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Thread: Marooned [Kosmik_Khaos and Sigr]

Is Artemis mean? You look red. Angry Vira asked, looking odd at her face, then down at how Talia's hand grasped her own. Seeing the woman argue with someone that wasn't there was disorienting. Well, it was there, since as far as Vira understood they were inside it, but it was still odd. Things didn't talk. Or at least shouldn't. The promise of food made wonders in reassuring Vira, keeping to herself how odd it felt being taken by the hand around, as she wasn't a child. She said nothing though, not wanting to add herself to Artemis in the list of concerns of the captain, as she would not only get yelled. After all, a ship didn't have an ass to spank if it misbehaved. Talia smiled to her and excused Artemis' behavior, a comforting feel that things, as weird as may be, were fine. Merrily sitting on the offered chair, Vira thought that maybe that place wasn't that bad, even considering Talia's bouts of rage and how she punished her, it was better than being stranded on that place, that was for sure. After all, Talia seemed to be nicer and nicer to her as the time passed, looking at her more, talking at her just fine without using the voice she would use for a child or just barking orders at her. Vira liked that, and knew that as long as she behaved as a good girl things should be fine, or so she thought until she ended up frozen in surprise. A weird looking creature towered over her, uttering unintelligible sounds and inspecting her. So shocked she was that she didn't even notice the food on the table. That thing was too big, too sudden to react, so Vira just shrunk on her seat, her wide open eyes fixated on the creature. Once it turned around and started to get away, Vira was able to start processing it and react. Monster! Vira yelled, unable to hear or understand the situation. She just knew that a weird creature was around, that Talia wasn't carrying her prodigious weaponry and that now that thing was turning its back to them. Vira picked up a knife from the table and hopped up, standing tall on her chair, looking to improve her height so she would have more options in a fight. There, awkwardly perched barefoot on that chair with her tight clothes and a knife on her hand, Vira looked at Talia for help, for counsel about what to do. What she saw was her enjoying the food and looking at Vira with something that initially seemed disbelief, but it could soon turn into something else. Monster? this time Vira's voice was wavering, doubtful and way lower than before.
Thread: Marooned [Kosmik_Khaos and Sigr]

Talia eyed Vira standing on the chair small knife in hand, an endearing look on her face. Her lips were pursed and she brought her first to her mouth pressing it tight to her lips as her shoulders shook with slight bounces of silent laughter. Mr. Tsulo on the other hand had not a single qualm about laughing out loud at the situation. It was a deep booming laugh that shook his entire bulky frame as he walked back into the kitchens. Swallowing the mouthful of food Talia took a deep breath and let it out slowly her lips curved into a smile. That is the cook Mr. Tsulo, he looks rather monstrous but he is a good man. You have no reason to fear him. So sit your cute butt down and enjoy the food already. Her voice still held the threat of laughter in it as she directed Vira to sit and enjoy the heaping servings of fresh food on her plate. You didn't even notice it was him that gave you the food did you? She inquired cutting a piece of the meat and popping the morsel into her mouth and chewing a moan of satisfaction.
Thread: Marooned [Kosmik_Khaos and Sigr]

Vira looked at Talia's shoulders shake with stifled laughter, a confused look painted on her face, but it was Mr. Tsulo's laud guffaw the one that startled her enough to trip and fall off the chair. Vira, being the little limber girl she was managed to land on her feet like a cat, and slowly picked the tilted chair back up as she kept her eyes on the strange looking creature. Monster. Man. Monster. Person Vira mumbled lightly nodding, trying to get accustomed to the idea. The cult of her parents wasn't too alien friendly, to speak lightly of it, so she had never seen anything that wasn't human even as a kid. Sorry she looked at Mr. Tsulo, but the apology was mostly directed at Talia. She had made a remark about her butt, not understanding what was cute about it, it was just a butt, so maybe she meant how it could stop looking cute after a spanking. No she answered, looking at the plate full of strange looking food. The smell was amazing, but she had learned that such thing wasn't something to trust, so she glanced at Talia's satisfied face and got back to the food. Vira stabbed a piece of food with the knife, roasted djeense root to be precise even if she didn't know it, and after sniffing at it she took a nibble out of the warm and somewhat crunchy bite. It was fantastic. Better than anything she had eaten before, that food largely surpassed the rations of her childhood or what she managed to put in her face on that planet. Hungry and eager, Vira started to attack the plate with knife and bare hand, engulfing food in a way fitting a beast. After a few bites she almost choked out, swallowing half chewed food with an audible gulp. Water? she asked, looking up to Talia with her face already dirty with the colorful sauce that went with the baked yuan, asking for a drink to help her downing that food.
Thread: The Incubus Preys /w jaburo56

