a lot to cause an argument... but that had been a few steps above a simple misunderstanding. Abruptly, the little cat whirled and leapt into the trees. No need to be around when others discovered the bloody mess and evidence. That thought had her skidding to a stop in the trees. The sword... She spun around and within moments leapt from the trees to the ground near where the shimmering weapon had been tossed aside... Hmm...
[1:08] Rhage Terasaur didn't touch the sword... yet. Instead her pale blue eyes studied it. Good size, she mused... Larger than any she had trained with, though not impossible to wield. It would be more difficult to throw, but that meant very little when you could toss around a small car. She could shift and take it, she mused... That would probably be smarter than what she actually did. After considering, and deciding that the hilt wasn't silver, she carefully picked it up. No one was around... Fabulous. She moved swiftly through the woods, backtracking through the shallows of the river, to the den where a neat pile of clothes lay waiting for her to shift back. The leopard dropped the sword near her clothes before padding out of the cave to shift. Didn't want that lovely goo coating her clothes, the den, or her new toy, she thought. She idly wondered what to do with the sword.
The Next Night (inside the catacombs):
[18:41] Aydryan ghosted into the room carrying an arm load of what appeared to be thick velvet rope. He smiled and nodded silently to Talion, acutely aware of the Ulfric's distress. He could taste it and smell it on the air. "Hopefully, Talion....we will be successful." Then he mounted the dias and began wrapping the velvet 'rope' around Q's torso and down his legs. As he did so, he spoke, "Within the thick velvet are silver chains, Ulfric. They will help contain him, keep him from struggling overly much while we try to figure this out. If he awakes that is, still in this...mental state. We do not want him to harm himself or any of us." He continued the binding, "The silver is cushioned and so will not irritate his skin, but it will weaken him." Then he straightened and moved to Q's head, looking down at him for a moment, then to Hikaru and Talion. "Let me know when you are ready."
[18:46] Talion dipped his head understanding although unable to say anything as he watched them closely. He figured they were taking care of their own just like he would one of the Pack and as a result at this moment trusted them to do what was right for Q.
[18:48] Hikaru wasn't far behind Aydryan, a bundle of clothing in his arms. Simple jeans and a t shirt that he hoped were about Talion's size. He was aware of the situation and had already fed, moving up beside Talion and giving him a small smile. "I thought you might like to shift back at some point." He set the clothing to one side of the dais then stepped up to Q's feet taking a deep breath and focusing before finally nodding. "Ready." He knew Q wouldn't be able to move with the chains, but he didn't want him in distress either.
[18:51] Aydryan nodded and looked at Q again. It was simple really, allowing those oathed to him to rise for the night. It usually happened without thought each night. There were no gestures, no words....just a flow of unseen power, life-force and Q just woke up, his soul returned for the night. Aydryan continued to watch him, subtle tension in his body as he waited to see what Q would do.
[18:53] Talion gruffed and snorted through his nose at Hik's pant leg as he set the clothes down and sat back again watching, then he slunk off to the side to shift back into his human form so that Q could see him when he woke and not some dark shadow with inhuman eyes.
[19:00] Quyten wakes gasping and thrashes slightly straining at the bindings before realizing that 1) talion's not on him and 2) he is bound by ropes that sting, itch and are really painful. He realizes his thighs are healed, but with the amount of dried blood on the clothes, he couldn't tell to what extent. Looks about with wide copper-red eyes and confusedly sees the three men without recognizing them. Scans the room thinking hurridly... 'no windows... no guards... ropes... shit. dungeon...' Takes a deep breath "cine eşti? în cazul în care sunt eu?" (who are you? where am I?)
[19:13] Hikaru reaches out to lightly touch Q's shin frowning. "Quyten.. Relax." That he wasn't speaking English was not an improvement and with a quick glance up at Aydryan, Hikaru started lowering his shields, gently peeking into Q's mind, watching and trying to understand. His eyes closed at the turmoil he found there, confusion and pain, anger and fear all mixing together. Though his words outwardly were English, he was also imparting the meanings directly to Q so he would understand. "You are safe Quyten, we are trying to help you." His frown deepened as he seemed to be stuck in a memory from his past, the rest since then possibly blocked by something.
[19:16] Aydryan remained silent and watchful at this point. It was up to Hikaru to bring Q back to normal. However, perhaps he could help keep Talion steady. That single eye shifted to the Ulfric as Ayd carefully let his faux wolf slink out, a slender thin shadow ... to lend comfort if Tal wished it.
[19:16] Talion changes and returns to the dias where they are working seeing Q wake and strain against the velvet covered silver. He looks hopeful and then his gaze is crestfallen as he hears Q talking to them, again in the language he doesn't understand. He sees that they have him under control and sits down heavily on the steps, with a sigh that held all the hope he had that it would all be over.
[19:18] Talion looked down feeling a wolf form and looked up at Ayd as it brushed over his body. He sat still and did not yet give up hope but wondered how much of Q's memory would be lost. Would he ever remember what they went through together or anything after the time he was locked into?
[19:24] Quyten he strains his leg away from hikaru's touch not knowing what these foreign-speaking people would do. his eyes go wide and huge with rising panic hearing words seemingly inside him. his thoughts race 'help him? how is being bound helping him? weren't these the same people who slaugthered his men? what help could they give?' his mind lands on the most logic conculsion he could come up with 'must be a trick' he sets his jaw and narrows his copper-red eyes as survival-fueled anger begins to well up within him.
[19:31] Hikaru removed his hand when Q jerked away from it, touching him wasn't needed for this. his mind began seeking out deeper into his, shields dropping a little bit more and when that anger began rising in him he knew that Aydryan could handle that, help calm him down somewhat. Hikaru stopped moving and breathing, it wasn't the perfect stillness that older vampires could achieve, but he wasn't trying for it either. Images flew past his mind's eye, glanced at then pushed aside, memories that were not his own, but Q's while he sought out the source of this distress, the reason for the block.
[19:32] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Hikaru Mekanic rolled 9 on a 27 sided die.
[19:35] Aydryan felt Q's rising rage and slowly blinked as he looked at the troubled vampire. This...he could help with. Bending forward slightly, he set his hands on the arm of the couch, preparing himself. He had not fed upon anger in a very long time. Then, as he drew in a slow breath, he opened himself and began siphoning the anger from Q. It was sooo rich, so hot and volatile. Long fingers clutched the couch until long nails began to bite into the fabric. The emotion filled him, seared through his nerves, flamed within his blood, but he could control this... for it was not his own.
[19:35] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Aydryan Underwood rolled 12 on a 27 sided die.
[19:38] Talion watched the two of them from his spot on the step, he could not see into Q's mind nor did he know that Ayd fed on his anger, to him it just looked like they were in deep concentration but Q was still struggling.
[19:40] Quyten blinks and tenses his body fighting his rising panic and fear feeling a presense in his mind as more hot, survival anger replaces the anger is slowly removed from him... how? he doesn't know... nor does he want to know.
[19:47] Hikaru frowned, pressing more of his mind down deeper while he felt Q struggling against him but for the moment, he was a neutral presence, trying to help calm at the same time he searched. Slowly Hikaru shifted, leaning forward to brace his hands against the couch, nearly mirroring Ayd without knowing it. He didn't react to the things he saw, he pushed the memories that were not relevant aside, he would forget them for the most part once he was removed from Q's mind.
