Beauty and her Beast

[Vyn]

It was a rare occasion to find someone unacquainted with the tales of Beauty and the Beast, but few could recite the story and its many variations the way Isebellabi could. The lovely marionette had even gone so far as to learn Italian in order to read and perform even the very first variations for those who were interested in taking her audience. It was a strange obsession, but it preoccupied her mind in those dark times before and after the full moon.

Those times when this beauty became a true beast.

The full moon had just set, leaving the usually composed Bella collapsed upon the ground in her human form, hugging her lithe frame. The change into her lycan state was overwhelming, but she was slowly learning to lessen the shock with each passing year. Her most effective method was most likely the most unusual of them all for it came in the form of a rather odd sort of company.

'Odd' didn't even begin to describe Annebisse.

Like a possessed human, Anne was often at the whim of her other half and when she was the child was coarse and vulgar, even sadistically cruel. Nor did it really matter who she was cruel to, so long as she took her pent up anger out on something, anything...even herself. Yet, just as likely as she was to display this cruel and twisted side of herself, Anne would abruptly recover. The 'good' Anne was calm and rather docile, if not a bit perpetually disoriented. She looked like someone living in the dream of freedom, always expecting the painful shackles to be bound tight again. Regardless of what side bound her, the cocky fem was nevertheless of Jiaro's brood and her confidence never faded...especially not now while the 'bad' Anne held sway. The young marionette towered over the apparently unconscious female, hands on slowly developing hips. Neither were clothed, but shame was a thing of humans and no matter how they might fool some these two were far from human.

"Heh, good morning, Beauty. Your rose has wilted, its time to wake up."

Bella was sprawled on the floor of the abandoned church, the cool stone felt soothing against her heated body. Scrapes and bruises adorned her lithe form, the result of the tantrum she had thrown while in Lycan state upon realizing she could not escape the small prison that Annebisse had made of the church.

"Isebellabi. I know you're awake. Get up, get up or I'll bite you!"

The child's voice rang with varying tones of sadism and malice, nothing but a low hiss upon Bella's name and shifting into a sadistic sort of glee by the time she reached bite. Luckily, however, something else suddenly took hold of Anne's attention and the chaotic female swept herself in the direction of a sudden sound from outside of the church. Hmph...seems that they weren't alone after all. Bella's eyes slowly opened once Anne fell silent, afraid she was going to be bitten until she realized the defensive stance Anne had taken up. Despite the oddities of their friendship, it was a friendship nevertheless and Annebisse did what she could to protect Bella from others, especially while the girl was in such a vulnerable state.

_{Annebisse: 1 / 15}
^{Isebellabi: 1 / 15}

[Kitty Love]

The full moon tempted others out as well, others with questionable ... quirks. But it wasn't just the moon, no, it was the night that tempted the trio out from beneath the earth, from the watchful eye of the Trickster God. The empty streets, the cooler air, the lack of the suns direct rays, since the moon's light began as the sun's. It was intriguing and embracing, much like the mother they never had, perhaps some sick form of a replacement? Perhaps.

Indeed there were noises beyond the church, for a trio of youths didn't normally travel in silence. At first there would be the subtle sounds of paws and chains, and then voices would become apparent, male voices to be precise. One was rather deep, playing up the canine's age whilst the other held a serpent's hiss, unusual in a euclides.

Well if you really wanted to make yourself useful, get on the ground and help me find her.

I would sssimply love to, but I've a better vantage point here.

The canine snorted indignantly and raised his nose to the air, scenting the faintest of breezes and stopping as an unfamiliar scent of two settled in his nostrils causing his hackles to rise and his ears to shift backward. Blank visionaries went into a search of his surroundings as his tail curled over his back. something around his neck shifted and the second voice was heard again.

What isss it brother?

