Kilians head turned to Fenrir in a unspoken surprise, regardless that he mentionned the kitchen once more what sounded kind of an irony, too. His fear to resemble a puppy from the beginning thus came true. Great. I hope he won't use it as a constant nickname. He squinted at Fenrir how smugging he followed him and sighed quietly. Seemed it was too late. He couldn't help Fenrirs detailed explanation of how their meet could have ended fueled further a conflict of security and the urge to run away. But in addition he started to think wether Sváfa would have allowed that to happen... he didn't like to remember to what she had already driven him... He quickly changed his direction of thoughts, fearing she would appear what was the last thing he wanted right now. Therefor he was very thankful when suddenly another fragment of Fenrirs latest words came back on his mind and made him almost yell in confusion: "Wait, your brother?! Why... why are you calling him a reptile, for heavens sake? I don't get what this is about." One second later he wished he had not asked.
Fenrir gave Kilian a funny look at his outburst, not seeing what the big deal about calling his brother a 'reptile' was. Jorry is a reptile afterall, and even while his brother might be slightly annoyed at the nickname, it's not like he didn't go around calling Fenrir annoying names too. And to be fair, their nickname sto eahcother wre always pretty accurate. "Yeah, my baby brother," he repeated, poking Kilian on the cheek. "What's the big fucking deal about that?" he snorted, mildly amused by the male's reaction. "And that 'demon whisperer' we mentioned earlier? That's our baby sister, in case that'll give you a shock too."
Kilian listened carefully to Fenrirs words but he didn’t feel like understanding them. Well, okay, he got captured in here with his younger siblings (who he hoped would not be as freaky as him), this was as far as he was able to follow Fenrir. But Kilian still wasn’t sure what this place was - what made it way harder to understand things. Could it be Fenrir and his siblings were… well, maybe like him? A bit? Some kind of an unknown monstrosity people brang from another world in this one? It was the most logical declaration. He just had to take a look at Fenrir and it was clear he was not from this world. Yeah. You can sense it, can’t you? He is different than a human being, the way he moves, the way he looks… Kilian frowned and gave in his intuition, listening to his inner voice and started slowly to perceive Fenrirs aura in a different way. A tingling tension went out of his body, strange and powerful. That’s right, feel it… He noticed too late it was not his own mind speaking to him. And then suddenly it was like someone shut his mouth and dragged him into darkness.
(please don’t be confused, I want to try to involve Sváfa on her own somehow, if it turns out to be too confusing I’ll let it rest – the only important point is like you already noticed is that she still looks like Kilian himself, there’s no change of appearance^^)
It was hard to stay in control over Kilians body, but Sváfa was that focused she took the effort only marginally as she glanced greedy at the other male. Fenrirs aura turned out to be something she couldn’t resist. It must have been an eternity since she had felt the presence of another supernatural being- no, since she had tasted the presence of a supernatural. She could feel the withdrawal of the powers she once absorbed from the other ones and it was like a gnawing hunger.
And the power this man emmited – or whatever he may was –exurted such an attractive and seductive effect on her that she forgot all caution. She glanced at Fenrir with a lewd smile. And then she couldn’t hold back anymore. She reached out and pushed him against the wall and held him there, pressing him against, while her right hand ran over his chest where his heart was beating and his whole energy was accumulated. She felt the beating cosmic power following when she drew back her hand to absorb it from Fenrirs chest. One look in his eyes was enough to make her – or rather Kilian – smile.
I think it's not that I really took control over her character, I just made mine do something and she can react with hers on it like she think it's the best way.If she's not okay with it, it can be changed^^
(It's fine guys<3333 xD thanks tho And Sváfa, don't worry your pst wasn't confusing. Just gotta ask though, you do remember that all the workers are wearing these collars that cuts off their powers right? bascially keeping them under control xD if not, it says here: lennoxaslyum.freeforums.net/thread/13/important-info )
As Fenrir waited for some sort of reaction from Kilian, he could partically feel that something within him seemed to changed. Keeping his gaze looked on the male's face, he was indeed right as saw the worry and uncertainty vanish from Kilian's eyes and instead stare right back at him... hunger? Well then. Fenrir didn't react much as he watched the change, curiously waiting instead to see what this 'demon' would do. And then he suddeanly got pushe dup agaisnt the wall with the said demon heolding him there, looking really thrilled for whatever reason. A small grunt left his mouth, but not in pain, only slight surprise at the sudden action. "Aw, did you put the 'pup' to sleep? I was starting to like him," he chuckled, grabbing her wrist and yanking it away from his chest, but didn't let go either. "And keep those hands to yourself, I'm not on 'duty' at the moment," he added slightly less amused. He had to whore himself enough at this place. It was only ok to get frisky with him when he said so. Moving fast, he reached out and grabbed hold of Kilian's other wrist, and moving quicly, he changed their position, now havign Kilian, or whatever the demon was, pressed up agaisnt the wall instead. "Now that you're in control, might as well ask who the fuck you are~" he said a little too cheerfully.