[19:47] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Hikaru Mekanic rolled 6 on a 27 sided die.
[19:52] Aydryan 's head turned slightly as he slowly went to one knee, the one eye closed. His faux maker, Darius, had been french and so using this power tended to trigger certain behaviors within him. Whispering, "Sa colère est .... ainsi pur si fort." However, no matter what....feeding from emotion was not near as fulfilling as blood. (His anger is so pure....so strong.)
[19:53] Talion watched seeing frowns that did not sit too well with him. He was wondering what they were doing and he was thinking by the looks on their faces that it wasn't working very well.
[19:53] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Aydryan Underwood rolled 14 on a 27 sided die.
[19:58] Quyten widens my eyes hearing a language he recognizes, but confused by the statement 'damn right his anger was strong! he needed to survive!' he takes a breath and spills out a battery of questions "Qui êtes vous? pourquoi je suis? Que fais-tu pour moi?" (who are you? why I am bound? what are you doing to me?)
[20:07] Hikaru 's hands tightened on the couch, his skin visibly paling now with the strain and expenditure of his own power he was using. Everything came with a price and when it was with a power that was being used as.. precisely as Hikaru was using his, it took more. He found the current memory that spurned his disorientation and marked it, then continued on, making sure there wasn't another presence than there should be in his mind, beside himself of course, then he went back and examined this memory. Knowing what that would do, he silently warned Aydryan. Then, as gently as he could, he relived that memory with Q, his jaw tightening as he kept as much emotion from that memory at bay and just looked at the images of it all. Then he spotted it, that moment of anguish and violet eyes lifted to look at Aydryan, glowing brightly against the paler skin in the dark of the cavern. << I may have to remove this completely, Ami.>>
[20:09] Aydryan 's lips twitched slightly as Q finally responded to one of them. The language was the key it seemed. He continued to pull at that anger, wanting to remove it from Q so that he would just simply relax. As Aydryan did this, he continued to speak, softly, "Je suis Aydryan. Vous êtes coincés dans une mémoire, Quyten. Nous essayons de vous aider. Vous êtes sûrs avec nous. Nous ne devons pas ici vous faire mal. Talion est votre pomme de sang." That one eye opened and focused on Talion, the faux wolf that was only ever energy, stood beside Talion like a watchful shade. <<Do what you must, Beloved. This things keeps the two of them apart. Q would not want that...I would like to believe, nor Talion.>> (I am Aydryan. You are stuck in a memory, Quyten. We are trying to help you. You are safe with us. We are not here to hurt you. Talion is your apple of blood.)
[20:13] Talion heard nothing, saw very little and wasn't quite sure the paleness of Hikaru was from the light or his imagination. He only heard his name that he understood from Ayd. He wondered if he should take up other languages but compared to them and their being born in other countries ages before the US was even discovered and having all the time in the world to master new languages; his 36 years as a wolf in the woods and the porn industry or even as a hired killer just seemed very paultry at best. His heart was heavy, he could offer no help to them that he could think of and wanted to help so much more. His gaze shifted over all of them one after the other and he felt the pressure of Ayd's wolf at his leg but he was fighting more inside himself now with raw emotions and his own anger at not being able to do much but stand there like an idiot that it was mostly just a reassuring pressence.
[20:16] Quyten relaxes slightly but confusion is blantent on his features as his head swims hearing the names recognizing them vaugely like from a dream... 'memory? what memory? what's an apple of blood? why do I need to be... free ... of this memory?' opens his mouth to say something and then closes it unsure of where to begin. lighter anger, fear and confusion plays over his features and through his heart "ce que la ruse est-ce? comment doi maintenant vous n'allez pas me tuer ..." (what trickery is this? how do I now you aren't going to kill me...)
[20:26] Hikaru nodded and closed his eyes again, finding that spot in Q's mind then focusing even harder. The trick was knowing which threads to pull away, which to cut and keep. He wasn't dealing with a loom, he was plucking at someone's mind and the weight of that responsibility was not lost to him. He carefully pulled at the edges of that memory, having segregated it from the rest, pulling the whole of it into himself, the only other place for it to go and at the same time, leaving something of himself in it's stead. Should Q ever try to remember that moment, he would only find Hikaru staring back at him as he is now, explaining that his memory was safely guarded by him and should he want it when he felt he was ready, all he had to do was ask. Hikaru carefully withdrew from Q's mind then slowly sunk down to sit on the stone dais, his hands lifting to hold his head while he relived it in full, seeing and feeling everything as if it were his own, though he knew it wasn't, in silence, then began to file it away in his own mind."
[20:29] Aydryan was considering his answer to Q's questions when he noted the change in focus of the man's eyes. He knew that Hikaru was there, picking and plucking. So, he remained silent and simply waited. Waited to the presence of the man that he and Hikaru and mostly Talion....knew.
[20:32] Talion stood up as Hikaru sank down, again feeling rather out of place and not sure if Hikaru needed anything. He did not step toward them though, he did not want to startle Q into another frantic struggle and undo whatever it was they'd managed to accomplish. He looked at Q and hoped that something clicked somewhere. He couldn't help himself, very quietly he whispered, "Q?"
[20:37] Quyten stiffens and tenses his entire body trying to fight for the memory... then suddens goes limp as his eyes roll back into his head and his head lolls to the side as the memory is plucked away and replaced by.... nothing. For a moment he does nothing... the moment stretches on weighty with the anticipation. He blinks... gold flashes between the long lashes. He drunkenly tilts his head up hearing his name and then confusedly starts... "why am I in chains....?"
[20:41] Aydryan pulled his power back, wolf and that which fed on anger, pulling his shields in place. "You were having a bad....moment, Q." He rose back to his feet, sighing quietly, and move over to begin releasing the velvet covered chains. "We have been very worried for you." His head turned slightly to the Ulfric, "Especially Talion." In moments the bindings were gone. Aydryan set them to the side and then sat beside Hikaru, lifting a long fingered hand to gently comb through mussed russet hair.
[20:44] Hikaru painstakingly files that memory away, locking it up for safekeeping then slowly pulls his shields back up fully around himself, like shrugging on a jacket and zipping it up. He used those quiet moments to settle his mind again, the touch in his hair helping and he reached out both mentally and with his arm to his lover, leaning against his shoulder a bit and looking up at Q and Talion.
[20:48] Talion took a tentative step up one step toward Q, not yet sure even though the others were sitting off to the side now like the job was done he was not quite as sure. The concern and worry was etched in his face deep, a pain far more crippling than the pain of the sword the night before as he tried to see if Q was okay finally.
[20:51] Quyten blantent confusion still clear on his face as the covered silver chains were removed "a bad....moment?" he sits up shakily making a face at uncomfortable, stiff, blood soaked clothes "what aren't you telling me? ... and whose blood is this?" sees tal take a tentative step... his face reading worry. he looks even more confused, as it was very unlike tal to be unsure of himself "tal? what's wrong?"
[20:54] Aydryan settled himself behind Hikaru, drawing his lover back against his chest and wrapping one arm around him. He knew Hikaru would need time, so he took this moment to explain as best he could. "I'm not sure why you were out in the wood last night Q, but...when I came across you, you and Talion were fighting...no..that's wrong." He paused and rethought, "Talion was attempting to subdue you, much to his own personal injury." Aydryan nodded toward the blood soaked clothing, "I stepped in and withdrew my power from you, let you fall back into vampiric sleep until this evening. Hikaru knows more details, but...when he is ready, he'll tell you."
