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1076048 No. 1076048 ID: c4908b

You go by Vex. You are an ARMS DEALER by trade and you've been at this for a couple of years now.

At the moment, you're having a smoke to try and calm down the adrenaline rush from almost (successfully) being SET UP.

R18. nsfw/gore/body horror potential. heavy themes including self harm may be explored (but not explicitly). Toxic Yuri Guaranteed.
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No. 1124194 ID: a6de65
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1124194

BOOOM
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No. 1124195 ID: a6de65
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1124195

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No. 1124196 ID: a6de65
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1124196

They 'sploded.

The End.

((real update coming shortly. happy april fools))
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No. 1124232 ID: a6de65
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1124232

>Something Funny
>Actions & Consequences

Sometime in the future, perhaps in minutes, hours, or days, something will shift. A dimensional rift may open, swallowing the base of the Wolf Bites to bring to some vast unknown. There will be panic. Chaos will ensue. Steak and Pepper will froth over the new territory.

But after the fire will emerge a new leader, forged in the golden wok of strife.

Great leader Xin Jing Peng will take the city by the stomach with culinary prowess. Then, by the heart. Their rule will be fair and ironclad. Their delivery vehicles upgraded into motorcycles for every penguin under their command to ride for the greater dash of protection. The very citizens of Salt will be pavloved into hunger and happiness every time they hear the familiar revving approach.

Meanwhile, the gangs of Steak and Pepper will take note of what has occurred. Their paths will be different. Lessons were learnt. They won't be eager to repeat the mistakes of someone that failed so spectacularly. They will grow more suspicious of bright wings and bird songs. Building bonds that were always there in the seeds and grow where they would have least expected.

For the most part, everything stays, but it still changes.
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No. 1124233 ID: a6de65
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1124233

... It is still somewhere in the past...
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No. 1124234 ID: a6de65
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1124234

You are Vex once again.

You are.... being kept busy. Yeah. That's it.
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No. 1124236 ID: a6de65
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1124236

[cw: mild eroguro/graphic wounds]

Haze's lips are frustratingly soft.

Her fingers are tangled in your hair, the tips digging into your scalp hard enough to ache. She uses her grip to jerk your head at any haphazard angle, both to get a better shot at your mouth and to stop you from biting. It's a precaution she's learned from your serendipitous encounters.

Knowledge goes both ways like that. She can tell when your regen starts to slow by the seconds to save energy. When the fine line crosses from lovebites to chunks. For survival, of course. Eating helps you heal. And you like the sounds she makes too much to bite her tongue off.

Your left hand's gripped on the frayed leather of her harness, so you can jerk her around in retribution.

Your right hand, meanwhile, strains, veins popping underneath the skin. Your hunting knife's pierced through the divet of her other hand from when she caught your stab. Spent hemoglobin runs down from her palm to elbow in messy lines.

The two of you have been struggling against each others' grip; sweating, wounded, riding back and forth in waves for what feels like hours. There's a painful familiarity to it. The only things missing are a few broken bones or fractured ribs.


You're showing an admirable amount of restraint.
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No. 1124237 ID: d30887

Vex: Literally eat her lips
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No. 1124238 ID: a6de65
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1124238

Haze pulls away, spit trailing with her, expression scrunched.

"You taste like ash. It's disgusting." she says.

"All for you, Angel." you reply. "Why don't you come down for seconds?"

Haze huffs, her fingers in your hair clenching into a fist.

In response, you regrip her harness until you find the fabric of her shirt, then swiftly pull it off her body.

"Eh!"

She tries to slam your head onto the floor. You expect this. To counterbalance, you rock your hips with the motion as she straddles you. This gets another noise out of her. A groan. Then a hiss. Her icy glare follows.


She's always cute like this. You think. Scrambling to save face.
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No. 1124239 ID: a6de65
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1124239

"Can you die quietly?" Haze asks.

Goosebumps crawl along her bruised skin as the cold air hits. She looks better like this, something closer to real. As an archangel, she isn't allowed to have scars or blemishes. A divine mistake you like to correct.

Teethmarks dot along her shoulder, framing where your blade had first stabbed her. The shallow wound still pulses, wet, and leaking a bit every time Haze tenses the muscles. You briefly consider shoving your fingers into it. Haze's pain receptors have dulled from years of abusing healing potions and repeat confessionals, but she would still feel that.

It'll be a tight fit.

The noise she'd make would be as good as any choir.

"No thanks."

Haze, is of course, expecting you both to fuck. You normally would agree, if the uncomfortable tightness in your pants had its say, but you're on a strict deadline. You think. You're not really sure where Eiko is at on the plan. If there even is a plan anymore.

Hmm... Should you be worried? You feel like you should. Been a while since you have--

Haze grinds hard against your lap, right on the shaft, and sparks start flying in your vision. Right. Shit. Anyway...

Haze is not easy. No matter who tops. She'll carve into you her demands, sometimes for hours, then cry about it right after. Not a good cry either. Her breakdowns are one of the only things you find irritating about Haze. Not when she chops you apart or stabs you repeatedly. No. Haze is afraid of feeling good and what it means coming from you. Ashamed of it. So ashamed that she'll spiral into a sobbing pitiful mess of prayer that slaps any attempts at comfort away. As if her enjoyment of sinking her sword into you is any better than her dick. As if her guilt after will matter....

But that doesn't stop her from doing it. She'll even get off on it if you spin it just right.

That's the thing about Haze, she only has shame when she can be forgiven for it. Despite all the divine brainwashing, she wants to eat your sin and throw it up right after. And you let her. You feed her. Despite all the broken limbs and irritations. Because a part of her breaks with every encounter. Pieces of her pride and her faith and that once cold exterior that you chip away at like a fine art sculptor.

Eventually, as it all adds up, G0D will just have to sit and watch as one of heaven's elite is willingly flayed apart. The thought of it already makes you drunk with glee. It's all a race to see who finishes who first.

.... Well. Your fastest way out now would be to give her a handy or the ol' 2 finger special, then dip, but a college-hook-up move like that would piss her off. As much as you would enjoy pissing her off, there would be no games next time. She'd decapitate you on sight. You'd know, because she did do that and used your head right after. That was fun. Buuut a fresh body means you lose your goods and a fresh head means your memories get all jumbled around.


