Welcome to the Jungle(Arabella/Yaksha)

”I just dislike you being close to me”


Her response was clear cut as her hand gently slid against the underside of the beasts jaw. Such a tender touch, and her skin was admittedly soft and supple. A far cry from the fierce warrior that she really was. It almost was like her body had been frozen at a certain point in time and she had ceased aging beyond that point. Other than that just as he was fishing for her past, she was actively tangoing with him as well. Infact at this point her eyes which had been lidded underneath her lashes had the slightest glimmer of emotion in that emotionless shell. Maybe a flavor of amusement had finally broken in the shell that was her icy exterior. Even if it was quickly whisked away by the remainder of her natural instinct to hide such things, even among supernatural beings she could be considered. . . Guarded.


As the male had tried to get up the female had applied more force the hand that had caressed his jaw pressing into his chest to hold him against the cold rocky beneath them that was shattered. Her head cocking ever so slightly to the side as he said his peace and she thought about it. ”..He’s right, i may have been a little obtuse and reacted too obviously. If i wish to keep my secrets my own, i must calm down, i must play it off. I must divert his attention to another story. Another time, another place. “ Her mind was whirring with ways to deflect the line of thought he was pursuing. Eventually she settled on something which normally startled people, even if she abhorred wanton violence against sentient, and peace-loving beings.


Her sword was angled just as such that she could have brought it around and bifurcate him in seconds, and she made sure he was well aware of that fact by putting it in a painfully obvious place in front of the lad. Other then that though her expression was a tad too keen for her to just be playing this off. So as her lips parted and her hot breath filled up the air the words that came from them had been coy and unlike the emotionless veil earlier, had a slight “flavor” of amusement at him, but then again it could be fabricated~ After all she was certianly not above using deception to keep her secrets as her own secrets.


”..You know, i don’t have a single clue about what you are insinuating. I have just reacted as anyone who had someone unwittingly barging into their personal space. If i panicked it could just be because you look quite . . . Horrendous. “


Her words had been designed to be prodding, to get him riled up to the point that he hopefully would cease to think about the conundrum that most were faced with her existence. Although of course it probably wasn’t enough to get him to completely divert from his favored topic of interest. Which was why when he began to talk about her “Poker” face, she blinked slowly, as if saying he was being absurd~ Amusing but completely absurd, her answer was along the lines of.


”..My face is my face, i don’t know how it pertains to a game of gambling and greed.”


Once again she acted dumb to hopefully fool the male into potentially dropping the topic. However she’d have to wait and see if there was any real good that came from her efforts.

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Irritating.


Eventually the facade hadn’t been enough for the likes of arabella, her eyes slanted as she looked down at the one which had been beneath her. ”..Attracted to the unattractive?” The thought of it made her want to retch, she was tired of having her brain picked, and picked and picked and picked! It was to the point at in her frustration that plagued her mind that she began to use vulgarities. Infact her current line of thought was something alone the lines of ”This fucker, . .God dammit~” Eventually with the final statement that he made, there would be a distinct change in the air, a flavor or maybe a vibe. It wasn’t much but it at the same time was enough that it wouldn’t be hard to tell that something was coming. Though what that was, would be an entirely different matter alltogether.


”..Fine, if you are so interested.”


The energy in the air had changed as the female had done one simple thing, she had raised her sword horizontally so it was level with her face. Her eyes glinting as she let her gaze slide down to meet the hollow beneath her. Energy that was previously absent roiled to the surface, a flavor that was unmistakably human yet .. . demonic in a sense was easy to detect from her being as soon as she began to separate the blade from it’s scabbard. It wouldn’t be overwhelming or absolutely destructive, however it was certainly noticeable given the amount of energy that was radiating from her body at this point in time. As it always did, her body began the process of changing. Her teeth elongated at the canines, and her skin-tone seemed to pale, as if bleaching itself in the light.


”Then guess yourself”


Usually she preferred to remain in her human state, given she found what she was abhorrent. She hated it with every fiber of her being. Yet, she also hated the people who hunted her kind to extinction, to make them pay she would undergo any struggle. Finally though she angled her sword down and jammed it into the ground, the blade sinking in and resting there before the sueki manipulated the shadows around them. Given most sueki needed either sex, or blood to survive. Generally a combination of both. This girl here abstained from sex, and because of it generally remained in her dormant “Human” state. So upon release her shadows would manipulate to form jaws , devouring the hundreds of hollows in a bloody spurt of blood that would drench the entire area before them. Her expression remaining neutral as she said slowly


”..You seem to like bantering, and prodding people dont you? ”


Her words would be blunt but, the bluntness was because she genuinely had been prodded till the point of agitation. Despite still coming off generally monotonous there was a hard edge to her tone that was easily discernable as anger. Hence with it all laid out in the open it was now time to see what the male before her made of it, as she devoured the blood of his brethren to sustain herself. What would he do next?