[21:01] Hikaru settled back against Aydryan letting his eyes close while he still fought within himself to relax again, to cope with something that wasn't his and regain his strength. His hand found Aydryan's and fingers twined together before he took an unneeded shaky breath and let it out slowly nodding without opening his eyes.
[21:05] Talion closed the space between himself and Q sitting on the couch next to him and touching his arm. He smiled finally seeing that what they did seemed to work, that Q remembered him and it should all work out fine. He leaned into Q's shoulder much like a canine might lean against someone's leg to let them know they're there. He wanted to put his arms around him, lift his wrist to see if it's healed yet, find out if he had any other injuries but instead he just lent his presence to him, the heat of his body, along side Q's and a very quiet, "Do you need to feed?" He completely ignored any discussion of anyone hurting anyone and did not really answer Q, his attention now was on what Q needed to be better.
[21:07] Quyten immense shock and horror tinged with confusion read on his face as the whole weigh of the situation hit him "tal and I ..." swallows hard "...fought?" he frowns immensely confused as to what would cuase him to even fathom attacking his Beloved. the confusion was quickly replaced hearing what he feared most.. "injuiry?" looks at tal with a worry and pain swimming in his pure gold eyes as pure pain stabbed him through the heart ignoring his question and he shakily and quietly asks "Did I... hurt... you, tal?"
[21:11] Aydryan watched them both from where his head rested atop Hikaru's. His thumb caressed over his lovers knuckles, soothing. "You were speaking....well..I'm not sure what language it was. However, you did recognize French." One side of his mouth did twitch slightly upward as they both were so concerned with one another, that they didn't even hear each others questions.
[21:18] Hikaru didn't need to say anything but he did open his eyes and give them both a weak smile before he tipped his head up and glanced at the edge of Ayd's face or what he could see. Then he looked back at the pair on the couch and shifted slightly. He needed to feed again to regain his energy, the whole thing had drained him quite a bit after all. <<Perhaps they need to be alone, Ami? reconnect?>>
[21:25] Talion didn't look at Q and he didn't know how to answer him. As far as he was concerned the only hurt Q had put on him was one of nearly loosing him. He wouldn't lie, but he wasn't ready to pour the whole story out on Q yet until he was sure it wouldn't some how send him into a relapse. He looked at Hikaru and Ayd, "Thank you, for..." He thought of how to put it so that Q didn't read more into it until they could tel lhim what they did. "... for helping. I should probably take him home. Make him rest or something." He looked at Q. "A little bit, my heart. Just a little bit. Let's go home and get you cleaned up."
[21:30] Quyten barely hears aydyran as his heart is on the verge of breaking and blinks "the only language I probably could have spoken in such an... altered state... would have been my native tongue: Romanian" gingerly leans into tal my gold eyes searching his face knowing that he wasn't disclosing everything and nods numbly hearing tal suggest going home as he swallows back hot tears at the mere thought of injuring talion no matter how severe or not. He stands up shakily, weak from the emotional drain.
[21:33] Aydryan nodded to them both, then looked to Talion. "He'll be fine, Talion. He won't slip back. There is no danger." He had this knowledge from Hikaru, silently. "Q...when you've rested and both of you are feeling alright....I'm sure Hikaru will explain further." He stood up slowly, his hand pulling Hikaru up as well. "Hikaru needs to rest as well. Call us when y ou are ready."
[21:36] Hikaru rose up with that hand nodding to the both of them but still trying to give the illusion of being alright though his paler skin defeated the purpose. "You both have a lot to talk about, but yes, when you two are feeling better I will answer nearly any questions you have."
[21:40] Talion nodded to them. He hated showing others any weakness, well at least a weakness to his mind anyway; but now they knew that his biggest weakness was standing here next to him on unsteady feet. He looked down at the floor and then up at them not quite meeting their eyes, fairly sure they wouldn't roll him due to fatigue but not taking the chance. He finally pulled his body up to it's full stature, wrapped his attitude up around him like a coat and slipped his arm around Q's waist. To help him home, he let Q guide through the catacombs but used his sense of smell a great deal picking out the path that Q's scent was the strongest on signalling he'd gone over it many times to get home.
[21:02] Quyten Yalin flows with little effort through the more of the movements with the kilij letting his mind wander. As he moves and dives into the painful memories, he's unware that he is self-inducing a hypnotic trance loosening his shields and allowing his power to swirl around him in icy cold gusts as his eyes bleed to a reddish copper... the beginning stages of his look of Uncontrollable Death.
[21:22] Talion Magic had been in the woods all day, he'd worked late into the night and most the Pack had other things to do. When he made his way to the pile there were very few in it. He shrugged his shoulders and went back down stairs and headed out to the lupanar. He spent a long time out there laying on the rock, trying to find some guidance from the munin. After some time he figured he'd head back to the house to see what was up and then if nothing was needing him he'd head back and hunt tonight, just for the exhileration. He walked through the forest feeling a part of it and came around a grouping of trees and saw Q going through some sort of ritual thing with a sword. He stopped a safe distance away and watched him, admiring the way his muscles moved in the light, the sweat glistened on his skin. Tal bit his lower lip watching and was thinking more of how those moves would work in the bed room than anything else at the moment.
[21:26] Dawn Raynier rose from her seat on the fountain. She turned and headed out to the forest. Once she was well out of sight of town, she dropped her magic like taking a breath she had been holding. Dawn softly smiled as she slowly climbed a hill and headed off for a little walk through the forest. She took off her boots and hid them in some brush. Despite her more relaxed nature, she kept herself from being fully open to all the magic of the forest and kept her senses fully aware of everything around her.
[21:35] Quyten Yalin as his memories come rushing to the surface, so does the immense, unspeakable pain associated with them ripping his shields to shreds allowing his power to flow unchecked. mentally screaming, crippled with the pain he claws at the strongest memory closest to the surface: the massacre of his Raiding band in the cold, mountainious Romanian forests. His mind seized this and transported him back to that time... the cold, the forest... the movements... everything fit. turns his head hearing soft movements near him his dark copper eyes rivet to the enemy. Mentally so far gone, he does not recognize who it is.. that the clothes are all wrong... nor that he is unarmed. all he sees is a threat... to be killed. Smoothly and gracefully he turns and stares at him... with the look that reads of cold death and nothing else.
[21:40] Aydryan Underwood sat downstairs by the fireplace, relaxing and watching the patrons live their lives. Hikaru was conducting business and taking care of the Church this evening. He was about to close his eyes when he felt the chaos at the back of his mind among all the voices of those vampires that had oathed to him. His awareness of his surroundings faded slightly as he focused on those voices, plucking this one and that one away once he realized it wasn't them. Finally, all that remained was Q. Within his mind, he listened to the pain, the anger, the need to defend. Was the vampire in trouble? Aydryan sat up slowly, head canting to the side as he listened more closely, trying to get a clearer picture.
