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Thread: Asylum Underground

Safety is comparative. If this place is not, then that place may not be, or maybe worse. Gied argued, then continued to turn it around and argue himself back into a circle. But then, worse can be better, for us if not you, and you if not them, as worse leads to better perhaps, if your plan is to go. The humanoid creature wrapped its tail around itself, leaving the tuft at the end in its hands, kneading the heavy clump of fur as if to groom it after having been clotted with dirt and such from being dragged on the floor. His bony limbs looked weak, perhaps, but with how often he twitched, he appeared to have a bit of pent up energy about him, and that might add to his speed. That direction. Only Gied's eyes travelled to one side as he said the words the rest of him was preoccupied with something or other. That is where we go.
Thread: Asylum Underground

She gave a nod, thinking over what the creature had said about safety... it was indeed a question to think about now, but with no food comes no thought and so therefore food must come first. She started off in the direction he said, looking around... Yup, definately underground, not a single window... windows were pretty, they reflected her onto them so she could see herself, and herself was pretty, we all knew that much... She swished her tail a bit as she moved her hips, walking on her tip toes as if she were wearing high heels... She looked to see if Geid was following, or still playing with his tail...
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gied stood at a distance from the girl in the halls. This floor was pretty much crawling with others, and all of their cells were unlocked. He had done this himself, and was not so much regretting it as wondering if he should have done it without checking to make sure that they were all more or less safe first. He was still combing his fingers through his tail fur, but watching the girl only. She was interesting what would she do with her freedom? Would she make it out? What would she find out there? No, that didn't matter, it didn't matter. This place mattered. Only to him, always to him, it was his. He was its god. Knowing everything, and having control over it. Except for the people. The people and things that lived inside were not his he did not know them. But they could not do him any harm in his own domain.
Thread: Asylum Underground

She would see someone walking by and would freeze, logic not applying anymore, now that he noticed that this place had none... Insanity said that if she stood still, she would be invisible and the spoon would protect her...
Thread: Asylum Underground

Their cell was unlocked. Gabriel had known this for a while. He thought it was best if they stayed inside but after a while he realize that they no longer were being given food. He knew that Sebastian was getting hungry. They had been both without food for a very long time before but Gabriel wanted to try it's best and take care of the both of them. Gabriel was a small child. Pale as paper and skinny as a pole. He was dressed in a tight dress and looked very much like a girl. Even his voice could fool you. He would swear on his life that he was female but that wasn't the case. Sebastian was also pale with hair the same color as snow. His blank eyes stared out at the wall. They had a odd star symbol as pupils. He had pointed ears and one horn on the right side of his head. He was missing his shirt and odd writing was over his whole body. Come on Sebastian. Gabriel said quickly as he pulled on the man's arms. Sebastian was much bigger then the boy. He was seven feet and had trouble getting out of the small door he was being dragged out of. All the while., the small boy in the dress talked on and on to the man who wasn't even looking at him.
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She saw the little girl come out of the cell dragging a huge man by the hand, and froze again, in the middle of the hallway, not moving at all. She was even holding her breath.
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gied watched with eyes wide and curiosity abound. There were two more. He remembered these two. They had been awake when he had opened the door. That had been long ago. Were they really just coming out now? Why was everyone coming out now? Was there something special about now? Maybe these two were a hungry two, too. Unlike the girl he was with who he had begun to notice stopped whenever others were around, Gied was a very active perso-errrr, thing. When she paused this time, Gied hopped up onto her back and scurried around to settle across her shoulders like some huge, feather-light cat. It was amazing to think that he could be so large and yet weigh so little, but then many things down here, he thought, were amazing. Hello, child, is this your parent? Is it a good one? If he is bad, we can be bad right back. Are you hungry? I can find you some candy. Candy with sugar, lots of sugar, sugary bits of food. His tail was now twined around the girl he was with, and he looked quite odd indeed.
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gabriel stopped tugging Sebastian along when he saw the others. He tugged on the man's arms. Look, they're are two people here. Do you like sweet things? I have never tried something sweet. And they treated you better before we got here so many you have sweet things.' the child was having a one way conversation with his friend before he turned to Gied. This is Sebastian. ' he told him as he pointed at the man. And I'm Gabriel. Do you like the names? I picked them myself. He is not my parent and we take turns taking care of each other. Normally I would not even give out our names but since we're here and not up there it's safe. Up there is the ones who raised us. They are not nice to Sebastian. Gabriel felt a bit off talking to Gied. He was hit or worst for being friendly to people before they were forced in the underground. After not being punished for a while, he felt safer down where they were, but he also wanted to go back to the surface for reasons. He was the only one speaking. Sebastian stared forward without emotion. His eyes may of been in the same direction of the two, but he was not looking at them. They just seemed to stare on beyond the two. Anyone who spent too much time being looked at with those eyes would most likely develop some unstableness.
Thread: Asylum Underground