Chie has been to best schools in the country, but her father believes that she should finish her senior year in a all girl's school. It is just as fancy as the rest of them, and she has no choice in the matter, leaving her friends behind. She would be forced to make new ones, but things really wouldn't be bad would it? Chie walks forward in campus, looking at the variety of girls, making her way to her homeroom class, not sure if she would be able to talk to anyone. She already met the Dean, and she gave her a warm welcome. SHe feels a bit comfortable already, but the day has just begun.
Thread: The Incubus Preys /w jaburo56

Matthew had taught at Bridgewood Preparatory School for several years now. To the normal eye, the tall, silky voiced science teacher was nothing more than an attractive young man in his late twenties or early thirties with an affinity for educating young minds. In truth, this man had been teaching at various schools for far longer than the most elderly teacher had been alive. This was all possible thinks to his eternal life and powers as a creature of hell, an Incubus. After centuries of perfecting his art, the spawn of desire had his act down to a fine art. He was smart, helpful, kind, and encouraging. Everything an education establishment could want. His looks and natural charm made him particularly popular with the women of the school, though, he'd never mix work and pleasure. At least, that's what he tells those that proposition him. Only a few know the truth and unknowingly guard it from others for fear of incurring punishment for themselves or their secret lover. The demon loved only one thing more than feeding off of the hope and dreams of his students and that was fulfilling his lustful desires with his favorites. Being in an ever replenishing all girl's school dedicated to teaching the best and the brightest certainly offered him a veritable buffet of choices. Each year offered new options, but today was a special day. There was a new girl arriving. Someone whom the Dean spoke very highly of. Matthew's mouth watered at the prospect mid-year addition. After her homeroom, he would be able to judge her for himself for the next three periods. He grinned to himself as he prepared for the class.
Thread: The Incubus Preys /w jaburo56

Chie enters the room, already seeing the girls talking to themselves and also looking that their attractive male teacher. She must admit that he is indeed handsome, but it is very indecent to think this way. She does have to walk up to him, in order to greet him. Excuse me, sir... She said, stopping at his desk. I am new here, Chie Fujisaki, She told him, noticing that the girls are now looking right at her, burning a hole on her body.
Thread: The Incubus Preys /w jaburo56

Ever aware, Matthew noticed the new girl in his class and immediately began evaluating her. She was an attractive girl, certainly not flashy, and looked very tantalizing in her school uniform. The fact that she was in this school either meant she had money or brains. Time would tell which. As the class filed in and the usual, the more charismatic few greeted him upon entry, he finished preparing their first task of the day for chemistry. His light brown, almost red eyes, fell upon one of the girls looking his way. He granted her a small smile before looking to his new addition. A sudden thirst surged through the science teacher. A deep, burning desire he had not felt since spying his first human female centuries ago. There was no doubt, he would have her. Hiding his desires, he smiled warmly at Chie and removed his white latex gloves. Ah, yes. Miss Fujisaki. It's a pleasure to have you in our class. He gently shook her hand and savored the feel of her skin as no mortal could. I hope you understand that we will not be able to slow down the lesson plan as we are in the middle of a several week long study and can not spare the time during class to catch you up. He wrote a time and a room number on a piece of paper and handed it to her. This is my office. Come at that time after school today and I will be able to get you up to speed. In the meantime, observe your classmates and take notes. He gestured to a lab table with an empty seat and 3 other girls already putting on aprons, gloves, and goggles.
Thread: The Incubus Preys /w jaburo56

Chie nods, she doesn't expect to let the class slow down because of her. I understand sir, thank you. She said, as she is handed a piece of paper. She turns and and walk towards the table as she does take some notes. The girls does talk to her, very interested in who she is and where she is from. Chie smiles a bit, talking with them, but then she heard that almost every girl in the school has a crush on Mr. Matthew, even trying to get afterschool tutoring with him. Soon, the class is over, and she notice that few girls left, while the rest are gathering around Mr. Matthew's desk, trying to talk to him. Chie looks at the crowd before moving out outside to her next class.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

YuYu Hakusho Hiei X Kurama Setting After DarkTournament, before Chapter Black.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