[21:41] Talion Magic was leaning against a tree causually enjoying the show so to speak when Q turned and fixed a murderous gaze on him. He almost laughed, actually started to as it never occured to him that Q of all people he knew would hurt him. His look changed to one of puzzlement, wondering what was wrong with Q. He stepped toward him, "Q? Quyten?!" He stopped wary. "You okay?" He'd never seen that look on him before.
[22:01] Quyten Yalin pauses for a breif moment confusion flitting over his face hearing his name but in a language he barely understands... it just didn't make any *sense* as the muffled voices and shouts around him are a smattering of Romanian and Turkish. Narrows his red eyes at him glaring. An enemy that he knows his name as he does not wear the midnight attire of his Band. Spits out a single word into the pine-and-snow scented cool air "Casus!" (Spy!) and launches into a running attack...swiftly closes the gap betwen us and uses his running momentium to swing the deadly blade around in an arching upswing.
[22:01] Talion Magic took a step back as Q yelled something at him that he didn't understand. Disbelief flooded his features and his mind as Q srushed toward him he almost forgot to react. He didn't want to hurt him so he lept out of the way at the last minute a move so quick that he was there one minute and not the next. Was infact behind Q having jumped over him almost and turned incase he turned. He was not stupid if Q was going to fight him he knew that both of them had very quick reflexes and extreme capablity for strength. Q's blade sliced along his side as he flipped over Q's head it would have gone through his midsection if he hadn't moved and still it was a deep cut, any closer to the front and his intestines would have been spilling out around Q's feet. He snarled and landed hard behind Q clutching his side. He tried one more time to break through Q's mind, he sent his beast. Q knew his power, knew his blood, he was Q's pomme de' sang and they shared more on a much deeper level. His power flared around Q, his beast tried to trip up his legs by making him feel the fur and pressure of it along his shins even though there wasn't really anything there to physically trip on. He screamed at him both in his mind and with his voice. Although he'd never ever shared thoughts with him he was trying everything he could think of. "QUYTEN!!!! STOP!"
[22:06] Talion Magic: ((Q - 0 Points, Tal - 2 points))
[22:08] Aydryan Underwood frowned as the situation didn't ease up, whatever it was. Slowly, he stood from the beanbag he was sprawled in. One of his Kiss seemed to be having difficulties, but he couldn't pin it down. This wouldn't do at all. Turning for the door, he decided he would try to locate the man physically and then go from there.
[22:26] Quyten Yalin barely feels resistance to the blade as it slices talion's side with liquid ease watching him leap up and over him twarting what would normally be a clean cleave in two. Whirls around bringing the sword down in a natural downward extension of the previous upswing. The air is heavy with the metallic scent of blood and sweat as it crackles with cold and hot power. Pauses barely registering the internal and external screams of Talion making him more confused. Shakes his head and fixes tal with a deadly stare "Vrajitoare.. diavolul... casus! suficient de trucuri dvs, pregăteşte să moară!" (warlock, devil, spy! enough of your tricks, prepare to die!) and darts towards him again swinging his blade from above this time.
[22:30] Talion Magic stood up and as he did so he gritted his teeth against the pain of his open side looking up to see the arc of metal in the light between the trees he twisted and rolled on the grass throwing himself back from it as he felt it open his chest and the sticky blood began to flow down the front of him. He howled his anger and frustration and foced his hands to shift. Claws flew out of his fingers, his hands grew hair as the shift rode up his arms. His wolf was lunging to be allowed to go further to join the fight and rip Q's throat out but Tal forced it to stay; only letting his hands change, using his claws, his preferred weapons since he had none with him and Q was coming at him with a wicked looking blade that already proved to be able to cleave him in half. He was much more careful now. More aware as his mind clicked into fight mode. This was not his friend, his blood brother. This was something else, just as leathal as any enemy and while he did not want to kill him, he certainly was not going to let him just chop him up. He watched him, ignoring the blood running down his leg and soaking his torn up jeans the sting of the slice over his chest stung enough to bring his adrenaline up helping him with the pain. He rolled forward still low on the ground as Q raised his blade up for another strike, Tal slashed his claws across Q's legs trying to take his legs out.
[22:33] Talion Magic: ((End Round 2: Q - 1.5, Tal - 3.5))
[22:35] Aydryan Underwood stood on a corner near Sanctuary, eyes closed as he listened internally, sought the presence of Q. He had already called the Catacombs and discovered the Q was not there. Slowly, he turned until he felt a pull toward the forest. His gaze opened and focused on the large trees before him. That was shifter territory. He hoped that a group of shifters had not come upon Q and felt the need to take him out. Long legs finally moved and began carrying him into the wood.
[22:46] Quyten Yalin swings into seemingly thin air as tal rolls forward and roars in frustation as the blade sinks only into the forest floor. His momentum carries him a few more stumbling steps as physical pain followed by bloood blooming on his thighs. Pants heavily from habit and quickly surveys the possible attack scenarios tal proving he is swift and armed. retrieves his weapon jerking it out the ground and brings it in close (blade out) in a katana-like stance. stretches the stance to it's fulliest extent and steps in thrusting forward in an unusual attack for that heavy and shape of a weapon.
[22:53] Talion Magic rolled off to the side again, a hand went to his side, stuffing his guts back into his body as he breathed through the pain a moment watching Q's every move, every nuance. His chest heaved with each breath about the only thing at the moment in the middle of his body besides his heart that wasn't cut open yet. He growled from deep within a menacing growl that let whatever it was directed at know that this was war. He ducked low as Q stabbed forward and the blade singed past his hair he lunged foward himself throwing his weight and shoulders at Q's thighs, reaching up in the fall to try to find his hands and grip his arms. He had no idea if he could hold him down but he was going to try. If not he'd have to take Q's arm probably. He put all his forward momentum and weight into the lunge tackling Q in an effort to knock him on his back to the ground.
[22:54] Talion Magic: ((End round 3: Q - 2, Tal - 4.5))
[22:57] Aydryan Underwood moved silently through the shadows, in fact, he called more to him. If there were enemies within the wood, he would rather pass unnoticed. Still the voice that was Q remained unsettled, wild and somehow..... not right. Further, deeper into the forest he moved, a somewhat anxious thrum running through his nerves....a thrill of excitement. How long had it been since he's actually had to fight someone?
[23:07] Quyten Yalin changes his momentum at the last split second seeing tal lunge forward and attempts to leap aside/over him but isn't fast enough to have his entire body clear tal's path. groans as tal pins one of his legs to the ground. he can't swing his sword or risk cleaving off his own leg (and that'd be stupid). Twisting and kicking his shoulder he attempts to worm his way out of tal's grasp.
[23:11] Talion Magic growled and snarled landing on Q's leg trying to get his other appendages under him as well they wrestled on the ground, Q connected his heel to Tal's side, it was not a strong hit but with the gaping wound there he nearly lost his grip from the pain of it. "Damn it Q! STOP!" He growled and struggled some more with him finally managing to get farther up his body even with all the blood now covering them both and soaking what little clothing they had on a dark red he swung a fist into Q's face to try to knock him out.
[23:13] Talion Magic: ((End round 4: Q - 2.5, Tal - 5))
[23:15] Aydryan Underwood frowned at the idea that this sort of searching took time, perhaps too much time. Aydryan began to trot along through the shadows, a shadow within the darkness himself.
