Thread: Opposites Attract (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

One did not survive as long as Jo did without planning for each and every possible outcome, even the unfathomable because really shed seen the impossible happen tens of hundreds if not thousands of times admittedly, one didnt survive as long as Jo did without a certain high, a certain feeling of invincibility maybe complacency, maybe a curious flirt, a long gaze into the void to see if anything might be found gazing back, shed contemplated plenty times what it might be like to finally fall, that said, shed gone this far had she not? Each and every act was more like a debate of hypotheticals with the world, sometimes she lost track which hypothetical she was living in or if her reality inside was the same was that without, if all was going to plan or if she was six hypothetical realities ahead of herself without synching what might make it possible! A growl at her side snapped her from the internal debate to the corporeal. Sitting at the throne she shifted once, tapping her jaw listlessly. If the wolf killed her beloved ghouls, or maybe gave her a reason not to set them loose then what? Did she counter offer? Give her a little, let her feel like she won reforge the pact and return to business as usual moving forward? Give her what she asked for than take it back when the complacency was returned? Maybe moreover, meet somewhere in the middle give the wolf her Narrows, return no-mans land to just that then, one of her other covens, hell all of her other covens if she felt the pull well, she could attack from both sides under a guise, she could retreat and allow this territory to the lesser vampires let them think they won, let them fight the fight, she could easily take the successor once lines were thinned it all seemed so tiresome now that the rage of the day before had faded. Shed murdered the one Lycan she truly hated, did this one really matter so much? Oh right, the leverage was the reality she was in. Right? A reality she need accept was that no matter how many contingencies she planned they meant nothing once the situation began and she hadnt the power to tell the future so this was all her very best bet. for now, she had to defer to her only two thralls without thought or mind, without the gift of speech to rob her anonymity. The two ghastly beasts began to stir sniffing viciously at the hair, gargles and groans of want rumblings through them, the squelching of their clawed hands padding against the ground slick with their needful slobber. Little droplets and foaming gouts escaping the spaces between the stitches in their mouths and their sunken in noses Shhh clam down my love youll be fed soon. She assured one of the ghouls as she too caught a sense of the Lycan whod forced this all upon the two of them. And there she was, soon enough, the resourceful little mutt bitch shed managed to slip in once, a second time was probably no issue hell Jo had let her! if one of her Coven caught the mutt and made her yip this was over for both of them and she still hadnt fully developed that contingency, she wouldnt have to if the ghouls managed. Im afraid I wouldnt feel comfortable again without my own immediate leverage and I must say, now that were all here she smirked and gave one of the strings in her fingers a calculated tug, the eyelids of the ghoul on her left coming undone, the beast shook its head and rattled off the remaining twine, two eyes almost completely overcome by cataract seeming to lock in on the lycan, more drool frothing forth from its lips before it growled, tried to lunge forward before quaking when it was stopped by a hiss from its mistress. I prefer youd simply die or work a little harder at finding your place when in my home. another tug and the ghouls lips came undone, all it needed to begin the attack barrelling forward toward Myra as the stitches bust one by one across its withered black lips.