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Tuitea'dial
 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 03:35 AM
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There had been a full moon last night and the day had dawned cool and clear; she had watched the sunrise. Already away from her peoples' wandering camp she had headed north to the edge beyond Bordertown and stood there in the dappled shade of a spreading tree, a mild glamour helping to camophlage her, waiting to see whether her toy would come and play with her, or whether she might need to fetch him.

She suspected that he would come; curiosity was a terrible affliction and one that Humans suffered from in abundance.

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 10:25 AM
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On nights when the moon was full, Ilyas didn’t sleep much. He’d actually spend most of his time watching the perfectly round luminary in the sky, because he knew sleep wasn’t going to come anyway. And if it would, it would definitely be disrupted by the most horrible dreams. And that was no good.

Bacon had sat through almost the entire night with his boss and Ilyas owed it to him to show him a bit of appreciation. So, the second the sun had come up, he’d gone out with his canine companion to go for a long walk. And Ilyas would toss about every single twig and branch and whatsoever that Bacon would bring to him for the dog to fetch. And he would scratch him behind the ears too, and they’d do that weird doggy-wrestle thing that you didn’t really do in front of any other people. Fun and game.

The edge of the NeverNever was close, but because Ilyas preferred not to have Bacon wander in there on his own, he threw the next stick the other way, towards the Feral Houses. A perilous place as well, but for some reason, he deemed it less dangerous than the actual NeverNever.

When the dog went to retrieve, Ilyas glanced over his shoulder. His eyebrows furrowed lightly. He wasn’t sure why exactly he felt the need to look at that place, but something just felt.. odd.

It felt like he was being watched.

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 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 02:33 PM
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There was movement amongst the broken boxes. Tui turned her silvery gaze towards it, watching with interest. Was it her toy? Ah, there he was. He was not walking with purpose however, rather meandering, and even as she watched some beast came bounding towards him. Lightning fast she drew an arrow from her quiver; he was her toy and not for eating!

Crowbane however showed no fear, and the beast - a black wolf perhaps? - stopped before him, dropping something. He threw it and the creature bounded off again. What in Mab's name? Some strangeness of the NeverNever or the land of people boxes? It had run off however, and she replaced the arrow in her quiver. Clearly the man knew how to fend the creature off.

He had not forgotten her however, he glanced over his shoulder out into the NeverNever. She smiled to herself and let the glamour fade; one moment the land was empty, the next she had always been there. Smiling confidently she stepped out of the dappled shade, strolling towards him with an easy sway of her hips, full lips curved in amusement.

"You come, Crowbane." She acknowledged as she approached. As usual she wore her quiver, collecting bag and knife on their respective straps, and little else. "That is well. There is much for-" but her eyes were suddenly focused over his shoulder. "Get back!" She snapped, stepping wide of him as like magic an arrow to her bow again. "It returns!"

The great black beast was once more lolloping towards them, half a tree in it's mouth.

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 02:53 PM
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The feeling of being watched proved to not just be Ilyas’ paranoid mind. When he turned his head back around to check where Bacon had gone, there was a definite sound behind him. His eyes narrowed slightly, fingers flexed. The NeverNever had a way of catching people off guard, but it had to come up with better tricks to outsmart Ilyas these days.

In case he would need it, water was near. In this area of the NeverNever, there seemed to always be little piles of snow and ice. No short supply. But a short glance over his shoulder was enough to make Ilyas roll his eyes.

The NeverNever and its dirty little tricks. It showed its true colors yet again.

His fingers relaxed again, because – even though it was perhaps sheer foolishness – he did not fear this Elf. She could’ve killed him before, easily, yet had chosen not to do so. Perhaps today would be different, but Ilyas had found that life was more pleasurable when he didn’t think further ahead than an hour or so.

He readied himself for whatever bullshit would be coming his way now, but it turned out that the only thing that came his way was Bacon. The most normal thing in the world, really, although not to this Wild Trueblood, who was aiming an arrow at the black puppy dog that did nothing but love everything and everybody he ever came across.

Before she could release the arrow – or so Ilyas hoped – he would place his hand on her bow and jerk it down. “What the hell are you doing?”

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Tuitea'dial
 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 03:12 PM
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She aimed for the beast's heart. The NeverNever was subtle and dangerous and she had never seen such a creature before. Crowbane did not seem wary of it, but Crowbane was a box-dweller and knew little of the land in which she lived. She was not expecting the hand on her bow; he moved faster than she gave him credit for.

"Saving your life!" She snapped back, wresting the bow back up, but the beast was already on them. Too busy wrestling with Crowbane, she did not move in time and the black beast bowled her over, a shrill shriek emnating from the Elvan woman as she went down and her bow went flying.

There was a moment of tumbling, wrestling confusion where Elf fought to master mutt and mutt fought to lick elf as much as possible, which ended with Tuitea'dial pinning Bacon to the ground on his back, her small but wickedly sharp knife at the dog's throat.

Bacon looked up at Ilyas and whined.

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 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 03:26 PM
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Bacon had become strangely comfortable around the people Boss spend time with. Frankly, Bacon was comfortable around nearly everyone, but the fact that Boss was comfortable around someone made Bacon want to wag his tail even more. Boss knew where to find good humans, even when some of them had funny looking ears and kept washing Bacon in the bath when, really, there was no need to.

He wasn’t that smelly.

Therefore, when he saw a strange face as he returned the stick to his owner, Bacon counted on the fact that Boss had good judgement and it would be safe for him to just tackle this person. Yes, it had occasionally been said by Boss that this wasn’t a good thing to do, but Bacon was a dog and did dog-things. Whenever he was as excited as he was now, he could not possibly contain himself.