[23:18] Rhage Terasaur: The world was different through the eyes of a leopard. That was still the foremost thought in her mind as the snowy white cat made her way through the treetops. Rhage had spent the better part of the past two days in the woods getting to know this other side of her... and hiding. She didn't really like that realization, but it was true enough. It sounded like wind caressing the canopy as she leapt from limb to limb, tree to tree, following the sounds that had disturbed her slumber. It would appear that in -any- form Rhage was a nosy creature...
[23:22] Quyten Yalin grabs tal's hand/claw at it glances off his jaw and attempts to kick his trapped leg out from under tal's weight. he grimances at the weight of tal on him and the heavy scent of blood were becoming oppressive.
[23:29] Talion Magic struggles with him some more gaining more ground and grunting wtih the kick as it agrivates his side again he can feel all the blood he's lost, it's nearly pooling in the ground around them as he fights his way up Q's body to get his arm over him again and reach for his hand with the weapon in it. He gets an idea and inches up further, even though it means letting his legs go he some how manages to straddle Q's chest, reach for the blade that had been slicing and dicing him all through the fight and at the same time he brough his claws oever his chest to open that wound up more and let what he had left of his blood pour out over Q's face he reached up then and grabbed Q's cheeks in his claws forcing him to feed from the blood that was running out of his chest. If this didn't work he wasn't sure what he'd do since he'd lost a lot of blood, he could almost hear it squish in the ground under them there was so much of it.
[23:29] Talion Magic: ((End Round 5: Q - 3, Tal - 6))
[23:35] Aydryan Underwood came through the hollow log and finally heard the sounds of struggle and the rich scent of lycan blood, powerful lycan blood. The shadow that was him moved around the swell of ground and the two figures came into view. Both brows shot up because it was Talion fighting with Q. Quick thoughts moved through his head. This was not a spar, for Q's energy was wild and painful. What had gone wrong between them? And, who had begun this fight? Slowly moving forward, his metaphysical grasp upon the lifeline to Q tightened. If worse came to worse....he would simple deny Q that force that woke him each night.
[23:39] Rhage Terasaur growled softly, the sound somehow softer than it should have been to her mind. Everything about the snow leopard was softer than she had expected. Her tail whipped this way and that, longer than the length of her body, balancing her as she tested the cat's limits. The scent of blood greeted her and ebony rosettes shimmered across pristine white fur as her body tensed. Without much thought, she leapt on top of a huge old log that crossed the river, crouching and working her way across it slowly. She was cognizant of the fact that even in the dark, if anyone bothered to glance her way, her coloring would work against her. She reached the far end of the tree, her body pressed low to it, the tip of her tail flicking back and forth as her mind processed. She recognized the Ulfric through the scent of blood, and the one he fought with was vaguely familiar. And then there was the Master. There was little doubt in her mind that either of them, this one in particular, could handle whatever was thrown at them... Silently, she leapt from the old tree to one of the rises that seemed to protect their chosen sparring grounds. A calculated risk, certainly, it would be difficult to miss the brief flash of white fur in the darkness if one were looking her way. She was counting on their attention being on one another and their fight though, as she settled down to watch with a dispassionate intrigue.
[23:47] Quyten Yalin feels tal inch up and straddle my hips. gasps as tal's familar and powerful lycan blood spills into my face some of it trickling into my mouth barely able to ignore the taste and draw of it, I growl in frustration and arches my back, lifting my hips trying to get him off of me. During the struggle, I see movement near and glares at the red-head with coppery-red eyes. Growls at tal "prieten de-al tău?" (friend of yours? [romanian])
[23:53] Talion Magic gasped for air as his blood welled out of his chest and into Q's mouth and face. His own life force started to ebb but he pulled power from the wolves, let his beast a little closer to the fore, his face started to change a bit, maw and teeth elongating. He was pulling what he could without shifting but it was costing him. He saw that his idea to get Q to refocus was not working, it had been risky to loose even more blood and already his mind was swimming but he wasn't down yet. He sat up abruptly and since he was already on Q's chest he enforced his struggle with Q's sword hand trying to pry it out of his grasp, to slam his hand down to get him to let go of it. Punches and kicks he could deal with but that weapon had already opened him up twice and part of his midsection was still trying to come outside to get some air. He pushed past the pain and sunk his claws into Q's wrist being somewhat careful of the veins in his arm as his claws slipped through missing anything vital.
[23:53] Talion Magic: ((End Round 6: Q - 5, Tal - 6))
[0:02] Aydryan Underwood watched as Tal kept Q pinned, but the Ulfric was weakening. He could see it and smell it. Aydryan still didn't understand what was wrong with Q, but....he had at least one idea and that alone frightened him. Had Marmee Noir found a way past himself and Hikaru? Found a way to get into Q's mind and take him over? The very idea was sickening. Either way this fight had to end. He flowed down the hill, the shadows shredding around him to reveal his form. The one eye glowed bright with like light through water as he focused on Q. He wrapped his power around the lifeline, the bond between himself and Q, then yanked it away. The 'magic' that was his by right of City Master was just no longer there to help Q function during the night.
[0:09] Rhage Terasaur studied the pair as though one might study a science project... with very little care for the reality of what was going on, eager for results. The tip of her tail flicked back and forth. It was a testament to her control... either that or she was truly a homicidal sociopath... that she could sit there and study them thus with the scent of blood strong and fresh hanging heavy in the air. Rhage blinked and growled as shadows split and suddenly... there was the Master, Aydryan. Brush it off, she ordered herself. It wasn't difficult to do so as her eyes followed his movements.
[0:13] Quyten Yalin cries out as tal's claws sink into my wrist and I loose my grip on the kilij. Sees tal's not after the weapon, I move to try a melee attack and fall limp and still... as cold as ice.
[0:18] Talion Magic is so focused on the weapon and seeing it fall from Q's hand he pulls his claws from Q's wrist carefully and quickly swipes the weapon away from them and then looks down at Q ready to wrestle him some more and get his arms pinned down but suddenly Q simply goes dead. Again, for the second time this evening Tal looks at Q in disbelief. A hundred emotions work their way over his face in a matter of seconds, still somewhat disfigured from his partial shifting, his chest heaving with labored breathing as he is no longer fighting, no longer trying to keep Q from killing him and not killing Q in the process he suddenly seems to feel all the cuts from the weapon at once and reaches for his side, pushing against the wound. The power of the Pack recedes and the pain washes over him. He pitches forward to weak to sit up any more and then rolls off Q to lay next to him. He hadn't even notice anyone else nearby and with Q dead which is not what he was trying to do at all, he almost didn't care. His organs were still fighting to exit the wound in his side and the gapping chest wound was at least not bleeding any more. He rolled over, curled around Q and started to shiver with cold. "No, Q!" He whispered.
[0:25] Aydryan Underwood moved silently closer and around the two men until Talion would be able to see him. He crouched slowly and spoke, "You have not lost him, Talion. I have simply put him down for the moment." His nostrils flared as he inhaled, soaking in the rich scent of blood. It made his upper jaw ache. He studied Talion's body, the wounds that he could see, "Do you need help shifting, Ulfric? You must stop the bleeding." He then looked at Q, frowning slightly, "I wonder what it was...that had his mind in such chaos. Do you know, Talion?" He remained crouched there with easy elegance.
