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Post by pitsha on Jul 13, 2010 14:53:37 GMT -5
She couldn't help it, she chuckled, as if amused by his threat. He thought he could kill her, if she annoyed him? It was to bad for him, she wasn't as fragile as his parents. "To me? You are only a child. In age and attitude. You let your anger get the best of you, having you're little tantrums when you don't get your way." If that didn't make him feel like an idiot, nothing would. "Boy, if you were paying attention at all, you would realize something. I am not so easy to kill as you're parents."
Cain didn't know how quick it was for her to move her soul. And with Cain acting up like this? She was mentally prepared to make a jump. Not to a dead body though...
She smirked a little as he finally realized what she were 'partially' capable of. "Yes. Exactly. When ever I want. As long as I have a host, I shall not die." She paused, her smirk growing a touch. "But, you fail to register one thing. You really think, after 900 years of practice, I am still limited to human bodies? Or bodies at all?"
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Post by cain on Jul 13, 2010 18:31:10 GMT -5
"Whether you are easy to kill or not is unimportant to me. You've stated who you are and how we are related, what business is that of mine?"
Once again his arms were crossed as he listened to her. His impatience with he was growing slowly, and he was questioning whether or not standing around listening to her was becoming worth his time. When she suggested that she may not be limited to dead bodies or bodies at all, he quirked a brow.
"How do you mean? You are able to transmit into other forms as well?"
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Post by dimitri on Jul 13, 2010 19:40:24 GMT -5
Dimitri, hearing the conversation, felt his jaw drop. This woman was apparently the great-great-great...well, a lot of greats...grandmother of Cain! A thousand years...he seriously couldn't imagine living that long. Dimitri continued to listen to the conversation and realized that if this woman wanted to...he could transfer into his own body. But, he stayed on guard, ready to transport when needed.
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Post by pitsha on Jul 14, 2010 1:25:12 GMT -5
"What business?"
Pitsha sighed. Was he not paying attention at all? Shaking her head, she smirked a little. "You really have much to learn, young Cain. Before you are truly the dark master you so strongly believe you already are." She paused, sighing again. "I came to give you my advice. As you know, family is of importance to me. And, I'm sure you're little friend among the Nightshades will be very interested to hear of your lineage." She paused again, her words soaking in. "You may not find it all that fascinating, but you hold many cards with the name Milena. Do with it as you wish, but I ask of only one thing from you." She paused once more, her eyes stern.
"Do not make a foolish mistake and end our line. You are the last. And as such, I will not stand for you being an idiot and getting yourself killed." What she was saying... Was as if she was telling him if he wanted to get himself killed he had to pass on the Milena blood.
"What I am capable of with my power is beyond you're comprehension, my dear. But yes. Anything that is not living, is capable of being a host for myself. Or to those I wish to save... Or punish." She glared then, almost threatening him. Cain would get it. If he did something foolish, to get himself killed before there was another heir to the family, she would not permit him to die. No, his punishment would be far worse then death. To be trapped in a form, incapable of using your powers, for as long as Pitsha kept your soul in the object... The torture would be unbearable.
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Post by cain on Jul 14, 2010 8:52:00 GMT -5
He smiled as she continued to speak, but a brow was raised when she mentioned that someone in the Nightshades would be interested to learn about him. She must mean Shadow he thought to himself, she's the only one of that blasted group I can stand. She was so concerned about him being the last of his line that she was willing to do anything to keep him alive.
But he couldn't help but wonder how it would make her feel if he wound up giving an heir to his line, but to do that, he'd have to give himself to another. He was sure neither Jackie or Shadow would be interested. However, having someone with a mixture of Cain and Shadow's did seem like a dark future for everyone else. He chuckled at the thought, but when Pitsha glared at him, something inside him caused him to understand her motives if he should fail. He bowed to her, but this time it wasn't that of sarcasm, but of loyalty.
"I assure you...grandmother. There will be an heir to the Milena line before my life is brought to an end."
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Post by pitsha on Jul 14, 2010 11:27:45 GMT -5
Pitsha personally didn't care how he found himself an heir, or who the child was with. All she wanted was there to be an heir. If Cain managed to have the other be a Nightshade? Well, it would be no doubt the child would be powerful, maybe more so then their father.
She'd go to any length necessary to make sure it happened, even trapping her own 'many greats' Grandson in some random object until she felt he had learned his lesson, and was now ready to be let out of 'detention'. But she was smiling as Cain swore he wouldn't let the line die. Good. "That is all I ask of you." Pitsha surely went to many lengths to make sure the line stayed alive.. Even relying on the most dangerous man alive!
