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Warning: Mature Content - Sira goes to the Inclement Weather and finds out just how bad drugs can be.

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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on October 1st, 2012, 3:48 pm

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Timestamp: 25th of Fall, 512 AV
Location: Inclement Weather
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The music was intoxicating, though the alcohol may have helped a bit too. Sira didn't always partake of drink when she visited the Inclement Weather, but the man had been so charming and handsome, and she was in need of a good man. Most nights she was more than satisfied by her lover, Aidara, but sometimes a girl just wanted a man between her legs for a change of pace. Sira had come to the Weather seeking exactly that, and it wasn't long before an attractive young Avora was buying her drinks. It wouldn't have been necessary, Sira didn't need convincing, but she liked to let men play their games. It made them feel better if they thought they'd won her over through charm, or whatever other tricks they used, rather than her having already decided from the beginning what was going to happen with them.

Sira was on the dance floor with her man, she didn't know his name nor did she care, and was having the time of her life. The music had Sira swaying her hips and moving up and down, spinning, twirling, and grinding against the man who, like most men, just sort of bobbed with her and let his hands run all over her as she moved. He was quite attractive, having the chiseled frame of someone whose profession had them working their muscles every day. He must have been a blacksmith, or some other type of Avora with strong upper body strength, because his chest and arms were larger than the average Inarta.

Sira turned around, letting him pull her body close to him, as she moved up and down, making sure to push her hips into his waist. She could feel his arousal, but he still hadn't made his move. Sira was starting to get impatient, but she could wait a bit longer. The game they were playing required patience, and Sira could be patient if she thought the wait would be worth it.

As they dance the man let his hands explore more and more of her body, at one time or another letting them slip beneath the rim of her bryda just a bit. Each time he did it Sira moved upward, pushing his hand further down with the movement, but he always removed it a moment too soon. Maybe he was unsure of himself? Sira didn't know, but when he finally leaned down and whispered into her ear asking if she wanted to find an alcove somewhere, Sira spun around and kissed him hungrily on the lips in answer. It was about damn time!
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on October 1st, 2012, 5:03 pm

On their way to the alcove, wherever that turned out to be, they stopped by the bar and the man ordered two more drinks. Sira didn't even want them, but she wasn't going to say no. Again, it was all about playing the game. She would be drunk, if that was what he wanted. Some men liked that, it made them think they could get away with more, but with Sira there was very little that one couldn't get away with when she was in the right mood.

The man led Sira into an alcove, but it wasn't a private one. There were already two other couples in various stages of making out, but neither of them cared. For Sira, it only increased her lust, and before long she was straddled on her man's lap, their tongues intertwined as their lips pressed together. His hands were already working to remove her vinati, and Sira only pressed her lips into him all the harder in response.

Sira was ready to move forward, but the man had other ideas in mind. "Do you want to take this to a new level," he asked. Sira thought he knew what he meant, and rather than vocalize her response her hands instantly fell to his midriff, agile fingers working to untangle the laces that held his bryda in place.

"No, I didn't mean that," he whispered, though when he added when he saw the look on the Endal's face, "That will come in a moment. I meant this."

The man held up a small glass vial held up with some sort of dark, powdery substance. The drug was funkus, a mushroom that had been dried and powdered and could produce powerful hallucinations when ingested, though Sira didn't know that. All she knew was that all of the sudden, she was turned off. A frown came over her face, and immediately her hand stopped what it was doing around the man's mid-section. Sira pushed herself off of him, and crossed her arms.

"Seriously? Drugs? You had to go and ruin things, didn't you? I was so ready to let you do whatever you wanted to me, and you had to ruin it."

Sira was furious, but the man didn't give up. As soon as she was done talking he was on his feet, his hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her into him. "No, no, beautiful. It wouldn't ruin anything. These aren't bad, I promise. They'll make everything amazing." He tried to lean in and kiss her, but Sira shoved him away.

"It was already going to be amazing, and you had to petch it up!"

