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Re: New Beginnings
« Reply #15 on: March 20, 2012, 03:48:29 PM »
*I’m fine.* Naoise replied as he mentally shook off the recent attack from the collar. How he hated that damn thing, but after five hundred years of been trapped and tormented by it, he was rather use to it and its pettiness.

*Though I have to admit, I am a little tired...I guess sleeping for two days has worn me out* he said with wry amusement.

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« Reply #16 on: March 23, 2012, 03:01:32 PM »
Arutha frowned incredulously at how easily his new friend just shook off nearly dying in his lap like it was nothing. He didn't get it. How could he have shaken that off just like that? It wasn't his imagination. He really had had trouble breathing. "What....or better yet how?" he started to ask before letting out an exasperated sigh as he looked down at the feline. "Nevermind, I guess that this would fall under the unable to answer category, right Kit?"  he said.

Kevla rolled her eyes at her brother's behavior. "I'm sorry about him. He tends to get a little cranky when something happens to someone that he cares about." she said softly before grinning, "There was this one time that when we were about 6 or 7 that I fell and skinned both of my knees. One would expect me to be the one throwing a fit and crying right? Wrong it was this fussy goofball that threw the biggest fit so that the adults has to come and comfort us both."

"Hey! He doesn't need to know that." Arutha said with an embrassed blush.
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Re: New Beginnings
« Reply #17 on: March 29, 2012, 08:22:07 PM »
Naoise laughed softly, sending a smokey, silky caress across the psychic link as he pictured Arutha and Kevla as children. Yet Arutha’s earlier words still resonated within him and the concern for Naoise that was evedent in his voice after the recent attack from the collar. Had he become so immune to the torture and torment the collar often and frequently did to him that he no longer even noticed it? He cast his mind back and tried to pinpoint the last time he had actually reacted to the cruel punishment the collar often inflicted and was shocked when he could not find one. The torment and torture had become so common place that it had become meaningless to him, that pain had became meaningless to him.

Naoise jumped off Arutha’s lap and walked over  to the glass wall that looked out over the city. Once there he stopped and raised a paw to the dim reflection of himself that peered back at him from the glass. *What has happened to me?* he whispered softly, forgetting for the moment the link, forgetting that his spoken thoughts were no longer his alone as he gazed at the shadowy green eyes before him, at the indistinct shadow that was his reflection. *What have I become?* He watched as in the dim reflextion the collar started to shine, mirroring what it was doing in reality and he could no longer hide from the truth, he aggrivated the curse of the collar on purpose because the pain and torture had become meaningless, he did it because in truth he longed for death, longed for an end to his cursed existence and knew as well that no matter what he did it would never end, that pain and lonliness was all he would have, all he would know for all eternity. He stared at his reflextion till the view of the city dissolved it, absorbed it as if it never existed. He turned back to Arutha and Kevla, his collar like a silver flame around his neck as it sent electric fire throughout his body, his mind. *What am I?* he whispered softly * What Am I Arutha?* he asked plaintavily as he slowly tried to make his way back to the man and woman on the couch, his voice; like his steps. tortured and filled with desolation as he slowly slumped to the floor, his body no longer able to endure the current torture inflicted upon it from the blazing and angrily active collar. * I can no longer be this, will no longer be th... ... help me... Help Me* he whispered softly, imploringly as his consciousness once more fell into oblivion, his lifeless body smoking slightly on the floor where he had fallenl.

(After a few minutes his body shimmered and returned to normal, his breathing even, his heartbeat strong and steady though he remained unconscious)

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Re: New Beginnings
« Reply #18 on: March 31, 2012, 06:01:48 PM »
Arutha rolled his eyes at the laughter, but then they widened at the oh so silky feel of a touch echoing through the link. Just what the hell was that all about?

Unlike her brother, Kevla raised an eyebrow back at the feline. Now she knew what that was. It was a smokey silky caress that he had sent across the link. Now here was the problem. Just who was it aimed toward? Knowing her luck, it was highly likely that it was her brother, but still she was talking about a cat, right?

Arutha shook his head a little to clear it as Kit jumped off of his lap and walked over to the glass window on the otherside of the room. Almost as soon as the feline had left his lap, he knew that something was wrong. He could almost feel it in the air before he heard those desolate sounding words drift through the link, making him snap his head back over at him. "What the hell?" he whispered as he watched the collar begin to shine as he watched the despair grow in Kit's reflected all too human looking green eyes. It was almost like he had given up on everything in this world. But why? All of this had to be connected some how? He just couldn't put his finger on it, but he had a feeling that that the answer was likely staring at him in the face.

