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Characters: Duzell and you!
Setting: Dorms/cafeteria
Format: Action preferred, but I’ll match!
Summary: Duzell’s arrival and wondering what the heck’s going on. It’s just an innocent cat strolling along and taking in the sights. Nothing suspicious here!
Warnings: Maybe biting?

[As soon as he reads the letters, he sets out of the room to see what’s going on outside. The room looks like something of Pheliosta castle. If Lassen and his pawns were trying to trick him into thinking he got teleported to some random place, they had another thing coming. Duzell isn’t going to be fooled by them again.

In case this place really is dangerous (not like he is worried; he is way more powerful than whatever humans he could run across), he decides to prowl around the halls as a cat. He could get away with being cute and no one would suspect a cat of doing anything funny.]

[Duzell finds his way to the cafeteria after hearing some humans talk about it. He just looks at the bowl of oatmeal and sniffs at the weird slimy goop. He makes a disgusted face (as much as a cat can) and bats the bowl aside with his paw. Whoops, looks like he just made a mess. He makes it even worse by stepping over the oatmeal and then walking all over the floor. He’d much rather have blood.

Humans are trusting of cute little animals, right? The kyawl perches on the table and lazily stretches his hind legs. He’ll just curl up and wait for some poor sap to show up and feed him. What cruel soul would let a defenseless cat starve?]

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[ After having a mental break down because of seeing someone close to her, Ishtar decided to venture the dorms, and see what she could find. Her eyes might have been red from crying, but they weren't too bad.

She hid them well with her bangs after all. Ishtar then noticed something from the corner of her eyes, prowling around. That feline from afar, looked highly familiar, like she had seen it before. She couldn't quite place her finger on it right now, seeing she was a little upset, and it was kind of eerie.

She walked towards it faster, taking quick steps, while her hand rested on her sword just in case it wasn't what she thought it was. ]

[Not too many people around, Duzell notices. The castle usually bustles with the princess’s servants. And there is also that dumb bodyguard of hers, trampling around with all his men. Her meddling cousin, who-

No, Yujinn was gone. His death hurt Ishtar, even though it’s obvious all humans die someday.

The small feline proudly struts down the hallway, looking up at the humans that pass by. Someone starts toward him from the distance, triggering his attention. His eyes go straight to the hilt of the weapon, the immediate threat. What kind of idiot would pull a sword on a harmless little cat?

Oh, Ishtar. Never mind.]

Meow. [Playing innocent.]

[ Ishtar didn't really want to hold onto her weapon the way she did, but there was no room for mistakes here and Ishtar would rather not be another monster's food for the day. She lowered her hand when she heard the meowing. ]

[ That definitely sounded familiar, though it wasn't Bells. This was not the normal cat that she had for a pet, this was...it was really, wasn't it? She stopped walking when she noticed the familiar shape of the cat. There was no doubt about it, The cat was definitely Duzell.

Then, was it her Duzell? The one she knew, or was it another one from home where he no memories of the time they spent together, or the times she had been hurt by him. When she stood up, she walked carefully over towards him, lowering her body and reaching for him. ]

Is...that really you...Duzie...Duzell?

Edited 2012-07-17 18:36 (UTC)

[What kind of question was that? He bares his fangs to show her, and then snarks.] (No, it's some other talking cat.)

[He spares a look at her sword, and easily shrugs it off. Not like he believes she would ever use that. As far as he knew, Ishtar is terrible at fighting, and would just trip over Sidia if she tries to use it.

The cat sits down on his furry butt and lazily begins licking at the back of his paw. His long fur moves in waves from every twitch of his ears.]

(Real funny prank, princess. Who wrote the letters? Keld?)

[ Ishtar reached out slowly, to his head before petting him. He didn't feel fake, in fact, everything was real. The fur, his fangs. She stroked his ears a little bit. It might have seemed strange for him, but it's been a long time since she had seen him, since knowing what had happened to him back home. She couldn't help but be a little strange. ]

I'm serious here, Duzell... [ Her tone was soft, but firm when she said that. She clicked Sidia quietly back into its sheath as she sat there. Unfortunately, for Duzell, there were things he'd be really surprised with when he saw what she was capable of now.

Ishtar eventually picked up the cat that was sitting on its butt, and cradled him in her arms. ]

It's not a prank....it's far from that...

