tyrus
PRAVUS
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OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Apr 25, 2014 22:32:08 GMT -5
Wha....
An unsteady hand came up to Tyrus's forehead as she was assaulted with happiness in base form, and a love she wasn't fully prepared to deal with. It was powerful enough to cause her to lose her composure and make the morph stagger mentally, for a brief instant she was confused, in the dark and not sure what to do. The sudden hug and spike of coldness from his plates on his shoulders caused the momentary lapse of composure to lengthen a little bit and she felt herself squirm in his grasp. It wasn't as though she was trying to get out, he had simply hugged her in a fashion that left her arms pinned to her sides. The shivering feeling went all down her spine and continued for a few more moments before she was fully back to being herself; she was pretty sure that it was the ghost type messing with her innately. The mix of the lick and the plates must have some sort of effect on her but she couldn't be precisely sure if it was that or... The immense feeling of affection she was getting from Sildrae; she was pretty sure it was the former but she really didn't know. The moment that the link was re-established she was suddenly bombarded with her name; broken at first but then together and whole. She blinked a few times to try to steady her thoughts and found another brief clip, the image and words made her giggle almost immediately. How would she be a keeper of such a dangerous yet affectionate creature? She wasn't really sure of herself at all....
We can play outside in a bit once it warms up outside; for now though we'll have to stay indoors. I don't want you catching a cold...
The morph smile briefly and put her cheek more comfortably against his neck, it didn't give her the chills that and she could hear him breathing which would probably help with the synchronizing. She felt her own breath woosh out a little and she did her best to hug the Splice back. She wasn't going to try to stop him from hugging her; she had to deal with carlo and Salisbury's hugs which were rather constricting if she let them go too far. Hell one time she had passed out and salisbury himself had a panic attack! A few moments later the morph blinked as the hug ended; the warmth that was his scales faded from her fur and she felt slightly colder than before. She rubbed her arm shyly and shifted awkwardly; she liked the feeling of the warmth but hell she couldn't just sit there and have her be hugged by him! She felt a faint tingle of a blush on her cheeks and she almost immediately shook her head. She couldn't stop the image of him hugging her playing over the link either; she liked being close to others in a friendly fashion. She wrung her hands a little bit and then swished her tails back and forth.
Maybe we can.. Hug more before it gets warmer?
The morph almost immediately regretted asking and felt herself shrink back a little; he might just find it silly or reject it out of some baser primal thing she wasn't aware of. Oh lord if any of her pokemon saw her now she'd probably die a little bit from embarrassment...
֍ TAG: tyrus֍ WORDS: COUNT 586 ֍ NOTES: Weeee~ ֍ CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!
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Post by Sildrae "The Beast" on Apr 25, 2014 22:54:55 GMT -5
The splice watched her intently, though he still gently uttered her name a few more times in his mind, as if making sure he hadn't lost it in the wake of his own excitement.
He seemed to sadden a little at having to wait to go outside, but when she asked him to hug her again, the images she sent him confirming that, he immediately grabbed her up in another hug, not even hesitating, even picking up the desire to be warm, and the moment she touched those shoulder scales again, she'd still want to shiver from the ghostly element it had, but it was a warm feeling instead. How odd...
Sildrae hug more! Sildrae like hugs. Make good feeling.
He was staring at her in arms, and he once again licked her upon the muzzle, the tongue feeling somewhat lukewarm this time around. Well, there was proof he had control of the temperature of his ghostly parts!
That's when she would hear a frighteningly familiar sound...the sound of his tail unlocking...the very odd 'chinking' sound as each segment separated, leaving that ghostly haze to keep them linked, and his tail came around, the increased length letting him wrap it twice around bot their bodies. But he had the bladed spiked portion pointing away, and as he drew it in, wrapping them both around the waists...both the segments and the haze felt...soft. Completely opposite of the spiky side of his tail, which she'd felt earlier as being metallic hard, and not something one would normally lay against.
But this...this was gentle...and even the haze of the tail was so warm. He could probably keep her warm in the winter if she wanted him to.
Tyrus want hug, Sildrae hug. Tail hug feel more good!
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tyrus
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OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Apr 25, 2014 23:29:31 GMT -5
Gnn....
The feeling of herself being powerless intensified as soon as she came into contact with those ghost plates; he didn't seem to mind hugging her and even with the change in temperature the morph was feeling chilly from the effect. She couldn't place it and she gently hugged against him; her snout burying into his neck and a softly shuddering sigh emerging from her lips. She felt her heart skip a beat when she recognized the sound of his tail becoming unlocked. Panic, she should panic, the last time... Her train of thought almost immediately stopped and she felt as though she was extremely dizzy. The soft feeling was fantastic, the warmth made her eyes lose focus. But something else was happening too but she couldn't damn well tell what it was; she was losing focus of her psychic abilities quickly. The link was still strongly established and wouldn't break no matter how much strain at a short distance it was put under. The lick beforehand was rather warm as well; she felt the urge to lick back but she tried her damndest to stop halfway between her tongue slinking out of her mouth and run along his cheek. She couldn't honestly; she couldn't focus at all; something just was... off. Her thoughts were half forming instead of being complete; the morph felt the dizzy sensation intensify a little bit before suddenly panning off. A large clunk could be heard and she felt her unfocused milky eyes turn downwards to her feet.