It turned out that he really needed to learn this, because this human was wrestling way hard and it kinda hurt and suddenly, everything was spinning and then Bacon was on his back and this new person looked so very scary that all he could do was whine softly and be totally petrified.

This was not a nice person!

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Ilyas Aylin
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Bacon was as close to family as Ilyas could every imagine having in this horrible town filled with horrible people. And right now, this Wicked Witch from the West NeverNever was pinning his dog down with a savaged look in her eyes and a knife at his throat.

Oh. Hell. No.

He could’ve impaled her with a couple of sharp icicles or reached for the dagger he always carried with him in his boot, but he remembered that this was a girl. There were easier ways to deal with her. Better ways.

He reached down, wrapped his fingers around a good few locks of her hair, tightened his grip and just moved his arm up a little. Yes, Ilyas had a little sister and this had been a vital survival skill growing up that no one ought to underestimate.

“Let. Go.” And he would do the same.

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The creature... stopped fighting. And whined pitifully at Crowbane. It was a wolf, and not a wolf. A black wolf with no courage. Tui stared at it in confusion. What was it? It had attacked her, and yet done her no more harm than covering her in slobber. Yes, a wolf thus pinned might fawn and acknowledge her dominance, but this one looked distinctly towards the man she had tried to save from it.

A moment later a fist closed on her hair and pulled. Ow. But if Crowbane thought that a little pain would phase her he was mistaken; he had made the mistake of coming within reach.

Reversing her grip on the knife she extended her arm to touch the tip of the blade to the inner top of Ilyas's thigh, other hand keeping the beast pinned by the throat. "You first."

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 03:45 PM
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You first, she said.

Now she threatened Ilyas. See, people always made that stupid mistake. As if Ilyas cared they threatened him. She could stab that knife of hers into his thigh, and other business that he may or may not have had there, and he would still hold her hair, and George damn it, he would pull it too, if he had to. No, this wasn’t something he liked doing, but in some cases, people simply didn’t listen and these type of measures were needed.

“Let go of my dog.” It wasn’t that difficult, really. Ilyas did not speak some kind of strange foreign language. This was clear English and as far as he had seen, this Trueblood understood his clear English perfectly fine.

Today, it should be no different.

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"Your what?" Tui asked incredulously, not turning her head because it would put more pressure on her hair. In fact she did not move at all.

This beast belonged to Crowbane? That explained his lack of fear. And she did not fail to notice that in his defence of it he did not try to injure or kill her, only hurt her. If he did, she would hurt him far more. Right now however it proved that not only Humans suffered from curiosity.

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Nov 3 2014, 03:55 PM
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“Let. Go.”

Maybe she was just a slow learner. A very, very slow learner. A painfully slow learner that needed everything to be repeated to her at least five times. Oh well. Ilyas was a very patient person. A very, very patient person. He was painfully patient.

Perhaps it was due to having someone life—eh—hair in your hands.

He did not need to tighten the grip he had on her, because she made that face, and that face was usually enough. He’d seen that face on Yaira many times, and it had always been enough. Girls and hair. No matter what culture or race. Girls and hair.

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It was awfully tempting to stab him, or cut the ‘dog’s throat. No nasty box-dwelling Human got the better of her. But then she would not find out about the creature, or other things that intrigued her. Curiosity could be a terrible curse indeed.

Still straddling the animal, she slowly removed her hand from it’s throat. “Your turn.”

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Nov 4 2014, 12:15 AM
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Ilyas had experience with people who didn't listen. This was nothing new to him. Perhaps they somehow felt they had the right to just completely ignore him. True, he was insignificant, but there was such a thing as crossing a line.

In the case, it had clearly been crossed.

The grip on Bacon's throat was slowly released and the dog wiggled a little until he could turn around. He wasn't completely free from the grasp yet, but at least no longer in the awkward - threatening - position he'd been in seconds ago. For now, it would do.

Ilyas let go of the Trueblood's hair. One wrong move, though, and he'd tangle his hands back in there like a spider wrapping a fly into its web.

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 Posted: Nov 5 2014, 01:41 AM
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Tuitea'dial could be extremely stubborn when the mood took her, and she did not suffer affronts to her dignity gladly. Clearly however here was someone who was prepared to match her in stubborness.

As the grip on her hair released Tui put just enough pressure on her knife blade to push the tip into the man's leg and draw blood - just enough to tell him that such impugnity did not go unpunished - then quickly rolled off the beast and away from the pair of them, scooping up her bow as she came upright.

"Strange thanks you give to one who would save your life, Crowbane." She observed.

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Nov 5 2014, 03:58 AM
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Great. Another Elf thought it was necessary to stab Ilyas. Please. As if he’d never had that happen before. She had done a pretty pitiful job at it too. Was a waste of a pretty good pair of pants, though, but nothing that could not be fixed.

Bacon, as soon as being released, had jumped up and cowered behind Ilyas. His tail was between his legs, head low to the ground as he anxiously watched the stranger from behind the safety of his Boss’ legs. This was one of those strangers that Bacon really disliked. Most people who didn’t like him just yelled at him, but this one had tried to harm him too. It was best to stay far away from it.

Ilyas ignored the sting in his leg. He’d mind it later. For now, he just kneeled down to check if Bacon wasn’t hurt. Other than being petrified, the dog seemed to be okay. A gentle petting and scratching of his head even made his tail wag slightly again.

“I have treated others who’ve attempted to safe my life with much less kindness.” Heck, he’d only gripped her hair. Not even pulled it decently. Hardly a reason to whine about anything. It was obviously beside the fact that, this whole time, Ilyas’ life had in no way been in danger, because even if Bacon had wanted to, the dog couldn’t hurt a fly. Whether people knew this or not was unimportant. “Don’t ever hurt my dog again.”

No one harmed Bacon.

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