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Irritating.


”..”

It was hard to explain the emotions that lurked within the sueki’s eyes. Revolving hatred clashed with cold indifference, something was driving her even to this point when she watched the hollow beneath her. And around them the roar of thousands of hollows seemed to become apparant. Each of these beings had been drawn here for a very . . interesting reason. The energy that the sueki had released was human and demonic at the same time. That energy was enticing for the hollows of menos forest. So they came in droves, hordes without end flooded forth and yet. At this time a shift occurred in the vampyric being. Her eyes glowed red and her expression shifted because she was sensing something else. The blood that called within her, the bloodthirsty genes that lurked within her veins had been dormant so long. While she was unique in her abilities to withhold her detestable nature, it didn’t mean that it would forsake her. Yet, here as her head tilted back, the glimmer of the moon sifting down to shine on her raven hair she truly felt it. It started as a warmth in her chest, an undying flame that kindled from within to burn her.

She screamed as her body irradiated energy, her hair bursting to fly wildly in every direction. The hollows came, but as the demonic creature before them raised her head. She merely. . sniffed. It called to her, that hidden taboo that she cursed ever since the day it began. It was the one thing she loathed, this craving that she undoubtedly detested. Yet it caused her stomach to growl, and she began to stand slowly, her knees straightening and the grip on her sword tightening. Then the first wave of beings came from the woodwork, overflowing they rushed forth with a hair raising cry. Yet the girl that stood her feet splayed on either side of the hollow beneath her hadn’t stopped, instead she took a step forward, her hair blowing in the breeze before the blade she held had dragged on the ground.

Each step indeed caused her to sway, left to right, then right to left. Her steps quickly accelerating while sparks flew from the blade that simply brushed against rock and sand. Eventually the little whirlwind of desire vanished in a well placed jump, her body flying up high. Arcing and falling like a descending god of death into the crowd of hollows, from there what could be seen was frightening. The flash of silver, that was her blade came through and parted the masses of hollows to leave behind a world of crimson. Blood flew in waves spiraling around her as if it was water, and she was a water-bender. Magnificence, that was a way to describe how she moved now, dancing like a swan in a sea of ducks. Yet her strikes had the ferocity of a tiger, and the strength of an elephant. Pure destruction followed her wake. Because when she moved her speed brought her quickly into the throng of hungry denizens, and her blade just as quickly caused them all to bisect.

She was an Asura, her blade was not a tool, but a destructive extension of her body. Her grasp over the martial skill of the blade was otherworldly. Yet her pace sped up and even as blood ran like rivers across her blade, spattered her body, and matted in her hair she continued to swing her blade. Chopping more hollows to bits. Was it thousands now? Tens of thousands? This brutal war that she waged was truly a terrifying site. Yet even as she fought she devoured the blood of those she slayed. Her tongue slid across her lips to take in the fat crimson hue that adorned it like lip-stick. She drank in gulps the life’s-blood of these hollows. And her blade continued to flit and flicker among the masses as she had become the incarnate of the reaper. Taking lives as if they were no more than ants. It truly was frightening because as the second wave crested, and the realm shook with the roar of hollows, she had only paused a small smile spreading across her lips as she swung and formed a sword of shadow.


That was the sound of the blade of shadow expanding, from the size of a sword, to the size of a car, then to the size of a house, it grew until it was at the titanic size of a skyscraper, flying down it was a singular arc of undeniable death. It cleaved though hollows while the demoness began to laugh. True normally herself was purely monotonous and cold, but it broke due to her lust, that sueki nature. Eventually the carnage began to ebb, and she was left there. Inside a ring at least a mile wide full of nothing but slain hollows. Blood running in streams down her face, some of it dripping from her nose, or her jaw. Yet she was drenched in the blood of hollows her expression hard to read as she took a moment to exhale, allowing for her emotions one by one to be reigned in. For this was not what she wanted.

”..What are . . you talking about?”

Ultimately that was her reply to yaksha’s sentence, her expression hard to read, because it was hidden behind her blood-stained hair.


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Irritating.


”..Anomie?” As Arabella’s gaze lingered in the midst of the bloodbath, they inevitably had been drawn to the hollow that for some reason had not fled yet. She took a step forward while her sword slid back into it’s sheath, causing for her energy to drastically drop till it was nil and void, she had simply become a mundane human again for all intents and purposes. Actually at this point anatomically speaking, she was a human through and through. This was the unique situation she was in, and because of it she really didn’t exactly “Fit” anywhere.