My... Nulling orb?
The orbs were designed to completely nullify her abilities, the stronger her abilities grew the more pressure was put upon the stones. Her master; nuru had her shatter the smaller ones early on. The large one though was a problem since she couldn't do too much without worry. A large chunk of it remain gone; but the bit that was there had lay against her leg. The dizzying sensation ceased all together and she could feel her thoughts slowly return to being cohesive. She didn't mind the bliss of being like that at all and was firmly tempt to kick the damn thing away. She bit her lower lip softly and closed her eyes. Her leg moved on it's own accord and kicked the orb away from the both of them. The dizzying sensation was immediate and the remaining thought that was part of her firm psychic mind trailed into Sildrae's mind; complete with an image of them hugging and everything. It was firmly locked into her head; this image was lined with a heartfelt emotion she couldn't name. Her sociopathic self had melted for her entire encounter with him and she didn't care at all. She felt tears well up and she scrunched her eyes...
...D-don't let go...
֍ TAG: tyrus֍ WORDS: COUNT 470 ֍ NOTES: Weeee~ ֍ CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!
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Post by Sildrae "The Beast" on Apr 26, 2014 0:45:23 GMT -5
He stood there, holding her in that embrace for as long as she would be willing to hold it with him, and if she lay her ears on his chest...she would eventually hear his steady breathing...and soon, she could hear a deep, throaty hum come from deep inside throat. It didn't seem to follow any rhythm, nor seem to have any real pattern either. It simply was a pretty hum. One meant to break the silence upon the ears with something nice.
He listened to what she sent him, and he slowly placed his muzzle against hers once more, nose to nose, eyes staring into hers as he opened his maw a little, tongue starting to slide out. He stopped when the orb fell, but he refused to look away from her still. He slightly twitched his tail when it was kicked away, but the sudden love she gave him made him completely forget the orb.
Sildrae like hug. Not want let go. Tyrus first to let Sildrae tail hug. Feel good. Not want let go. Keep Tyrus warm. Sildrae let go when need food. Or need relief.
Saying this, his image was of Tyrus running to the bathroom, that 'gotta go' look on her face. He then proceeded to maneuver his long, thick tongue to lick at her eyes, keeping the tears from falling, and likely giving even more of those 'warm chills' in the process.
Tyrus no cry. Tyrus Sildrae's Keeper. Sildrae stay. Tyrus nice to Sildrae.
He tilted his head, somehow looking fierce and cute at the same time as the expression on his maw changed to worry.
Sildrae stay with Tyrus long time? Not go away? Other keepers go away. They fear Sildrae. Sildrae not want make Tyrus fear. Tyrus keep Sildrae long time?
The last was nearly a plead, and his next moreso.
Tyrus be Sildrae...family?
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tyrus
PRAVUS
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OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Apr 26, 2014 1:24:25 GMT -5
F-family?
The word stunned tyrus, both in mind and body. The last interaction she had with her family of old had not been pleasant; they hadn't been pleased that she had gone through pravus in order to try to treat them. The morph's eyes watered a little bit and her memories were dragged to the images of her destroyed home; wrecked, destroyed and spread across miles of farmland. She had lived a nice life before the infection had come to her home; she could remember that much.... But there was so much wrong with her family she didn't even know where to start... But this... She shifted in the hug her eyes struggling to maintain focus. The ghost type was further messing with her with how close as well as how long she had been in it's touch. Her tears were salty in taste but for someone that could tell they were like everything that was associated with her... Laced with psychic energy. Her bleed off was tremendous in comparison to psychic type pokemon.
T-the... Other keepers...? Th-they can't even... understand you...
The morph let out a soft shuddering gasp as the thought trains were becoming harder and harder to maintain. The continued feeling of bliss was well worth the damn trade off she figured; this was the closest she could ever get to feeling this. The longing, the pleading nature in his mind voice made the morph shudder gently and put a hand up against his cheek; her eyes locked with his a bit and she could feel... everything. The morph felt her body shudder again, the feelings welled up; pain of the past and the bliss of the now she couldn't understand everything that was going on. She breathed out and put her head against the base of the neck of the splice; she couldn't hear.. something but something else was there in it's stead. The questions were piling on and she felt a frown tug at her face. She felt an growl emanate from her throat; it wasn't directed at the splice and she doubted even if it was it'd be for a bad reason.
Sildrae.. Stay with.. Tyrus.. Till Sildrae want to leave....
The morph shuddered violently her hands rubbing the splice's chest; her own heaved and she could feel her last shreds of cohesive thoughts trail out like a liquid into a desert. She didn't damn well care, she couldn't understand everything and this was fine. She just needed to be here at this moment; there would be others like this but hell... This was nice.
Sildrae... Tyrus's.....
The last two words were so broken up that it was much like sildrae's original saying over her name.
F....a...mily...... L.... ov...e....