[Duzell looks at her weirdly. She is touching him like she thinks he will break or suddenly turn into a bat and fly away. He doesn’t care that she was touching him, and the cat in him enjoys it. His chest starts rumbling with purring sounds, and he rubs his head against her hand.]

(Did I say I was joking?)

[He has no idea what she’s talking about. Before he can ask, she picks him up and cradles him in her arms. Ishtar does this all the time. It doesn’t bother him anymore, not really.]

(I can’t stay with you forever, Ishtar. You’re engaged to that soldier boy. I bet he’ll tell you to get rid of me.)

[Might as well get it out of the way. He doesn’t want to stay with them after they get married. He can’t stand seeing them acting all lovely dovey everyday.]

[ Ishtar lowered her eyes a little when her retorted back. It was strange that she was talking to a cat that was probably 'meowing' for all anyone could see, but she was definitely talking to him, like it was the most normal thing ever. Ishtar was glad that he still reacted this way, when she was petting him. It proved to her how real he was, and how he was here.

He was here...why? She didn't know why but she didn't question it right now. ]

Normal cats can't talk the way you do, Duzie.

[ She replied in a half attempt to joke. Clearly, he could see she wasn't exactly in the brightest of moods right now. She hugged him a little tighter to her chest. She did think that he would disappear again, and leave her. He was already gone at home. ]

It doesn't matter how long you stay with me, Duzie, I won't let you go again.

[ She closed her eyes. ]

Darres will have to deal with it. I'm not getting rid of you, at least not that easily.

[ She replied. By now, he might have noticed that he was getting hit with water droplets.

Hey was that Ishtar crying?

Yes, it was. Ishtar had her eyes closed, but tears, were rolling down her face. It didn't matter right now, if she looked pathetic, or out of place. She was happy, relieved, because he was here...and alive. ]

Edited 2012-07-17 23:28 (UTC)

(When the hell did you lose your sarcastic edge, Ishtar?)

[He would have to be as stupid as ~~Darres~~ some people to not know that she is upset right now. They didn't spend all that time traveling around Pheliosta together for fun and games. He knows her moods pretty well. She probably knows him too, a little bit.]

(Maybe I won't wanna stick around.)

[That's a weird thing to hear her say. She isn't going to let him go? What made her all weepy like this?]

(Princess, get a hold of yourself.)

[When she doesn't stop crying, he shifts back into his vampire form and picks her up. He darts back in the room where he'd woken up, and locks the door behind them. Plop, down she goes on the bed, with his serious face looking right at her.]

What are you crying for? Did someone try to hurt your friends again?

[Sakuma's searching through the tower for his friends. He's pretty sure he knows what happened to them and why they're missing but that's not stopping him. Maybe, just maybe they're around here somewhere and not locked away and forced into some weird experiment. Maybe Sakuma just has shitty luck in tracking them down.

So he searches.

When he reaches the cafeteria, he pokes his head in the doorway. Seeing that it's empty, he turns away to go back to looking for his friends but the sight of something on one of the tables stops him.

Is that... a cat?]

[ He didn't get much of a response from her, only more tears that streamed down her face. Ishtar was beyond able to talk right now. The emotions were rushing in.

She wondered, what he would think about her not really being, well her? That was also a possibility that she had to consider. From what she knew, she wasn't the real one, just a mere imitation, but that didn't stop her from thinking that she could go home, or being able to see Darres and everyone again. She might be a fake, but her memories were real enough to her.

When he said that, she didn't really argue, but rather softly mumbled through sobs. ]

...I want...to to stick around..

[ the words were half jumbled but she was getting her point across, even if it sounded weak.

Nope, those words fell on deaf ears, as Ishtar sobbed even more now. When he picked her up, she didn't move, just remained there, stiff, while trying to recover herself.

What the hell was she suppose to say?

She didn't know. There was too much to talk about, too much to say. She didn't know where to start. When he dropped her on the mattress, was when she realized they were no longer outside. She looked at him for a moment, a forced smile through her lips as he asked her. ]

I don't know..where to start.

[ She whispered, still half jumbled as she tried to wipe the tears from her face. Unfortunately, there were more tears to replace the ones she wiped away. Screw this, she was going to cry until she couldn't cry anymore, even if Duzell was confused about all of this. ]

[It sure is! Feeling lazy, Duzell closes his eyes and relaxes on the table. His tail swishes back and forth in the air, over and over. After a long time, he creaks one eye open and sees a boy looking at him.

