http://luneshalla.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] luneshalla.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-09-21 02:58 pm

When the Big Girls Play~! [Visitation Day Plot! Completely Open!]

Ellistree had followed Nokosi and Kaya into hydroponics, and for the first time since arriving on board the Transmigration 9 did she feel at complete ease.

Not that she felt bad being around the odd vessel, but the lack of nature was uncomfortable for sure. The vast variety of flora and fauna in the place was an amazing breath of fresh air, and it was clear that the child of nature was at home in such environments. It almost looked as if her skin took on a beatiful glow as she sauntered off through the place, smiling and dancing amongst the trees, and creatures kept in Hydroponics.

The rather tall elf was trully in a state of bliss, and anyone who approached her might get a sudden hug, or a playful gesture depending on how they approached her. But granted a more hostile approach won't be shyed away from, after all, Ellistree was fiercer than most feral druids, and that was saying a lot. It could be balmed on the blood that coursed trough her veins, making her even more dominant and aggressive than normal.



[[OOC: Open post! Really! Anyone can join in, don't be shy, she won't bite (Much!). You're free to interact with anyone who's in the initial post (Ellistree, Nokosi, Kaya, Billy or Ronnae. Or you can join in the FFA tag spree between them, it's all game! Threadjacking encouraged! Feeling brave enough to poke at the tall elven looking woman?! Go for it! It's all for fun!]]

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-09-29 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
After Ellistree had gone off on her own, dancing through the tall grass, trees and flowers that made up large swaths of land in Hydroponics, Nokosi had disappeared as well.

He'd crept through the bushes and climbed up a tree, hat pulled tightly on his head that muffled most of the sound his earrings made when he walked at an accelerated pace. The rest of the noise was a non-issue with how slowly and carefully he moved one foot in front of the other, tentatively crawling over one branch to the next until he had a clear shot of his target.

Nokosi raised his bow and notched a simple, green and brown decorated arrow. Pulling back, he leveled his the shot at her thigh. He would be at a disadvantage without Fontaine, but that hardly matter.

Silver eyes focused on her lithe form, even as she continued twirling down below. The corner of his lip rose in the smallest smile and he released the string, letting the arrow fly towards its destination.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-09-29 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
For the most part, yes. It's exactly why he'd already notched another arrow, steadied his arm and let that one fly, even before the first one missed its mark. Two more followed that one, the second arrow laced with a sleep-inducing, sedative poison. The effect didn't last long--barely half a minute, but the quick-acting sleep it put its victim under was more than enough to make up for the duration.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-09-29 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as the wyvern shot hit, he hopped from branch to branch with practiced speed, climbing low enough until he was able to drop himself safely to the ground. Ah, he'd hit her in record time, this round! It didn't mean she was out for the count, though.

25, 24, 23...

The violet-haired elf ran through the flowers towards his friend and crouched next to her splayed out, slumbering form. He quickly removed the knife strapped to his boot and reached forward to the woman, only stopping once his nose caught a familiar scent. He leaned down, sniffing her arms, hands and neck. It was all over her--Kaya's scent. That could only mean one of a few things. When had they...? It didn't matter right now, he could always confirm it if he saw Kaya next.

16, 15, 14...

Nokosi raised his hand back up, intent on finishing the task he'd started out on. He smoothed a hand over her back-length, ivory tresses and picked out a nice clump from underneath the top layer of hair. With a flick of the wrist, he removed the lock and folded the long strands, then stuffed them in his satchel. He would have time to sort that out, later.

6, 5, 4...

He didn't have a moment to spare to properly hide himself, now but the heavy shadows of the trees coupled with the thick foliage was just enough so that he could dive behind a thicket of bushes and press back against the dark patches, effectively melding his own shadow with that of his surroundings.

Their little game was far from over, still.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-09-29 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Just as he was crouching down ever-so-slightly to lay a trap, he felt the full weight of the sabercat barreling into his side. He tumbled to the ground without a sound, the trap in his hand fell and tumbled somewhere into the bushes.