Though to both his sister's and his own shock, the shine increased until it was like a heart-beat of flame pulsing through the silver color around the poor cat's neck.

"Fuck...." Kevla swore as she watched in gobsmacked horror as the cat slowly tried to walk towards them. She looked over at her twin only to see a more horrified look than ever as together they heard what sounded like their friend's last request on earth.

Arutha looked like someone had hit him when his feline friend called him by name in such a state. Though when the poor feline had slumped to the floor, he was instantly by his side."Damn it! No....I'll help. I'll help! Just tell me how?! Don't die!" he said, tears falling down his face as his hand tentatively reached out to touch his still smoking body.

Kevla swallowed slowly and slowly joined her brother on the carpet beside the cat. "He's dead, Arutha. I don't know how but he is." she said quietly as her brother shook his head vehemently and carefully pulled the body closer to him.

"No he isn't!" he said, shoulders shaking with emotion. He couldn't be dead, no matter what his fingers were telling him. He had no pulse, but he had survived worse, right? "He'll be back. Somehow." he said determinedly.

Kevla sighed. There was no talking to her brother in such a state. So she helped him over to the bed in the bedroom while her brother kept a gentle protective grip on him. Though almost as soon as she had gotten Arutha situated in the bed and the cat beside him, her brother let out a small cry of joy as he felt him breathe again, his heart beating at it's normal rate."Well I'll be damned. The little bugger is more hearty than I thought." she said with a faint relieved smile and a shake of her head. "All I can say is that when he wakes up, he's got alot of explaining to do. This time hopefully without the frying. Will you be okay, Arutha? I'll be back. I'm going to go make you some hot chocolate to help calm your nerves while we wait until he wakes up."

Her twin nodded. "As long as he's alive, I should be okay." Arutha said tiredly. Even though he hadn't done anything, his body felt like it had been put through the ringer and in a sense he had. He couldn't get that sight out of his head of Kit's smoking body on the floor and his anguished eyes.  Kevla squeezed his shoulder before heading out of the room presumeably to get that hot chocolate.
"It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways." -Siddhartha Buddha
 
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Re: New Beginnings
« Reply #19 on: April 10, 2012, 04:58:13 PM »
Naoise remained unconscious and was unaware of Arutha picking him up and putting him on his bed and unaware also of Arutha and Kevla’s concern for his wellbeing. He drifted from dreamscape to dreamscape, trapped as his mind replayed scenes from his past.

He played with his siblings as a child only to turn around and watch them die from the plague and decompose in front of his eyes, he once again walked through the woods with his grandmother as she taught him the ways of the shaman and druid, showed him the joys of being a shapeshifter only to be kidnapped and tortured by Alexendra the day after her death. But worse he relived the things he was forced to do whilst a slave to that evil sorcerer, the murders and kidnappings, the whoring and assassinations. Then the torture he suffered after Alexendra’s death and the long lonly years since, trapped in cat form, never to speak his name, to hear it, to be human and treated as such. Yet through each scene, each memory and dreamscape something chases him, unnamed and unseen, constantly stalking him, he runs but never escapes.

On the bed Noise whimpers and meows softly as he dreams, his paws twitching as if he is running and his body trembles ever so softly.


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« Reply #20 on: April 12, 2012, 04:17:39 PM »
Arutha looked back at the poor feline on the bed. What were they going to do with him? This was the third time that that collar had shocked the cat if his eyes weren't mistaken. They certainly weren't going to get rid of him, but how could they help him? He had no idea other than that strange collar around his neck as well as his odd reference to an old irish god. It was a start albit a slim one, but a start nonetheless. He could work with that.

Still it didn't help with riding his mind of that achingly painful image of Kit's smoking body. He sighed and reached out to gently pet him. Though he paused mid-reach as the cat started to whimper and meow softly as he dreamt. He knew that it was a nightmare right away, but he still had to wonder just what he was running away from as his little paws twitched. "Shh....I'm here, Kit." he whispered as he moved his hand down onto his fur to soothingly pet his back, "I'm here."
It was then that Kevla returned with the hot chocolate. "Everything okay over here?" she asked, seeing her brother soothe the whimpering cat.

"I think that he's having a nightmare on top of things." Arutha said, looking briefly up from Kit to his twin sister.

Kevla set down the mug on the bedside table. "Damn... poor guy can't seem to catch a break." she said with a small shake of her head. "There's your hot chocolate when you are up for it, Arutha." she said, gently squeezing his shoulder. "If you need me, I'll be in the other room trying to dig up some answers on my laptop."

