Thread: Aftermath (Razgriz x Lustfull_Sin)

Talbor could only look up at Mother as she confided her confidence in her ability that alone seemed to give the young Lamia quite the boost in confidence. As Mother embraced her, her violet-skinned cheek resting on the top of her dainty head, Talbor's slender arms wrapped around Mother's midsection she would do her best to prove herself to her sisters. To all her sisters, she would prove that she was ready to become a true member of the Lamia race. When she pulled away, Talbor could be seen looking quite confident in herself about finding this human thankfully, she would have the Warriors with her, which meant that it would be that much easier to find this human and subdue him. Talbor snapped out of her daze as the metal-plated Lamia she had to admit, the armor her warrior-class sisters wore was very intimidating. There was no way that human could beat them, now that the strongest of the Lamia - second only to Mother - would be accompanying her. I will, Mother I'll bring that human back, no matter what. Talbor said calmly and with clear resolve as she led her troop towards the ruins of Jacinto. It would take about less an hour to reach the deserted city now that she didn't have to drag a semi-conscious sibling of hers, she could move a lot more freely. As she and the Warriors cleared the edge of the surrounding forest, Talbor once again looked toward the building that she'd seen the human fall from. She audibly gulped as she recalled the scene the human and the Harpy were battling it out in mid-air, and the human ultimately prevailed. How anyone could do that was beyond her, but she shook her free of those thoughts, lest she lose her composure. A small number of loud squawks caught her attention there was a murder of crows picking at the remains of the dead Harpy the human had crushed. A twistedly humorous situation, considering the Harpy herself had the same color as the ones feeding off her carcass the irony itself made her suppress a childish giggle, and that alone helped clear her head. This way, sisters....Perhaps the broken chicken can give us a clue as to where the human has gone she then said, slithering across the hard pavement of the city surface she hated the way it felt. So rough and spiky, nothing like the soft grass she was used to sliding around on. As the troop approached, the foul stench of the dead Harpy roasting in the mid-afternoon sun overloaded her sense of smell and forced her to back away. Ergh! Disgusting Harpy...... she groaned, pinching her nose shut. The human in question meanwhile was trying to carefully move stuff around to locate his missing equipment he'd just about searched every inch of this place and nothing came up. Well, fuck.... he thought to himself give her credit for hiding it out of sight and range. Think, Jackson.....If you were a half-human freak.....Scratch that, that won't work.... he then added mentally how could he possibly think like one? He didn't even know what they really were, only that the eggheads had called them Mamono....Whatever the fuck that meant. Jackson was about to turn and leave to go into a different room, when a soft voice caught his attention he spun around so quick he almost lost his balance. His back was up against the wall, both literally and figuratively it was that weird bitch from before. You..... he said, his voice sounding raspy and very slightly distorted from playing through the speakers in his helmet the panels that had retracted into the top now slid down to completely cover his face, revealing piercing blue eyes from the armor's mechatronic systems. He then regained his composure he had a gun, and his past experience told him that he could kill these things if he had to when she raised her arm, he almost instantly raised the pistol and pointed the barrel at her, his armored finger resting on the trigger. However, when she showed him the frog that she was holding, a stupefied look developed beneath the armored panels of the helmet that obscured his face. What amazed him even more was the suggestion that he would eat it what was he, French? Still, she probably didn't know, given the fact that she was a Mamono. A frog.......You brought me a frog to eat..Yeah, sure, because that's sooooo fucking believable...Is that one of your ways of poisoning us or something? Jackson then asked heatedly if she was trying to poison him, she sure wasn't being subtle about it. Did she take him for an idiot? Now.....tell me where my gun is......Before I paint the wall behind you with your brains he then said after a few moments, he then added, .....Of course, I could just kill you here and tear this house apart to find it, but I'd rather not expend the energy I have left.