All around, random inventory cards are strewn about, dropped from your pockets at some point during the scuffle. Your spell deck's still within reach in your pocket, though the spells are a complete mystery, since you've been spraying and praying the whole fight.

What to do?

[STAMINA: 7/25]
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No. 1124240 ID: d30887

...How long has it been since your sister died?

Tempt her into helping Eiko. Tempt her with your own compromises.
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No. 1124242 ID: 89e385

Wait, if she's expecting a good go-around, then wouldn't denying it make her even more frustrated, subconsciously?

Then, when she's upset, turn the tusslefuck back on with a quick turn being on top, avoiding directly going after the obvious pain-pleasure triggers. Don't use much stamina, make her work for it. Once that's done, make her feel guilty for not finishing the job.

THEN go hard.
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No. 1124244 ID: 6ca3f9

>>1124242

A little bit elaborate, but a fun way to do it.
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No. 1124526 ID: fd169b

>>1124242
yeah fuck with her expectations
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No. 1125078 ID: a6de65

Small correction for the last post: [STAMINA: 10/24]
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No. 1125079 ID: a6de65
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1125079

>Wouldn't denying it make her even more frustrated, subconsciously?

Guess there's no where to run from that. Haze presses into you with purposeful force, her thighs clenching hard enough around you to keep you pinned in place. It's hot feeling how strong she is. They have to be training her like a machine from how defined her muscles are.

And at least she's letting off steam from the way you're already fucking through your clothes. Can't even tell what bodily fluid is what at this point.


>... How long has it been since your sister died?

You. You don't know if she died. You don't know if any of your many faceless siblings have. Been too long to really tell or care, with how your life's gone. You'd hope they're all alive and well, as insincere as that sounds, with no glimpse of where you came from since.

What were you to them, if not another fuck up in their lives that finally made themself scarce?

"... Demon?"

Haze's voice tugs at you.

"Where did you go?"

The hairs along your neck raises. You can't have this. Not her concern. You didn't ask for that.

You try to twist the knife. Haze swears-- her hand nearly splitting-- before she pulls away and smacks your wrist to the side. It's all you need to shift your weight to throw her down to the floor, pinned underneath you with your knife scraping the tile.

Her face flushes, need reigniting as she pushes against you. Her grip slackens. All pink and cyan.


>Tempt her into helping Eiko

A part of you feels.. oddly uncomfortable with using Eiko as another source of manipulation. You hit that part with a shovel and quickly bury that too.

"You like saving people, don't you? Cutting out all the corruption and saving the soul underneath?"

Her expression twists, clearly searching your angle. Her frustration and arousal momentarily clouded in confusion.

"Yes?"

There's someone down there I'm trying to help. She needs it. She could be hurt or dying because of me. She will be hurt because of me. She doesn't deserve that.

Don't you want to save her from me? Make this quick, make sure she's safe, and you can cut me out of her. You'll save her from me, unlike that good person from before. You can pat yourself on the back this time and feel all the godly approval you've been wanting so badly for.

The words are there, but they are lead on your tongue... Haze will have to know it's a trick or warped dirtytalk. She has to. Why else would you say something like that if it wasn't? As if you've ever asked her for help in a genuine way.

No... You can't do it.
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No. 1125081 ID: a6de65
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1125081

[cw: knifeplay]

>Turn it back on her
>Fuck with her expectations

You trace your fingers along her neck, keeping it light, not grabbing like you usually would. Her neck subtly shifts away from the touch, her stare still clouded in confusion.

"That's too bad." you finally say back.

Anger flickers again. Good. You're in control.

You draw your knife back slow, so Haze knows to follow its movement. You raise it a fraction above the skin of her stomach, then trace it downward until it hovers over the button of her pants.

The tip just barely grazes the metal.

You hold it there. The threat makes her sweat. Haze lets go of your head to cling onto the front of your shirt, now set with the expectation that its begun.


Options:
>Damage Clothes
>Stab
>Bite
>Edge
>Talk

[STAMINA: 8/24]
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No. 1125082 ID: ca56f7

[Damaging clothing wont cost STAMINA]
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No. 1125084 ID: d30887

>Stab
Multiply her movements. If she pulls you in, use your weight to bury the knife in her. If she pushes you away, stomp her stomach and kick her across the floor. If she throws you aside, turn your momentum into a whirlwind and slice across her whole body. Let her know the price of being in charge - and that price is pain.
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No. 1125086 ID: 41bada

Don't forget to bring a towel
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No. 1125107 ID: fd169b

tease herdrag the blade along so its just before breaking the skin. The moment she makes a sound, then you slide it in.
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No. 1125113 ID: 6b59df

>>1125084
This
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No. 1125552 ID: 9cd6c3
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1125552

[cw: knifeplay, erotic violence, probably eroguro]

>Don't forget to bring a towel

Welp. You don't know where your towel card went. You'll have to hope it's somewhere on the floor here.

>Tease her

You circle your wrist and drag the flat of the blade across her bare stomach, watching as the tension fills her. Not cutting yet. That would spoil the release.

Haze's thigh muscles twitch, anticipation stirring into reflex as the edge of your blade shaves through micro-hairs along her skin. Her guard along your waist stays tight. Ready to throw you around if she wanted. It's as you drag the knife down further that you press it flat onto her bulge.

Sweat drips down Haze's neck. Pupils dilated. You drink this in, feel the buzz of power you're holding over her with ferality. It is moments like this that you remember that power feels good.

You turn the blade, just so, and watch the sharp inhalation and rise of her chest. Her cock twitches in needy excitement.

"You want this?"

Haze's gaze snaps to you. She stays silent. Speaking it aloud means something different to her. Something shameful.

You wait.

Eventually, Haze grinds slow along your knife. It's a response, but not the one you want to hear.

So you wait.

Then start to saw.

Your movements are careful, precise, as the fibers fray and part under your edge, until a 2 inch slit forms. Cuts right down to her damp, translucent panties.

Haze is breathing hard now, chest rising and falling rapidly. Her legs around you nearly bruise as she resists squirming.

"You want this?" you repeat.

It's as your knife presses in, so close to breaking skin, that you coldly pull back.

That's when Haze finally squeaks, a high and weak sound. "Yes"

You grin at her, fangs bared in a triumph that she returns with a glare as you stick your knife in and slice down, gutting the fabric entirely as her cock springs out.