She stared at them , slowly moving to a more defensive postion, not really sure why Geid was on her, but that wasnt really her concern. Sabatien was bigger then her, and bigger ment trouble... too many bigger then hers up top that got her in trouble... shed show him before he showed her she would! She narrowed her eyes and tried to look frightening in her belly top and skirt, pointy ears and tail with a Geid on her shoulders. it would have been hysterical if it wasnt life or death to poor her, but who knew, maybe it would be only death and not to her, them always them first... no more her first, no Ladys First for her, because ladys first meant bad things....
Thread: Asylum Underground

See? Gied trilled, twisting his neck again, this time to face the girl he was with. Not safe, safe down here. Stay down here. Stay safe. Simple. Pretty names, very pretty, pretty little girl. Little girl will stay down here? Not enough food, need more, must go up. Must go up and come back down, bringing food for Gied's Asylum. Pretty little girl will come for food? Going, going, up. Food first, then up, more food. Was the creature's not-so-elegant way of inviting Gabriel to come along with them up to the surface, or at least join them to the area where the food was kept. He flipped feet first from the girl's shoulders, landing on the ground in a kneeling position in front of her. He grinned that crazy wide grin of his and held out a bony hand, careful to keep the thumb and pointer finger extended at a distance from the rest of his fingers, as if to shake hands. Careful now peaceful but prickly, don't get pricked!
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gied wasn't the oddest looking thing Gabriel had ever seem, but how he spoke and how friendly he acted was rather new to him. He reached out and was careful not to touch the sharp claws. Take us with you. he told Gied. He had never held anyone's hand but Sebastians'. It was rather odd to him but he quickly got over it. Come on. Geid is nice, see? He's going to give us food. I'm sure that there will be something tasty and we'll be able to eat sweet things too. Oh, do you like this girl? She's pretty...oh, I'm sorry I forgot about that. Gabriel was on and rambling about things again. While he did, Sebastian started to walk forward. He stopped infornt of the girl who still seemed rather afraid of him. His eyes were looking at her but he was not seeing her. He reached out and after grasping the air, he touched her face. He started to feel it so he knew what her face looked like. He then started to feel the air for Gied's face. He's blind. Gabriel explained to them and he guided Sebastians' hands towards Geid's face but stoppped before touching it. What do we say? Hmmm? Feeling people is rude! You gotta ask first. Gabriel said but Sebastian did not ask any premission to go ahead and touch Gieds face.
Thread: Asylum Underground

