Thread: Aftermath (Razgriz x Lustfull_Sin)

Talbor froze as she felt the dark aura around Mother intensify and approach quickly any Mamono was stupid to harm any of her children, especially if they were a Lamia like her. All the other Lamia who were present also backed away as Mother's powerful coils wrapped around Yurin's unconscious form, while Talbor simply let out a startled squeak of fright as she was wrapped up too Mother was one of the strongest Mamono on the planet and the one who birthed the various races which now inhabited Umbre. The poor Lamia couldn't even form coherent words as Mother poured her red healing blood down Yurin's throat, the fluid already working to heal the damage she'd sustained. Eventually though, Talbor managed to get the nerve to speak up, even with the fright still prevalent in her tone, M..Mother, I have no idea what really happened. But I...I will tell you what I did see... Talbor took a few deep breaths to try and calm herself so that she could communicate her thoughts, then spoke again, I was following Yurin, and had been for some time, but stayed back because I knew she wanted to try and find that human male you want. The way she was moving, it seemed like she was on the right track to finding him. She eventually came to a town.....I think it was the one the humans called Jacinto...And I could sense she'd found the human. But then I heard loud noises, and then the smell of blood and an acid stench filled the air. By the time I came to the town itself, the human had jumped out of a high window and slammed a Harpy into the ground. She could feel that dreadful knot forming in her stomach, tears starting to make her eyes shine and her voice choking with repressed sobs. Jacinto was quite a far ways away from Mother's den, and for a Lamia as small as Talbor was, that was quite a feat to carry Yurin all the way back. After calming herself down again, Talbor continued to recount the details, And when that man ran off, I found that the Harpy had been killed. And when I climbed the side of the building to get to where Yurin was.....She was as you see her now. And there were two other Harpies.....Lying dead in a pool of Yurin's blood mixed with their own. She choked back another few sobs, her chest rising and falling as she tried to manage her emotions, But.....I...don't know...who hurt Yurin......Please, tell me, will Yurin be OK? It was clear by Talbor's words that only Yurin would be able to get the identity of those that had done this to Yurin already there was chatter and whispers in the caves amongst the other Lamia. Many believed it was the human that had done this he'd killed several other Mamono before, so it wasn't too far out there to suggest that he'd somehow slashed Yurin badly. Others still thought the Harpies that did it, and the human merely took the opportunity to extinguish their lives, they being those that threatened his survival. Though it puzzled them why this human was still resisting even after four long years it wasn't like they were going to eat him or anything like that. Was it so wrong to want one's species to continue? Jackson grunted as he tried to sit up luckily, the helmet he was wearing didn't make him jar his head too much, but he felt pretty dumb for running into a tree like that. He was just about to sit up when he heard a voice speak to him about being the one. The armored panels on his helmets retracted to reveal his face as he leaned his head back there was that strange....thing that was complaining about picking fruit. Before he could even think about moving, she was standing right over him, allowing her admittedly perfect figure to be seen by him within moments, he felt his eyes and body getting heavy. Wh..at the..... he said, feeling his energy being drained from him he was starting to feel sleepy all of a sudden. No, no, no.....Stay awake, dammit! he shouted mentally at himself he tried to fight it, but he was losing and quick. The death grip he'd had on the Reaper rifle loosened considerably, his fingers uncurling to let the weapon rest loosely in his hand, the stock sitting precariously on his arm. My body....what are you..... he stammered out, feeling his eyelids begin to close he was still conscious enough to feel the woman rest herself on his heavily-armored body. The Devastator armor could reflect and protect against multiple forms of radiation - ultraviolet, nuclear, and extreme heat to name a few - but against the sleep magic of this Weresheep's wool, it was useless. Her dainty hands rubbed over the brushed metal that concealed his toned form from view as light as she was, he could still feel her on top of him. Jackson wouldn't be able to hold out much longer at this rate as his vision darkened, he could feel this strange creature rubbing against his cheek, one of the few parts of his face that were exposed from the standby state of his helmet. And that was the last thing he remembered before slipping into the dream realm now it would be up to Punff to drag his heavy ass back to her abode, as it was unlikely she would be able to figure out how to unlock the metal casing which prevented her from feeling his flesh beneath her fingertips. Lucky for her, the suit he wore would conceal his scent, so there would be no other Mamono that would try to steal him from her.