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No. 1125554 ID: 9cd6c3
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1125554

This time, when you press your blade on Haze's bare cock, she freezes. There's a flicker of primal fear that seizes her more than the threat of pain.

You can't resist a hearty chuckle as you move your knife along, from shaft to tip, as it leaks precome. There's no blood. No cuts. Haze's patience starts to run thinner and thinner as you shave away at it. You do this again, let your blade get wet, until you can practically glide it along. Edging her until her hips start to twitch and grind for proper friction, fear melting into arousal.

"A-Are you going to keep doing this?"

"Doing what?" you play dumb.

Haze huffs and her good hand grabs-- pulls you-- by the waistband of your pants. Suddenly, everything feels hot and suffocating as she palms at you shamelessly. You nearly shapeshift away your traitorous dick to spare yourself. But. It feels good. Your head warms and empties itself. A gasp escapes. Then gripping heat.

Haze yanks your pants down with enough force that the shock nearly has you spilling out right there.

"You fucking-"

"Are you going to cum already?" Haze taunts.

You see red. You press your blade down to punish her, but she shifts her hips, her leg guard jerking you to the side then forward.

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No. 1125555 ID: 9cd6c3
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1125555

>Stab

You react as you fall forward, using her momentum to sink your blade straight into her guts. Your other hand lands on the floor beside her head to keep yourself upright.

Haze gasps, then moans, pain and pleasure mixing. Her hands travel up so she can rake her nails down the back of your neck. It stings. Blood wells under her fingertips. Everything tingles and sparks, down from your head to your fingers and dick.

You take this as encouragement as you thrust even deeper. Can nearly feel the way her muscles tighten and clamp down on your blade as warm blood spills out and coats your hand. Haze hisses through her teeth. Her nails dig deeper into your skin.

You lean closer, dicks pressing together.

"Do you feel redeemed?" you mock. You know the prayer. The holy tenants. The reason why pain is akin to cleanliness.

Haze shudders, head tilting back. Warmth spills out underneath you. Arousal and malice rises in your chest.

"Do you like it when god sees you like this?"

"I'll kill you." she says weakly. You know that she means it.

Your limbs remain entangled. Faces centimeters apart. Just one more push. She'll be done.


>Frot
>Bite
>Taunt
>____
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No. 1125561 ID: 6ca3f9

Taunt, then bite, and then taunt some more.
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No. 1125563 ID: d30887

Eiko is in danger.

Pull the knife up and open up her guts. Open your inventory, grab a grenade, stuff it inside her, and end this.

No @#$%ing around.
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No. 1125623 ID: 89e385

>>1125561
Agreed, put your money where your mouth is.
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No. 1125630 ID: 1704f7

I say frot, you've got the perfect opprtunity
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No. 1125632 ID: fd169b

Bite
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No. 1125636 ID: 1704f7

Why not bite later? (as in such her cock, lol)
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No. 1125638 ID: 1704f7

*suck, that typo certainly sucks, and I don't mean girlcock this time
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No. 1126096 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126096


>Taunt
>Frot

You grind down onto Haze, the skin-to-skin friction causing sweet heatbursts in your mind. "When's that gonna happen exactly? You should've been cast down already." You sink the blade in, then out, timing it with the frotting. "You've tarnished yourself."

Haze whines and churns. Her complexion starting to lose its pink. All torn up and tearing up.

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No. 1126097 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126097

>Bite

Suddenly, everything feels too hot. Your clothes too restraining. A hunger coils all around and thuds in your mind. You can't help yourself now. You lean down and sink your teeth into the flesh of her shoulder. All her sounds drown into noise as you taste sweat. Then copper.

When you tear away-- meat comes with you-- punctuated by more and more noise that your mind can barely parse out, either screaming or moaning, as your hunger is clarified. There's more movement. More pleasure.

You chew. Then swallow.

[+3 STAMINA]

That's better.

You wipe your face as Haze whirs. Vague recollections come back to you.

"This is why it doesn't talk to you anymore." Something she whispered to you when she thought you were asleep. "If it ever did."

"Shut up." Haze strains, voice high, and overwhelmed by sensations. She's gotten paler. As white as her wings.

"Another failure."

"S-shut up."

"Another dirty filthy sinner."

Haze cries out as she climaxes.

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No. 1126098 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126098

>Pull the knife and open up her guts

Your body, still coming down from your own climactic bliss, moves. Another string pulled taut. Another easy motion that's practically muscle memory. Your knife, to hand, to arm, elbow and shoulder; synapses calling from the brain and down, to move, to cleave, against the struggling meat of Haze's body as it blooms for you in beautiful pink and red sinew.

Warmth radiates from within, as if calling for you to climb inside.

You stare mesmerized...

>No @#$%ing around.

Haze thrashes earnestly now as the both of you spill onto her yawning torso. If only she would accept you. She wouldn't have to struggle like this.

Now. Just move your knife up further. Explode her heart. Stab it. Do it.

Do it...

....

Why aren't you?


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No. 1126099 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126099

Haze pulls you in, unexpectedly, for a kiss. Her lips are wet from a few tears that fell. Your hand stills.

When did her hands get to your face?

She wastes no time.
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No. 1126100 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126100

Haze snaps your neck.

Your body goes limp.
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No. 1126102 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126102

When you come to, you feel pressure on all sides.... Ah. Your skull's being crushed. Instinctively, your body flexes, then relaxes, so Haze doesn't know you're awake. If only you could turn your head and suck bite her dick for snapping your neck.

"Angel Ti'triel..... I can hear your impetuous flailing from here....."

Haze's words are hard to make out with your head being squeezed to death.

"Get a grip... come down there...-el with the problem you created myself."

Your eyes dart around, attempting to focus as oxygen struggles to circulate in your brain. You hear the distinct clink of glass and swallowing. She's downing a potion.

"Good..... Zir is ...."
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No. 1126103 ID: 9cd6c3
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1126103

The shattered window is only a few steps away.

Your cards are within reach. Your spells. The detonator for the marble mine...

The explosive must've rolled off somewhere in the safe room.