Arutha made an effort to smile lightly and nod for his sister's sake. "I'll be okay. I am just going to rest with him and drink my hot chocolate." he said, curling up beside the cat and lightly resting a hand on his fur.
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« Reply #21 on: April 25, 2012, 11:20:35 PM »
Naoise felt Arutha’s hand on him even as he fought his way through shifting nightmares and dreamscapes. His Touch soothed and settled him, his breath evened out and his body stilled under Aruthas caring touch. Though Naoise’s physical body relaxed and was eased, his mind however was another matter.

Naoise ran through the darkened forest as thick mists obscured his view and his feet, causing him to almost stumble over hidden branches and secretive vines that seemed to slither and move under his paws, seeking him, trying to entangle and slow him. His breath wheezed out of his throat as the cursed collar once again restricted his air flow, even in dreams it wanted to kill him. Naoise cursed it as he continued to run, his main worry was the thing that panted and heaved behind him, its breath heavy and almost upon him as he desperately ran to escape it, one stumble, a slip and it would have him. He ran, his body exhausted and screaming for rest but stopping was unthinkable, he swore he would never be caught again, never be trapped, so he ran, he ran for his life and his freedom.

He swam towards the surface of the water, the surface a silver shimmer of hope above him, promising escape and freedom from the cold, dark depths he was trapped in. His collar grew heavy and pulled him down even as he struggled to swim upwards, his lungs burned, his body ached for air even as he continued to struggle, to swim, to reach that beckoning silver shimmer of hope, yet he sank further into the dark depths and beneath him the thing circled, closer and closer never leaving always present always chasing. The last of his air escaped him in a fit of bubbles as he screamed in frustration and rage.

He ran along the cliff path, his paws leaving bloody footprints behind him with every step, the volcanic glass he ran upon cutting him with every step. The thing was still only mere steps behind him as the wind howled angrily around him, deafening him as it tried to bowl him over, to press him into the volcanic rocks like cheese through a grater. He ran on, is mouth grimacing in a silent snarl of determination, hatred and rage as he strained to reach the clearing at the top of the mountain path. But he was tired, oh so very tired of running, of hurting, of being chased!

His feet touched grass, the feel cool and soft against his sore, cut, throbbing paws. He ran across the soft carpet of green, the grass healing and rejuvenating him with every step, by the time he reached the end of the clearing he was fully healed, strength and vitality pulsated through his every pore as he turned around and launched himself through the air towards the unknown tormentor that chased him.
He landed square on their chest, the force of his jump hard enough and strong enough that they fell to the ground with a loud grunt and groan as the air gets knocked out of them. Naoise snarled deep and menacingly as he raised a paw, his claws extended and ready to swipe across their throat when he looked into eyes as green as his own framed by hair as black as midnight on a moonless night. He slowly stepped back, one paw at a time as he stared into those oh so familiar green eyes. Once he was back on the ground he sat and just stared at his human self as it sat up and stared back at him with his own eyes.
“How by the grace of Danu is this possible?” Naoise asked his human self, unable to take his eyes from the face he hadn’t seen in nearly nine hundred years. To his eyes he hadn’t changed much yet at the same time the changes were profound. He looked the same, the long blue black hair with its single druidic warrior braid that fell to the middle of his back and chest, the same lean taught, muscled body, and the eyes, brilliant emerald green. Yet though he looked the same as he did all those years ago it was no teenager that sat before him, it was a man, a man who had seen all that he had seen, all that he had suffered, lived all that he had lived. It was in his eyes, his mouth, they way he moved his body. The suffering had taught him compassion and empathy and his entrapment as a cat had given him patience, all of which could be seen in his eyes and smile, yet the body portrayed the strength and endurance to destroy his enemies without mercy or hesitation. He was sensual and dangerous yet also kind and caring. He was all that Naoise was and wanted to be.
“How but by the grace of Danu can this not be possible?” he asked the cat back with an amused smile.
Naoise narrowed his eyes and growled.”It has been you chasing me! Why?”He asked his human self angrily ignoring the question thrown back at him.
The man smiled sadly as he sat up and kneeled before the cat spreading his hands in front of him as he did so. “I have not been chasing you for I am you.” he replied softly, sadly. “You however have been running away from me. Why?” he asked, a sad knowing look in his eyes as he looked at the enslaved cat.”You run from your humanity, of who and what you are. It’s time to wake up Naoise, in all ways, wake up and reclaim yourself, stop punishing yourself for the past and start living for the future, for what could be”
Naoise sighed softly and looked at his human image with sad eyes. “I no longer know how to hope, to be other then I am, a cursed cat.”
The human image smiled wryly. “But we are a cursed cat.”He said with a small laugh as Naoise looked at him with disgust. “But we are also human, a thing you try hard to forget, to deny. You must reclaim yourself.”
“And how in the name of Danu am I meant to do that?”Naoise asked angrily. “I’m a bloody cat if you haven’t noticed”
The man stood up and towering above the cat before him he smiled. “You are a man, a man trapped in cat form and you already know what to do, Arutha and Kevla will help to find your name and identify the collar that curses and entraps you, and when they do you can at least stop pretending to be a cat and reclaim your name, your life, your humanity.”
“No, I do not wish to involve them, they don’t deserve this mess.”Naoise said emphaticly
“They are already involved.” Replied the human Naoise. “And how did you plan to break even part of the curse, not to mention the full curse, without them?” he asked the cat.
"The full curse?”Naoise asked in surprise. “I am a bloody cat! The full curse can not be broken.”
The human Naoise scooped up the cat and holding him at eye level he growled softly at him.”You are a Man, trapped in cat form. But a man none the less! If you do not dare to love, to feel love as a man, as a human or more, accept another can love you as a man, as a human, then you are right. The curse will never be broken. But that is your choice, our choice. But if you make the wrong one, I will be pissed, cause I am bloody tired of being a cat. Now wake up! Arutha and Kevla are worrying over you. Again.” Shaking his head he threw Naoise up into the air.
Naoise sailed up through the sky and laughed as he realised he was no longer the cat, but a man flying through the sky.