She flinched when he touched her, but let him, making biting motions as he got closer to her fingers... after he was done with her she backed up a couple of steps to watch them... no way she was gunna trust a blind guy,... who knew if he was just fakin it or maybe he was some kind of thing that ate peoles eyes and what about the girl? looked too cute to be dangerous, but what about the doll she had as a child.. thought that was cute and it bit her bad...
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gied watched the man's hand with something between consideration and confusion, and his ears folded straight back against his skull when it touched him, cringing away from it. His nose twitched again but this time out of discomfort, and he jumped backwards, staring at the blind man with wide eyes. He crept close again on all fours, tail snaking back and forth in the air, and drew himself up directly in front of Sebastian. He was close enough that their noses almost touched, and he was looking into the man's eyes as if they were the only thing in the world. Gied took a moment before he stopped staring, and proceeded to sniff the man just twice, and very quickly, then he jerked away again. His tail was now curling between his legs, and Gied looked doubtfully up at him. Look, smell, listen, but no touch! He requested, finding himself beside the young girl for the second time. Tell him bad, very bad, no bad touch. No food for bad men who touch.
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gabriel quickly pulled Sebastian away from the two of them. He didn't understand why Geid and the girl seemed upset over being touched. He...he wasn't going to hurt you. Gabriel said quickly. It's the only way he would know why you looked like. And he won't do it again either. Right? See, he won't touch you again. Besides, you held your hand out to me. Why did you do that and not like Sebastian touching you? Gabriel hugged around Sebastians waist at the thought of Gied not letting Sebastian eat. He swore to himself that he would always take care of the man. What if he was sorry? Would that make you feel better? Gabriel asked. Sabastian looked over but did not say anything. He didnt do anything other then put one hand on the small childs shoulder. See? Hes sorry.
Thread: Asylum Underground

She started laughing, hysterically for no reason really... it was comical how this little girl was standing up for the mute blind man and yet even though that was mildly entertaining, the thouhgt that crossed her minds had been funnier what if they ate them? she was hungry enough to, and the man smelled ok even if he was damaged meat... and he touched her. Nothing touches her without getting bitten. Well, all except Geid. He didnt look tasty. Her stomach growled loudly as she slowed her laughing to little chuckles, wiping tears
Thread: Asylum Underground

Gied pouted and glared back at Sebastian with his ears out to either side. It was similar to a cat who'd just had his fur rubbed backwards or been sprayed by water. Sorry, sorry sorry nothing! It says nothing. Is not sorry. Gied not sorry. No food! Gied insisted, tail swishing now. He bared his teeth at the offending man, but the the girl he had been going to look for food with began laughing. Ears pricked, expression uncomprehending, Gied turned his attention to her. His body tensed. No good, no good! Bad little things, bad. He looked up at the girl questioningly, as if starting to think that she, too, must have something wrong with her.
Thread: Asylum Underground

Why are you laughing?Gabriel asked the girl with a pout on his face. Besides, Sabastian....Doesnt talk. Im not sure if he cant but he has never said a word before. Ive been with him for so long he doesnt need to talk. If I say hes sorry, then hes sorry! Gabriel said with the pout still on his face. Slowly Sebastian started to open his mouth. It almost looked like if he was about to say something but no sound came out. See....Gabriel said softly. He tried to say sorry.....Gabriel said as he looked down at the ground. Um...can we still get something to eat? That girl seem hungry. And Sebastian hasnt eaten in a while. I want to take care of him so......
Thread: Asylum Underground

She laughed again, walking forwards to the two of them and stopping a couple of feet from them to bend down to her hieght, tail swishing. You see little girl, im hungry. I eat just about anything and you... she licked her cheek look just delectable! she said intentionally trying to freak her out... her stomach growled again as if to assert that she wasnt kidding... she started laughing again, putting her hands behind her head and walking past them towards foods... she needed to remind herself to get a spoon.
Thread: What's the phrase? 'Kissing cousins'?

Jack was excited, to say the least. An only child, he was blessed with the fact that he had several cousins near his age. One was coming for a visit this summer, for nearly two months. She was older than him but that didn't really register to him. A lonely sixteen year old was always desperate for attention from his peers. He was, sternly, instructed to look 'nice' today and Jack certainly tried his best. He'd combed his dark hair but it was too curly to lie flat. His skin was pale and clean he'd taken care to scrub while showering and he wore clothing that wasn't bleach stained, torn or simply stained, a polo shirt and blue jeans. His cousin was to arrive today, any moment now, in fact. He paced up and down the stairs, filled with restless energy. His short, lithe form was nearly shaking with nervous excitement. Or even, something more. . . His parents had been cooking and generally readying the house to accommodate a guest. The guestroom had to be cleaned out, stocked with towels and other bathroom essentials. Now Jack was having a hard time waiting to hear a car to pull up and drive off. It didn't take that long to get here from the airport. What if she changed her mind? Maybe the cab driver was a creepy psycho and his cousin was trapped? Maybe Jack was insane. He was certainly driving himself towards the edge.
Thread: What's the phrase? 'Kissing cousins'?