Options:
>A) Grab and Use Detonator
>B) Draw Spell Card (majority vote will decide what spell is drawn)
>C) Flail Around
>D) _____

[SPELLS KNOWN: FIREBALL, HYSTERIA, SHATTER, ANTI-GRAVITY, ??]
[STAMINA: 6/24]
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No. 1126109 ID: 89e385

D. Cast anti-gravity to buy some time and assess.the shock will equalize the playing field.
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No. 1126110 ID: d30887

A) You came here to destroy the gang, sabotage the angels' resources, and your C4 is right where you need it. She's oathbound to protect the people stupid enough to sell their souls to her - so make her work for them.
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No. 1126113 ID: 847683

Between someones legs, in fire and victory?
Im not sure if you believe in valhalla but thats the recipe to see if it believes in you.
Detonate!
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No. 1126115 ID: d5b69a

Grab the detonator and activate it with your dick!
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No. 1126596 ID: 16b713

Give a little kiss of passion before the explosion abruptly ends it. The quintessential blue balls of death, give them heaven before condemning them to hell.
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No. 1126946 ID: 9f3801
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1126946

>Between someones legs, in fire and victory?
>Im not sure if you believe in valhalla but thats the recipe to see if it believes in you.
>Detonate!

In the small second where your oxygen-deprived mind could think, you consider this being your true death. Not a bad way to go, besides suffocation via pile of money.

Without hesitation, your hand grips the card, and the remote materializes a second later. You flex and smash your fingers down onto it, eyes closing in anticipation.

Seconds pass...

Nothing happens.

What the fuck.
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No. 1126947 ID: 9f3801
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1126947

Haze's thighs jerk and your mind blacks out, hands twitching as the detonator flies to the side. SHIT. Ah well. Let's hit it again.

You kick your leg upward, using the momentum to spin-flip your bodies. You both slam face-first onto the floor. Glass breaks. Haze's grip weakens from the impact as she squeaks. You grab onto her calves and flip-tumble again before she can catch her bearings.

For a brief moment, you glimpse each others faces. Haze's eyes are familiarly teary, her emotions finally leaking through after her lecture. You blow her a kiss right as your dick slams on the detonator.
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No. 1126948 ID: 9f3801
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1126948

......
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No. 1126949 ID: 9f3801
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1126949

BOOOOOOOOOOM!!

Glass shatters. Steel and brick rends. You're both sent flying into the walls from the blast.
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No. 1126950 ID: 9f3801
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1126950

You come to quickly as you find yourself flat on your stomach, arm retwisting itself back into place as you fly onto your feet, not checking Haze's status as the building groans and shifts underneath.

Not your problem.

You dive for the things you can spot not under rubble and vault out the empty hole of a window on pure instinct alone.
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No. 1126951 ID: 9f3801
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1126951

Wind rushes past. Your duster crackles behind you as the outside world comes into focus.

Wings. Eiko. Shots. Wolves.

Adrenaline courses through you like fire to kindling.

You heave your lungs as you draw a spell card and yell. "FFFUUUUUCCCKKKK OFFFFFFF HERRR!!!"
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No. 1126952 ID: 9f3801
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1126952

[The nature of beings that gain agency, that traverse outside their dimension, is one of unpredictability. When the factors align just right, what has been determined need not apply.

What has been spoken can be changed.

And all events that follow.]
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No. 1126953 ID: 9f3801
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1126953

"Y-you! Vile thing!" the angel yells, a tremble to their voice as they stumble in the air and turn.

"Me!" you taunt back, "Little bird bitch!"

"Demon!!"

You catch Eiko try to get her bearings, her hands tightly gripping the angel's spear to try and aim. Looks like she's been through hell.

It will take a few seconds before the anti-gravity spell dies.

>Guide Vex
>Speak to Eiko

------

[VEX STAMINA: 4/24]
[EIKO STAMINA: 7/18]
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No. 1126959 ID: 70f58a

>>1126953
Eiko: New timeline who dis? Brace with the spear, see if you can impale the angel with it with Vex's help once gravity resumes.

Vex: Engage the angel, try to pressure them to be above Eiko for a gravity-assisted strike.
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No. 1126970 ID: 9fe662

Time to go God of War on this angels ass!
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No. 1126988 ID: 70f58a

note: I'd support pretty much any plan of attack so long as Eiko doesn't try to throw the spear in a way that risks the angel grabbing it out of the air. After all we went through to get it away from them, I do not want to let them have it again.

If the fight isn't over very quickly, Eiko could try teaming up with her GF again and do the dance but more offensively this time since she'll have the spear.
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No. 1126995 ID: d30887

You don't have much time left. Attack the wings, rip them off before Haze calls for reinforcements!
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No. 1127011 ID: 4ee17d

>>1126959
This is a good plan, but do NOT let the angel grab the spear. We need to talk to Eiko and get her head back in the game too.
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No. 1127015 ID: fd169b

Keep his rage focused on you Vex. Step on his face
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No. 1127035 ID: 847683

>>1127015
Agreed. Keep him mad.
Time to live up to your name V.
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No. 1127552 ID: 9f3801
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>Keep rage focused
>Engage

You screw your expression into a shit-eating grin. Predictably, their feathers fluff up, hands clenching into fists to pound in your direction.

"You--"

"Blah, blah, blah! Say something original! You're boring me to death!" you fake a yawn, waiting for the seconds to pass as you raise your legs into position. Anti-gravity isn't a spell that comes often, but you've dealt with enough zero G's in the more sci-fi-like worlds you've visited.

Eiko ducks down in the corner of your eye, her grip more secure on the spear as she readies herself into a better position. She must know what you're doing.

When you look back to the angel, they're practically rattling in their tin-can of a helmet.

"Sumere et immergere in profunda lucis sanctae," the angel starts to chant in a low tone, "Dilaceran--

Strings of light start to form around you. Can't have that.

"I just finished your boss!" you yell.

They continue without pause as a tendril of light shoots out to grab your arm.

You snap your arm back-- the light missing-- as you bring your fingers to your lips, splitting them as you stick your tongue out. "You want some too?!"

The spell flickers-- then dispels-- their tongue caught in disbelief, before exploding into gong-like chitters and clacks. Their limbs fling about wildly, as if to run at you on all fours. Their halo shield drives forward to bash you as the only semblance of action they can still muster.

You dive backward, the shield's momentum spinning you in the air as it flies past. It attempts to correct, the divine metal shimmering as it turns harshly, then right into position as you stomp and launch yourself off of it.