(( sorry it's short and icky... but kinda hard post to jump into XD ily! <3 ))

[Vyn]

(Sorry it was hard to find a start for, sort of had it geared toward someone in particular finding them since otherwise I would've gone on rambling XPP

Nevertheless, as I know FP intends to join I'll be waiting to post until she does. On that same note, I'd like it if no one else joined, more than 2 people and my head might explode. lol)

[FlyingPanther]

The Ragnorok younglings were not the only ones in the area who were a trio. Not far away from both groupings of babies were even more of Jiaro's offspring. Two were much larger then most of the babies in the area, mostly because they were much older. Both Katondabi and Reznikuj were on the cusp of adulthood, and their bodies certainly were beginning to show it. Katon was much more elegant looking, and Rez had the beginnings of a lushious looking mane. At the moment though it was a little scruffy looking, as it was an adolecent mane. It wouldn't be to long before it was a full adult mane though.

The last baby was extremely young, being that she was from Jiaro's last newest litter. Her name was Oshunsi'ib, and she bounded alongside Rez, who was happy to have her at his side. She appealed to him greatly, and it seemed like her fate would be in his hands. He planned to have her as one of his many insestual future mates, and so kept her closeby. She was unaware, being far to young to even understand what she was potentially getting herself into. Who knew though, she might enjoy the idea, it seemed many of Rez's siblings didn't have a problem with the idea of being under him, in more ways then one. All she knew at the moment though, was that Rez was nice to her...and Katon wasn't.

Katon saw her sister as lesser, despite the fact they were both born from puppets. Katon's blood, to her, was higher ranking, not only just because of the simple fact that she was a director, but also because her mother was Jiaro's FAVORITE puppet, and one that had served him well. Oshun's mother was a used, not exactly something to be proud of, and because of that she was also unable to lift her head. Katon saw this as a sign of weakness. He didn't approve of Rez's fondness for her, but she could do nothing. Rez's sexual wants were always rather puzzling to her.

Katon was the first to hear voices, being the least distracted of the three younglings. Rez was having fun watching Oshun, and she was trying her hardest to keep up with her longer striding siblings. She slowed and nudged Rez with a paw, which lead to them all stopping and listening. Rez smirked, he could smell at least 5 others in the general area, and could hear a voice filled with malice not to far away. He slinked toward where the two other Jiaro kin were talking, Katon and Oshun at his heels. Katon gave a quick jab with her beak, hitting Oshun in the forhead painfully. The marionette was far to close to her, and she wanted her to bring up the rear, like a good lower ranking individual.

Reznikuj: 28 / 15 (30)
Katondabi: 14 / 15
Oshunsi'ib: 1 / 15

[Vyn]

At last Isebellabi managed to force her stiff muscles to move and her weakened body pulled into a sitting position. She wanted to rest more, but she knew it was impossible for the time being. Someone was there and even if they avoided the church she knew Annebisse wouldn't leave them alone in this mood. Anne could never be that convenient.

Just as Bella had assumed, the Exorcist mix sauntered forward with nothing but hell and curiousity in her burning red orbs. This was, of course, 'bad' Anne and whoever had struck up her youthful curiousity outside would be at the child's wicked whims. "Come on, Bella... Let's have some fun. Those of our grand blood are out there, and others too...stranger smelling than even our brood!" That malicious voice was now spiked with a deranged sort of glee, a spontaneous desire to wreck havoc where she could.

This was painfully understandable to Bella, who realized her friend had just spent her evening keeping a Lycan pup at bay instead of causing her usual mischief. Indeed, she could've even taken Bella out to destroy things with her but Bella had pleaded to remain inside where she could do only herself harm. One day, she would have to learn what her father had and come to terms with her vicious loss of control. Fingering the mirror charm around her neck, Bella nodded and smiled. "All right, Anne... I'm coming."

After all, to say that her interest wasn't piqued ever so slightly would've been an utter lie. Someone stranger than their own blood? Surely it was nonsense...but when the two unclad children stepped into the predawn she found her cousin was right. This was rather strange. She recognized the others instantly. Rez and Katon were familiar sights, Oshunsi'ib not so much...but it was the other two which stopped her in her tracks. A serpent Euclides and a...wolf? He seemed normal enough, aside from his massive size and the chains hanging about him.

The romantic Inspiration mix fluttered a little. Now, wasn't he a charming Beast?