The sun had recently fallen and the bloody colors of sunset were gradually being devoured by the ink of night. Stars were just beginning to poke though and the full moon was casting it's silver light across the temple nestled deeply in the trees. Two occupants stood within the protected walls and rice paper doors an old woman, and a demon fox disguised as a boy. They had both recently returned from the Dark Tournament, in which they were forced to attend. Where allies of the past plagued the former, and personal inadequacies haunted the later. An uncomfortable sigh left the redhead's lips and a hand lifted to the neckline of his shirt to unclasp the first button. Kurama was thankful that the tournament had only lasted a week. He had planned for longer and his mother believed him to be at a retreat for the biology club that lasted one week more. This would give him time to heal both mentally and physically, because despite his overpowering urge to sink into his mother's arms, he knew she would be wrought with worry over the nightmares that would disturb his slumber, and he wasn't sure he would be able to hide the worst of his injuries from her soft, loving, perceptive eyes. Though, the old woman in front of him seemed determined to take care of that herself. The second button was undone, but a frown was firm on his lips. The fox understood her desire, and her reasoning. After all, he was bleeding all over her floor. Genkai had all but demanded he remove the bandages hiding the wounds Karasu had left behind. The stench of charred flesh and boiling blood still assaulted his nose. Forming scabs and loose skin had clung to the bandages, ripping open the burns and deep divots across his body in numerous locations. Blood was seeping into the dark green night clothes made of a smooth, silk-like fabric. It created large, wet splotches across his stomach and back, left shoulder, right arm and thigh, his left wrist, and the worst being his left calf. Out of luck, now you're... hee A crater had been left in that calf, and removing the packing only moments before had cause a steady stream of crimson that not only soaked his pant leg, but was slowly creating a puddle around his foot. Which wasn't doing all that well either. Despite the severity, Genkai, the fox offered smoothly despite the pain that was singing through each and every nerve ending. Should you allow me to wrap my injuries they will heal within a few days. My energy may not be as quick to mend flesh as the others, but it will work in time. Kurama hesitated on the third button. He didn't want to undress before the old woman, but it wasn't out of modesty. He had seen how much the spirit wave drained her during the battle against Ichigaki's team, and not only had she given the majority of her powers to Yusuke, but she had very recently returned from the dead. Your concern is truly appreciated, but it is unnecessary, he assured.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

Green eyes widened a fraction at the old woman's exclamation. Curiosity as well as surprise colored his features for several seconds, but that quickly turned into a halfhearted amusement. Kurama was not one to find embarrassment in something as simple as a lack of clothing, not it a situation such as this. And as she'd said, Genkai was hardly a gawking school girl about to drool over his naked form. She was a friend who wanted to ease his suffering. The fox stifled a sigh and just started to push on the third button, only to pause with a tiny preen of offense. As Genkai mentioned seeing 'better' his initial thoughts fell on the only partner he knew her to have. Toguro. A variety of emotions shifted through his mind even while his expression remained neutral. An active imagination was cursed, and a vulpine vanity was rubbed the wrong way. To be compared to that man and lose was something that just didn't sit well. His fingers left his shirt all together. Forgive my ignorance of human courtship, Kurama started smoothly. But is insulting one's appearance truly the best way to convince them to disrobe for you?
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

An exasperated sigh left his lips as the Temple Master offered her sarcastic version of 'hooting' at him. He would have responded, if another voice hadn't cut him off before a single word could form. The fox closed his mouth and slightly turned his head to land his gaze on the little fire demon. It wasn't all that surprising he hadn't noticed his partner, his energy was focused on healing his wounds, his attention had been focused on Genkai, and his sense of smell was swimming with the metallic tang of blood so strong he could taste it. Nearly invisible tension left Kurama's body when bathed in Hiei's presence. It was painfully easy to relax around the young demon. They had a strange companionship with very little affection, so the few kisses they shared were cherished, and their comfortable silence spoke volumes for the both of them. Emerald eyes shut and his lips curved into the slightest of smiles. He didn't keep Hiei from his vision long, and opened his eyes to catch the crimson pair soaking in his appearance. And now he had another reason to avoid Genkai's healing. A laughing huff puffed though his nose and his attention returned to the woman in front of him. Forgive me, Genkai, he started in the kind, human voice Shuichi used when confronted by his 'fan club.' But I must decline. The redhead couldn't stop his lips from curling again, but did manage to hold back a string of chortles. You are simply far too young for me. Last edited Feb 9, 2020
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