֍ TAG: tyrus֍ WORDS: COUNT 483 ֍ NOTES: Weeee~ ֍ CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!
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Post by Sildrae "The Beast" on Apr 26, 2014 1:50:50 GMT -5
Sildrae rumbled as he felt the emotions of some of those memories, his tongue licking up any more tears that managed to form. His tail and arms never wavered in their hold, not squeezing any tighter, not getting any looser, simply holding her against him. When she mentioned the other keepers not understanding him, he sent her an image of himself writing in sand with his tail, the outline of a human standing next to it to read what was written.
With her head against his neck, the thing that she couldn't seem to hear on his chest became more obvious, for here, pressed against his neck, where an artery would be pumping his lifes blood...she felt nothing. No pulse...he had no hearbeat.
Her mental voice echoed in his head when she said for him to stay, and he welled up with near joy at what she said, because it allowed him to respond with another love filler response.
Then Tyrus always Sildrae's keeper. Sildrae promise. Will not leave.
He shuddered as she said the last four words, and his grip did finally tighten. Not enough to hurt, but enough to take a little air away as he did.
Sildrae have family!
He seemed to grasp what she meant by love from what he felt from her, and as she watched his mind with her link, she'd see him trying to understand it, until with a little hesitation, he opened his maw, pausing a couple times as if trying to figure something out, until he moved his tongue away from the tears, and instead slid it across her lips affectionately.
Sildrae love Tyrus?
It was just as much a question as it was a statement, unable to truly understand it yet, but just enough to know that it's what he was feeling here.
Tyrus keep Sildrae always. Sildrae stay Tyrus always. Sildrae promise.
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tyrus
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OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Apr 26, 2014 2:41:06 GMT -5
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No beats pulsed against her ear, no rhythm pleased her mind. It was just the simple bliss promised by a constant drain that she wasn't aware of. That neither of them understood anymore; she couldn't focus at all; it was getting hard to keep herself right. She could hear the breathing, she could hear the words in her mind but she wasn't sure what to say. Her eyes were completely unfocused in comparison to before; if anyone could even tell if there was pupils before there was no trying to find them now. The morph let out a long sigh and almost froze when the splice squeezed her. It didn't hurt but it damn well felt nice; the warmth and closeness of another brought her feelings she couldn't understand. The image he played against her mind drummed against her like a band; she felt a growl run through her body and she reached up with one of her hands putting against his cheek once more. Her mind bore an image, it was full of longing; it was sadness; truth; understanding and so many things at once that the morph wasn't sure if she was even able to complete it herself.
It was of her home, her feelings for her home and her want of going back. It was her need to have others with her when she did. Something lay there that she couldn't understand or beat and without others around she would be lost to time.
She wanted to bring him there, she wanted to keep him there with her until he didn't want to be there. She'd beg him to stay longer if he was willing but she wouldn't force it if he continued to want to leave. The licking across her lips brought her out from the stupor that she was in. For a brief moment her focus was back; she shuddered from the feeling. Lukewarm was different even when considered to be flesh; hell what was she supposed to expect? He was... A ghost.. but not at the same time. She closed her eyes tightly and slowly hugged around the splice's neck dragging the tongue into her mouth and pushing her lips against his muzzle. Her breath was coming out faster now, she squirmed in his arms but wasn't trying to force herself out of them. Her eyesight narrowed, was it always this hot in here? Was she feeling okay? She couldn't think clearly.... Was that so bad?
No it was not
Her last thoughts would be of home and sharing it with those willing...
L-Love...
֍ TAG: tyrus֍ WORDS: COUNT 444 ֍ NOTES: Weeee~ ֍ CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!
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Post by Sildrae "The Beast" on Apr 26, 2014 3:11:21 GMT -5
The splice could feel that longing, that need for 'home'. It was so like his desire for 'family', which she had just given him. He wanted to do the same. To give her that home she wanted so badly. She was his keeper, after all. What she wanted and needed, he wanted too.
When she placed her arms around his neck and drew his tongue in, he didn't fight it, rather his raw instincts bringing him to tilt his head slightly, his maw opening wider so that he could push his maw further forward to hers...a very feral kind of kiss, if you would.
He moved away from the light of the window, towards the darker part of the apartment, never letting go of the kiss or the hug.
Sildrae love Tyrus.
And in the corner, he laid upon the floor with her, his existence now completely for her in this moment.
Time can often fly for those in comfort...and this was no exception, as 9 hours of the day would pass in their embrace, the splice showing his affection for the pokemorph who had shown him the love and kindness he had never before had, yet had needed most of all.
The splice's tail was no longer segmented. Closed, it instead simply lay across the small of Tyrus' back, the splice under her and acting like a living bed. His breathing was even, though why he needed to breath with no blood would probably be an interesting mystery to look into, as the documentation on him hadn't gone into fair detail on his biological makeup.
The splice was asleep, though his stomach growled heavily, apparently having missed more than one of his usual five meals, and probably was in need of sugar again. The only ghostly parts of his Tyrus could contact now where his shoulder scales and his horns...and neither seemed to be making that contact now.
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