Suddenly, Pitsha looked to the doorway, knowing at least one pairs of eyes were watching her. No, it wasn't the X-men she was aware of.... It was Lorelei. She smiled, knowing the woman well enough to expect where she would be watching from. She'd want a clear shot of the store, to make a quick entrance if necessarily. And she was probably watching her now. Pitsha made a 'Come here' motion, knowing Lorelei would see it. "Do not think this will be the last time I visit you. You will be watched for me, but do not think of trying to kill her." The way she spoke, was as if saying Cain probably wouldn't know when he was being watched, or where from.
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Post by pharaohii on Jul 14, 2010 13:39:28 GMT -5
She caught the gesture out of the corner of her eye. It was one she had seen many times, too many to be mistaken. Rising from the brush, Lorelei knew that for Pitsha to beckon her from hiding meant that all was well and that rushing in would look not only sloppy but unprofessional and ignorant. Crossing towards the store now, Lorelei flicked a stray jet black lock of hair from her face and proceeded to tuck it behind her ear. Reaching back with a trained hand she made sure to secure the rest of her hairs that were formerly in a tidy bun no into a more reliable pony tail. Releasing her second sight, the lithe Asian woman in all black crossed the threshold of the doorway and into the store, carefully finding her place by Pitsha's side. No longer using her second sight, Lorelei began to acquire information on the man in front of her the old fashion way. She took into account his body size, mass, arm length, body position, and the amount of tension in his face. From this she had assimilated a proper ranking for him that could be summarized by the words "potential threat".
Wordlessly now, Lorelei looked on from the man before her and Pitsha to the other man, one who looked on edge and almost timid. His body position and the amount of tension in his face led her to believe that he was ready to "book it" if necessary. He seemed uneasy with not only the other man but Pitsha as well. With a click of her tongue, she expressed her distaste for the caliber of men in the room. While neither of them were unattractive, they were anything but, however they read so easy, too easy. Lorelei knew that she was more trained in reading someone than your average person but the two males in the room were so oblivious to that fact that they just let it all hang out. Nevertheless, Lorelei was content with them, seeing that neither man would be too much of a hassle to take down if necessary. 'Alright Pitsha, what task do you have for me now?' With scrutinizing eyes and a mouth kept shut, she glanced on at her companion and the odd expression she had written plainly across her face.
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Post by cain on Jul 14, 2010 14:40:50 GMT -5
"Thy will be done, grandmother."
He smirked with his usual, casual bow. As he stood up, he noticed she was looking towards the door, gesturing with a finger at...something. He turned in time to see another entering the room, Pitsha mentioning to him that the would be watching him for her. When she said it wouldn't be the last time they saw each other, he had to admit that he didn't mind. Meeting Pitsha had become a somewhat turning point in his future.
It was a future he knew nothing about, but the way it called to him was like a siren . When the other looked towards the window, his curiosity was turned again and he walked towards the window, looking out to see someone had been eavesdropping on their conversation. He smirked and placed his hand against the stone wall. His form became the same mass as the wall, and from the other side the wall seemed to come out and move to clamp around Demetri's neck in a firm hold. When Cain was sure the imprisonment had been made, he walked back to the too ladies.
"Now, as you were saying?"
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Post by dimitri on Jul 14, 2010 15:02:03 GMT -5
Dimitri's eyes widened when Cain materialized through the wall, but at least he was prepared for something. He quickly disappeared in front of Cain's eyes and from his grasp and transported a little distance away, his face grim and guarded. Dimitri fell into a stance, one he's seen many times and waited for Cain to make the first move, if he was going to.
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Post by pharaohii on Jul 14, 2010 17:51:13 GMT -5
Lorelei had already had quite enough of the boys. "Act like gentlemen." Standing between the pair she made it obvious that if either one of them made a move, she'd break them. Her eyes were stone cold, a milky white color stained with an odd red pattern. Having activated her second sight in the time it took her to blink, Lorelei could clearly see every pressure point and natural body frame weak spot on everyone in the room. Several design flaws in the building surrounding them always became highlighted in red and she herself took a defensive stance, ready to redirect any uncertain attacks from either of the males. "Unless either of you were raised by chimpanzees, I suggest you remember your manners." Her voice was just as cold as her presence. Holding a high amount of authority but little of anything else, Lorelei made it a point to look each man in the eye before "disarming" herself and releasing her fighting position and second sight.
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Post by cain on Jul 14, 2010 21:52:00 GMT -5
((um...is it too late to say that Demetri is outside the building and Cain and the two ladies are inside?))