Sira tried to turn and exit the room, but the man grabbed her arm before she could get away. Sira froze, rage boiling just beneath her skin. The man stepped toward her and pushed her against the wall, leaning in to plant his lips against hers. Sira started to push away at him, but he was too strong, and his lips... oh, he was such a good kisser. His hips pressed against hers, and hestarted to lift her up off the ground. Sira kept up the fight for a bit longer, though only half heartedly, before she finally gave up and let him carry her back over to the bench that had been sitting on before. Quickly, they both slipped off their pants, and Sira let out an excited gasp as he slipped into her.
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on October 1st, 2012, 5:33 pm

The man took his time, he knew what he was doing. Sira could tell he was very experienced in the fine art of sex, and she was glad to have found him, or rather, glad that he found her. He was well endowed, and very good with it too, and Sira's moans quickly joined with those of the other two couples who were already engaged in their own sordid acts. But the man still had plans of his own. While Sira was understandably distracted, the man emptied the contents of his vial into their drinks which were sitting on the bench next to them.

Sira didn't notice anything, focused only on the feeling between her legs, the heat of his breath on her neck, and his fingers running down her back and up her legs. It had been some time since she'd been with a man, and he was just what she needed. She might even bring him back to Aidara later that night, but such thoughts were far from Sira's mind at that point. She was focused only on the moment, and when the man paused to take a sip of his drink Sira snatched the glass from his hand and downed it in a single go, so that he wouldn't let such distractions get in his way again. He only laughed, commenting that he had another, and grabbed for the second glass, drinking it down just as quickly as Sira had.

After that, they returned to what they were doing. They knocked the glasses off the bench as they changed to a laying down position, Sira on top, ignoring them as they shattered on the stone floor beneath them. From her current vantage point, Sira could not only enjoy the sight of her man beneath her, but that of the other two couples in the room. She locked eyes with one of the other women, who was on her back bobbing back and forth as her own man had his way with her. Sira's smile and gaze was inviting, and the wink the woman gave her back told Sira she would definitely be joining them when she was finished. As far as Sira was concerned, the more the merrier.
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on October 1st, 2012, 5:49 pm

Sira's lips pressed to hers, her tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. Their sweaty bodies were intertwined, and one of her hands was pinned between the woman's tightly clenched legs. Sira sucked in her breath, and it was like sucking in her soul, making the woman a part of her. The woman's tongue followed the escaping air, chasing it deep into Sira's mouth. Both of them pulled apart to take a breath at the same time, and Sira bent her neck and moved back to bite at the woman's breasts.

The man she had been with had spent himself some 15 chimes prior, but was more than happy to watch the two women as he recovered. He lasted a very long time, more than delighted when the second woman joined, and alternated frequently between them both before he was finally overcome and had to rest. Sira would most definitely be bringing him back to Aidara when she was ready to leave for the night, but for now, she was just waiting for him to be ready again, and was more than content to play with the woman until that time came. Her man had left shortly after Sira made eye contact with her, and Sira had a feeling that maybe she had quickened the pace just so that she could join in.

She was beautiful, her skin sparkling in the candlight. Her hair was straight, and seemed to shimmer with every shade of red Sira had ever seen. She turned her head to look back over her shoulder at the man when she heard him move, seeing in all his splendid glory that he was ready again. Was he more attractive now than he had been before? Sira couldn't tell, but suddenly he looked far more amazing than he remembered. He came up behind Sira, entering her forcefully and causing the woman to let out an excited yelp, before she returned to her task of biting away at the neck and breasts of the woman beneath her.

Everything seemed surreal, and Sira lost herself in the fascinating hues of the woman's hair as it rippled and shimmered each time she moved. She was lost in the sound of the man's thighs as the smacked against her from behind, and the feeling of the woman's teeth as they nibbled on Sira's neck. Everything felt.. light, and heavy, at the same time. All other sound drowned out, save for the smacking, everything she saw was replaced with the shimmering red of the woman's hair. She felt only the woman's teeth on her neck, and the man behind her each time he thrust into her. Sira seemed to be floating in a cloud of pure sensation, it was unlike anything she had ever felt before...