Jack left his room at a near fun when he heard the bell ring. He nearly tripped down the stairs trying to act out the contradiction of slowing himself down without losing speed. He very nearly ran face first into the door. He jerked open the the door and took in his cousin. It had been quite a while since he'd last seen here. She was just as pretty as she was the last time but a different kind of beauty hung about her. Jillian was even more of a woman now than she had been six years ago and Jack, mollified a bit by the fact, was still quite a bit shorter than her. He'd been hoping he'd simply misjudged her height. Then again, Jack had gotten the short genes from the family. His cousin's eyes were so bright blue they captured his attention and Jack was glad of that. . . They kept him from looking. . . Never mind. Hey, Jill! Com-come in, Jack stuttered, suddenly realizing that he was staring at his cousin's face. . . He moved aside to allow her in and brought in one of the bags that the driver had left just outside the door.
Thread: What's the phrase? 'Kissing cousins'?

Little man? Jack retorted with mock indignation but he did hug her tightly back before rather quickly letting go. He picked up two of the bags and decided he could come back down and get the last one. They weren't quite heavy, not as heavy as he thought they would be. What he remembered of Jillian was that she liked to be prepared for any situation, occasion and mishap when it came to clothing. Then again, he hadn't seen her in some time. They must have felt much heavier then. Starting? I'm a year into it, Jill, Jack spoke a little caustically. He was getting tired of people thinking he was a freshman, But I hear you're starting schooling up again. He deposited the first two suitcases in the guest room, to one side of the door before getting the last. This one was felt curiously heavier than the others. He wondered what could be in it. Want to start unpacking now? I'll help. Or do you need anything? Water? Juice? Jack was going through the mental list of all things to offer a guest.
Thread: What's the phrase? 'Kissing cousins'?

Probably, Jack shrugged, It has been a long time, hasn't Jill? He had picked up the curious case. The fact that it was heavier than the other two had piqued his inquisitive nature and he set out to satisfy his questions himself. He opened it up and was greeted by clothing. He began removing clothing so that it could be put away. There was a lot of clothing in this one, which, Jack thought, explained why it had felt heavier than the other two. Until his hand found something that obviously not clothing. It was a dildo but curiously, it had straps as if one would. . . wear it. Jack stared at the thing, wondering if he should say something about it. He quickly pushed it in a corner of the suitcase and decided that he wouldn't say a thing about it. But he'd keep an eye on Jill. He hoped she hadn't noticed he saw that thing. Jack didn't look any deeper in the suitcase, speculating that it was probably filled with all kinds of things he'd only heard about. Better not find them. Mom's been good, she was excited to have another woman in the house, Jack replied a little quickly, She despairs that me and Dad don't understand what she does sometimes. . .
Thread: What's the phrase? 'Kissing cousins'?

Jack was only too glad to leave the room, which he did almost immediately. That look in her eyes was almost frightening. But Jack was trying to deal with what he saw in that case. What was Jillian up to? And why did it seem so interesting? Jack scurried into his room before remembering that he should do down stairs and inform his parents that Jill was taking a nap. He was too distracted by that. . . thing. He'd never seen a strap on before. He'd heard one described, when his friends would try to outrage strangers by talking about various raunchy topics. Someone had brought up the issue of strap ons. They'd been kicked out of the diner before two sentences had been spoken. Jack sat in his room. He had to find out more about Jill and the reason why she kept that sort of thing with her. He'd follow her wherever she went, if she did go anywhere.
Thread: What's the phrase? 'Kissing cousins'?