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Post by pitsha on Jul 15, 2010 12:32:18 GMT -5
"Just leave the stupid boy alone. It doesn't matter what he overheard." She spoke only when the two had returned, smirking softly. "Who would believe him, anyways?" Not to mention they didn't have time to deal with a nuisance like this at the moment. Pitsha and Lorelei had to get moving, after all.
"Cain, remember my warning." Pitsha didn't have to say anything else to say to him. She slowly looked to Lorelei and smiled. "Shall we be going, before others come to investigate?" She left, leading the way. She paid the eavesdropping mutant no mind, actually, she seemed to have completely forgotten about him. He was of no threat. The further they got from the store, the slower Pitsha's pace was. "Lorelei.... You must keep an eye on him. Perhaps not all the time, but from time to time. We must make sure he keeps his word..."
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Post by cain on Jul 15, 2010 12:38:36 GMT -5
Cain bowed once more as Pitsha said to remember her warning. He knew he had to get to the Nightmares base as soon as possible. He left the factory in the care of Meav, hoping that she would be able to handle things. When the two ladies left, he walked outside and looked at them, then looked in the direction of the capital. For once, destroying a city didn't seem all that interesting to him anymore. Not at the moment anyway. He turned and started walking out of the city, stopping to stand next to Dimitri.
"Be fortunate, mutant, you and this city live to see another day."
He smiled coldly as he began leaving the building. As he walked, his body began to match the ground of the road. He had to get out and fast, so he sunk his form into the rest of the pavement, allowing him to travel faster along the road.
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Post by pharaohii on Jul 15, 2010 13:19:27 GMT -5
Lorelei gave a curt nod, her face a clean slate void of all emotion. "He won't be hard to track. If I've laid eyes upon him once then I'll surely lays eyes upon him twice." Just a step behind Pitsha, aware of the pace changing gradually, Lorelei grasped the hair dangling from the pony tail and with skilled hands gave it a twist and a tuck forming a neat and tidy bun. Brandishing a trio of bobby pins from some hidden location on her body, Lorelei, with speed and precision, inserted the bobby pins in her hair making sure that no single strand would fall from it's designated place. "Your grandson, he's not one for subtlety is he?" Her question was rhetorical. Lorelei knew the answer already and was simply trying to filter all the information she'd gathered by voicing it out loud to Pitsha. In a way, she was sort of looking for her companion to divulge further but Lorelei wasn't one to push the envelope and most definitely wouldn't ask for Pitsha to give up all of Cain's secrets. 'In time, Cain himself will present me with everything I need know.'
"Where to now, Pitsha?" This question was also rhetorical. Lorelei needed not know where precisely they were going for the journey they were to take would be plenty clue enough as to where they were headed. Pitsha wasn't the time to meander aimlessly from place to place, she always had an agenda, one that held few exceptions and was always timely. Rather than worrying about where they were going next, Lorelei pondered as to who they might encounter.
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Post by pitsha on Jul 18, 2010 12:38:20 GMT -5
"That is good to hear." There was little doubt in her voice. Pitsha knew Lorelei would be able to find Cain when need be. The world was hunting him, after all. With her special eyes, and the world news, he would be easy enough to track. After all, Pitsha had found the boy with such ease. He liked making big scenes after all. Capital cities were his targets. Tokyo was already gone. He wouldn't dare go after Paris with the Elensar sisters so close, same with London. Washington DC seemed like a good spot, but the X-men were far to close, especially with that Jet of theirs. No, Cain would go somewhere out of the way, but a place well populated.
"No... He isn't. It's a pity really. He's made himself a walking target." She paused for only a moment. "But, I guess it works to his advantage. The world knows what he is capable of. Men seek to end his life, but he ends theirs. It will only be a matter of time until the world starts to submit to his rule. All his flashy entrances, and explosions... They will terrify the world. Force them into submission." She paused again, coming to a stop, frowning. "But like all great conquerors, he shall be his own downfall. He will become ignorant and proud. He will think himself above all other beings. And then, he shall be struck down."
Pitsha knew the world well. She knew wars well. And she knew men well. In conquests, no matter how strong the army was, the Commander was almost always their downfall. And Cain would be no different.
Lorelei's next question got Pitsha thinking. "Hm....." Well, she hadn't put to much thought into where they would go after catching Cain. If only because Pitsha had left room for failure. Who was to know she'd catch him in the first place she guessed? "Somewhere away from this war." Her words wouldn't surprise Lorelei. Pitsha tried to keep clear of any wars in the world. And this war was affecting near everywhere. That meant somewhere small, and low populated. With little access to the outside world. "Besides, I think we could both use a vacation in which we aren't always watching for danger." In other words? They were going somewhere tropical. On a... vacation of sorts.
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