Then her eyes caught the sight of something on the floor.
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on October 1st, 2012, 6:07 pm

It was blood, mingled with glass. They had all stepped on the broken glass, though none of them noticed, but to Sira it didn't look like blood. It was a thick, dark red inky substance. Sira stopped what she was doing, though her companions still moved around her and didn't seem to notice. The woman still bit and nibbled and kissed, and the man didn't care if Sira moved or not, he was enjoying himself too much to notice. But Sira didn't notice any of it. Her eyes were frozen on the liquid, and it was moving. It was coming towards her.

Suddenly her eyes went wide, and Sira jumped back, shoving the man behind her with her butt into the wall behind them. Sira turned staring at the man wide eyed and took a frightened step away from them both. There it was! Massive, and grotesque, oozing a thick, dark red ink... reaching out for her.. the tentacle of the Ravarisk.

"No," Sira began to whisper, over and over as she backed away.

"Babe, what's the matter," the woman asked, but Sira didn't hear her.

"No, no, no, no..."

"Calm down, you're just having a bad trip. I slipped something in your drink, I thought you'd like it," the man tried to explain. Sira didn't hear, and saw only the monster coming for her and her child.

"NO!! I won’t let you have her!"

Sira ran out of the room and into the main club, only to stop in her tracks. The music.. it was the sound of air being sucked out of the room. Everywhere there was the ooze, everywhere except for where Sira was standing. And everyone else, they were standing in it! They were all minions of the Ravarisk! And they had come for her.

Sira took a step back, bumping into the woman who had come out to try to calm her down. In her surprise and fear she spun around, fist flying and socked the woman right in the face, breaking her nose. The blood that poured from her wound.. it was just like the ooze on the ground. The people, they were all infected with it! The Ravarisk was a part of them all.. but it wouldn't be a part of her. No, not Sira. Never!

"Stay away! I won't let you take me. I won't let you take Natalie! I'll die before you have her!"

OOC: The Ravarisk is the name of the giant monster thing from this thread.
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Postby Sira on October 1st, 2012, 6:42 pm

"Hey, hey! Calm down," the man said as he followed the woman out of the room, witnessing Sira punch her in the face, but all Sira saw was the giant tentacle of the Ravarisk coming to get her. She was surrounded, the Ravarisk was nearly upon her, and it's minions were all around here. There was nowhere for her to run, nowhere to hide.

The man tried to approach and lay calming hands on Sira's shoulders, but as soon as he reached for her she lost it. In a cloud of glittering dust that, moments before, probably would have appeared very beautiful to Sira, she became a massive wing eagle. The crowd around her erupted in surprised screams, even more so when Sira's beak snapped out at the "tentacle" and tore the man's arm off.

One man, who was probably just as messed up as Sira at that moment, decided it would be an excellent opportunity to try to ride her. He ran up behind her and jumped on her back, and in their drunken stupor, several other people started trying to do the same. To Sira's mind though, they were trying to rip out her feathers and make it impossible for her to fly.

The wind eagle spun around, lashing out with talons and beak. Even the drunks began to scream and flee, but Sira chased after them. They were trying to abandon her and go after Natalie, and Sira wasn't having any of that. One man was nearly to the door when Sira's talon raked him from behind, dragging him back into the club for a split second before she ripped off his head with her beak. Another man tried to sneak around her, but Sira spotted him out of the corner of her eye and knocked him to the ground with a flap of her wing.

There wasn't room enough in the club for Sira to take flight, so she was at a disadvantage, especially when several of the Avora and Endal returned with nets and ropes. One of them tried to lasso her and drag her head down to the ground, but a quick snap of her beak severed the cord and then Sira was on top of them, piercing his stomach and tearing out his guts. Two more tossed ropes over her back, but Sira was too strong, and spun in a wild circle, sending the two men flying. To Sira, the ropes weren't ropes, but tentacles from the Ravarisk. She couldn't let them catch her, even if it meant they had to kill her.

Aidara! Sira's voice rang out over their bond, crazed and frightened and loud. Aidara! The monster is here, she shouted as confusing images began to flood the healer's mind. She would see a mixture of real and not real things. There were people all around, some she recognized, some she didn't. Some images were normal, and showed them carrying ropes and nets, but others were of the Ravarisk, its tentacles reaching out trying to catch hold of Sira. There was blood, or ooze depending on the image, everywhere. There were several bodies, crumpled and probably dead, but sometimes they were severed tentacles instead. It all looked like some horrible nightmare, and in a way it was.