Gravity kicks back in.
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No. 1127553 ID: 9f3801
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With a laugh, you straighten your feet forward and dropkick the angel right on the face, silencing them for good.

Ting!

Their head disconnects from their body, now helpless to gravity's reach.

Eiko blurs to take advantage.
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No. 1127555 ID: 9f3801
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Eiko surges forward, the burning spear now hers to plunge straight into the angel's back. It pierces through-- in a gush of broken chitin and limey blood, the momentum of the fall driving the body even deeper to make a perfect kebab.

YES. Eiko thinks.YES! YESSS-

The euphoria of her victory cushions her as she meets the ground.

Hard.
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No. 1127556 ID: 9f3801
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Your ankle bones shatter as you send that angel's head through the dirt. When you hop out of the hole, ignoring the wailing in your nerves, to land on your feet, they're as good as new. You kick your legs around to get rid of the staticky prickles.

You're fine. Refreshed, even. You turn back to look at the body and find a pile of feathers and a spear expelling blood at a rate that vampires would grow mad at. Tingles crawl along your arms and chest as you absorb bare hints of the angel's power.

Above, the Wolf Bites' base is swallowed by a large portal. Haze's doing, no doubt. That'll keep her occupied for now.

Other bodies rain down all around you. Groaning and blowing and rolling. They'll get finished off once you figure out the status of your ward.

You focus your gaze on the pile of feathers, searching for movement.

"... Eiko? You good?" you say with blinding confidence in her.
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No. 1127557 ID: 9f3801
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[VESSEL FOUND]

[CHANGING VIEWPOINT TO NEW VESSEL]

There, upon the dirt, leg fractured from the fall, Eiko awakens.

Imperceptibly, the angel's body drains, and Eiko's is filled.

I did it. Eiko thinks. We did it.

It's mine.

>______


------
[POV may be changed to Vex at any time]

[EIKO STAMINA: 5/18]
[INVOCATIONS: RANMA 1/2, COMPULSION]
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No. 1127558 ID: d30887

Say your goodbyes to Vi, then harvest a wing alongside Vex. Have the remaining pack make sure he doesn't pull something at the last minute.

Your final orders to the wolves will be to do as you do; leave this city. It's no longer... wild. More angels will come, using this city as a deployment zone, and they'll try to convert whoever they can. You proved this day that they're not absolute. They can be killed, they can be outwitted. But that was just the intern. The wolves will have to spend the rest of their lives travelling the rest of the planet, rallying who they can and building as many power bases as they can muster, just to hold them back. You and Vex will keep looking for a sewer entrance into Heaven. Might take decades. Centuries, even. But even if you fail, someone else will succeed. It's only a matter of time.

Port out, and the other angels will be too busy to deal with the remaining wolves to catch them fleeing into the woods.
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No. 1127563 ID: 89e385

Don't be complacent! Secure the kill!
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No. 1127565 ID: 89e385

Also wag your tail a LOT and snuffle around all happy like. Broken leg, who cares? We got this!

VERY HAPPY WAG
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No. 1127570 ID: 70f58a

>>1127557
Blood! BLOOOOOOD!
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No. 1127571 ID: 6c4313

>>1127558
This sounds like a good idea, but before doing it piss on the body of the defeated enemy.
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No. 1127574 ID: fd169b

tear the wings off this turkey
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No. 1127585 ID: 847683

>>1127558
Sounds good.
But, tell them, form packs.
Smaller ones.
Families, like it was meant to be.
Disperse, survive, prosper.

Not this big pack shaped thing the angels wanted you all to be.

Oh, and like the others say.
Big proud happy tail wags.
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No. 1127632 ID: 748e7d

>>1127558

This.
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No. 1128049 ID: 9f3801
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Blood pours down from the spear and starts to coat Eiko's numb hands. Her heart is pounding from exhaustion. Her fractured leg aches. But what does that matter?

>Big proud happy tail wags.
>VERY HAPPY WAG

More importantly, her tail wags. Wag! Wag! Wag! She feels like a puppy again, half embarrassed at not keeping it all inside. She can't control the elation, the relief, the literal blanket proof of her success as it envelops her. She deserves some success to chew on.

>Don't be complacent! Secure the kill!
>Blood! BLOOOOOOD!
>piss on the body of the defeated enemy.

Thanks... And no thanks... Eiko snorts and looks above her, the dredges of Life Sense still allowing her to see some light. Above, there is none. Just darkness and the faint aura around her own body.

To make sure, she twists the spear and attempts to rise, the weight of the body finally pressing down. Pain grips her leg in a vice and she gasps, nearly keeling over. Okay. Nope. Let's take a breath.

=== FOOLISH GAMBIT ===
Goal: Survive encounter with the Angel.
Challenge: Successful. False Acceleration granted.

There's the nice cherry on top.
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No. 1128050 ID: 9f3801
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A moment later, the body lifts off of her. Her head darts in its direction as it gets sucked into one of Vex's magic cards. She stares up at them. They look back with an easy air. The moments after Vex crashed through the window and fell down the sky comes back to her mind.

They were worried about her.

>tear the wings off this turkey

"Shouldn't we harvest the wings?" is what comes out.

Vex's eyebrow raises, amusement clear in the quirk of their smile. "Here? You'll end up like me. No, my Modder's going to do it, she's better at dissection anyway." They tap the card, a vague symbol of a spiral on its front. "I'll keep it in here, so it's preserved. Except now I'm out of weight. So no more bodies."

Eiko finds herself.. oddly disappointed. She should be relieved not to dirty her hands anymore. Shouldn't she? Even if she did imagine herself sawing at the body with Vex's help alongside her. As morbid as that is.

Vex grins. "Good job by the way. Looks like you didn't need my help after all."

"Maybe I would've liked some help, if you didn't take forever." Eiko snarks.

"Ah, y'know, busy keeping the peace up there."

"Is that why you reek of sex?" She smelled it as soon as Vex got close. It kind of pisses her off. Was it really that important while she was fighting down here?

Vex has the gall to look cheeky. "Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to."

Eiko's face scrunches. Ew. Before her temper can fully flare, Eiko's gaze wanders, searching for Julien's body. It's nowhere in sight. There's a few bodies on the ground that aren't moving, which dampens Eiko's mood since they did fight alongside her.

