Thread: Aftermath (Razgriz x Lustfull_Sin)

Talbor merely listened as her hot-blooded sisters criticized the humans, both from the past and the one who was currently at large. Talbor in truth felt kind of the same way though she observed that they didn't really expand as much they could have. Their cities were relatively small, some even smaller than the cavernous town where Mother and her Lamia offspring. Though herself being Shirohebi and having yet to make the trek to inhabit the Zipangu region where all Shirohebi resided, she knew that humans were more capable than most of her sisters might expected. And perhaps it was the trait of perseverance that drew Mother to this human. Though, she truthfully had really seen very little of humanity, and could only go off of the word of the more-traveled Warriors. I don't know......All I saw was that this human was big, blue, and shiny. Whether that is his true form or not, I cannot say Talbor replied to Talih's unspoken question, watching as Falile came forth and began searching. On top of being the most vicious, Falile was also their best tracker, her sense of smell almost rivaling that of Mother's. It was here that Talbor made a bit of a theory perhaps Mother had sent the six warriors along not to take down this human. Strong as he was, two Warriors would be more than sufficient to take him down. But maybe she wanted to have extra insurance so that Falile didn't kill the man Mother did need him alive after all. And Falile wasn't exactly known for her gentleness. Just because I don't like fighting does not mean I'm a coward, Issae! Talbor replied back heatedly to the yellow-skinned Lamia's remark, her sisters going on without her in search of the human. I may not be as strong as the rest of you, and I'm still young...... Talbor stopped when a faintly violet-skinned Lamia laid a hand on the young Shirohebi's shoulder. She looked to see the shoulder-length, lime-green hair hanging in front of the face of Etssa, herself an Echidna like Mother. Already Etssa had the patterns and serpent-body coloration of their dear Mother, and of the six Warriors was the wisest and most mature along with Talih. She was still younger than her, so much so that her characteristic hair-snakes hadn't even grown in yet. Her yellow eyes were filled with a gentle glow, reassuring the young Shirohebi. Easy, Talbor........Don't let Issae goad you. You'll make a fine Shirohebi when you're all grown up. Now come, let's find this human . Another Lamia, a full-grown Medusa named Mei, snickered as she slithered her onyx-black body up alongside Talbor, I wouldn't worry either, Talbor she's just upset because you were the one Mother chose to lead the expedition. Besides, I bet the human shoots himself when he so much as looks at her . Etssa sighed, knowing Issae all too well to predict where this would lead, Mei, please learn when to keep your mouth shut...... Back in the hut, many miles from where the unknown Lamia pursuers were headed, Jackson was busy facing down problems of his own. His grip on the sidearm and stance never slackened in the slightest. Though he tried his hardest not to laugh like a hyena when the frog smacked her in the face with his tongue he couldn't afford to lose focus. But it was still one of the funniest things he'd ever seen in his four years of running. As she described the gun though, the soldier grew more and more irritated, thinking her little expose of his weapon was a ploy to buy. Stop fucking with me and hand it over.... he growled, the pressure on the trigger slightly increasing. He had a feeling he would have to spill some blood here, but he was really hoping not to. Not for their sake it was just that ammunition was hard to come across, and too many gunshots might alert more of these freaks to his location. Just the hammer started to make its way back, preparing itself to strike the primer which would blow this thing's brains to oblivion, the pressure released when another one came into the room, her hooves making distinctive clacking sounds against the hardwood flooring. Oh, this is just fucking great. Another damned monster..... he grumbled, his eyes roaming her figure from beneath the armored plating of his helmet visor, trying to guess what her strength might be. This one was different dressed in a pair of overall-shorts and a black-and-white patterned sleeveless shirt which seemed to only stretch tightly over her huge breasts, her legs were thick at the thighs and covered in black-and-white hair, much like a cow back on Earth. Except she wasn't fat in the slightest her stomach was a nice flat, but not anorexic-looking like some of the women back on Earth. And instead of curled horns on her head, they made semi-arches pointing straight up and curving inward. Her hair was just as short as the first one, only it was black and white as well. A thick tail ending in a bushy bunch could be seen swinging back and forth behind her. When his analysis of her was complete, his ears barely paying attention to any discourse between them and mostly taking in what she'd said about his weapon, he then responded, No, I ain't hungry, you mutant freak.......I want my gun. And like I told your friend, I ain't above wastin' a few bullets to get it back. And I'd rather not expend the energy tearing apart this house to get it, but if you're going to make it difficult..... A hissing was heard as an ankle compartment opened, sending his Flash Blade hurtling into the air, his left hand deftly grabbing and repositioning so that his gun hand rested on the wrist of his knife hand, the lethal end of both weapons pointing towards the two Mamono. Now, I'm gonna give you one last chance.......Hand over my gun, and I promise not to leave your rotting corpses for the vultures.....