Aidara! You have to get Natalie out of here! It's back, and it still wants her. They are going to kill me first, and then come for her. You have to run!

At the same time Natalie heard pounding on the door of her aerie. A man shouted, his voice hysterical and full of fear "Aidara! Endal Aidara, come quick, we need you. Sira's gone insane!"

Sira tore another man apart, her beak easily ripping his flesh from his body. Addy saw it all, flashes of a tentacle and a man interchanging between one another. It was gruesome and it was horrible, and Sira only thought that she was fighting for her life. All the images stopped, but the emotions never did. That was all Addy could sense from her bondmate after that, blind fear and rage..
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Aidara on October 7th, 2012, 4:19 am

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Having managed to obtain a small chunk of chocolate, Addy had bee-lined it back to her apartment, ready to share the rare treat with Sira and their daughter. “Honey, I’m home!” Bursting thought the doorway with a smile on her face and a cheery call to the rest of her family, on her lips, Addy gently set the chocolate aside before stooping to unlace her boots. One and then the other were kicked off, thudding dulling against the stone wall before landing in a pile near the door; a number of discarded footwear already occupied the space. Green eyes lingered at the mess for a moment or two, a soft sigh and a shake of her head the only indication she gave of her disapproval. Once upon a time, Addy had been a clean freak.

But that was before she had a child. Now, clean was a distant memory.

Shrugging off the scarf she had tugged over her shoulders to ward off the evening chill, Addy slung that over one of the many hooks she’d had some poor Avora pound into the solid stone. It had been worth his effort though. Her scarves looked so nice hanging there in a row like that. “Natalie?” Fingering the tasseled end a simple black scarf, the little woman tried to pick out a knot that had formed as she called for her daughter. “Natalie! I’m home!” and when there was still no answer, “Honey?”

Finally there was a distant flutter of wing beats, a scuffling of talons on stone before light footfalls scampered towards where Addy stood. Bracing herself just a moment too late, the healer staggered backwards as her daughter flung herself at her mother, jumping and extending her arms. They both laughed as Addy hugged her daughter tight, kissing the top of her crimson head before setting her back down. There was a pang of sadness that accompanied action, for soon Natalie would be her mothers size, and Addy would no longer be able to hold and coddle her daughter.

“Look what I got for us!” Battling off the sadness with a dimpled smile, Addy snatched the hunk of chocolate from the shelf and cupped it between both hands, holding it out to the young girl. Natalie stared for a moment or two, her eyes narrowing suspiciously as she leaned forwards to sniff at the lump. “What is it?”

“What…is it? Seriously? It's chocolate!” Addy had to laugh, grabbing her daughter’s wrist and plopping the whole thing onto her palm. By now the healer expected Sira to have winged away with her daughter to indulge in this kind of stuff while Addy worked; Natalie knew that when one mom said no, the other would most surely say yes.

“Go on, try some.” Natalie tentatively nibbled on a corner, smacked her lips and swallowed. There was a moment of silence before the young girls eyes widened and she looked back down at the treasure in her hands. “Wow, Momma!”

“You can have it. Go on!” Giving her shoulder a shove, Addy waited for Natalie to disappear back into her room before settling down into her comfy chair. No sooner had she kicked her feet up and pulled a book off the shelf, flipping to a random page than she was assaulted with Sira’s shout, instantly bringing Addy back to her feet.

Sira! What! Where are you? Who is coming for her?! She knew her lover had gone out, but she didn’t know where to; though the panic in Sira’s voice made Addy want to instantly run to the woman’s aid, her feet felt nailed to the floor. But they were coming for their daughter?! Where was she going to run too? Was Sira even in the city? And then the images started flooding in.

Blood and gore swam behind her eyes, all of it blending into a frightening mix of what shouldn’t be; Addy had instantly recognized the sultry haze that was Inclement Weather, the revelers screaming and running rather than bumping and grinding. Running from what? Since it was from Sira’s perspective, Addy could hardly see that it was her lover that had caused the destruction. Instead, in the final flashes in which Addy could discern one thing from another before it all became a chaotic mess in her head, she saw them. The tentacles.