He opens his mouth and yawns while digging his claws into the table, acting every bit like a cat. He looks back at the boy and tips his head to the side.]

Meow.

[He heard her words, but they could talk later, without people gawking at the princess and wanting to stick their grubby little noses in her business. The vampire didn’t give a damn about what they thought, but if one of Ishtar’s hundreds of servants or friends stopped by and saw her like this, they would pamper and annoy her to death. Humans loved to gossip. It was like their life would be boring without spreading wildfires.

Once they were inside the room, Duzell takes a closer look at her. He didn’t remember all those scars on her arms. Where the fuck did those come from?? Was it Lassen? Had to be. That spineless little mongrel probably sent one of his puppets out to cut her up like a cat on a scratching post.

One long claw pressed over a nasty scratch on her arm. It had healed, but the scar would stay for a long time.] Ishtar, who did this to you?

[If she was crying because of the cuts, it made a little sense. Other than that, he didn’t see a reason for all her tears.

God. Why were humans so bloody delicate? Duzell couldn’t remember the last time he saw a vampire bawling her eyes out like this. What the hell did Ishtar expect him to do? He didn’t deal with sensitive and emotional things. Only humans did, and maybe some vampires that had a couple of strong emotions.

Ishtar always did like to hold him in his cat form, so he went back to being a kyawl, and crawled over to her.]

(The beginning, ‘cause I have no idea what you’re crying about. I’m not leaving right now.)

[ Ishtar didn't really care about what people were going to say when they saw her. It was far from that right now. She was upset, and she wanted to just let everything out. It had been so long since she had cried like this, but it was helping her get over it.

It was helping her prove that one of the people she cared about deeply, was unharmed and safe. He was out of Lassen's grasp, and out of the way of the trap that would have been laid out for him. She didn't understand why he had fallen for the trap, but she couldn't help but blame herself for being part of that reason. It would have been a long story to tell him who did it. There was only one person that she had known who could use plants that way. She didn't want to remember it, but she had also recalled the why it happened.

She didn't move as he traced the nasty scar on her arm, shaped like the veins of her arms.

They didn't hurt anymore. She couldn't feel the pain, only the scars that remained. ]

...

Edited 2012-07-18 19:36 (UTC)

[ She sat there, wiping the tears away, quietly, and no longer sobbing. After a few moments of hiccupping, she stopped crying, but she wasn't ready to talk yet.

She only stroked his head. Duzell, her Duzell, the vampire king, and her cat. She still felt that he would disappear again. ]

I don't...think I can take you seriously if we talk when you're in this form, Duzie.

[He let her pet him on the head, offering what little comfort he could without knowing what else to do. His ears perked up when she said she couldn’t talk to him in this form, and he just stared at her with those serious red specks.

If Ishtar wasn’t crying this much, he would’ve rolled his eyes. After all this time, there were still so many things about Ishtar that he couldn’t figure out. He thought it would be better to call in one of her human servants, or even Darres, to help her get through whatever mess she was in now. If someone hurt her, he could kill the bastard, but dealing with emotions and tears? Duzell was clueless.]

(Fine, fine.)

[Back to vampire form he went. He sat on the bed next to her, and pulled her close to him. He stretched out one of her arms and started looking at all the scars on it. For every one he found, he would cut down the bastard that did this to her, and make him really suffer.]

I’m gonna kill him, you know. [He declared after counting the fifth scar.] Don’t even think about hiding anything from me.

[ It was more than enough for Ishtar as she closed her eyes. At least, she could still feel him and know that he was still here with her. That was all that mattered right now to her. She didn't want to think about anything else at the moment.

Ishtar was dead serious when she said that. It was nice to talk to him when he was a cat, but it wasn't right, considering what she had to tell him. He'll probably thought she was crazy or something, telling him things that didn't make any sense, but when did she ever lie about stuff like that? She didn't pick crazy stories and caused herself injuries.

It was weird, having that strange closeness they used to share, but it also felt a little foreign. She was certain that he wasn't the same one, but he was still Duzell. Either way, it was Duzell, she wasn't going to complain, and the doctors didn't get him this time. She watched as he looked at her arms and softly touching them. She shook her head. ]

Lassen didn't do any of this Duzie. Lassen's....he's dead.

[ She bluntly stated. There was no remorse for her cold cousin. Ishtar did not like Lassen and they were always like cat and dog. ]

I'm not going to, but you're probably going to think I'm crazy.