(yeah, I know it, but Sváfa wasn't aware of it never meeting another supernatural before who would provoke to make use of her (not working) powers - she just found out here the bad way^^)
Sváfa was left in grievous confusion. "This usually works", she groaned, fending against Fenrirs ungentle grab. "I don't understand..." She could feel the alluring power, but now it seemed unreachable and she let out a humilated groan. It even was useless to fight gainst the other supernatural, Kilians physical condition was valueless in this point, being too much under the influence of his drug use for years. That's it. Caged in a weak mortal prison which isn't able to defend itself when it's necessary. So the only thing she could do right now was to accept her failure. But she didn't like it. "You vile ruffian", she said after a few moments when she realized there was no way to get what she wanted. "Your rude measure isn't necessary! This mortal body wouldn't even bear up against a slap." She ignored his demand of revealing her identity, it wouldn't matter either for now.
Fenrir merely stared down at the imprriosned demon, a smug smirkk plasterd on his face as he waited for the toehr to realise her powers (or whatever the hell she had just been trying to) wouldn't work for shit. Partly the reason to why he could do nothing but hold her at right then, or else he'd gladly would've engaed in a blood filled battle. Man did he miss getting fucked up.... "I've no doubt it would," he snickerd, letting go of Kilian's wrists, but not stepping away quite yet. "Guess those drugs took a toll on you as well, if you have yet to notcie this 'lovely' little decortaion around your neck," he purred, hooking a finger around the collar wrapped around Killian's throat. "There will be no bloodshed with that thing in the way," he grinned wickedly, taking a step back to examine them a little better. On the outside, Kilian hadn't changed at all, except for the frealess and hungry look in his eyes, and the aura emitting around him remined Fenrir of himself. "Aw, thanks," he said cheerfully at name calling, winking tauntingly at other supernatural. "But like I already told the pup, I've started to tolerate him, so I won't hurt you... much."
Just when Fenrir mentionned she noticed the collar for the first time. Her hands closed around it, shaking it in disbelief before her eyes turned back to him. She slowly let go from the collar and crossed her arms over Kilians chest. "Are you actually threatening me? You arrogate a lot, being someone who is locked up here as well." She didn't like his superior presence. Sváfa knew guys like him too well, putting themselfes above others for any reason. So she didn't care a lot about his threat or origin, she dealed with worse guys in the past, and because as things were as here both of them didn't had a lot of opportunities to hurt each other seriously. The only thing she cursed was that if it would happen she would have to share every ache in Kilians body with him although she would have given him the control back. She gave Fenrir a defiant look, waiting for what would follow.
Fenrir's expression turned blank once again. "Should I be threatening you?" he flatly asked back, as if not understadning her question. No, he wasn't thratnign anyone right now, weridly enough. Just stating soem facts, or thinking outloud like his siblings used to tell him. If he was, he wouldn't really waste any time on making threats, he'd rather just jump right into action bite his victims head off, if he wans't in a playfull mood that is. He was soon enough smirking again at the defiant look the demon was giving him though, but still stayed competlely relaxed. "So, when will you allow the pup to come back out? You're disappointingly boring, your 'host' was much more fun to talk with."
When Fenrir ended Sváfa almost shivered in anger. Being told that useless mortal with whom she was condamned to live with was worthier to be talked to annoyed her bigger than she thought. Unfortunately she felt Kilians presence growing in the back of her head, so it would only be a matter of seconds or minutes she would be repressed again. Staying that long in control of this body was only a lucky coincidence, mainly she was able to influence Kilians mind, but now she was more motivated to come back as soon as possible than ever. Not at last to beat this guy up, although she didn't had a plan how this would work with her current host. I'll think of it later. It's not like I haven't enough time. The smirk on Fenrirs face kind of provoked her, but it also had a weird effect on her, too. He was loathful and handsome at the same time. In this instant the pulling of Kilians consciousness was about to take over. With a last look on Fenrir she bared her teeth and stated with a mixture of indifference and petulance: "I'll be back sooner than you'll expect. And then you'll maybe not notice it, Angel Face. So watch your back." And then she was gone.