[0:26] Rhage Terasaur stood silently when Q went down, and had taken a step forward before she stopped herself. She crouched where she stood, eerily still. What to do, she wondered. As a cat she wasn't much help to them, save for keeping an eye and ear on their surroundings. The medical part of her itched to shift and help, but she held her place. Rhage figured her help wasn't wanted, and perhaps wasn't needed.
[0:31] Talion Magic lay on the ground rolling back to look up at Ayd, some bit of relief flashed in his animalistic eyes and he used what little he had to force his face back to a state he could speak better in. He opened his mouth a few times, several questions, a thank you? He didn't know what to say and he didn't want to leave Q. "I don't need help. But he does. I could carry him if I shift." He rolled his head back to look at Q and ran his hand over Q's arm. "I don't know, he was speaking his native language. I don't know what he was saying." He frowned. "Will he be okay?" He sat up with a groan and wave of pain. Gritting his teeth he forced himself to stand up. "Is there a way I can carry him to the catacombs?" He stood there still shivering and cold as ice, his lips were almost turning blue. It wasn't so much the injuries but the shock and the loss of someone so close to him.
[0:35] Aydryan Underwood looked up from Q to Talion, considering for a moment, "Shift, Talion...your body needs it. Then you can carry Q to the catacombs. I'll lead you." He reached out and lightly ran his fingers over Q's forehead, "I'm not sure yet, Talion. I will need Hikaru's help to understand what is happening inside here." His fingertips circled over Q's forehead indicating the within. Fluidly, he rose to his feet and looked at Talion expectantly.
[0:38] Rhage Terasaur crouched low to the ground again as they spoke of leaving. Soon, she knew, they would be checking their surroundings as they should have been... and she didn't want to be deemed a threat. Not with the trio in their present states and moods. Her chin leveled with the damp ground as Aydryan stood, her glacier blue eyes still following his movements.
[2010/08/01 0:38] Talion Magic nodded that's all he wanted was to carry Q and not leave his side no matter what. He shifted further stepping back so any residue did not add to the puddle of blood that Q was laying in and then knelt a moment on the ground letting his body heal itself, letting his strength build. After a few minutes he slipped his hands under Q's body and lifted in him into his arms like one would a beloved child. He tilted Q into his chest and turned to follow Ayd.
[0:47] Blade Velde waiting as the phone rang an oh there was a voice "Hey, Adrik? It's Blade. First i would like to apologize, an second Would you. Be willing to teach me to fight still?" he did a fast look around no one was here so spoke freely "Long story short, I am not classed under the human list anymore an could use some extra lessons on fighting. I'll pay of coarse an follow what ever rules you set. I just need to be stronger. An erm if your not to Busy can i may drop by an talk more about this with you.. I.. need to tell ash what happened too."
[0:50] Rhage Terasaur maintained her silence as they left, not moving until the little group was far out of her field of vision. When they were gone, she sat there for a moment more and wondered what had happened. It didn't take a lot to cause an argument... but that had been a few steps above a simple misunderstanding. Abruptly, the little cat whirled and leapt into the trees. No need to be around when others discovered the bloody mess and evidence. That thought had her skidding to a stop in the trees. The sword... She spun around and within moments leapt from the trees to the ground near where the shimmering weapon had been tossed aside... Hmm...
[1:08] Rhage Terasaur didn't touch the sword... yet. Instead her pale blue eyes studied it. Good size, she mused... Larger than any she had trained with, though not impossible to wield. It would be more difficult to throw, but that meant very little when you could toss around a small car. She could shift and take it, she mused... That would probably be smarter than what she actually did. After considering, and deciding that the hilt wasn't silver, she carefully picked it up. No one was around... Fabulous. She moved swiftly through the woods, backtracking through the shallows of the river, to the den where a neat pile of clothes lay waiting for her to shift back. The leopard dropped the sword near her clothes before padding out of the cave to shift. Didn't want that lovely goo coating her clothes, the den, or her new toy, she thought. She idly wondered what to do with the sword.
The Next Night (inside the catacombs):
[18:41] Aydryan ghosted into the room carrying an arm load of what appeared to be thick velvet rope. He smiled and nodded silently to Talion, acutely aware of the Ulfric's distress. He could taste it and smell it on the air. "Hopefully, Talion....we will be successful." Then he mounted the dias and began wrapping the velvet 'rope' around Q's torso and down his legs. As he did so, he spoke, "Within the thick velvet are silver chains, Ulfric. They will help contain him, keep him from struggling overly much while we try to figure this out. If he awakes that is, still in this...mental state. We do not want him to harm himself or any of us." He continued the binding, "The silver is cushioned and so will not irritate his skin, but it will weaken him." Then he straightened and moved to Q's head, looking down at him for a moment, then to Hikaru and Talion. "Let me know when you are ready."
[18:46] Talion dipped his head understanding although unable to say anything as he watched them closely. He figured they were taking care of their own just like he would one of the Pack and as a result at this moment trusted them to do what was right for Q.
[18:48] Hikaru wasn't far behind Aydryan, a bundle of clothing in his arms. Simple jeans and a t shirt that he hoped were about Talion's size. He was aware of the situation and had already fed, moving up beside Talion and giving him a small smile. "I thought you might like to shift back at some point." He set the clothing to one side of the dais then stepped up to Q's feet taking a deep breath and focusing before finally nodding. "Ready." He knew Q wouldn't be able to move with the chains, but he didn't want him in distress either.
[18:51] Aydryan nodded and looked at Q again. It was simple really, allowing those oathed to him to rise for the night. It usually happened without thought each night. There were no gestures, no words....just a flow of unseen power, life-force and Q just woke up, his soul returned for the night. Aydryan continued to watch him, subtle tension in his body as he waited to see what Q would do.
[18:53] Talion gruffed and snorted through his nose at Hik's pant leg as he set the clothes down and sat back again watching, then he slunk off to the side to shift back into his human form so that Q could see him when he woke and not some dark shadow with inhuman eyes.
[19:00] Quyten wakes gasping and thrashes slightly straining at the bindings before realizing that 1) talion's not on him and 2) he is bound by ropes that sting, itch and are really painful. He realizes his thighs are healed, but with the amount of dried blood on the clothes, he couldn't tell to what extent. Looks about with wide copper-red eyes and confusedly sees the three men without recognizing them. Scans the room thinking hurridly... 'no windows... no guards... ropes... shit. dungeon...' Takes a deep breath "cine eşti? în cazul în care sunt eu?" (who are you? where am I?)
[19:13] Hikaru reaches out to lightly touch Q's shin frowning. "Quyten.. Relax." That he wasn't speaking English was not an improvement and with a quick glance up at Aydryan, Hikaru started lowering his shields, gently peeking into Q's mind, watching and trying to understand. His eyes closed at the turmoil he found there, confusion and pain, anger and fear all mixing together. Though his words outwardly were English, he was also imparting the meanings directly to Q so he would understand. "You are safe Quyten, we are trying to help you." His frown deepened as he seemed to be stuck in a memory from his past, the rest since then possibly blocked by something.
[19:16] Aydryan remained silent and watchful at this point. It was up to Hikaru to bring Q back to normal. However, perhaps he could help keep Talion steady. That single eye shifted to the Ulfric as Ayd carefully let his faux wolf slink out, a slender thin shadow ... to lend comfort if Tal wished it.