In the room where Naoise lay unconscious on the bed, the clock struck midnight. The reflection in the mirror of Naoise wavered and was replaced by the image of his human self, laying naked and asleep beside Arutha on the bed. Naoise sighed softly and slowly opened his eyes, his human reflection doing the same.


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« Reply #22 on: May 01, 2012, 01:54:13 PM »
Sensing movement beneath his hand, Arutha murmured something intelligetable in his sleep and started to turn over to his other side. Then somewhere in the deep vistages of his mind, he remembered why he needed to be aware of such a motion. For his dreams, much unlike that of his feline companion were the dull and indestinct dreams of the exhausted, empherally engaging during and forgotten upon waking.  Eyes flickering open, he turned back to look at his side.

"Kit?" he blearily called out, blinking twice and rubbing at his eyes at the strange sight before him. He didn't know what to make of what he was seeing. On the one hand, it looked like the once unconscious cat at his side was awake. On the other just in the same space beside him in the mirror laid the most incredible looking man he'd ever seen. Honestly it looked like he had stepped out of a cover on a romance novel.

It was then that he realised just how naked this mystery man was. Instantly his face went red and he backed up as fast as he could, making him fall off the bed on the other side with a small thud and a pained curse.

"Shit...ow...ow...who the hell are you?" he quietly demanded. He didn't want to wake up his sister should this just be some strange nightmare of his. Still there was something eeerily familiar about the man laying on the bed, especially the very green of the eyes. Now that he thought about it, it looked like Kit's eyes.

"Kit? Is that you?" he asked, looking from the mirror to the bed and then back again. There had to be a connection there. He could feel it.
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« Reply #23 on: April 13, 2013, 12:09:36 PM »
Naoise blinked slowly not really comprehending what he was seeing or hearing not until Arutha fell off the bed with a loud thud. Not noticing the image in the mirror Naoise scooted over to Arutha’s side of the bed and peered down at him with emerald green eyes alight with humour.

*Arutha ...what are you doing? Are you okay?* He sent to the stunned looking man sprawled on the bedroom floor before him, unaware that behind him there was an image of a bare-assed man in the place of the actual cat on the bed.

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« Reply #24 on: April 13, 2013, 05:00:21 PM »
Arutha looked back at the cat with an incredulous expression as he slowly rose back up to his feet. "I'm...fine." he said. How could he not know what was going on here? Speaking of which what the hell was going in? He was massively confused as well as no small amount of curious about the man he was seeing. This was of course if he wasn't starting to lose his mind here.

"Kit, look in the mirror and please tell me that you are seeing what I see. Please tell me that I'm not going crazy and just imagining a naked guy in the mirror."
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« Reply #25 on: April 14, 2013, 06:10:57 PM »
Curiously bemused Naoise turned to look at the mirror and this naked apparition Arutha was talking about. He looked at the long haired, handsome man in the mirror and blinked slowly in shocked surprise, unaware of his fur standing up on end as the image in the mirror blinked as well, but unlike the cat, shock, surprise and a little fear could be plainly seen reflected on his face. Unbelieving Naoise took a slow step forward and the man did the same; crawling animal like, moving in a way that was plainly unnatural for a human body. Naoise and his human image took a few more steps forward only to stop as Naoise finally accepted what he was seeing before him. He looked at his image and ignoring the good looks and his blatant male nakedness instead he focused on the hands clenched in paw shape, the arched back and hunched, bent legs, unable to stand the image of himself in human form, trapped and forced into cat shape he closed his eyes and turned his head away. The image did the same but his sorrow and shame could once again be plainly seen.