Wait. Bodies. Not body. A thought comes to mind. Her eyes jump around--body-to-body-- until she spots Vi laid out on her back. Grey outline. Not black. Vi sits up, rubbing at her head as if waking up from a long nap. Alive. Breathing.

Eiko exhales. Thank fuck.
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No. 1128051 ID: 9f3801
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As the wolves scrabble to their feet, as if to surround them again, Eiko sees and feels it. She looks back at Vex. Vex had followed her gaze, pupils hopping from person to person.

Their eyes, at rest, are an unnaturally bright crimson. Like heart-shaped lollipops. Vividly, she can imagine holding one up to her face and seeing the distortion of everything passed its awful cherrybound taste. There, now, in the reds, she sees the glint of something she caught only once before.

On their first encounter, their first level of eye-contact, a sick feeling had creeped in her stomach. She mistook it as distate at first. Pity. Even now, looking at Vex feels like looking at a grimy and greying corpse. A chuuni cosplayer with acrid menthol breath. Could someone like this actually be dangerous?

It's all in the body language. The straightening of their back. The shift of their feet into a bladed stance. The tension and slight rise of their arms. The way their eyes lazily flit, then fix, slightly widening, dilating, the intake of breath, as if they're... They're excited. Expectant. Finally. They must be thinking. I can clean up the rest of this.

All of this comes in fast, fast, waves. How would Vex have known about the past hour? She can almost hear it happen. The bang, bang, bang of their gun going off in quick succession, before anyone can blink, or the first body can fall. Vex would run out of ammo, but that wouldn't matter. The few standing would run away. Make it a few steps.

Bang, bang, bang.

Vex's duster pocket distends with something underneath.

"Don't--" Eiko says quickly, authoritatively, as she imagines the click of the safety. "They'--withme--now."

When Vex looks back at her, the hairs on her body stand stiff. There's a voiding, careful, almost brutal calculation behind their eyes. A vortex that sucks Eiko in. Chews. Consumes.

Then it all dissipates.

"Huh.. Yeah, alright." Vex carelessly tosses it all aside. The glint goes away. As if it never happened at all.

"Uhh." Eiko scrambles for the words.

"Let's talk more later." Vex cuts cheerfully.

They turn and walk away to pick at the debris on the ground.
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No. 1128052 ID: 9f3801
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"Hey, new boss? Or old boss?" someone says.

Eiko rubs at her arm, then pushes her own thoughts aside, turning to address the crowd. She has to deal with them first.

They're careful to give Vex space, parting around to form an audience in front of her. It's kinda funny. There's a general air of disbelief around them, as if reality has yet to sink in. A magic that still lingers in the air.

"You all saw what happened." Eiko straightens her stance, using the spear as a crutch and a symbol, "Those angels. The cultists. They can be killed. They're not all-powerful divine beings. They're just like you and me. They want to use us for whatever agendas they have up there, but we're not gonna take that!"

There's barks of agreement.

Eiko continues, explaining how the gang will have to disband and form smaller packs.
She can't be their pack leader. They'll have to go at it on their own, find their own families, knit something realer than this. There's a tension now, but Eiko presses on, taking the guiding words given to her to translate into reality; emphasizing the real, otherworldly threat trying to burrow into theirs. Her grasp on the world outside her own is still shaky, but that fear is all they need.

At the end of the day, it's just another gang they have to fight off. Together.
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No. 1128053 ID: 9f3801
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As the remaining wolves sit down to marinate on their new lives, Eiko turns her gaze to Vi, who looks back. All the exhaustion seems to hit her at once. She nearly stumbles, shaky on her one good foot and spear. Vi slumps and steps forward, as if to dive and catch her.

Fuuuck. Why does Vi have to be so nice?

>Say your goodbyes to Vi...

The rational, logical, part of Eiko's mind agrees. The part of her that saw Vi, a new threat in her apartment, as something she could use. That use has paid off now, so she should let it go. And yet...

The dark, selfish, part of her wants to ask Vi to join them. To suffer with her, if only so she wouldn't be alone with all these unfamiliar entities.

No offense.

But what if she dies? What if Eiko's selfish wish gets Vi killed? Them both killed? What if Vi says no? Why does that thought feel even heavier?

Would it hurt to ask?
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No. 1128054 ID: 8b5ab3

There is no point in crying over spilled milk. What is done is done, nowhere next to move but forward.
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No. 1128056 ID: 70f58a

>>1128053
Communicate. She's got a good ability in that future-sight, so she won't be a burden. It'll still be dangerous, but she deserves the chance to make that choice, rather than you making it for her.

Speaking of danger, everyone make a note here-- only ask for something via Foolish Gambit if the backlash won't completely cripple us. Anything that involves the senses is a no-go; losing our senses penalizes US as well as our host.
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No. 1128057 ID: 101e93

Uh... you should keep an eye on Vex. Make sure he doesn't just screw you over at the end and bolt with the loot.

Tell Vi that... well, you're not happy with how you turned out. Even if your inner darkness helped you find love. All this hatred, this rage... and now this envy. It's eating at you. And it won't stop eating until you remove what's fueling it.

Because right now, you wish Vi could have seen the girl you once were. You wish Kenji could have seen you and Vi together as that girl. And you'll never find a way to be that girl again while the angelic fucks continue to mold people into things they aren't. Like Kenji. Kinda like Julien. And of course, how they want to mold you from not-dead to dead.

Bye, Vi. Keep the packs loosely united, and you'll do okay.
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No. 1128058 ID: 847683

>>1128056
>>1128057

A combination of sorts.
The words in
>>1128057
Need to be heard by vi.
But
The choice should be hers as
>>1128056
Highlights.

So much cost to break free of people who would control you...
The only way to honour that is allowing the same freedom for others, even if it scares you to do so.

She truly would make a good pack mother, keeping them all connected. A hub of a great wheel of families that could keep the peace and unify the pavks to respond to danger...
But, that isnt a burden you can hang on her with a word.
She has to choose to pick it up.
And it is possible what she wants, needs, isnt to be found here, but with you.
Even if part of you fears the consequences, thinks itd be a mistake...
She deserves to choose.