The petite demon preened just slightly as that smile was turned on him. Recognition of his own attention by the attention placed on him had him shifting his gaze quickly to land a bored look on the nearby wall instead, a slight pinch in his lips as their exchange continued. He was fully prepared to stay out of it quite suddenly in fact this not a rare occurance in the least in Hiei's case. He was , except Kurama's next retort had him reacting more openly than he'd ever like. As Genkai let out a jovial chuckle Hiei pulled back slightly. Offense hit him and sunk into his features just enough to center a familiar pout on the redhead. After all, the woman was old in human standards. The offense came more from the truth spoken toward how young she was by demon standards and the fact that while he wasn't entirely sure, he was pretty sure he was at least a few years younger than her. So the question for him became what exactly was what Kurama had said supposed to mean? The old woman served as a distraction well enough. After her chuckle bout her arms uncrowded and the relaxed stance she had before lifted off her like a veil. She stood straighter with her hands at her sides. This indicated a readiness her body language hadn't before. Yeah yeah. Unfortunately for that smooth tongue of yours flattery won't get you anywhere with me. Now stop procrastinating. You're staining my floor and the longer we wait the more you'll lose and I'll have a mess of. I'm not asking you kniw. Strip or I'll help you. And it won't be pleasant. Hn. The small but familiar noise had old tired eyes landing on Hiei with a bored tone in them. You should probably just let him be. You did die recently. And you came back just as old and twice as frail. The shot felt needed by the previously offended little fire beast. Even if it wasn't directly fired at the redhead. Last edited Sep 1, 2018
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

How disappointing. He greatly enjoyed when Hiei looked at him in that manner, it always sent a pleasant chill down his spine. But Hiei turned away and Kurama was left to miss the attention, though he made no indication of it. Instead, his focus remained on Genkai, and his own short, quiet laughter echoed hers. Only to be cut off by a harshness in her voice. The mention of blood had him glancing down and, sure enough, the puddle around his feet had grown to an uncomfortable size. If you would allow me to bandage my wounds as I suggested before, both of those problems would be taken care of, he pointed out smoothly. I would prefer this to be settled without the use of violence, thank you. Hiei wasn't helping with that. The antagonistic words that fell from his Firecracker's lips would only fuel the old woman's fists, if they affected her at all. Still, the implication behind them was more than just a little amusing. What he'd said about age must have hit a chord with Hiei, and he would certainly have to assure the young demon that it had only been a joke, and that the fox had no issues with his age. As rudely as it was put, Hiei does have a point. Emerald green settled on old brown, and the concern he'd been trying to hide for the sake of her pride bled through. You have not had much time to regain your spirit energy, and these wound will heal on their own.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

Irritation ticked the woman's eyebrow first toward Hiei's shot, and a bit harsher toward Kurama's agreement. As rudely as it was put, she repeated snarkily. His point is moot. She doubted Kurama meant for that to sound like it had to her, as if he were also calling her old and frail. Granted, even if he weren't to use the same terms he was effectively saying the same thing regardless. Of course, they did have a point. But as shed said, it was moot. I'm not going to ask again. Im giving you one more chance to take your clothes off so I can heal you now. But in about two seconds I'm about to show you both exactly how old and frail I am. And when I'm done knocking you on your ass I'll heal everything except the lumps I leave on your head just to teach you a damn lesson. The cross tone wasn't quite as sharp as it could be. But that didn't make her threat any less real. Ha. Hiei's response had been expected of course, so she didnt skip a beat in adding to it. And you I'll just leave there when I'm done. The addition was lighter, cocky and almost playful despite the scowl she was still facing Kurama with as she called Hiei out.
Thread: Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

That was not what I meant, he pointed out blandly. Genkai was anything but 'frail,' and her age was not a factor. The passed week had been proof enough of that. Death, however, was difficult to recover from. The fox had resurrected himself, after all. So he was ready to ignore her warnings and refuse her help once more, only to think better of it. There would be no deterring this woman, and in his current state he had no chance at defeating or even just escaping her. With a slight slump of his shoulders and a quiet, defeated sigh, Kurama began popping the buttons on his shirt free. If I must, he agreed reluctantly. Disrobing was slow, but not in an act of defiance. Opening the shirt was easy enough, and he exposed his wounded stomach to the open air with only the smallest flinch. Sliding the silken sleeves down his arms was another story, and the fox bit his tongue and steeled his features as the fabric slid and stuck to burnt flesh and bloody craters. It fell to the floor with a wet 'thwap,' the fabric heavy with blood that was now trickling over his biceps and fore arms. Pain was clear as day in bright green eyes, but he didn't so much as grunt. The pants came next, the drawstring pulled free and the waist band pulled far from his body on either side. Kurama bent and choked as the wound on his belly folded in on itself. Still, the pants were stepped out of fluidly and settled in a pile over the rest of his night outfit. There was a slight pant in his breath as he stood straight once more. Crimson continued to ooze and dribble down his body in hot, thin rivulets. He shut his eyes. Perhaps there was a bit of embarrassment to be held, but still not out of modesty. In fact Genkai would be hard pressed to see his naked form through all of the smeared blood, it was the injuries themselves. He had allowed himself to be this mutilated, and had failed when he was needed most. Yes... there was embarrassment to be had. Embarrassment and shame.