*Please Arutha...Please just cover it up...I can’t...I just can’t...* He sent to Arutha, his mental voice filled for the first time with a slight yet definite Irish accent.

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« Reply #26 on: April 16, 2013, 04:07:52 PM »
Arutha watched as the cat and the apparition in the mirror faced each other. Now he knew he wasn't just seeing things because of how the two moved. It was as if they were true reflections of each other. Finally his earlier suspicion was confirmed. So he was indeed a man and one that somehow got cursed into the form of a cat most likely due to something with the collar.  This of course left him wondering that if it was a curse, how would one break it? And was it the person who was cursed or was it the object? Though if he could bet money, his odds would favor the later given all that he had seen. 

Just as those thoughts crossed his mind, he could plainly see the sorrow and shame upon both of their faces. So when he begged him to cover it up, he fumbled a bit but then did it. He had taken the topmost blanket from off the bed and throw it over the mirror.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently even though it was plainly otherwise.
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« Reply #27 on: April 16, 2013, 07:13:34 PM »
Naoise sighed is resignation and opened his green eyes to look at Arutha while blatantly ignoring the covered mirror for now. * Thank you...I’m okay, just a little...shocked.* Feeling a little embarrassed Naoise looked towards the mirror then back at Arutha. * That was kind of freaky huh? I’m sorry, I usually keep a better track of time and the moon cycle then that. I haven’t actually seen that image in....a very long time.* Feeling suddenly guilty for all the drama he was piling onto Arutha and because he couldn’t ignore what had just happened nor the message of his dream Naoise decided maybe it was time to face himself and allow Arutha to see the truth as well..

*Would you like to see me Arutha?* He asked tentatively unsure of Aruthas response. * if you laid down on the bed facing the mirror, I could lay down beside you and...* Naoise left the sent thought unfinished as he wouldn’t blame Arutha if he had had enough of all the weird and chose instead to just kick him out of the room and out of his life, but he didn’t think Arutha would and if he was willing to face and go through this crap then the least he could do was give the man as much of the truth as he could tell him, he deserved that at least.


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« Reply #28 on: April 17, 2013, 05:05:43 PM »
"Yeah.....you could say that again. That's why I fell on the floor earlier." Arutha said a tad akwardly only to frown thoughtfully at that last part. Interesting, apparently part of the curse was linked in with the moon cycles. He would have to file that away for later. "For a second there I thought that someone had broke in and then I saw your eyes. Somehow...I knew it was you." he said softly, looking back down at Kit. It didn't seem right to call him cat or feline anymore in his mind in the light of what had happened. So he refered to him by the only name that he knew him by, Kit, the name he had made up.

Though when he had asked him so tentatively, he knew immediately what his answer to that would be. "Yes I would like that." he said gentle smile, reaching out a hand to lightly touch his head. He didn't want it to be like he was petting him but more of a simple gesture of comfort. "So how do we want to do this? Do we both lay down together and then I pull off the blanket?"
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« Reply #29 on: April 17, 2013, 07:45:18 PM »
Naoise laughed softly knowing Arutha would hear it as he pictured Arutha sprawled on the floor once more. It had been funny at the time he had to admit, then Naoise grinned emotionally and mentally as Arutha mentioned his telekinetic ability, in all the drama of his own weirdness he had forgotten Arutha and Kevla had some weird of their own

“Actually, that would work perfectly” he sent back in response to Arutha’s question. So saying he quickly moved on the bed and lay on the side closest to the mirror and positioned his body so that he had one arm tucked up under his head the other was placed along the length of his body and slightly curved down over his waist, it wasn’t perfectly posed as a cats body structure wasn’t quite able to  allow such flexibility but it was close, then figuring Arutha wouldn’t quite want an eyeful of his cock he rolled his upper leg down so that when he appeared in the mirror his leg would be covering his genitals, though offering a clear view of his shapely derriere.

“Now if you would lay down beside and behind me...”he suggested hesitantly. Maybe Arutha was unaware but he knew that once Arutha was behind him and the blanket was removed the image of them both laying together side by side and he being naked would be...intimate looking indeed. It wasn’t what Naoise intended though truth be known he wasn’t against it either but it was the only way he could do it and have his body appear as normal looking as possible.