Thread: Teraketa's resistance [Karameida x Neurok_Shinobi]

RE Teraketa's resistance Erich sighed as he leaned back in the chair of one of the rooms. He and his clan were at the Tsukaveich's estate, another frivolous party. No doubt, they were abusing their slaves even now, forcing them to do all of the work, then to feed on them, likely killing them. It sickened his stomach, the way things had turned out after the war. The clans were way too short sighted to be in charge. Not only did it make the humans fight even harder now, even if they couldn't do anything, they would soon die off and then they would as well, without their life giving blood. His hands clenched tightly, digging into the arm rest. The Tsukaveichs and the Giroie's, his own clan, were the worst. They displayed a complete disregard for them, treating them as no more than toys. Before the war, his best friends, Amy, was a human, She was also his tutor, they spent a lot of time together. Mid-way through the war, she was accused of being a rebel and they tried to force him, to execute her. He refused and did not know who... He was never sure if she was or not... but from that day on, he was a rebel. In the start, it was sending them information on when and where raids were going to take place, just notes. Once he was sure they trusted him, he revealed himself and has been an integral part of it. He did what he could still, taking care of the servants in the area, making sure they were fed and injuries were healed. Recently, things had slowed down, there had been no raids, because he was able to tell them so soon, supplies were lost, but not lives. But these parties... they made a sport of over-feeding on the humans and they were frequent, the others showing off their power and wealth. Knowing his distaste for the flashy clothing, they had removed all but one of his outfits. Black leather pants, a brown shirt with a coat that opened gradually at the waist, up and down, the edges lined with gold. It ended in a high collar, that was also edged with gold. The bottom of the coat nearly reached to the ground, spreading out. He let out a sigh, being in here... he couldn't stand it anymore as he heard shouting off in the distance, his ears flicking. He left down the halls, doing his best to avoid anyone. He escaped into the night air, breathing in deeply. He wandered around the grounds freely, as everyone was inside, preparing for the party. Everyone, except for his bride to be... He wasn't too surprised to Elaina out here either. He found it somewhat ironic, an immortal being hanging around a graveyard, when she had hardly lost anyone. They had known each other since they were young and soon after the war, their parents had decided they should get married. It was not that he didn't like her, but that they expected him to just do it, the humans weren't the only people his family treated like slaves. He wasn't sure how she really felt about it, but knew that she hated being forced into it as well. Maybe... would she help? She hated her family nearly as much, if for different reasons, he didn't know... It was a big risk though, if he was exposed, the rebellion would be swiftly ended. He would decide soon, get a feel for her stance on the way the humans were treated. He approached her slowly, letting his foot steps announce his presence long before he got to her. And, yet another party, we find ourselves at. The Tsukaveichs certainly have a lot of time on their hands. He commented dryly as he leaned against the fence his red eyes focused on her. Another lovely dress you've acquired, I see.