_{Annebisse: 2 / 15}
^{Isebellabi: 2 / 15}

A fourth figure tagged along with Rez and Katon's group, lagging so far behind by now that he seemed as if he weren't part of the group at all. That, of course, wasn't true. He stayed just close enough that his beloved big brother was never out of his sight, but far enough away that he could be mildly distracted from the company Rez was keeping.

It wasn't Katon he was worried about, she was 'safe', it was the new girl...the new girl that Rez had brought along with them. She was barely more than a puppet, and with such mixed blood too!

Of course, these were all paranoid and bitter thoughts but his exhausted mind couldn't wrap itself around anything else. His insomnia had been wretched these last few days and it made functioning even harder than usual. Slowly he lifted his head, realizing there were others nearby and that he ought to be at Rez's side not moping in the background.

Picking up his tired pace, the male broke into a trot as he closed the distance between himself and his beloved older sibling. Sliding up to stand at his side, Nio took up the stance of sleepy body guard, determined to be at Rez's bec-n-call at all times...and to keep that little runt away from him.

_{Niokaejmel: 13 / 15}

[Kitty Love]

It was true this trio was strange, their scent mostly of Loki, hinting traces a their Jiaro blood, but there was something else, something foreign, something eerie. Their auras, especially the one of the presently missing female, just held a sense of power that was yet to be achieved and furthermore they were all the first of their type and totally marking-less. In fact, only Fenrir wore and jewelry, or rather a necklace and odd chains about his ankles. Fenrir was also rather large, if not around the same size as Rez then nearer Katon. And serpent Euclide were unheard of, well, unless you listened to recent rumours that had seemed to spread.

And enter the strangest one of all, Helbi. She may have been the highest ranked of this trio, a Director, but by appearance alone one wouldn't guess that. Her stringy mane hang over her face in a rather messy manner, her eyes were a bit larger then normal and her hind end was deformed, no, wait ... half decayed? Yes indeed, her body was already half dead and only the will of the gods themselves must animate them. Her walk wasn't perfect, no, it was somewhat slow and her oddly shaped toes tended to drag across the dirt, much like the tip of her shriveled tail. However, she held her head up proudly, her ears resting somewhere between her skull and fully upright and her cool gaze landed upon her brothers. Her speech was slow and monotone as well, deep for a females.

You aren't very good at seeking.

Jor would have untwined from Fenrir's neck, but he'd sensed the others, all five, no six of them and decided to stay where he was safest, being the smallest and only one without legs. Fenrir glanced at her, but remained where he was only to give in and move over toward his sister, her outward frailty leading him to be somewhat of a body guard. He was ready... let them come. ALL of them.

[FlyingPanther]

Rez lead the group straight into the gathering of babies. Once he had slinked into view, he gave a small smirk, and stood up fully, puffing his chest out ever so slightly. He looked rather majestic in his stance, and probably would have looked more so if he wasn't slightly thined. He would never tell anyone, but Rez had not slept in quite a long time, and was beginning to be haunted, by what he wasn't sure. Everything that had been going on had slowly driven him slightly more insane then he already was. At the present moment however, he was a little on the thin side, though not undesirible to look upon. His white hat he had since he could last remember sat proudly atop his head, and it was hard to believe the youngster was only a director. Even at such a young age he held himself as a puppet master would.

Katon came in next, posing very similarly next to Rez. However, she was far healthier looking, almost abnormally so. Being the vain one that she was, she was always looking her best. She held herself in high esteem, so the stance she was in was almost natural looking. She was the essence of elagance. Oshun took up the rear and made herself visible behind Rez, as she was beginning to be afraid to go anywhere near Katon.

Rez continued smirking, looking at all the different younglings around him. They all seemed very young, not as young as Oshun, but still very young. It seemed him and Katon were the big kids in the playground. The thought made him chuckle a moment. "Quite a lovely bunch of coconuts we have here. You two smell of Jiaro, We must be siblings, for the smell is strong upon you. And you must be my niece, as you smell of my sister, Kyva." he said looking at Anne and Bella, happy to show off his powers of deduction. It was then when he had turned to smell the other Euclide in the area that he saw some very strange things indeed. A wolf as big as he, though he looked rather young, a decaying ugly creature, and...a serpent? Very strange. But he smelled something upon them that smelled distinctly familiar. They were somehow related to a brother of his. Loki, they must be related to Loki. "I was not aware that Loki had children..."

