A Bloody Evening

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It had been a great evening, he had slaughtered, slaughtered, slaughered! He used his rage against a crowd of humans. Yajavikea had blood all over him. He and is puppet had bearly escaped the police. Hah! Them get him? He just liked a good chase! Thinking of the screaming, confusion, and fright he started cackling. The rampage was still fresh in his mind.

Silently walking after him is a small female. She is his puppet. A sad auroma was around her. Yaja layed down and started grooming with his fleshy tongue and bloody claws. "Can I be of any assistance?" She said. Her vioce was blank, unemotional. It was so hollow, and it echoed all around.

"no thanks my dear."
(This is me trying to another attempt another evil character.)

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Another figure walked among the trees this evening, this one quite younger then the other Euclide pair. Little paws hit the ground without a noise as she took in the conversation between the two; one was obviously a Slaughter, but the other...a Puppet for sure, and most likely a Used, perhaps a Lost. The Slaughter put her slightly on edge, but this would provide her with experience of the world she desperately needed.

With that, the charming female known as Jauniba walking into view, a lovely smile on her face.

"Hello Sir, Miss," she spoke, speaking to each it turn with a small incline of her head. She was aware, more aware then her father, of her rank, and made sure she wasn't too open, just polite.

"Pleasure to make both your acquaintances. I am Jauniba, Director."

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"Sir, we have company." she said in another, emotionless, butler like vioce. Very robotic, you could say. The creature, the pit of sorrow as he called himself, rose to the puppet's alert. "That we do. A small one from the sounds of it." He siad grinning. He would wait for the creature to show itself. That or, if it wanted to hide he would just hunt them out. It would be a nice game, bebe's loved games did they not?

"Sebi, go greet our.... guest." he said and returned to his grooming. His Puppet would handle this until he felt..... ready.

In a nod, Sebi'la lifted, and shook her frail body to get the leaves out. She walked towards the youth, a warm, motherly, trusting smile on her maw.

"Hello little one." she siad very motherly, her vioce finally had some emotion in it. That was rare, but when it did, it was the softest, warmest, most relaxing vioce that only a loving mother could have.
don't let her escape. His thoughts serged through her body.

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The Puppet was almost like a robot, no doubt the most emotionless creature she had ever met. If she was one for a Cast, she would avoid Puppets such as this, she needed no pity or bore in a theatre. She heard the voice of the other and fought the urge to snarl; the Slaughter was a beast, but she would not sink to his level. Not yet at least.

But now, she allowed a small growl to rumble her throat. No one was playing mind games with her, least of all a Puppet. "Puppet, do not attempt to make me warm to you, no motherly voice shall consume me," she spoke calmly, all the while watching her with a critical eye. She already disliked this slave of an Euclide.

Little do the trio know, there is a fourth wandering the trees....



This male, an Oath by the looks of it, moved as silently, if not more, as his young daughter. His eyes were narrowed till they nearly closed, he had picked up the scent of his offspring a few yards down, and was quick to track her down. She was too independent for her small age, and too aware of her Rank. The thought brought a smile to the male's face, she was so confident, definitely from her 'mother'.

He walked on for a moment before reaching the clearing the trio had found themselves in. It was then when he spotted his daughter, but held back behind the trees, where he would remain unseen. The Oath, Juramento, would be there to help if need be, but for now, he would watch how she reacted to the world.

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Sebi backed up. Her face, blinking blankly. "Child, I am sorry that you beleive I'm trying to hurt you. It is not me that is the one to shed blood." she said looking back trying to tell the child it was not safe here. Yaja had different thoughts. He controlled her, and he made her lift her head to its breaking point. A powerful 'shock' raged through her body making her collasp infront of the pup.

Yaja smirked, but didn't say anything. His Puppet knew what she had done. All the time these two had been together, her unemotional robotic appearance was all from him. He was the one who punished her using her type restrictions, HE was the one who mistreated her all her life, HE was the one who sapped her of her emotion. She would never forgive him, yet she still hangs around him even when he releases her for a second. Was it some twisted love? Or was she afraid of the punishment.
(ack sorry if its too short and if I took awhile. destractions and all.)

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ooc| No problem. ^-^

Juaniba blinked, surprised; the voice of the Puppet was too kind, too easy to fall for. And for that was she like the father that watched her in the bushes, nervous around others. "I understand what I have gotten myself into," she said with a small smile which lit up her face. Oh, what a stubborn bebe she was! But not unintelligent, she had smelled her father off in the distance, and knew a Director was more than a match for a Puppeteer, what she guessed the Slaughter was.

"Sir, please, if you wish to talk to me, talk to me through yourself, not your Puppet," her voice was calm, but control was in her voice, a glint in her eyes. "Do not treat me as a newborn."

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Juramento eyed his daughter with a small sigh of exasperation. She was bordering on foolish, but she was right, at least on some points; he should not underestimate such a female. It may come back to haunt him when she grew to be an adult.

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Sebi looked at her with a partly pained face, and a confused one. "Miss, this is me talking. Myself, not master. Master wanted me to welcome you, not him. I am dissapointed to see you thinking I a deceiver." With a small frown of what she said. "That is fine. I do not think you to be wrong." She said knowing better than to underestimate a Director. Yaja, on the outher hand would do such a thing. Sebi knew it just as much as Juramento.

With a cruel smile Yaja repleid to Juaniba. "If you wish child." He got up and walked next to Sebi. His musculane figure ready for 'the plan' if he had one, or not. "Get back!" he growled at Sebi and flunge the Puppet back a few feet. "What by chance is on your mind?" he asked politely, wearing his gentlemen mask he bowed to the pup. He knew that she knew his real nature, but he just like to play that part. The polite, charming, suave one..........