Nokosi struggled, trying to wriggle his lithe body this way and that, but she had the advantage of size and strength and he could already feel his constricted lungs protesting under the weight atop them. His eyes met those of the fierce cat's and he growled at her, a sign that he wasn't about to concede to defeat.

Usually this would be the part where Fontaine would have stepped in and fought the cat off him or made a suitable distraction, but since he was alone and at point-blank range with the enemy atop his chest, he'd have to improvise. His frost trap was out of range, but he could still use what he had in the quiver beside him.

The elf reached for his quiver and yanked out a grey-feathered arrow with a round, orb tip. Usually this arrow's bulb was filled with a variety of small stones, gravel and the like that, when it hit, exploded, sending the spray into the enemy's face to disorient them.

Nokosi snapped the tip of the arrow and palmed the orb. He'd need to close his eyes right before it hit to avoid being hit my his own attack. Reaching to the side as far as he could, Nokosi squeezed his hand around the bulb, cracking it, and proceeded to shower her face in the contents of the arrow.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-09-29 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
In that split second he'd rolled away and scrambled to his feet, snatching his bow on the way up. He would have to do without normal arrows for now, which was a bit disheartening, but there was nothing to do for it.

Nokosi sprinted to the side and pulled back on the string, causing a flickering, yellow arrow to materialize, already notched.

"Bandu thoribas, Luneshalla!"

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
He immediately aimed a flat-tipped arrow at her head, hoping to addle her with the shot to slow her down. She was fast--much faster than he was, even with the aid of his aspect. If the arrow hit or not, he still managed to drop a small, silver disk in his path as he ran.

His success landed on one of those affecting her. He'd really upped the challenge for himself without his animal companion.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Even with a nimble body, a sudden charge was difficult to avoid, strafing as he was. Nokosi was hit head on and stumbled backwards, earning Ellistree the time she needed to pound against his ribcage and rake at his arm, causing the shredded skin to curl back on either side of the wound. Fresh blood spilled over, quickly obscuring the deep gash.

He bit back the sharp pain in his arm and the heaviness he felt in his chest, focusing instead on a way to get out of his current predicament. He crouched as quickly as he could, tensing his muscles up to leap backwards, disengaging himself from the fight.

Nokosi ran, hand clamped over this bloody arm, even if it still managed to leave a trail behind. With nothing more than a thought, he invoked the Aspect of the cheetah, giving him the little bit of time he needed to put space between them, though the blood would aid her in finding him quicker.

The elf made for a tree, easily springing up to reach it and hoisting himself up the branch with one arm. Once he was 'safe' he tore through his satchel and pulled out a strip of gauze, haphazardly wrapping it around the wound.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
Landing on a branch as a bear. Cool.

As soon as Ellistree dropped down on him, he was crushed under the weight of the gigantic bear. One pound against his body and he was winded. The branch creaked under their combined weight and still he struggled to slide beneath her grasp, though there was little place he could escape to.

When the second blow came, he was definitely sure he'd heard something crack; gasping for air like a strangled fish while coughing up blood proved him right. It also caused the bough they were precariously fighting on to snap, sending them both hurtling to the ground.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
He mentally swore when he realized that he couldn't get away from her and he knew as soon as they hit the ground he was done for.

Her added weight forced him to take the full brunt of the their descent and his body jerked under the forceful impact. Stars exploded in his vision when his head smacked into the branch with a resounding 'crack'. Pain shot through every portion of his body and he still couldn't breathe with her atop him.

His attempts at breathing were nothing more than raspy, gurgled gasps; the warm blood pouring from his mouth staining his violet hair a rich, wine color. Once she shifted, his body was wracked with violent coughs, but he managed to clear his throat. Silver eyes fluttered shut in an attempt to push away the black spots and white orbs that swam in his murky vision, but it did little to still any of the pain.

[I...I can't believe I didn't even hurt you,] he hoarsely whispered in Darnassian.