“No no… no no no no…” And then she was flying to her daughter’s door, flinging it open and rushing in to where Natalie sat nibbling on her chocolate. The little girl looked up with a smile on her face, beaming until she saw the look on her mothers face. “Momma, what’s wrong?” Her already high voice trilled a few more octaves higher, alarm darkening her cheeks as they flushed.

Panting from the pure panic that raced through her, Addy tried to hush her daughter as she tried to catch her breath. “Shhh, sweetie it’s okay. Just… just stay in your room. I have to go find Mom. Can you promise you’ll stay in your room?” Mutely, the little girl nodded, and Addy joined her, satisfied that she would do as told. “And fly. If anyone other than your mother or I come into the Aerie, fly away. You got that?” Another mute nod and Natalie clutched the chocolate to her chest, wide-eyed as Addy stood. “It’ll be okay. I love you.”

“I love you too, Momma.” A smile and a swift kiss to her forehead and Addy rushed out of the room and out of the aerie without even stopping for her shoes; the door was flung open as the healer kept barreling forward- straight into the man who shouted his way up the corridor.

“I know! Take me to her!” Panic welled in her chest, making it harder to breathe as they ran, the man keeping pace beside her as they navigated the twisting and dark corridors to the Weather. It seemed like forever, but Addy felt the sound of the music before she heard it.

Rounding the corner, the little healer was almost knocked over by the force of a group fleeing from the scene. “Run away if you know what’s good for you! She’s CRAZY!”

Furrowing her brow, Addy shouldered through the group as they ran past, working against the fleeing crowed to get into the Weather. Even if Sira wasn’t in there… so much blood! She had to help! The darkness when she finally made it through didn’t make things any easier, the full run at which she entered the doorway sending her sprawling on her face as her feet caught on something next to the door. Hissing as the rough stone cut her hands and knees, Addy fought to regain her footing as she looked around for who or what tripped her. All the irritation vanished, replaced by a cold sinking feeling as she saw the decapitated man only a few feet away. The woman who screamed had been screaming crazy as she ran suddenly sounded loudly in Addy’s ears. “Oh god…” They really were here for her daughter! And Sira had lost all control with the fear of it all!

And then Sira shrieked, somewhere behind her, the piercing scream of an eagle multiplying as it rebounded off the domed ceiling. Sira! I’m here! Sira! Spinning till she caught sight of Sira’s massive form, Addy ran forward, gaze casting around at the ground and the fallen, keeping an eye out for the ooze and the tentacles she had seen in her minds eye. But when she stopped just a few feet from where Sira flailed her wings, she hadn’t encountered a single one.

SIRA! STOP NOW! Raising her mental voice to a bellow, Addy put in some of the command she held over her bond mate into the words and simply waited for them to take effect. To the Endal and Avora with the ropes, Addy shoved them physically away, wrestling with a few and hanging on their arms before they would let go of the ropes. “Get away. Let her free. I can handle this! Let her go!” Some of the panic had taken a back seat to the shock of seeing her lover in such a state, simple anger replacing the void it left at the sight of the men trying to restrain her. It was a quiet anger though, all flashing eyes and cold words. “How dare you treat a Wind Eagle that way. And my bond mate, no less. Get out. GET OUT!”

None of the men said a word, though a few returned the hateful glances, throwing their ropes to the floor before they turned and left. Waiting until only she and Sira remained, Addy turned back to the Kelvic. “What the PETCH IS GOING ON!”
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on October 24th, 2012, 9:21 pm

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The Inclement Weather was mostly empty by the time Aidara got inside, save for those trying to pin down the giant bird with their ropes. The music had stopped, the musicians finally noticing what was happening, and fleeing the scene with everybody else. Sira had worn herself out very quickly, probably a result of all the alcohol and the funkus mushroom she had unknowingly ingested, and wasn't putting up much of a fight by the time Aidara started pushing the men away from her.

"She's not a real Wind Eagle," one of them muttered angrily as he let go of his rope, "She's just a crazy bitch who needs to be put down before she kills more people."

Eventually they all relented and went away, leaving Aidara alone with Sira who was now heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her heart beating way faster than it normally would. Sira no longer knew what was happening, not that she did before, but her whole world was just a haze of blood and gore and insane colors shifting all around her. The only emotion Addy could sense from her bondmate was terror.

