Thread: Aftermath (Razgriz x Lustfull_Sin)

As soon as Jackson left, another slightly smaller Lamia called Talbor,slithered out from behind the treeline, brushing auburn locks - themselves streaked with small amounts of gray - out of her face as her hazel-red hues following the man, watching him disappear into the thick brush unlike Yurin, Talbor's chest was still developing, akin to...oh what did the human call them....bee stings. Why they would reference breast size to an act of aggression by a flower-pollinating insect was beyond her, but that didn't concern her at the moment. Her skin, both on her human and serpent portions, was also a much lighter color and lacked distinctive patterning, evidence of her youth as a Lamia Shirohebi her attire, however, was the exact same as her friend's. Even if she was of mating age and that Lamia - like the other Mamono - lived considerably longer lifespans than humans, she was still relatively young the other Lamia, however, had encouraged her to follow Yurin and learn how to trap a mate. A move that didn't make sense considering this one human male was the only known male specimen on the entire Umbrean surface still, his persistence and ability to out-think and overpower the other species of Mamono was evidence of his desirability as a mating partner. But now she wasn't so sure she wanted to mate with him Mother had said this human was strong, but to battle with a Harpy and win? Not to mentioning evading capture for four years and surviving such a high fall while doing so? Truly impressive feats for any human even a powerful Lamia like Yurin would be at the very most moderately injured from that high of a descent. Of course, the young serpent-woman had no idea of what it was Jackson was using, but she was awed and frightened at the same time nonetheless, hence her waiting to come out after the dangerous human had left. Part of her wanted to trail Yurin anyway, and either try and steal him from her friend, or perhaps convince Yurin to share such a valuable specimen with her. Her first thought after the human had bolted was to trail and capture him, but her concern for her friend overloaded her need to mate. Earlier, as she was following Yurin's last known trail, she'd smelled Lamia blood being shed, and soon caught wind of a sulfurous, acidic stench accompanied by sharp reports of sound, and then the shrill shrieks of at least two Harpies. She knew Yurin was headed in this direction in search of the human male, so she felt it necessary to see if Yurin was alright. Her serpentine lower half contracted and relaxed, pushing her along the hard surface as she followed the increasing stench of blood. She soon came upon the dead and horribly maimed Harpy a sigh left her lips which had curved upward into a slight smirk. Served these birdwomen right Harpies and Lamia were mortal enemies, much like the snake eagles and serpents of the planet Earth. Talbor shook her head and climbed up the side of the building soon enough she reached the top and was horrified at what she saw Yurin lay dead in a pool of blood, numerous lacerations marring her otherwise flawless body and two more Harpies laying dead on the floor, one with a hole in her head and the other possessing a hole in her chest. The strong acidic stench perforated every available inch of space just what was it the human used? It certainly wasn't anything the Lamia used to hunt or defend territory with. Her eyes narrowed into slits and her nails lengthened with fury however, she saw that Yurin still possessed a fair bit of color in her face, and her heat signature was there, if only just barely, and that alone calmed her down. Hang on, Yurin......God damn it, I'm not losing you! Talbor cried out, wrapping the majority of her coils around Yurin's wounds to keep them from opening up anymore and beginning to carry her out through the window she would plead Mother to do something to save Yurin's life. Even if she was already dead, those last wisps of life energy in her were all the motivation she needed to get her friend home. It took some time and careful maneuvering through the broken balconies, but she eventually made it back down the ground. She then began the arduous journey back to her home, hoping that Mother could at least bring Yurin back, if at severely reduced strength and stamina. She would care for Yurin and do everything for her if she had to, she didn't mind too many Lamia had died, and she wasn't about let her friend join them, even if it was a fruitless effort to start with. After several arduous hours of moving at a painstakingly slow pace, Talbor eventually arrived at a cave carved deep into the side of the Drein Mountain several other Lamia looked on as Talbor went past, carrying the limp form of Yurin to an area in the cave where radiant crystals poured light