If she does come, suggest the idea of a pack mother to the families anyway.
Not an authority, but an intermediary. Messenger, advisor and arbiter between the packs, but not a ruler. Never a ruler.
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No. 1128072 ID: 7fe6f3

She would do in a leadership role, agreed. Future sight is not a front liner.
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No. 1128074 ID: ce8213

Leaving is already a gamble on the unknown, so why not double down? Give her the offer, no false promises or equivocation, just straight up your leaving for dangerous adventure and there's room for her if she wants in.
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No. 1128214 ID: 9f3801
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>Communicate...
>Give her the offer, no false promises or equivocation, just straight up your leaving for dangerous adventure and there's room for her if she wants in.
>So much cost to break free of people who would control you...
>The only way to honour that is allowing the same freedom for others, even if it scares you to do so.
>... she deserves the chance to make that choice, rather than you making it for her.

You're right. Eiko thinks, looking down at the ground.

"I..." Eiko starts then stops, a weak smile creeping onto her face. "We did it."

Vi nods repeatedly, her own tail swaying behind her. Eiko feels her mind soften at the sight.

"You did it. I was just here." Vi playfully shrugs.

Eiko snorts, recalling how Vi did a lot more than just stand there. "You already know what I'm going to ask, right?"

"No," Vi looks at her calmly, "But I have a feeling."

"....." Eiko thinks, what's the best way to word it? Please come with me? No. Too manipulative. Would you want to join us? Ugh. Too simple.

"Make another deal with me." Vi interrupts.

"... What do you mean?"

"You kept your end of the bargain."

Eiko feels a sinking in her gut. "You asked for security." She thinks over their night together. What may be their only night together. "I barely gave you that."

"You killed him. That's what I wanted."

Eiko rounds, her memory as sharp as a knife. "You asked for safety too."

There is no true safety now. Not after what Eiko did.

"Now we're all doomed because of me." It all comes flooding out of her, a hiss of breath that hopefully wont be overheard, "Those angels will come back. Sure, I said some rallying words for our crowd of like five people. But what's that really mean? You saw what that one angel could do. They have everything they need to destroy this place if they wanted. All it would've taken is my brother at their feet. So what can you really do, except wait for the end?"

>... It's eating at you. And it won't stop eating until you remove what's fueling it.

Eiko huffs and sucks in a breath. "Doomed if you stay. Doomed if you're with me. Which would you prefer?"

"No." Vi says it as if it's easy, the word alone rocks Eiko to her core. "Don't talk about it like that. We're not doomed. You did it."

Vi pokes at her chest. "You're here. You're alive. You have your wings now. That's real freedom. Don't waste that."

"And what about you?"

Vi's ears go up, eyes shifting slowly off towards the gang.

"... I'm going to stay. After everything, I realized that these guys matter too. As shitty as they can be sometimes, I'm not going to leave them to fight alone. You said it yourself in your speech, this world deserves a chance too."

"......."

>She truly would make a good pack mother, keeping them all connected. A hub of a great wheel of families that could keep the peace and unify the pavks...

Don't cry. Don't cry.

>She would do in a leadership role, agreed. Future sight is not a front liner.

Don't cry. Damnit.

>There is no point in crying over spilled milk. What is done is done, nowhere next to move but forward.

Damnit... Hearing it doesn't make it any easier. Eiko lets the words wash over her, guide her, chest all tangled up as her feelings show in her voice. "You said... That..."

"I know. Turns out, I don't have what you have." Vi looks at Eiko sheepishly. "I don't think I'm anywhere ready for it."

Eiko's breath hitches.

"Make a deal with me." Vi says again.
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No. 1128215 ID: 9f3801
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Eiko stays silent, afraid of what else will come out.

"You're going to need somewhere to come back to. It's not just a big grand unknown adventure out there. I'd love to be out there, but after our talk last night... After today. I-- Well. This place needs the work too. Someone's got to do it."

>She has to choose to pick it up.

Suddenly, a path opens up before Eiko that she had not considered before. Could she really come back after everything? Leaving sounds so easy, feels easy, just walk away and never look back. It's different to know that if she turned around, there would be someone there to look back at her.

Vi leans and presses her forehead against Eiko's. Vi's fur is warm and soft, matted a bit around the edges. Eyes a rich purple. It's the sky as the orange hues escape into the horizon and the cool tones of space filters through. As she looks in, she thinks of the last time someone's gotten this close. The last person that did this to her is gone. This one will be too. For now.

A part of her commits this to memory.

"Someone's got to do it." Vi repeats. "So, don't worry about me. Go out there and do whatever you want, then tell me all about it after. You'll miss me and come back anyway."

Eiko steps back, a bit baffled, eyes blinking away tears that were not going to fall. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I've got a smell for these things." Vi says with a humor. "Besides, I can live a while without you. Can you live without me?"

Eiko stares at her sudden boldness. "Are you serious? We got close like yesterday."

"We did."
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No. 1128216 ID: 9f3801
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Eiko's hands clench, knowing she's right. "Fine!" She feels like a teenager again. How embarrassing. "I'll do whatever I want!"

Vi snorts and does a fist pump. "Ganbare, Eiko."

Eiko sighs in defeat. "Ganbare, Violet." Eiko says back. "Please try to keep this place all in one piece."

"Will do, Boss."

"Not a boss."

"Master, then?"

Eiko's heart flusters. "I'm walking away."

She doesn't.

>Uh... you should keep an eye on Vex. Make sure he doesn't just screw you over at the end and bolt with the loot.

She looks over at Vex as they kick over a chunk of concrete. They bend down to inspect whatever was crushed underneath. She should be cautious about them pulling something at the last minute...

Is there anything else to say? To do?
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No. 1128217 ID: 70f58a

Feed me angel blood.
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No. 1128218 ID: 101e93

Time to ride off into the sunset or something.

Steel yourself. Like Vex said, with only a single angel wing as your loot, your teleportation powers will be on a cooldown. You need to play things carefully. Be the Jaguar in the night. Be the rabbit sprinting faster than sight. Be the bear mauling the unjust. Be the rabid dog feasting on their pretentious vocal cords.

Be everything worth being and bring everyone together to kill what isn't.
That's what it means to be the best wolf.
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No. 1128219 ID: f5c4b7

Time to become the final form of a girl boss, that you were always meant to be.
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No. 1128221 ID: 847683

>>1128216
Shes given you something valuable.
A home to come back to.
Without that, you'd end up like vex,
Just drifting.
Not you though.
Youll roam, wander, explore and have adventures.
And if you find something that would help your people, help vi, against the angels or just in general...
you could bring it back.
Then stay a while till your paws start itching again.
Until that time they stop and you can stay.