Reznikuj: 29 / 15 (30)
Katondabi can now grow.
Oshunsi'ib: 2 / 15

[Vyn]

Isebellabi and Annebisse were like night and day as they exited the church side by side. Everything from attitude to appearance differed between them, the children linked only by the thin relation to Jiarokumo and the developing beauty of their rank. With her wild black locks, natural golden tan and the arrogant pride of her bloodline, Annebisse was the perfect image of exotic and untamed beauty. Bella's beauty, however, was of a softer and more vampiric sort: slender and delicate, with skin paler than moonlight and hypnotizing green orbs framed behind groomed black locks, she was undeniably Lexx's daughter.

The two made a stunning compliment to one another, even if Annebisse's malicious and abrasive words had to ruin the image moments after Rez greeted them. Even while expecting it, Bella was also shamed by it. This side was only one half of Anne, but at this young of an age it was sadly her predominant side.

"Clever, aren't we brother?" Anne snickered, most likely about to go on before her attention was brought to Helbi and crew and her nose instantly wrinkled in a display of disgust. "Oi! What are you?" She positively spat her words at the unusual trio that was Loki's offspring, the tactless female was not so much as attempting to hide her distaste. Was that drab female half dead?! How...unappealing to the eye! She wasn't even the sort of undead that one could pretend was half decent! "You smell of death, and --

Bella!!"

Right as Anne had been about to go off listing all the ways in which the three odd strangers were freakish or unappealing to her in some way, Bella had sharply elbowed the female in the ribs. She was a fragile thing, yes, but she knew when to step in and silence Anne. It didn't always work, but luckily it did this time for Bella swiftly spoke up before her aunt could speak up.

"Please, don't take her words to heart...she doesn't mean them." Now more focused on defying Bella than insulting the others, that infuriated fem hissed beneath her breath in counter point to Bella's comments. "I do so!" Ignoring her, Bella gently against her brash friend as she tried to smooth over the introductions gone awry. Likely, Anne would still wind up in a fight with someone but Belle would much rather get a chance to learn more about the strange wolf-like son of Loki's. "She's really not that bad once you get to know her." "Like hell I'm not!" "She'll run out of steam soon."

For a long moment Anne was silent, peering at Bella with a look so intense it could kill but she appeared to have, indeed, run out of steam. Bella knew her too well, arguing was only going to make her look like an idiot. Anne was undeniably crazy, but she was far from an idiot.

"Now then, I am Iseballabi...and this is, --" "Annebisse."

Bella bowed her head to her elders, but Anne merely smirked and lifted her head higher. Submission was not something that this wild and wayward fem was capable of understanding yet, even though Bella had tried hard to teach her the mannerisms of being a 'woman'.

_{Isebellabi: 3 / 15}
^{Annebisse: 3 / 15}

For as long as Nio could remember he'd been smaller than this brother, but age had brought along a surprising growth spurt and Rez's current state left the patchwork male notably more bulky than the Director he idolized. Even with the exhaustion which constantly weighted his limbs, Nio was becoming a formidable body guard.

Listening to the others converse, he pushed back his sullen jealousy, taking comfort in the fact that Rez now had other things to distract him from Oshunsi'ib. Slowly a smile touched his maw, the patchwork male eased into a relaxed but alert stance at his brother's side.

If Rez needed, he would be at his defense in a heartbeat.

_{Niokaejmel: 14 / 15}

[Kitty Love]

Fenrir's ears swiveled between halfway back and forward, rising and falling with each of the words from his somewhat distant relatives. What were they considered, cousins? Well that didn't matter really, he'd not relax until these others, some of which quite a bit older, proved to be a non threat. Lokijikuvair had told him to look out for his sister and his desire to please his father, and the state of his sister simply made this a must. None would harm Helbi unless they went through him first and if his brother stayed where he was, he'd not be harmed either. The serpent was intelligent enough to find his way out of trouble even if he were lacking limbs.