During dinner, Jillian ignored him. She knew he had seen something but she didn't know what he'd seen. Jack knew asking her about it would only make her angry and didn't see any point in telling his parents about it. Not that they would believe him, anyway. Jillian was the star-child of the family, being the oldest. Unless he had infallible proof that Jillian wasn't exactly the perfect woman, he'd simply get in trouble. But Jack didn't want to get Jillian in trouble, anyway. He ate only a little, watching her out of the corner of his eye. She seemed distracted, saying only a few words to his parents. . . Then she excused herself. Jack, after letting a few minutes pass, did the same. Jack sat just outside his room, ostensibly 'reading' a book. He heard snatches of her conversation. What an interesting little talk. Jack knew he had to follow her tonight. It might be very important. He sneaked out of the house in order to follow Jillian as she went on her way. Curious clothing she was wearing, all leather and silver. . .
Thread: The hate between lives. ~Nymphetamine & MLF~

Giving their fairwell's was his parents as they hugged and kissed their son to death. He was leaving for six years and wouldn't even be back to stay home. Though after the five minute sobbing. Kioshi was taken away from his parents and soon they were gone. And off to training for the rest of his life he would learn to kill and hate demons with a passion. Live and practice fight's, Live missions, Practice missions. Everything was applied. When his 18th year came by Kioshi had found himself something else. His body had changed and so did his own life. Their was news sent out to his family that on the 5th of the first winter month he would arrive. And soon the fifth came and he was heading up the drive way. A bag slung over his shoulder as he made it to the front door he let out a sigh. Before he knocked on the door. With luck no one was around and he could get away. He would be even surprised if he saw the little bitch here.
Thread: The hate between lives. ~Nymphetamine & MLF~

She had watched him say his farewells from the back of the room. Unlike her darling adoptive family, she didn't glow in the sun, she didn't even like the sun. Her skin was pale and pasty, her eyes icy blue and her hair a devil red. She was short, pretty curvy for her age, even though she was maybe a year younger than him. Madeleine raised a hand to him when he went to finally leave, Bye. She said simply, her icy eyes void of emotions. No, she didn't hate him. Of course she knew he hated her. Just because the fact she was different, a demon, and he was angelic, because he wasn't enough for his parents and she had to be adopted to fill that emptiness. It was years later, her body had filled out more, her skin looked less pasty and more alluring. Her figure was a perfect hourglass. The knock on the door startled the little demon, and she placed the dish she was cleaning down. Her adoptive parents were gone for the moment, off to grab a few things for dinner for their son. So, already knowing it was him, Madeleine opened the door, a gust of wind tugging at her small tank top and thigh jean shorts. Welcome back. She whispered to him, backing to allow him entrance to the house.
Thread: The hate between lives. ~Nymphetamine & MLF~

He smiled at the door being opened and her backing up. Well it seems you learned. He said as he walked into the house and looked around. Wheres mom and dad? He asked. And sat down on the couch. I'm Surprised you haven't ran away...Living here alone...Going to school alone...How many people picked on you? He asked with a chuckle as he stretched out. She he didn't care if he hurt her. Even if she was crying because of being beaten up. He wouldn't protect her that's how much he hated her race. Bedside's that, You look a lot better then when I left you...About time you don't look like glue. He said.
Thread: The hate between lives. ~Nymphetamine & MLF~

Madeleine said nothing, but merely went back into the kitchen and finished washing the dishes. They're gone out, to buy you pretty things. She said, softly. Her head tilted down, away from him. She said nothing again, and began to put the dishes away. Yes, I know I am unwelcome here, everyone made that blatantly obvious.She spoke with venom in her words, slamming the glass down into the cupboard. Thank you. Possibly the first nice thing I've heard come out of your mouth in all the years I've knowing you. She spat back, stomping into the living room. I was told I have to entertain you until mother and father got home.