Waiting for HIM

[crystal]

Draelren watched as human and uclide children palyed around the park. He sat out of boredom he had picked this place to meet the puppet master he had heard of. He waited for hours and hours eventualy there was no one left besides him at the park. "He must be coming soon. Or at least he should be." The magican pushed his hat up, which was falling down over his eyes.

[Vyn]

Jiarokumo had been lounging in the park for some time now, watching the humans with their children as well as the Magician canine in the shadows. Of course, Jiaro had invited the canine here quite some time ago to study him, to see if he was even worthy of being in his Cast. Now, longing on a bench in his human form, he was given a chance to study him without distraction.

But now the park was slowly draining itself of visitors, leaving no one but himself and an exceptionally patient little pup.

A deadly smile touched his face, human fingers brushing back a strand of jet black hair. Usually these forms were miserably weak, but Jiaro was almost as formidable in this state as he was as an Euclides and 300 years of practice had given him quite a lot of confidence. Stretching, Jiaro rose from the bench and made his way across the park, directly toward the Euclides.

Halfway from the bench to the canine, Jiaro shed the annoying human clothing, as well as its form, for his own familiar design.

"Good day."

Arrogance filled his smooth voice, portraying an English accent with so very little effort. He'd mastered so many languages, and pulled them off so fluidly that it almost amused him. Especially when it so easily baffled those he spoke with. But for now, he'd be English, stay on the same footing as this lesser beast.

[iprince]

((OOC Mem: Mem is announcing to anyone who roleplays on this board, or with Jiaro at all, that he's sexy >3 The sexiest in fact.

Worship him. -bows to Jiaro- ))

[Vyn]

( [cackles] He is indeed the sexiest of all. XD [hoards her beautiful Jiaro <3]

OOC Jiaro: [amused. pleased, but amused.])

[crystal]

"Ah I see your here finally but I see you were watching me all along. I wonder how you view me through those eyes if yo see the form I see or if you see me as somthing else? Am I actualy the form I see me in, in the reflection of water or a mirror? I am left curious f this fact along with many others." Draelren filled with odd questions. "Excuse my questions. They come often and most find them unuseful but I find them very poetic and normaly write about them or have humans write them since it is much much easyer." Draelren had a very strong proper english accent.

[Rhayeqasr]

OOC -Sorry 'bout the random comment, but I was going to say that he was very sexy before Mem popped in! Vyn has two PuppetMasters! ::glares with envy:: But yes, whole point of this was to say that Jiaro is very beautiful ^_^ please excuse this pointless post -

[Vyn]

(Hehehe. Didn't think everyone would like him so much. ^___^ [snugs her Jiaro again]

OOC Jiaro: [continues to bask in the adoration while Jien huffs in the background.] XP)


"Everyone's view of everyone else is different. Tweaked by preference."

Jiaro stated bluntly. These questions had such obvious answers. Or perhaps it was 300 years of experience which made the idle musings seem so trivial.

"They make fascinating writings...though I can't personally find use for them."

Still the strange arrogance, every word embracing such an aloof demeanor it was hard to tell if he was actually interested. However, the Magician was just acting his type. An illusionist at best, but he'd make a good Script Writer.

Wordlessly the haughty male studied Draelren before a savage grin slid onto his maw.

"What's your name, Script Writer?"

For the time being, Jiaro appeared to be impressed. Which, in and of itself, was quite an impressive feat.

[crystal]

"Yes indeed." Draelren whatched as two figures walked into the park and started to swing one the swings. "Well I sure do earn alot of money for it not that I need it anyways." He looked at the male's chest and he reminded him of a loin. "I am Jiach'ar but I much more perfer Draelren." He puffed out his chest a bit he liked the sound of his actual name he hadnt spoken it in a long time.

[Vyn]

Jiaro flicked an ear, picking up the sound of the two humans but did nothing. If they wanted to investigate the two Euclides in the shadows they could, but they'd end up nothing more than a friendly meal.

"Euclides have little need for human money, that's all it is really."

Yawning widely, Jiarokumo flicked his tail, making the ruby studded tail band sparkle in the moonlight. He had very little interest in human trinkets, but trophies...that was another story all together.

"Draelren?" The lion-like Puppet Master raised an eyebrow slightly, flexing unretractable claws so that they cut deep grooves in the earth beneath his paws. "Sounds more like a name for a human's pet...or a human at that."

His cruel gaze momentarily narrowed, examining the Script Writer. Had he made a mistake about this one? Was he nothing more than a common dog? Dubbing yourself on human terms was something a Puppet was likely to do...but then again, this 'Draelren' was only a step above Puppet.

The pet-name was tolerable in that light, not as foolish. Far more suiting to rank than Jiach'ar. Manageable.

[crystal]

"Would you rather use Jiach'ar tthat would be fine with me. Even though Draelren means entering the spirit realm and I belive it is elven which not very many humans know of and I was not named by a human I stumbled upon the name while I was...well I dont want to go onto another story you would find it uninteresting any ways.' Draelren sighed feeling as if he wanted to hit the male on the head with his trickery stick to knock some sense into him but he did not because this male was unknown to him and must surly be more powerful than him.