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't move; it almost felt too painful to think. Nokosi just let Ellistree's soothing spells wrap around his limbs and urge the wounds, gashes and scrapes to knit themselves back together.

[That may be so...] He took a shaky breath. [I had no chance. I couldn't put distance between us, I couldn't land a hit, I didn't successfully spring one trap. If I have to rely on Fontaine to make even one scratch, then I'm doomed from the get-go in...any one-on-one...or many--fight.] Really, he'd been incredibly lucky that most of his last fight saw him on a ledge overlooking the battle. Very few could reach him there.

[How could I be so...]

The elf fell silent, the tune his friend hummed a temporary reverie for his aching body. He welcomed it, though; it meant he was still alive enough to absolutely loathe the feeling and that was good enough for him. Something he also hated? The next word that came out of his mouth, particularly because it rang true in this situation.

[Useless.]

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
He wasn't surprised at her anger, really; he'd expected that. What he didn't expect was that he would laugh in response to her words, though the sound held little of the mirth he was known for.

[You are right...you are. But as you, yourself said, you are hard on me, so why wouldn't I be harder on myself?]

Nokosi relaxed in her arms, even though her body had been tense just a moment ago. He allowed his fingers to trail along her arm while the other tentatively touched the large, sticky red blotch matted in his hair.

[Can I be truthful with you, Ellistree?] He was going to be regardless of how she answered. [I have little care for any of these people, for their situations or what is to come of them. Perhaps in time my opinion will change if we befriend each other, but until then my chest remains free of much concern to their well-being.

[I have lived in the forests of Ashenvale and the surrounding woods for over 160 years, primarily alone. In all that time I did not tire, despite my conditions, views on the world and the impending war. I am not sure how long or little I have been aboard this ship but I am tired, Ellistree. There is little that keeps me from awakening with anxiousness in my being and I can a part of myself slowly curling up to hide, to die, I do not know...every day.It is worse for Fontaine. Being cut off like that makes him feel as if he's hollow inside. As if a part of him is nothing but a void.]

[But then I am reminded that there must be something, somewhere that feels some sympathy, or perhaps pity for me, because you showed up. And I feel...I felt good. Everyone is busy with their own things and days and I am not able to spend time with them, but then you show up and...and..]

A small smile spread over his lips and he shook his head slightly. [And I was mad. Selfish. Possessive. I know you will be seeing Ronnae later and Billy will probably be there. I could kill him for that, you know; their double standards aside. I explicitly didn't want to share my little bit of happiness in a bleak situation with anyone other than Ronnae, but now I have to. It's too late to do anything about that, because that is who you are. And I hate it. But it is one of the things I love, too.]

Nokosi ran his hand across his forehead, pushing the bangs that framed his face out of the way. He exhaled slowly, then dropped his arm back to his side to cradle his aching stomach.

[Useless. Those thoughts. That is why I said that, you know.]

[identity profile] nokosi.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He leaned up to the kiss, ignoring the pain that lingered in his back. His hands were on either side of her shoulders as he pushed against her, trying to sink into the comforting warmth of the moment. When she withdrew herself, he lowered his body back to laying over her lap.

"Ellistree..."

Her words...that was not what he meant, not at all.

[I have no problem with you giving yourself to others. It is how you are, how you've always been. I love you, Ronnae and Nehaalista for all your different traits. What I mean is that I was simply being overly selfish. I wanted your time, all of it, for me. And Ronnae. For no other reason than I care about you so much that I only wanted that happiness for myself in the little time we have.

[I know you would give it to me if you were not here for such a small amount of time; of that I am certain.] He raised a hand to run along her cheek, a smile pulling on his lips. [You shouldn't think so deeply of the selfish things I say, Ellistree. I am still like a child, sometimes; throwing my own fit if things don't play the way I want them to. I can't help it, though...you all have spoiled me rotten with the attention and time I was lavished with and so, given how I tend to feel from time to time, I was greedy.]

[identity profile] dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Somewhere, very close by, a twig snapped in the woods, followed by a high, childish laugh. A Draenic laugh.

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