He’d better be dead. [He growled, feeling disappointed that he hadn’t been the one to kill him. He remembered chanting the “La Gamme” spell to use on the cowardly bastard, but it must not have worked, since he was still alive. Damn. Maybe he didn’t learn the spell right. He felt doubtful of that, though. Duzell had always excelled at magic. Something wasn’t adding up here.]

I already know you’re crazy. [He snarked, but then toned it back down.] Not like you’re gonna change my mind now.

Just spill it, Ishtar. Maybe you’ll feel better after you get it off your chest. [Duzell wasn’t normally this nice to anyone, and if she ever let it slip about his attitude, he would deny it. He even touched her arm carefully and made sure his sharp claws wouldn’t accidentally add anymore scars. He never thought of Ishtar as being fragile, accident-prone as she was. It was weird to see her acting so raw and meek like this. Lassen must have really done a number on her. That fucking bastard.

Fourteen scars he counted, just on one fucking arm. He switched to her other one, and the number kept going higher and higher. Too bad Lassen was dead. If he ever got reincarnated, Duzell would hunt him down and torture him then. He could wait; he had already lived for centuries.]

He is, and you've killed him...at the cost of your life.

[ Seeing, he might have already knew what was going on and not asking questions about Lassen. Ishtar kept her tone even as she continued. ] No, it's not like that Duzell. This is on an entirely different level.

[ She shook her head. ] Fine...don't blame me if you don't get what I'm talking about here.

[ The girl mused, taking a deep breath before speaking again, while dealing with the uncomfortably gentle touch that he was giving her. They were not done by Lassen, and she just stated that. Why did he continued to think it was Lassen? Lassen would have done things far worse than this. ]

Lassen didn't hurt me. He never got his hands on me. When you died...I was in this place...it was an experiment facility, and that's where these scars came from. I've been there for three and half years Duzell.

[He did? But there was no way he could’ve survived the dangerous Holy spell.] La Gamme kills the caster too, Ishtar. Not that I have to tell you that. [She should know because of her grandfather.]

Try me. [He was probably going to think she fell and hit her head really hard on something. He thought the letter about getting rescued from his destroyed world was full of bull. Some brainless moron trying to get his jollies off by pulling a prank that wasn’t even funny.

There was no limit to what her crazy cousin could do. Duzell could just look at Lailis and figure that out right off the bat. But on the same token, no one else hated Ishtar this badly. Her other relatives were tame compared to Lassen.]

An experimental facility… right. And it’s this tower?

[That definitely makes him curious enough to take a closer look. So even though he should be more cautious, considering where he is, Sakuma approaches the cat since so far it looks and acts normal.

When he reaches the table it's sitting on, he bends down so he's eye level with the cat and peers at it while wondering where it came from. Genda would love to see it and he's about to turn around to go fetch his friend when he remembers he's missing.

He heaves a sigh and frowns. Maybe the cat will still be here when Genda shows up again.

Hesitantly, he reached out towards the cat.]

[Duzell has no problem keeping up the act. Humans aren’t very hard to fool, especially the younger ones. When the boy is right in front of him, he doesn’t do anything that would alarm him. The only thing that might look strange about him is the red color of his eyes. He just meows again, and then lifts a paw to start licking at it.

The hand comes toward him, and he leans forward too, rubbing it with his head.

He feels a little hungry, and he isn’t going to put that slimy looking goop in his mouth. The boy is small and probably can’t offer very much blood. Maybe he knows some bigger humans, adults that would be easy to bite and ditch.]

[ Ishtar shook her head as he said that. ] You're probably take from the period you cast it or before you used it.

[ She replied looking off. ] I know what La Gamme does. It's a spell that I wouldn't use unless it was a life or death situation....I still don't...understand why you did it...even though, I kind of do at the same time.

[ She folded her arms to her lap. There was nothing funny about what she had said. Her tone had been dead serious from the moment they started this conversation. Lassen was someone that Ishtar would rather not see anywhere. It was better to not have to deal with him, or have anyone deal with him. She felt for Lailis, seeing she was incapacitated and probably been done terrible things to. She couldn't imagine the extent of Lassen's cruelties.

She still believed that bastard killed his own parents. ]

No, another place, far worse than this tower, and much smaller. I've...been there for a long time. You were there too...but then they...took you.

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