When Aidara shouted, the wind eagle spun in her direction and looked as if she was about to lash out. Sira didn't lash out though, and just stared at the healer, a look of vague recognition in her eyes. For a long time she didn't move, just standing there tense and ready to strike. For a long time she couldn't figure out what she was looking at, but finally, Addy would see her relax ever so slightly.

...Ad... Aidara? Is that you?

Sira still wasn't sure, she couldn't figure out what she was looking at exactly, though she was certain she had recognized Addy's voice. Somewhere in the back of her mind, some remaining bit of sanity was telling her not to trust what she saw with her eyes. Whatever she was seeing when she looked at Addy, she couldn't believe it. But she could believe her ears, and she knew for certain Aidara has spoken.

Addy.. I, Sira's voice was filled with confusion as she spoke. I don't know... I.. the monster. It was here, I saw it. I.. it was after me. The man, I don't know what happened to him. I was with him, and then I saw the ooze, and then.. then the monster came. It came for me, and then everybody came for me. They're.. the ooze, it got them all.

Sira's eyes focused on Aidara for a moment, before looking around the room. She saw the dead bodies, though what exactly they were didn't exactly register in her mind. She was still seeing colors, and things were dancing that shouldn't have been dancing. Somewhere in her mind, now that she had Aidara as an anchor, she began to work out what had happened, though she still didn't quite realize the severity of it all.

Addy.. I think.. I think I've been drugged.

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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Aidara on November 1st, 2012, 4:55 am

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“Now wait just a minute!” Whirling on the man who had the gall to insult her bondmate, Addy stalked over and reached up to point a finger directly into his chest. The nameless Avora reluctantly slowed the hasty retreat he and his companions had beat towards the door; he was puffing slightly from the effort of holding Sira down, his mood obviously soured. When Addy called him to a stop his face only darkened further, though the little Endal woman hardly seemed to notice the dangerous thundercloud that roiled under his features; he managed to hold is tongue as the woman approached and it was his only redeeming quality. Stopping directly under his nose and tilting her head back to meet his angry gaze, Addy met his glare with flashing green eyes; it looked a bit ridiculous as he towered over her, but the healer didn’t seem intimidated in the slightest.

“How dare you speak treat a Wind Eagle that way!” Repeating her statement, Addy put a hard emphasis on the word the second time around. Both of the women were painfully aware of the tenuous state of their acceptance among their peers; Sira was an oddity that they didn’t even try to understand while Addy was an Avora in Endal clothes, only having risen to the top of the ranks thanks to her freak of an eagle. “What are you, Chiet? Mend books in the Enclave? Perhaps you pick the worms out of the apples that we eat?” Her voice dripping with scorn, Addy let the entire situation get to her. The night had been shaping into one of the better ones in a long while, the prospect of an entire evening with her daughter and her lover putting Addy into a glorious mood.

“I’m Avora, actually.” It wasn’t this man’s fault that it had been shattered, but he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and most definitely said the wrong things. However, he seemed to possess some amount of intelligence and managed to note the danger that the five-nothing woman represented. Lifting his hands in surrender, he took a step back from the pointed finger and shook his head. “Look, I didn’t-“

“You didn’t what? Mean to say those things? Because I think you did. Convince me that you’re sorry or we’re going to the Valintar and I’m going to have your balls chopped off. ” Stepping forward to close the gap between them, Addy poked her finger right back where it was before and narrowed her eyes in a glare. The Avora knew who Addy was and that she had the authority to follow through with her threat, whether he agreed with it or not.

Gulping and glancing over his shoulder towards where his friends hovered at the door, watching in silence and with wide eyes, the Avora turned back to Addy and spread his hands further apart. “Listen, Endal, I didn’t...”

“Endal Aidara.”