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Juaniba smiled reassuringly at the Puppet, and merely twitched her tail. "Ah, but you and he are connected, are you not? Whether I be wrong or not may be questioned, but at least I shall save my neck," she said and chuckled. "I could be, we will soon find out, will we not?" She was no fool, quick to act and even quicker to think, but no fool. She could handle this Puppeteer, even if it took some morbid turn.

"Child I am not Sir, not in a world such as this," she spoke chillingly but allowed her mouth to grin at the sides. He knew how to comand at least this Puppet, but she was broken, and low of self. Nothing to say that he could twist her, in either mind or body. "My mind Sir, is something only I should know," she said with a coy grin. Truthfully, she was wondering about starting a Cast of her own, and thinking if this male could be a possible member. But of course, he would have to bend to her first. "I believe the true question is: What is on your own?"

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She blinked again. She was cerainly smart! "Yes, true. My body is but not my intenions." and with that she had nothing else to say. Whether she would understand, or not that was her decision.

"Whatever." he siad at her age comment. He didn't like being corrected by a mere bebe. He listened to her talkings, a grin bigger than age itself curled. He was amused at her stubborness, and at her trying to act like an adult. Sebi started talking to him through there 'bond'.

"Don't underestimate her. There is one of great power hiding." But Yajavikea payed no attention. She was, just a puppet. However in her earlier years she had been a Script Writer. Wonna know who changed that? Yaja. It took quite a while to break the rank, but he did it through fear. Not saying thats something to be proud of......

"Whats on my mind? Why, a game. And your involved, lucky you. How to play depends, it depends on your actions."

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"To be a Puppet," she said sadly and looked kindly at the Puppet. A connection to one horrible that may be true, but she had no say on the matter. Still, the pair's bond was too close and well-formed, and there would be no way--at least for one this young, to break such a bond.

If she was any less polite, a snort would have emerged from her nose. Whatever was what one said which didn't have anything else to say. Looks like she had won this one argument at least. "You do realize Sir, you have not told me your name," she said with a nonchalant turn of her head. "But I doubt it shall matter much," she added with a small, inward grin.

Juaniba couldn't help being amused by his comment. "Sir, I think it is you who is lucky to have me involved; for I shall not allow myself to be twisted over such a Slaughter as yourself."

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Juramento watched the Slaughter, a small snarl playing around his face. Not the strongest of Directors, but still a Director, and would be able to set the arrogant male in line. But for now, Jauniba seemed to be playing her cards quite right.

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Even if the words were not intended to be hurt, it did to her. She shouldn't have been a Puppet, she was much better than that. The words sliced right through her, she was only a puppet. only.....

Yaja felt her pain, but ignored it. "Indeed I did, Yajavikea." He wouldn't tell her of his rank. "I do now see that that is hard to pronounce, I guess you could call me Yaja if you wish."

He laughed at her. "Quite. Shall we play?" he asked. He looked back to see where his puppet was. Or acted like it....... then, with lightning speed he went to grasp the bebe's neck. He had down this manuver many times before and found it quite affective Would he succeed? Sebi's eyes flared up. She couldn't take seeing a babe killed. She wanted to lash out against Yaja but was to afraid.

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auniba's mouth curled, and she nodded. "Yajavikea, then nice to meet you," she spoke with a curt bow of her head, nothing more. "No Sir, that would not be hard at all." It would not be necessary to talk using nicknames.

As said before, this Director was no fool, and could not become such a rank with a slow mind. The attack she knew was coming was easy to detect, as most fakes were. Lowering her neck as the paw grazed her lower neck, she backed up a step, a fanged snarl on her face. "Too much of a coward to attack one your actual size?" She spoke and quickly darted to the right, away from his grasp.

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"Very well then Jauniba." he nodded.

So she had advoided that attack. It was easy enough. "no rules darling." He spoke quickly and started to chase her. He had signaled Sebi to cut her off. The Puppet was fighting back, it was all too easy to see, but he won easily. She started off a steady pace, carefull not to go before her limits. She went right to Juramento, but Yaja thought he was cutting her off. It was her plan. He had forgotten her past. "Sir." she said phanting when she knew she was close.

Yaja was quick on Jauniba's tial. He had more muscle, longer legs, and he was a feline. The chase would be easy.

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"Of course," she said, tail wagging in the air, taunting him. She whipped past a group of trees, light paws barely touching the ground as she moved. The Puppet was pulling her own weight, Jauniba noticed with a small smirk as she moved. Perhaps when she grew older, got a cast together...? It was an offer she would most likely bring up.

More muscle and longer legs might be true, but Juaniba was smaller and lighter. The male should be less cocky, the pup laughed as she lept over a fallen log.

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Juramento nodded in greeting to the Puppet swiftly before moving towards the Lynx. With a growl of anger, he lay a claw on the Slaughter's neck, allowing a small amount of pressure, but not enough to draw blood.

"If it's a game you wish for, you shall recieve it." He said softly, his body never showing any sign of wrath.

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He followed her, ignoring the taunt. Why should he get angre about that? He picked up the pace, taking longer strides. His muscles flexing to his gate. Yaja suddenly stopped. His puppet had betrayed him. He now realized this, now he was at full gallop after her. Sebi only coward backing up in a bush.

Fortunatly, he was stoped by Juramento. "Get off me!" he growled and tried to slash at the Oath's chest. His mind was busy, he was more focused on Juramento than at his Puppet so he couldn't control her perfectly. He was trying to get her to go after Jauniba, but was more worried about the Director infront of him.