[Vyn]

"No. It's quite all right, Draelren." The feline chuckled warmly, a smirk rising upon his maw. "After all, human Magicians take Show Names all the time...why wouldn't an Euclides?"

Jiaro grinned fully, the perfect appearance of friendly warmth. As if he hadn't just been debating decapitation. Absently he shifted the top hat situated above his crania. At one time, it's home had been atop his father's brainless skull. But father-dearest was long gone by now, no more than fertilizer for the African deserts.

"Uninteresting is true enough for the moment. Though, perhaps another time it'd be more to my interest."

Had he been aware of Jiach'ar's urge to smack him with his wand, Jiaro might not have been so friendly. Luckily, however, he was a murderer, not a mind reader.

"By the way," Jiaro purred out his words, allowing the accent to slide smoothly from English to something more African. The tongue that was native to him. "I am Jiarokumo."

[crystal]

Draelren was getting bored and was un amused. He mumbled to him self. "I wonder what it would be like to be the male that stands before him? What does his past and future hold? Is this male a great fighter or is he just a big show off? I highly doubt he is but my mind is full of curiosity." He spoke so the male could not hear him almost thinking it. He turned his attention back to the male. "Well JiaroKumo, may I ask, why did you ask me to come here?"

((Mem: Punctuation! Bwahaha! X3 I'm so mean...))

[Vyn]

It was foolish to believe that Jiaro could not hear what was being whispered mere feet before him, when he could hear mice scraping about yards away.

"You wonder do you?"

The Puppet Master cackled darkly, a sound so bone chilling that it froze the two visitors in the park to the bone. What effect it had on the Script Writer, Jiaro didn't care, but the worthless fool would soon know the mistake he made.

"In my past I was nothing more than a Marionette...I lifted myself to Puppet Master when I decimated my old Cast. Didn't you wonder how I could change forms so easily? Its not a trait common to Puppet Masters."

He laughed savagely, fangs bared. Slowly he rose to his paws, narrowing his eyes with deadly precision.

"My hat was once my fathers. The tail band belonged to mother dearest." The massive Annihilation stalked toward the Script Writer, eyes blazing with deadly intent. "Your wand would make a lovely memento when I rend your head from your neck...or maybe the cape if its not too stained with blood."

Circling him now, tail lashing in the manner of an enraged feline.

"Why?" Another bark of laughter. "I thought you'd make me a nice Script Writer...but I'm quite sure you'd be more use to me as a rug."

[crystal]

"So you plan to kill me now do you?" Draelren turned off into thoughts. 'What would it be like to die?' He thought to himself. "A rug no I wouldn't make a nice rug. Why don't you like me as a script writer? Oh i get it you thought you could drag me into a cast didn't you?" Draelren turned his head away from the male and exited from his presence and sat on a bench. "That may have worked out but what would I be doing for you what of me do you need? I do not love you no I love no male I just don't swing that way. But....if you meant as a friend that should work out but not with you making such threats as to making me a rug although I would not make a good rug." Draelren spotted a glass bottle in the grass by the park. "Ah perfect." A smile curled upon his lips but more like a mad smile. He went over to the bottle and pulled his paw up. He crashed it down upon the end of the glass crushing it and making his paw bleed. He picked to bottle up by the drinking part with his mouth and looked at the male and smiled evilly. He scraped the bottle against his left side cutting open his flesh deeply leaving bits of glass in the wound. He dropped the bottle. Looking impressed he looked at Jiaro once more but this time he was not the questioning canine he was before but a insane wolf looking mad Euclide. He licked his paw up then placed it down on the ground showing no sign of pain what so ever. He smiled the blood from his paw coated onto his teeth.

[Vyn]

Jiaro paused in his sadistic banter, vaguely surprised by the Magician's reaction. He'd thought he'd seen a lot in his 300 years, so much that nothing could so shock him. Oh! Had he been wrong and Jiaro lamented his ignorance.

In his silence he simply stared, sadistic grin had long ago vanished replaced by a deep scowl. What was the blasted Magician rambling about? The Puppet Master couldn't even bother to take in more than a garble of senseless murmuring.

By the time the canine silenced himself, Jiaro was left with only two coherent comments. The Magician thought that Jiaro thought he would make a good rug. Which he wouldn't, but a better rug than a Script Writer...and he also appeared to believed Jiaro was homosexual. Strange.

Jiaro, at one point, had planned to decapitate the fool where he stood. Now he wasn't sure if he even wanted to touch him. Lucky for Jiaro, he didn't have to. Without having to be asked, Jiach'ar had tore a deep cut into his side. Well, that worked.

Without speaking another word, Jiaro rose to his paws and simply walked away. If he bothered to kill him, he might get stupid on his paws, and Jiaro didn't want that at all.