onto the ground this light would aid in recovery as it emitted a special radiation that only the Mamono could utilize beneficially, but with the severity of Yurin's wounds, it would certainly require Mother's help to even have a hope of bringing her back. Quick! Someone bring Mother here! Yurin's hurt! another Lamia shouted Talbor would not leave, tears trailing down her face as she prayed her friend would make it back, her dainty hands holding onto Yurin's delicate but stronger one. Jackson, meanwhile, was making some headway into the Oskues Forest this planet's rotational cycle was screwy as hell, even worse than the Antarctic during winter. But instead of perpetual darkness, it was perpetual light almost no, it was that day and night was longer on this planet due to its increased size and slower rotation speed. Even after four years on this planet, he still wasn't fully used to this, but he'd largely adapted. He had to, otherwise he might fall asleep at a very inopportune time and let what happened in the ruins of Jacinto happen even earlier. Not that he'd slept that much to begin with most of his diet was military rations and freeze-dried 95 caffeine pills to keep himself awake. But still he moved on, taking careful steps as he swung his barrel to and fro, scanning for anything that needed to be shot. He could feel his heart beating in his ears he was too exposed out here. Anything could attack him from any direction, but he knew he couldn't stay in Jacinto anymore. Too much attention, he'd drawn too much attention to himself by killing those strange birdwomen and he had a damn good feeling there would be others coming to investigate. That damned snake woman just had to find me and fuck up my hideout. I hope those fucking birds killed her he grumbled irritably though he'd didn't deny it was endlessly gratifying to put down those rabid humanoids. While he didn't know what it was that the snake woman wanted with him, her actions were pretty obvious. Especially with how she was referring to him how he was her love. But it didn't make any sense why would she come after a human like that? Heh, maybe the other guys thought she was an ugly fuck too Jackson commented humorously and lowly however, his thoughts were interrupted a few minutes later when he heard a rather soft sleepy voice speak about not wanted to pick fruit. It was distinctly feminine....Was it another human? No, it couldn't be..... Better check it out he said mentally, his hands gripping his rifle tightly before placing his back against a tree and slowly peeking out around the thick trunk. There was someone there, but it clearly wasn't human. At least, not all the way. What the.... he said mentally as he stared at the woman-like creature. Her forelegs, forearms, biceps, back of the neck and waist were covered in what appeared to be wool, much like that of a sheep. It was a side view, but he could clearly see her nicely-sized breasts, covered in what appeared to be a leather-like material, but leaving the rest of her creamy-skinned body exposed. He would think that she was a weird costume wearer, were it not for the curled horns on her head and the tail which twitched every so often. He even saw a hoof as she raised a leg up trying to reach some rather high-hanging fruit. He had no idea what she was, or what she was capable of hell, he didn't even know if it was a she, but certain attributes, like her tits and well-formed thighs, certainly as that being true. He ducked back behind the tree, his armored chest rising and falling silently as he tried to calm himself and his armored hands clutching his gun as if his life depended on it in his mind, it did, so letting the gun down was not an option. She didn't seem to take note of him, so he did what he thought was best and started to creep away he didn't want to get overpowered like he did with the snake woman again. And after seeing what those big muscled chicks did to an ATLAS suit, he wasn't sure if her dainty look was authentic or a ploy to get someone like him to lower his guard. He didn't want to take the chance, so creeping away seemed like the best option his steps were slow and deliberate, trying not to step on anything lest he alert her to his presence while checking every three or four steps to make sure she didn't notice him. However, after about ten or twelve steps, his right foot crunched on a small pile of branches and cracked loudly he froze momentarily before taking off like a lightning bolt, his booted feet thudding heavily on the ground. It wasn't long before Jackson ran straight into another tree, his armor clanged rather loudly as it struck the hard trunk, his heavy form falling heavily to the ground. Fuuuck..... he groaned rather loudly as he tried to sit himself up, further alerting the previously unsuspecting Mamono to his location.