After hearing the rest of what the male had to say she had roared and slammed her foot into the ground with all her strength. This caused the sand to part and a miniature earthquake to rumble in the vicinity. It was as if a demi-goddess’s anger had descended upon them, for once there was a fathomless yet clear emotion in her eyes. Rage, one that was so deep that it had to have existed for many hundreds of years, It was an ire that seeped down to her marrow, and it caused her to tremble with rage as she shouted and cleaved apart a tree, the twenty foot thick rock structure exploding before it toppled to the ground, shattering in a storm of dust and sand that caused hollows to flee.

At this point each stroke of her sheathed blade brought about destruction, breaking earth, severing hollows. It didn’t matter exactly where it went. It was the fact that no matter what destruction seemed to be imminent. Eventually tears of blood laced in her actions as she kept swinging to vent her rage. Finally there was a chink in her armor, that was born by his misconstrued grasp of the situation. It wasn’t that she was not a part of her pack, it was that there was no one of her pack left! For all she knew, her race, her proud race was extinct and she was the last of them. It brought her such rage that her race had been hunted to this point, this was why as an inhuman growl rumbled from her mouth she bellowed.

”YOU KNOW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING”

She paused as her sword ripped into the earth causing a crack to form even with her sword sheathed. As her breath left her mouth she exhaled and said to the male in a tone that was cold, and withdrawn.

”..It’s not that i abhor my own kind, it is that there are none of my kind left. They have been hunted by the humans that feared them, by the petty being that you seem to think i try to emulate. I’ve had to emulate them, or i would have been hunted and ridiculed as well. You cannot understand me, because you guys are never ending. Everyone that i knew is gone, slaughtered to the point that not even their progeny could survive. The sun burns us, our desires cause us to go insane, the deplorable fact of our existences is nothing but eternal torture! You , dare, talk to me, like you understand me? You understand nothing! I will not stand idly by when you make mistaken remarks about my existence, about the life i’ve had to struggle to maintain until this day! I am among the oldest of the sueki, at six-hundred odd years of age, i stand with pride for my race. But there is nothing left to stand for! You want to understand me? Why i act this way? It is for survival! Without that, i would simply be nothing, nothing but a dead body that would’ve undoubtedly been burned and scattered in the wind as if i was nothing but a speck of dust in this cruel reality of ours! “

Her chest heaved as her body was wracked with the grief that lay within it. She was all that she knew was left. The rest of her kind had been hunted, slaughtered, beaten, raped , and killed! How was she to bother with being a pack animal anymore? She had never met another being of her race to form a pack with. It was at this point that the male kept droning on, and on about how everything she did was wrong. At this point all she did was let a chill infinitely colder than the previous look of dull indifference on her face manifest, as she leveled the sheathed blade towards his face, pressing the tip to the hollows jaw as if she was going to shatter it if he kept talking. Only then did she say in a monotonous tone.

”..Get to the Point I’m tired of having you ridicule me.”

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”Shut Up.”

Her words had a glacial chill to them as she swung her blade around and severed another hollow in two that had walked up. This one was easily of adjuchas class, and in terms of power it outstripped her by a fair margin, however her strength was so much more then this hollow that she was quite simply capable of shattering it’s body with a casual sweep of her blade. She was angry, it was a simple fact that couldn’t be disputed. Because of this simple statement from this insignificant being before her she had been enraged beyond the point of simply beating someone up. As she drew the sword from it’s scabbard once more she exhaled and her sueki changes wracked her body once more.


”..If i lop of a limb will you cease to speak to me in this manner?”

Her blade kissed the edge of the males arm as he tried to rise, the message was clear. If he moved she wouldn’t be picky with how she handled things. Rather, she would be more inclined to give him a stinging kiss of steel if he persisted. Many beings could be reasoned with once enraged, talked down and calmed down. However due to her life experiences she was not one of those who you could play mind-games with when she was mad. Probably because, she would attack that person without a moment's hesitation if they tried. She was not a girl who enjoyed being annoyed, and it showed because she took the scabbard and smashed it into the ground with enough force to generate a twenty foot deep crater, the scabbard firmly cemented in the ground.

”..Or should i cut out your tongue, wait. You are a hollow so you would regenerate rather quickly wouldn’t you?”

Her blade traveled up to hover before the hollows jaw, it wouldn’t be a problem for her to carve out the pink member that resided within his mouth. The only problem was he might regenerate it, and even with her sword which made wounds 9 times worse than what they would normally be, it certainly couldn’t stop him from regenerating the wound if it happened. Which led her to simply let the blade remain in it’s poised position, but she wouldn’t do anything else other than finish things with a simple sentance.

”. Undoubtedly you could regenerate from it, but if i hack you apart bit by bit as you do so, won’t that just make it more fun~?”

She coldly finished with.

”..Tell me what you want, or i won’t be merciful.”
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