[19:16] Talion changes and returns to the dias where they are working seeing Q wake and strain against the velvet covered silver. He looks hopeful and then his gaze is crestfallen as he hears Q talking to them, again in the language he doesn't understand. He sees that they have him under control and sits down heavily on the steps, with a sigh that held all the hope he had that it would all be over.
[19:18] Talion looked down feeling a wolf form and looked up at Ayd as it brushed over his body. He sat still and did not yet give up hope but wondered how much of Q's memory would be lost. Would he ever remember what they went through together or anything after the time he was locked into?
[19:24] Quyten he strains his leg away from hikaru's touch not knowing what these foreign-speaking people would do. his eyes go wide and huge with rising panic hearing words seemingly inside him. his thoughts race 'help him? how is being bound helping him? weren't these the same people who slaugthered his men? what help could they give?' his mind lands on the most logic conculsion he could come up with 'must be a trick' he sets his jaw and narrows his copper-red eyes as survival-fueled anger begins to well up within him.
[19:31] Hikaru removed his hand when Q jerked away from it, touching him wasn't needed for this. his mind began seeking out deeper into his, shields dropping a little bit more and when that anger began rising in him he knew that Aydryan could handle that, help calm him down somewhat. Hikaru stopped moving and breathing, it wasn't the perfect stillness that older vampires could achieve, but he wasn't trying for it either. Images flew past his mind's eye, glanced at then pushed aside, memories that were not his own, but Q's while he sought out the source of this distress, the reason for the block.
[19:32] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Hikaru Mekanic rolled 9 on a 27 sided die.
[19:35] Aydryan felt Q's rising rage and slowly blinked as he looked at the troubled vampire. This...he could help with. Bending forward slightly, he set his hands on the arm of the couch, preparing himself. He had not fed upon anger in a very long time. Then, as he drew in a slow breath, he opened himself and began siphoning the anger from Q. It was sooo rich, so hot and volatile. Long fingers clutched the couch until long nails began to bite into the fabric. The emotion filled him, seared through his nerves, flamed within his blood, but he could control this... for it was not his own.
[19:35] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Aydryan Underwood rolled 12 on a 27 sided die.
[19:38] Talion watched the two of them from his spot on the step, he could not see into Q's mind nor did he know that Ayd fed on his anger, to him it just looked like they were in deep concentration but Q was still struggling.
[19:40] Quyten blinks and tenses his body fighting his rising panic and fear feeling a presense in his mind as more hot, survival anger replaces the anger is slowly removed from him... how? he doesn't know... nor does he want to know.
[19:47] Hikaru frowned, pressing more of his mind down deeper while he felt Q struggling against him but for the moment, he was a neutral presence, trying to help calm at the same time he searched. Slowly Hikaru shifted, leaning forward to brace his hands against the couch, nearly mirroring Ayd without knowing it. He didn't react to the things he saw, he pushed the memories that were not relevant aside, he would forget them for the most part once he was removed from Q's mind.
[19:47] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Hikaru Mekanic rolled 6 on a 27 sided die.
[19:52] Aydryan 's head turned slightly as he slowly went to one knee, the one eye closed. His faux maker, Darius, had been french and so using this power tended to trigger certain behaviors within him. Whispering, "Sa colère est .... ainsi pur si fort." However, no matter what....feeding from emotion was not near as fulfilling as blood. (His anger is so pure....so strong.)
[19:53] Talion watched seeing frowns that did not sit too well with him. He was wondering what they were doing and he was thinking by the looks on their faces that it wasn't working very well.
[19:53] Wood Bourne Dice Roller: Aydryan Underwood rolled 14 on a 27 sided die.
[19:58] Quyten widens my eyes hearing a language he recognizes, but confused by the statement 'damn right his anger was strong! he needed to survive!' he takes a breath and spills out a battery of questions "Qui êtes vous? pourquoi je suis? Que fais-tu pour moi?" (who are you? why I am bound? what are you doing to me?)
[20:07] Hikaru 's hands tightened on the couch, his skin visibly paling now with the strain and expenditure of his own power he was using. Everything came with a price and when it was with a power that was being used as.. precisely as Hikaru was using his, it took more. He found the current memory that spurned his disorientation and marked it, then continued on, making sure there wasn't another presence than there should be in his mind, beside himself of course, then he went back and examined this memory. Knowing what that would do, he silently warned Aydryan. Then, as gently as he could, he relived that memory with Q, his jaw tightening as he kept as much emotion from that memory at bay and just looked at the images of it all. Then he spotted it, that moment of anguish and violet eyes lifted to look at Aydryan, glowing brightly against the paler skin in the dark of the cavern. << I may have to remove this completely, Ami.>>
[20:09] Aydryan 's lips twitched slightly as Q finally responded to one of them. The language was the key it seemed. He continued to pull at that anger, wanting to remove it from Q so that he would just simply relax. As Aydryan did this, he continued to speak, softly, "Je suis Aydryan. Vous êtes coincés dans une mémoire, Quyten. Nous essayons de vous aider. Vous êtes sûrs avec nous. Nous ne devons pas ici vous faire mal. Talion est votre pomme de sang." That one eye opened and focused on Talion, the faux wolf that was only ever energy, stood beside Talion like a watchful shade. <<Do what you must, Beloved. This things keeps the two of them apart. Q would not want that...I would like to believe, nor Talion.>> (I am Aydryan. You are stuck in a memory, Quyten. We are trying to help you. You are safe with us. We are not here to hurt you. Talion is your apple of blood.)
[20:13] Talion heard nothing, saw very little and wasn't quite sure the paleness of Hikaru was from the light or his imagination. He only heard his name that he understood from Ayd. He wondered if he should take up other languages but compared to them and their being born in other countries ages before the US was even discovered and having all the time in the world to master new languages; his 36 years as a wolf in the woods and the porn industry or even as a hired killer just seemed very paultry at best. His heart was heavy, he could offer no help to them that he could think of and wanted to help so much more. His gaze shifted over all of them one after the other and he felt the pressure of Ayd's wolf at his leg but he was fighting more inside himself now with raw emotions and his own anger at not being able to do much but stand there like an idiot that it was mostly just a reassuring pressence.
[20:16] Quyten relaxes slightly but confusion is blantent on his features as his head swims hearing the names recognizing them vaugely like from a dream... 'memory? what memory? what's an apple of blood? why do I need to be... free ... of this memory?' opens his mouth to say something and then closes it unsure of where to begin. lighter anger, fear and confusion plays over his features and through his heart "ce que la ruse est-ce? comment doi maintenant vous n'allez pas me tuer ..." (what trickery is this? how do I now you aren't going to kill me...)
[20:26] Hikaru nodded and closed his eyes again, finding that spot in Q's mind then focusing even harder. The trick was knowing which threads to pull away, which to cut and keep. He wasn't dealing with a loom, he was plucking at someone's mind and the weight of that responsibility was not lost to him. He carefully pulled at the edges of that memory, having segregated it from the rest, pulling the whole of it into himself, the only other place for it to go and at the same time, leaving something of himself in it's stead. Should Q ever try to remember that moment, he would only find Hikaru staring back at him as he is now, explaining that his memory was safely guarded by him and should he want it when he felt he was ready, all he had to do was ask. Hikaru carefully withdrew from Q's mind then slowly sunk down to sit on the stone dais, his hands lifting to hold his head while he relived it in full, seeing and feeling everything as if it were his own, though he knew it wasn't, in silence, then began to file it away in his own mind."