Big waggy tails.
And hug her.
Now.
You -will- regret not doing it later if you dont.
Get as big a noseful of her scent as you can.
To strengthen the memory youll carry with you
When you go.
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No. 1128225 ID: ce8213

better not to drag this goodbye out. You've made your promise
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No. 1128243 ID: c9178d

End your farewell with an arm wrestling. Just to establish who is stronger between the two of you.
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No. 1128566 ID: 546545
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>Shes given you something valuable.
>A home to come back to...
>Hug her...
>You -will- regret not doing it later if you dont.
>Get as big a noseful of her scent as you can.
>To strengthen the memory youll carry with you
>When you go.

Eiko's tail wags before she launches forward into Vi, arms clumsily wrapping around her torso with the spear still in hand. Vi boofs in surprise and easily hugs back.

"What happened to walking away?"

Eiko sighs and takes a deep breath, so Vi's scent imprints into her memory.

Smells like roasted vanilla.

"I lied." Eiko gruffs.
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No. 1128567 ID: 546545
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>End your farewell with an arm wrestling.

Eiko moves to follow the compulsion, not minding a bit of sillyness as she grins up at Vi and pulls away. "Let's arm wrestle."

She's recovered enough to partially transform at least the upper body. When she does so, Vi's eyes widen, her tail starting to wag back.

"Alright." Vi clasps her paw as they both flex, testing each others strength with a few snide growls.

They're both not at their best at all. Eiko still wins out, on account of her natural bulk and some calculated squeezes. It feeds her ego a bit, especially with the submissive look Vi gives after.

>better not to drag this goodbye out. You've made your promise

Okay... Okay... Maybe she's dragging her heels a bit here. She's only listening and having fun! She swears!

She gives Vi's paw one last squeeze before letting go.

They stare at each other for what feels like an eternity. Vi turns away first. Back to the pack.
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No. 1128568 ID: 546545
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>Feed me angel blood.

"Uhhhh... Sure." Eiko glances down at the ring then over at the spear. It's cleaned itself up for the most part, a natural property within keeping the point shiny and gleaming. She isn't sure where the other points went. Maybe they dislodged in the angel's body.

Eiko squints before putting the ring up to the bit of sticky blood still at the handle. She waits. When nothing visibly changes, she switches hands and lightly bonks the ring's gem against it.

"Did you get that?" she asks skeptically.

>Time to become the final form of a girl boss, that you were always meant to be.

Eiko chuckles to herself. Like the final boss in a video game? She ponders over her transformations in the past few fights. Could this really be her final form?

"Boss." a voice interrupts her.
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No. 1128569 ID: 546545
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When Eiko looks up, she sees the coward once more, and an entourage behind her. A part of her is surprised to see her conscious, especially approaching her so directly. As she takes her in, a strange feeling overcomes her.

The coward looks worse for wear, fur matted with a makeshift bandage tied around the torso, dyed dark from the bullet wound she tanked for her. There's a ragged intake of breath. Slow limping steps. The coward looks her in the eye and Eiko meets her head on. She wont feel guilty for what she did. In fact, a part of her feels vindicated.

"You don't have to forgive me." the coward's voice comes out tired, yet light, "I just...."

"I don't think I will." Eiko speaks with jagged conviction. She may have just laid her brother's spirit to rest, but everything else is still buzzing with flies. "What do you want?"

She holds her hands out. "I wanted to.. thank you."

Eiko's brain goes blank. "What?"

The coward sighs. "I carried that guilt for years. I never thought that I would do something... But helping you. It took some of the guilt away too." She exhales another ragged breath, "There's a lot of things I've wanted to tell you that I never got to. Doesn't matter now, I guess."

"....."

"And before you left... We wanted to thank you for saving us."

"I didn't save you guys..." Confliction curdles in Eiko's gut.

The coward shakes her head and her paws open, revealing two expertly rolled blunts.

.... Hah?

Eiko tilts her head, as if it will help with her vision. The objects remain the same, paper a bit scuffed, yet still tightly coiled. Well... No reason to refuse. She dazedly takes the offerings, the blunts rolling against her palm before she closes her fingers around them. She has a guess about who rolled them. Despite the reputation, she's never smoked with any of the pack. Always needed to keep her mind sharp like that.
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"This is all we could scrounge that might help you out there, Scary Boss." The one to her right says.

The others nod behind her.

Scary Boss? Eiko almost starts to laugh.

"We all would've died at some point without knowing the truth." Another chimes in. "Who knew we were all part of some grand conspiracy, aye?"

"We're gonna be heroes because of you."

"Yeah!"

"That's a bit..." Eiko pauses sheepishly at the looks of admiration they give her.

"You'll save the universe, right?" They all bow in unison. "Ganbatte, Scary Boss!"

Whatever protests Eiko had, they fly away in the breeze of their blinding conviction. Despite knowing that they're just mirroring her earlier fire, Eiko feels her eyes moisten once again. There's a feeling that takes over, one hard to describe. It feels so... Large. Big. Maybe, now, she starts to understand what Vi sees.

"Thank you." Eiko says back.
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>Steel yourself...
>Be everything worth being and bring everyone together to kill what isn't.
>That's what it means to be the best wolf.

Eiko steels herself for an uncertain future as the pack disperses for good. Her past self would never have expected the path she's now walking on.... And yet.

Speaking of walking, she needs to take care of this leg. The spear won't be the best crutch if she needs to run and now she'd feel bad asking the others. Maybe she should ask Vex to spare something? They have that supernatural healing ability after all.

Eiko looks over at where she saw him last. The debris' still there and some stains on the ground. She spots Vex as they slink over, hands in their pockets. They seem to be chewing something Eiko cannot discern, their scent still warped with tones of sweaty meat and smoke. Her nose wrinkles distastefully.

"You ready to go?" Vex asks.
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Vex's eyes fall to the ring on Eiko's finger, as if noticing it now.

"Oh, hey, you ended up using it." Vex's eyes visibly search Eiko's person. "Did you find out what it does?"

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Well it was fun while it lasted. Now that you accomplish everything that you everything that you ever wanted, it is time to settle down and become a productive member of society.....Just kidding time to end this adventure with a celebratory orgy.
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