His attention turned to Anne as she silenced the more aggressive female at her side as she began to spit such unbecoming words at his poor sister, this gained her quite a bit of favor with the large canine and he gave the slightest of nods to her in appreciation, which warranted a soft hiss from Jor as he resettled, merely taking in the scene from the comfort of his brother's neck, safe and warm and possessing quite the view of the scene.

Helbi merely smiled, a crooked and just plain awkward looking gesture on the Hag Type female, finding all the things she said to be complimentary. Her fascination with the dead had soared to a level very close to obsession and if she wore their perfume then she was even closer to them then she'd initially thought. She hoped that one day she could communicate with the dead, she dreamt about it and thought of it constantly. She even made kills just to try and see if after it's life blood had run cold if she could still communicate with it, she'd gotten nowhere as of yet but she felt a breakthrough was coming.

She spoke again, her voice as it had been before, perhaps she couldn't add any emotions to her tone? Either way, cool, quiet and monotone was the way she spoke, and pretty much summed up the way she was as well. Why thank you for gracing me with such kind words ... they liven my heart.

With that said she turned her gaze over to Rez, her crooked smile broadening ever so slightly. Our relation to Loki is a bit... hard to explain, but yes, you could say that we are children of him. I am Helbi. She flicked an ear back at her brothers, waiting for them to chime in and each did with their own names, letting Helbi speak now for she didn't often enjoy it.

"Fenrirzikaej" "Jormungandre"

((Sorry for taking so long, fell asleep yesterday then had to get ready for a nine hour shift at work... then fell asleep again, lol.))

[FlyingPanther]

Rez smiled at the tenatious sister in front of him, and her attempt at rudeness toward him. It was rather quaint to him. He bowed at bit at her words as if to say thank you. Before he could really say anything however, the smell of the Hag female wafted into his nostrils, and he couldn't help but take a gander at what was immiting such a horrible stench. He chuckled a bit at the interaction between his sister and his niece. So much hostility towards family in this strange bloodline, he didn't truely understand it. He supposed though that not everyone was as open as he was with his own blood. This made him chuckle as well. Chuckling was an alarming thing to witness Rez do, as his ribs became painfully visible every time he sharply inhaled.

Katon was unimpressed by the group, snorting slightly. The thought of leaving flitted across her mind. The only adults in this group were she and Rez. Everyone was far to young to keep her interest. They were all going to act rather immaturely for her, and that damnible Oshun was getting on her nerves as she was ignoring everything going on like a naive little brat. She snorted again, agreeing with Anne a little to much on the looks and smells of the Hag female. What a horribly sad fate, to be so ugly for your entire life. Not even if the female had a make-over did she have the chance of being as beautiful as say...Katon. Her pity soon left her, and annoyance soon came back to fill the void.

Oshun played a bit with her tail, enjoying the colors as they furled together the more she played with it. She was still to young to have seen enough beauty in the world, and she was fairly convinced that the duo-toned blue and grey tuft that adorned her tail was extremely beautiful. Her little venture into vanity was interupted by a rather large male who came up behind her and Rez. She looked at him a bit with blinking young infantile eyes and smiled. "Hello!" she said happily to Nio, and Rez turned to see what all the greeting was about.

He was happily suprised to see his little white shadow stride up and sit next to him. "Hello dearest brother." he said softly to him, with a yellowed toothy smile, he then turned back to the group, as it was their turn to begin to introduce themselves, and what kind of euclides would he be if he didn't introduce himself?! He chuckled at the thought. "Ah, Nephews and Nieces, I didn't think it would be so soon." he grinned ear to ear and continued. "One would think we would all have been aware of eachother sooner, but since we are not, I will be happy to introduce my trio."

"I am quite capable of introducing myself..." piped up Katon in a rather perturbed voice. "I'm sure." he said with a small bow of his head towards his sister, which only resulted in her contorting her face angrily.

"I am Reznikuj, Director soon to be Puppet Master...Son of Jiaro. The lovely young lady behind me is Oshunsi'ib, daughter of our 'loving' father from his newest litter..." he patted her on the head, which issued a small doll-like giggle from her maw, covered by a cute little paw. He grinned seductively at her before returning to the group. "And this is..." he extened a paw in the direction of Katon to introduce herself. She had a thought to spit in it, one which could clearly be read on her face. "Katondabi, Director, Daughter of the Dark Lord Jiarokumo." she spouted out quickly, giving the very bare minimum of her usual greeting. She wanted to leave this group more then ever.