“Endal Aidara…” He conceded with a gathering of his eyebrows as the glower deepened. “I didn’t think that… You weren’t here when she started attacking everyone!” Pointing wildly over to where Sira was, the Avora finally threw his arms up in complete frustration. “Crazy really isn’t too far off the mark…”

Already pushed to her limits, Addy felt her anger flare sharply at the man’s reoccurring insolence; the edges of her vision darkened and she heard a loud rushing in her ears. It was only the slight shock that her could continue to openly insult her and obviously flout her authority that kept the little woman from lashing out. The Avora dragged his gaze from where Sira lay and looked back down at the little healer. The emotions that exploded within the small woman must have been written clearly on her face, for the man seemed to instantly realize his mistake and stumbled back a few paces.

With a growl, Addy followed and lunged at him, the anger and frustration of all those seasons of being an outcast boiling over into this moment. It was only sheer luck that Sira called out to her lover at the exact moment that Addy curled her fingers into claws and gathered herself to leap at the Avora’s face. Pained, tired and completely vulnerable, Sira’s voice in Addy’s mind immediately drew her up short.

It’s me, Sira. Though her blood still boiled, she tried to make her voice sound as soft as possible. She could yell at Sira later. Turning, Addy stepped slowly towards where the giant bird lay heaving in a pile on the floor. Released from the fiery little woman’s murderous gaze, the Avora beat a hasty retreat as soon as Addy turned her back, rejoining his friends a the door as the group of them bolted from the Weather.

There is no ooze, no monster Sira. No tentacles. You are safe. Stopping a few feet away, Addy squatted down next to the bird’s head, leaning forward on the balls of her feet as she reached to place a gentle hand on Sira’s beak; there was now no doubt in Addy’s mind that her lover had been drugged. It would be foolish to get within striking range should the Kelvic woman begin to lash out in fear once more. Just calm down and shift back so I can talk to you. Though she would never say such a thing out loud, Addy was terrified of what Sira could accidently do to her in her true form. The power and deadly grace that her lover naturally imbibed were usually attractive and sexy. Right now…

Shaking her head, Addy stood and crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for Sira to respond. It was a struggle to contain the frustration she felt; it seemed like neither of them could ever do anything by half. Of course Sira would try drugs and go completely bonkers, killing everyone within talon range…

“Petch!” Caught completely off guard by the whole situation, the sheer panic in Sira’s voice when she first summoned Addy had made the woman determined to get to her lovers side and nothing else. The thread of the tentacle monster coming back to Mizahar had been bad enough that the healer hadn’t even considered those Sira had injured in her outburst. Quickly stepping from where Sira lay, Addy grabbed one of the nearby lights and hurried to the nearest body. It was a woman, sprawled on her back and completely nude. Reaching for her throat and searching for her pulse, Addy couldn’t help but idly notice that the woman had been a real beauty. Her skin was frigid to the touch and the little woman was not surprised when she found no sign of life.

Moving onto the next, she repeated the process, pressing her first and middle fingers right under each individuals jaw and holding it there, closing her eyes as she felt for a heartbeat. Half the time it wasn’t necessary and Addy could tell just by looking at them that they were long gone, felled by gruesome wounds inflicted by Sira’s deadly claws and beak. After the second or third corpse, Addy stopped trying to avoid walking in the blood; it had pooled and congealed everywhere and the little healer was soon covered in it. Once or twice the body was still warm, forcing Addy to extend her power into the fallen Inarta and search for signs of life. And every time she found nothing.

“Good god, there must be almost a dozen…” Rising from the final body, a tiny man who could have almost looked as if he were sleeping had his throat not been ripped out, Addy rubbed her hand over her face, crying out in dismay as she smeared blood from her jaw to her forehead. Taking the hem of her vinati and wiping her face as best she could, Addy fought and failed to restrain the growl of frustration that bubbled from her throat. “God damn it, Sira.”

Addy knew that she should be comforting and by her lovers side, consoling her and trying to coax her back into her human form so that she could make sure Sira hadn’t hurt herself in her rampage, but Addy found herself unable to go back to Sira’s side. The panic she had felt… She told Natalie to fly away… How were they going to explain this to their daughter…? No. If Addy went back to Sira’s side now, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from slapping some sense into her. Instead, she turned to face where the Wind Eagle lay, crossed her arms and waited.
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An Unfortunate Incident at the Inclement Weather

Postby Sira on November 1st, 2012, 4:00 pm

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Shifting back to her human form wasn't something Sira was ready to do yet. Though Aidara was there, and that was comforting, she was still seeing things that frightened her. When Addy began to go and examine the bodies, Sira's fear only grew more. First, there was the fear of being alone in whatever was going on, but then her more irrational side kicked in. The drugs kicked in, and once again Sira was seeing things that were not there. Aidara was walking in it, she was walking in the ooze! What was she doing to the bodies? Why was she walking in the ooze?