[20:29] Aydryan was considering his answer to Q's questions when he noted the change in focus of the man's eyes. He knew that Hikaru was there, picking and plucking. So, he remained silent and simply waited. Waited to the presence of the man that he and Hikaru and mostly Talion....knew.
[20:32] Talion stood up as Hikaru sank down, again feeling rather out of place and not sure if Hikaru needed anything. He did not step toward them though, he did not want to startle Q into another frantic struggle and undo whatever it was they'd managed to accomplish. He looked at Q and hoped that something clicked somewhere. He couldn't help himself, very quietly he whispered, "Q?"
[20:37] Quyten stiffens and tenses his entire body trying to fight for the memory... then suddens goes limp as his eyes roll back into his head and his head lolls to the side as the memory is plucked away and replaced by.... nothing. For a moment he does nothing... the moment stretches on weighty with the anticipation. He blinks... gold flashes between the long lashes. He drunkenly tilts his head up hearing his name and then confusedly starts... "why am I in chains....?"
[20:41] Aydryan pulled his power back, wolf and that which fed on anger, pulling his shields in place. "You were having a bad....moment, Q." He rose back to his feet, sighing quietly, and move over to begin releasing the velvet covered chains. "We have been very worried for you." His head turned slightly to the Ulfric, "Especially Talion." In moments the bindings were gone. Aydryan set them to the side and then sat beside Hikaru, lifting a long fingered hand to gently comb through mussed russet hair.
[20:44] Hikaru painstakingly files that memory away, locking it up for safekeeping then slowly pulls his shields back up fully around himself, like shrugging on a jacket and zipping it up. He used those quiet moments to settle his mind again, the touch in his hair helping and he reached out both mentally and with his arm to his lover, leaning against his shoulder a bit and looking up at Q and Talion.
[20:48] Talion took a tentative step up one step toward Q, not yet sure even though the others were sitting off to the side now like the job was done he was not quite as sure. The concern and worry was etched in his face deep, a pain far more crippling than the pain of the sword the night before as he tried to see if Q was okay finally.
[20:51] Quyten blantent confusion still clear on his face as the covered silver chains were removed "a bad....moment?" he sits up shakily making a face at uncomfortable, stiff, blood soaked clothes "what aren't you telling me? ... and whose blood is this?" sees tal take a tentative step... his face reading worry. he looks even more confused, as it was very unlike tal to be unsure of himself "tal? what's wrong?"
[20:54] Aydryan settled himself behind Hikaru, drawing his lover back against his chest and wrapping one arm around him. He knew Hikaru would need time, so he took this moment to explain as best he could. "I'm not sure why you were out in the wood last night Q, but...when I came across you, you and Talion were fighting...no..that's wrong." He paused and rethought, "Talion was attempting to subdue you, much to his own personal injury." Aydryan nodded toward the blood soaked clothing, "I stepped in and withdrew my power from you, let you fall back into vampiric sleep until this evening. Hikaru knows more details, but...when he is ready, he'll tell you."
[21:01] Hikaru settled back against Aydryan letting his eyes close while he still fought within himself to relax again, to cope with something that wasn't his and regain his strength. His hand found Aydryan's and fingers twined together before he took an unneeded shaky breath and let it out slowly nodding without opening his eyes.
[21:05] Talion closed the space between himself and Q sitting on the couch next to him and touching his arm. He smiled finally seeing that what they did seemed to work, that Q remembered him and it should all work out fine. He leaned into Q's shoulder much like a canine might lean against someone's leg to let them know they're there. He wanted to put his arms around him, lift his wrist to see if it's healed yet, find out if he had any other injuries but instead he just lent his presence to him, the heat of his body, along side Q's and a very quiet, "Do you need to feed?" He completely ignored any discussion of anyone hurting anyone and did not really answer Q, his attention now was on what Q needed to be better.
[21:07] Quyten immense shock and horror tinged with confusion read on his face as the whole weigh of the situation hit him "tal and I ..." swallows hard "...fought?" he frowns immensely confused as to what would cuase him to even fathom attacking his Beloved. the confusion was quickly replaced hearing what he feared most.. "injuiry?" looks at tal with a worry and pain swimming in his pure gold eyes as pure pain stabbed him through the heart ignoring his question and he shakily and quietly asks "Did I... hurt... you, tal?"
[21:11] Aydryan watched them both from where his head rested atop Hikaru's. His thumb caressed over his lovers knuckles, soothing. "You were speaking....well..I'm not sure what language it was. However, you did recognize French." One side of his mouth did twitch slightly upward as they both were so concerned with one another, that they didn't even hear each others questions.
[21:18] Hikaru didn't need to say anything but he did open his eyes and give them both a weak smile before he tipped his head up and glanced at the edge of Ayd's face or what he could see. Then he looked back at the pair on the couch and shifted slightly. He needed to feed again to regain his energy, the whole thing had drained him quite a bit after all. <<Perhaps they need to be alone, Ami? reconnect?>>
[21:25] Talion didn't look at Q and he didn't know how to answer him. As far as he was concerned the only hurt Q had put on him was one of nearly loosing him. He wouldn't lie, but he wasn't ready to pour the whole story out on Q yet until he was sure it wouldn't some how send him into a relapse. He looked at Hikaru and Ayd, "Thank you, for..." He thought of how to put it so that Q didn't read more into it until they could tel lhim what they did. "... for helping. I should probably take him home. Make him rest or something." He looked at Q. "A little bit, my heart. Just a little bit. Let's go home and get you cleaned up."
[21:30] Quyten barely hears aydyran as his heart is on the verge of breaking and blinks "the only language I probably could have spoken in such an... altered state... would have been my native tongue: Romanian" gingerly leans into tal my gold eyes searching his face knowing that he wasn't disclosing everything and nods numbly hearing tal suggest going home as he swallows back hot tears at the mere thought of injuring talion no matter how severe or not. He stands up shakily, weak from the emotional drain.
[21:33] Aydryan nodded to them both, then looked to Talion. "He'll be fine, Talion. He won't slip back. There is no danger." He had this knowledge from Hikaru, silently. "Q...when you've rested and both of you are feeling alright....I'm sure Hikaru will explain further." He stood up slowly, his hand pulling Hikaru up as well. "Hikaru needs to rest as well. Call us when y ou are ready."
[21:36] Hikaru rose up with that hand nodding to the both of them but still trying to give the illusion of being alright though his paler skin defeated the purpose. "You both have a lot to talk about, but yes, when you two are feeling better I will answer nearly any questions you have."
[21:40] Talion nodded to them. He hated showing others any weakness, well at least a weakness to his mind anyway; but now they knew that his biggest weakness was standing here next to him on unsteady feet. He looked down at the floor and then up at them not quite meeting their eyes, fairly sure they wouldn't roll him due to fatigue but not taking the chance. He finally pulled his body up to it's full stature, wrapped his attitude up around him like a coat and slipped his arm around Q's waist. To help him home, he let Q guide through the catacombs but used his sense of smell a great deal picking out the path that Q's scent was the strongest on signalling he'd gone over it many times to get home.