Reznikuj can now grow.
Oshunsi'ib: 3 / 15

[Vyn]

A sweet and rather fetching blush tinted Isebellabi's cheeks as she watched Fenrir nod his approval to her. Odd as he was, Bella couldn't help but find him a handsome and charming beast. Mysterious romance and monstrous beauty, it was the whole theme of her life. She wanted to draw closer, find out what the unusual male was made of, but instead she merely bowed her head in greeting and acknowledgment.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all."

Anne appeared far from willing to return pleasantries, too busy glaring at the 'freak show' to be friendly to anyone. Helbi's words merely caused her to sneer and huff out words low beneath her breath.

"Yeah, like that's possi--nnfg." The Marionette was met with yet another nudge of Bella's elbow and with a twitch she relented...somewhat. "Yeah, yeah. A fucking joy."

Bella shook her head slowly, unusually embarrassed by Anne's brash words. They didn't always bother her so, especially around family, but her bright green orbs flashed time and time again to Fenrir before darting away as she tried to politely refrain from staring. It would most likely end up warranting the huffy child's attention and Bella most definitely did not want to live that down!

_{Annebisse: 4 / 15}
^{Isebellabi: 4 / 15}

Nio glanced down at the infantile figure which piped up at his presence, nearly causing him to huff in jealous frustration before he simply contented himself to nod a weak greeting. Ah, but Rez's attention brightened his heart in seconds. As if life re-sparked into his exhausted frame, the handsome puppeteer beamed warmly at his brother but kept his voice low so as not to disrupt the conversation persisting in the growing gathering. Not that it appeared all too friendly from all ends.

"Hello Rez..."

Oh how thin Rez had grown, it truly pained the patchwork to see his brother looking so frail! Slowly he inched closer, his stance protective but docile until told to be otherwise. Just as Fenrir had been charged to protect his sister, Nio had taken up the responsibility of being Reznikuj's ever present guard.

Once introductions wound through the group, Nio raised his head and spoke up to the others. It was a single word, allowing his brother the spotlight while retaining politeness to answer before merely slipping back into the background.

"Niokaejmel."

_{Niokaejmel: 15 / 15 [completed]}

[Kitty Love]

The whole of this meeting was just plain awkward for Fenrir, he wasn't exactly the most social of canines and especially this group made him feel out of place. They were supposed to be family... however, they didn't much act like it. However, he'd heard stories of their grandfather from different sources and none seemed to live up to the grandeur that Loki gave to his fellow God among masters. He'd have to meet this Jiaro one of these days and see what made him so popular and yet so loathed all in one breath, that was something he couldn't quite comprehend without facts to place behind ideas.

The attention from his marbled cousin wasn't entirely unnoticed, it just wasn't convenient to allow himself a bit of relaxation. This group seemed to have nothing but ill feelings for his sister and he wasn't pleased with that in the least. However, he'd make note to try and chat with her as she had an odd scent about her as well, not quite as different as he and his siblings, but different none the less.

Jor however, was finding this meeting to be rather beneficial. He was presently conducting special research for his own plans and the appearance and behavior of these cousins were very much something that was note worthy. He looked each over carefully, putting together everything about them and storing them in his mind for later comparison to others, what his main goal was was a secret that he hadn't even shared with his siblings, but he would clue them in eventually.

And Helbi, well, she was, for some odd reason, drawn to possibly the most negative of the group. The crooked smile broadened, one side of her muzzle twisted into a terrible frown whilst the other side was a toothy, beaming smile and she set herself in motion once more, much to the dismay of her brother. She aimed herself straight for Annebisse, deformed hind paws dragging the earth in their usual fashion. The look in those hollow orbs, however, was entirely focused and eerily cool, not matching up with the rest of her expression at all. And yet she said not a word... she'd let her quarry speak up first and then feed further from her negativity... it was like a moth to a flame, only this moth was smarter then the average one.

(( sorry for taking so long.. .x.o ))