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[OPEN] your dirty paws [continued]

Oultik Posts: 18
Outcast atk: 4.0 | def: 8.0 | dam: 6.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.3 hh :: 7 Years HP: 63.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Erakro :: Lion :: None TierRen
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Oultik



"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong.


No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first.


And is waiting for it."


-Terry Pratchett


“AHHH!! You miserable BASTARD!” Oultik's eyes creased with mirth and a smile, normally straight, was tipped crooked by wicked amusement. How unoriginal she was. Bless her. “You think this is about wings or horns?! You obviously don't know where the fuck you ARE!” Oh, but it did not matter where he was. Oultik was just another shallow man. "Nor--does-- it--- fucking--- matter." His darkly mottled lip curled at uttering the oafish word. As rugged as he was around the edges Oultik found swear words to be distasteful. There were more eloquent ways of voicing displeasure; words spoken should be planned more carefully planned. Even more so than actions. Contrary to popular belief Oultik thought words to be louder than actions. Actions are sometimes unable to be fully realized but words are realized the moment that they are voiced.

“This is about what is mine!” Oultik harumphed at her and smirked, calm in the face of her anger. "I do not believe that she is yours." Surely even pegasi kind had put themselves morally above keeping slaves. “I am MEGAERA! SUNSPEAR AND SULTANA OF THE DRAGON’S THOAT!! DON’T. YOU. EVER. PRESUME. TO. TARGET. MY. FAMILY. AGAIN.” "What a mouthful." Oultik was unimpressed. He looked at her with an easily lidded gaze that belonged more to a man who gazed upon an insect; an insect with a small dose of poison in its possession. One only slightly worth his time.

Even as her hooves reached out to him Oultik smirked. He needed her. Oultik needed her in a way that made his sensibilities flinch away. The man needed her to refuel his hatred towards pegasi. To be filled with such hate was exhausting. At times it was as though the hatred consumed itself and faded; leaving Oultik no more than another lost soul. It was his hate that provided Oultik with purpose. To lose that would leave him with not knowing how to live. To him Megaera was only another winged one that he goaded into stoking his fires.  

"Enough." Oultik struck his foreleg out at the bay pegasus "We have nothing more to gain from one another." Oultik eyed the mare with unconcealed disdain. "I will leave that mare alone." He said it as though he was doing her a favor and not as if he had just lost a fight. "But take to the sky bird, I will not turn my back to you to walk away." Nor did he wish for her to see that he would limp away.

OOC;; @Megaera

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your dirty paws [continued] - by Megaera - 03-01-2016, 01:32 AM
RE: your dirty paws [continued] - by Oultik - 03-11-2016, 10:06 PM

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