Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jul 4, 2015 11:59:40 GMT
Those scarlet eyes would watch as the young man would struggle, eventually dropping to his knees in excruciating pain. "That is your collar disciplining your incorrect actions." She said with a cadence to her words, smiling, "Don't worry, once you're trained it won't happen a--"
The rock was chucked at her with much malice though unfortunately for the bird would not as much satisfaction with it landing. The rock would pass right through her, her being wisping into smoke a moment to allow such passage before solidifying again with an amused smirk. "Such a rude stray you are."
"Once I get out of this necklace, your ass is mine."
Elsie blinked before an amused chuckle escaped her lips, "Oh yes, I've never been threatened before." Turning her back to him she would pause to listen carefully .... Nope, they were still alone. She could work with that convenience and would spin back around in a dancing fashion to the kneeling phoenix. "Never harm me physically wither it be directly or indirectly." She would say before walking forward to attempt petting his hair again. If he attempted to go against the command at first she would allow any strikes to hit air through shifting into her smoke form. If the collar's disciplinary power was enabled through such means, she would wait patiently. Watching him squirm and writhe a while before moving her gloved hand forward to pet his hair with a surprising gentleness.
"Let me assist you through this transition." The little girl said with a false kind smile, "You are mine and you will do as I tell you. Simple as that, alright? .... Look at me." Her hand would grasp the boy's hair in a fist and would attempt to yank his gaze from where ever it might be though the collar would probably respond accordingly as well. Regardless her grip on his hair would remain and she'd smile. "Now if I'm anything it's understanding so if you have a question I can answer a few before rebooting your brain and allowing you to go back to your little school. Have to take care of my new things or they won't function properly, yes?" And would laugh lightly, still not loosening her grip on the phoenix's hair.
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 7, 2015 2:10:29 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ NOTES: ---- | What in the flying fuck was that? Why in the seven hells did he just get the piss shocked out of him like a very naughty pet? That baffled him while his hand remained on the collar. The pain had knocked him breathless for a good moment and while he gathered his questionable wits, Elsie let him verbally have it about his choice. Trained? Trained? He wasn't some kind of pet to be "trained". Nor was he a stray that needed to be taken into a home of some random person. Iriel felt damn right insulted over her words and it showed on his pained face.
His threat did nothing to her and he doubted he could up hold that threat currently. Iriel was not violent in nature. He didn't do anything to cause anyone physical pain and if he did it was usually an accident.
The bird made no reply to her words and merely concentrated on the thing around his neck. Surely, it would come off! Even as he clawed at it with his right hand he kept telling himself it would come off regardless of what the small vampire took from it or what she had done to the necklace. It would come off. But all he managed to do was scratch at his neck, making small uncomfortable cuts into his flesh with his nails.
When she came close and touched him, the bird lashed out with a single hand. A moment later, he was back on the ground in pain, almost to the point of a scream but he just kept it in. She might be hurting him but he wasn't about to scream. She would like that probably. Instead, he just bit his lip and let the pain pass. By then, the tiny vampire had a firm hold of his hair that just added to the pain he all ready felt.
That was it for Iriel. He was done with this and he was done with her. Having the camels back snapped once and now this was enough to cause Iriel to want to do a GTA move on her ass. But, he couldn't. Not with having been shocked like he had been attached to an electric fense. But he had no trouble voicing his opinion. "Go suck a dick." With that, he promptly spat right in her eye out of spit. Teach her to pull his hair, no one pulls his hair unless he wants them too. Goddamnit. |
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jul 18, 2015 4:16:49 GMT
Elsie's head jerked back as the spit bullet reached its target. The little girl's mouth twisted in annoyed disgust as her now closed left eye burned with the unwanted sensation. Smacking her lips with a click sound she'd casually reach to wipe at said eye. "Well ...." The child vampire would begin, inwardly at peace with the situation upon hearing any indication that the phoenix was writhing in pain from disobeying her earlier order. ".... I don't suck dicks." The girl would wipe at her eye once more in an excruciatingly slow movement as she bitterly suppressed memories of her human life, "And if anyone were to try I would bite it off." Never again, god dammit ....
Opening her eyes now she would continue to watch the bird struggle with an emotionless gaze. And this is how she would remain until the brunt of the discipline would begin to wind down. Her next words she wanted to make sure he could grasp or else there was no reason, now was there? "I'll take it you're all knowing and have no questions then. Well clever good you." Her annoyance present in her tone of voice in the very least. "Allow me to begin then. Ahem,"
"You will not communicate tonight's happening with anyone in any manner. You will not communicate your knowing of me with anyone in any manner." And thus the rebooting began. Elsie had done this enough times to know the key orders. Over the centuries she had gone through her fair share of collared ones to have learned to cover all the bases. "You will not communicate with anyone in any manner of the true nature of the necklace. You will never so much as touch the gem that was taken from the necklace." And so she would continue. One right after the other. New laws for the phoenix to live by. As important and severe as the air he breathed, surely.
When she was finally done in reciting the many many orders she finally paused, allowing herself to catch up on her breath .... And would smile that original small masked smile. "And don't fucking spit in my direction again or I'll bite more than just a finger off." Yes, there was malice in her voice with that last one. That had not been amusing to her. If anything it had annoyed her, maybe even pissed her off. And, boy, was it apparent with that final statement.
And after a moment she would collect her thoughts with a calming lengthy inhale. "Your poor little mind must be spinning right now." The girl would move forward, regardless of how the young man was positioned at the moment (sitting, standing, laying down, etc) and would reach her hand out to pet him. How she seemed to like his hair. "I'll wait a while before sending you back to sleep so you don't black out first. It would be rather bothersome if you passed out out here, ja?"
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 20, 2015 22:36:25 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ NOTES: ---- | This was not how Iriel wanted to spend his night. He did not want to be collared nor did he want to be withering on the ground in pain like he was right now. Who would of thought that making her eye sting would bring about such pain from disobeying her? All he could do was lay there and take what was given to him in the worst way. By the time the collar gave him his dose, he didn't bother moving again.
He was tired, twitching, and overall just wanting to go to sleep. Maybe this was all a very bad dream. It had to be really. Because he didn't see the worth of someone collaring him like this, turning him into a pet. He wasn't a fighter, or a healer, or anything majestic or name worthy. He was just a stupid phoenix with a horrible memory. Yet, here he was on collared and pissed off.
He gasped for air and his hands rested about his neck protectivly as if that would stop the necklace from harming him again. He said nothing to the little vampire not because he didn't want too but because he had other things to worry about---like air.
His body finally settled down while she recited her casual commands that would lock his lips from ever spilling out what happened. He couldn't tell Electra, he couldn't go to Misha, and he couldn't explain anything to Neil. His roommate would notice this right off the bat either by the sight of the collar or the strange smell he carried. How long could he lie to him or his friends? He wanted to go to them and tell them everything and find a way to get this off but now that wasn't happening. Worst of all, he was stuck with her now.
When her hand moved through his sweaty hair, the boy pulled back in silent disapproval. He didn't want her touching him in any way even if it was innocent hair petting. The fight left him for the moment. He didn't want to get shocked again.
All of this just had to be a very, very bad dream. One he could wake up from and in the morning, laugh about it. |
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