And then Sira felt her bondmates anger, and Addy's words frightened Sira even more. When the healer turned back to face her Addy was back on her talons in an instant, fighting the exhaustion that was trying to overtake her as she slowly started to back away. Whatever rationality Sira had left was easily buried by the fear that overtook her, the fear of the woman she loved most in all the world.

No.. Addy, no. No.. no, no, no... ...you.. you walked in it...

Sira continued to back away until her tail feathers touched the wall, causing her to jerk with surprise. Sira realized she was trapped, that in her current form, there was no way out. But Addy had walked in the ooze, and Sira wasn't sure what that meant, but she knew she couldn't trust her anymore. Not yet.. not when the monster was so near. She needed to escape.

A groan from the ground nearby caused Sira to look away from her bondmate for an instant. It was a man.. a man missing an arm. Sira vaguely recognized him as the one who had drugged her, but such thoughts were far from the front of her mind at that moment. Surprisingly, he was still alive, though he wouldn't last long with the blood he was losing. Not everyone Sira had attacked had been killed, though many had. Sira didn't care to finish him off, she only wanted to escape, and he was the final push that sent her over the edge.

Spreading her wings Sira ran toward her bondmate and beat them down toward the ground. She had no desire to hurt Aidara, even if she was controlled by the monster now, and her charge was meant only to frighten her. Sira was several feet off the ground after a single beat of her wings, sending her right over Aidara's head, and when she landed on the other side of the healer she shifted back into human form and made a break for it towards the exit to the club. Running was hard, especially since she had to try to avoid the ooze as much as possible, but Sira eventually made it to the door and ran out, only to be stopped by a familiar face.

"Sira! Sira, it's me, your brother. What need to calm down!"

It was Kavik. Of her two brothers, who were twins, Kavik was the one Sira liked the least. Toby was friendly, and always understanding, but Kavik was ambitious and didn't care about anyone but himself. Still.. seeing a familiar face did calm her somewhat. More importantly, he had come from outside the club, which meant there was no chance that he had touched the ooze.

"Kavik! We have to get out of here! They're all been infected, they're trying to kill me. I have to get to Natalie and get her safe!"

"Nobody's been infected, Sira. You are just.. something is wrong with you."

Sira's eyes widened at his words, and she backed up a step.
"No.. not you too. How? You weren't.. unless.. unless it's already out." Fear overtaking her again, Sira ran past her brother and started down the hall.

"Sira wait!

Sira paused, she didn't know why, but she paused and turned around. Maybe.. she needed someone she can trust, and she still didn't know for sure that Kavik had stepped in the ooze. When she turned around she was met with the hard end of a fist to her face, and in an instant she was down and out.

"Sorry, sis.. but you would have just hurt people."

By that time Addy had likely caught up to them and seen what had happened. Kavik glanced at her, knowing who she was only because they were both endals. They had never really spoken, as Kavik usually had nothing to do with his sister or her lovers, but Kavik knew who Aidara was at least.

"What happened in there," he asked as he bent down to scoop up the crumpled form of his sister. "They told me she went on a killing rampage.. I had to knock her out before she went and hurt someone else."

Sira groaned a bit in Kaviks arms as he lifted her off the ground, and the flight leader tensed, but the kelvic did not stir more than that. Sira was down for the count, and at most she had a busted nose. There were still survivors in the Inclement Weather, including the one who had drugged Sira in the first place, and they should have been Aidara’s first priority. Sira could wait. But the thing about love was that it often made people irrational. Only Addy knew what she would do, but if asked to, Kavik would take his sister to the infirmary or wherever Aidara wanted before washing his hands of the mess and going back to his life. This was exactly the reason he didn’t like Sira, aside from the fact that she was a kelvic, she was always getting into some kind of trouble.

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