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Bastion Bux
The Odd Beginning of B
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Lorn crouched in the woods behind a bush watching a rabbit hop across the clearing in front of him towards the trap he had set up, his black wings tucked in close behind him. He was so dark that he blended in with the shadows of the forests and wasn't easy to spot. He kept a bag half full of already killed prey next to him. He knew he would have to fill it before returning to the witch that was his master. Already he felt her pull in the gold shackles about his neck wrist and ankles. They looked to have no chains or connection to anything, but this was hardly the case.
Vivi was asleep in a tree nearby. The fae had decided to take a nap that afternoon and was slumbering soundly the trees leaves hiding most of her colourful form, her blue hair fluttering in the breeze gently
Lorn ignored the witched pull, knowing very well that if he should return without the bag full he would be punished greatly. The witch was not one to take even a simple failure kindly, the marks on his flesh from past failing barely visible do to his dark skin. His read hair was tied back in a braid to keep it out of his face. He watched patiently as the rabbit got even closer to the trap, a slight pain going through his body at the witches impatience
Vivi continued to nap undisturbed by the creature hunting nearby. Slumbering soundly for the time being
The trap went of with a clack as the rabbit was caught at last. Lorn moving to collect his prize. He would snap the poor things neck before tossing it in the bag with the others
The screech the rabbit makes when caught is unpleasant to say the least. The poor bunnies cries making vivi wake up and try to sit up with a jerk only to slip off the branch and get wrapped up in her cloak before it caught on another limb sending her hurling down and landing on the ground with a crash. The fae laying in the tall grass winded a moment "ow..." She jumped to her feet and shook her fist at the tree "stupid tree..." She wandered over and kicked its trunk only to end up hopping on one foot clutching a stunned toe and cussing a blue streak
Lorn startled hearing something fall and the voice of a woman cursing. He stashed his bag of rabbits in hiding and drawing his hunting blade moved cautiously and quietly to see what it was. He kept low to the ground as he moved, his twilight skin making for perfect camouflage. He wore nothing but a loin cloth to coved his modesty, allowing for free movement.
Vivi finally stopped hopping and sighed running a hand through her vivid blue hair plucking out a few leaves and dusting herself off. Rolling her eyes as she realizes her sleeve is torn then shrugs still grumbling a bit
He came across the female but kept hidden afraid that she might freak out and react the way others had. Yet he felt a pull and warmth rise inside him he had not felt before. He continued to watch as a bee now stung the fairy woman
Vivi had finally started to calm down when the bee stung her making her yelp and jump in the air before turning and seeing the bee. She begins shooing it with her hands a bit wildly which only made the bee and a few others chase her around the tree looking quite comical "holy fuck...what’s with nature today….I’m on your side...argh..... hey...get...stop!...my hair is NOT a flower!" She squealed and tried to run away and hide in the tall grass
Lorn couldn't help but laugh at the site, thought he tried not to. He cried out as the woman ran right for him and tripped over his form. "Ow" he said his green demonic like eyes looking to Vivi.
She tripped over the demon and went tumbling head over heels finally landing on her back with her feet in the air "ugh... this day is awesome...why did I get up again? " She looked up spotting the man, she was upside down and blinked at him, her violet eyes going wide "oh...shit..." She rolled over grass sticking in her hair and clothes and her hair a wild mess as she sat up “I’m really sorry, I’m really a damn klutz, really I am" She smiled trying to pull the debris from her clothes
He backed away from her fear in his eyes that she might hurt him "I'm sorry.. Please don't hurt me” He says in a voice that doesn't match his looks. it's masculine but sweet and submissive. He holds up his arm flinching away as if expecting a hit to follow, that same odd warmth tugging him to move closer to Vivi even though he shows fear of her.
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