abyssianmelody | [BACKLOG] ...Well, Shoot

Entry tags:

[BACKLOG] ...Well, Shoot

Who: Noishe, Tenebrae
Where: A cell, Random Research Facility 1, Hod
When: Before the fall of Hod, after Tenebrae was born
Warnings: N/A

Slamming his fore left paw against the metal bars one last time, Noishe turned away, disheartened. Why was he such an idiot? He just had to go burn the hat of that one human...what, were they, a Soarer? Scorner? Whatever. Anyway, it was that simple, but incredibly fun act that had led to his capture. The sared beast glanced sidelong at the dark-colored creature that shared his cell. The fur on the back of his neck rose the slightest degree. This arshis was...him, but it wasn't! Only Noishe was Noishe, right? It was so...scary. Freaky. It made Noishe's head hurt. Yet...the creature, despite the sensations that the beast felt against it, had done nothing to him. He couldn't feel bad about it. Maybe, even, it could be a friend!

Noishe made a very wolfish grin. There was a ring around the other beast's ankle, too. The pack alpha would be mad, but...he always was when Noishe stole the Ring. Yet, he couldn't help himself. It was too much fun! Seriously, WAY too much fun. Addictingly fun. But... the arshis' happiness faded. Both of them were trapped inside this human contraption. How could they get out...? Maybe his friend would have an idea.

"Hey, you. I think we should get out of here. Any ideas?"

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

He didn't even have a name yet. He hardly knew what his original was talking about, even. The replicated sorcerer's ring had some effect to help him understand, thankfully, but it took him a few moments to think upon what the other was saying, even still.

Get out?

... Well, that seemed like a great idea. Splendid, wonderful. But how could he, who had only been born perhaps an hour before, possibly be able to think of a way out? He was still growing accustomed to this world, for Lorelei's sake.

"It's fascinating, really. I've only been alive for an hour at most, and yet I am expected to come up with some brilliant idea for breaking out of the only place I've ever known. Of course, friend. Of course I can do that."

... perhsps the Sorcerer's ring gave him more than just an understanding of words. He wasn't about to argue with it, however. It was probably some effect of his original being replicated with the ring on. Or perhaps, it might have been that accident during the replication process.

either way, he was able to speak, and understand words.

Noishe sighed. Maybe he shouldn't have suggested an idea. it's not like he knew anything about whatever exactly the humans did to him. He wasn't human. (Thank Lorelei for that!)

"Okay, fine. Whatever." The original muttered. "I just thought that maybe you'd at least hold some intelligence, but I guess not." The arshis, unable to merely sit still, began pacing. "Well, I know that the people should be leaving soon. They always leave around this time of day..." Noishe had, after all, been there for half a week.

He closed his eyes and bowed his head a little at that.

"Hm. For being only an hour old, I think I'm quite intelligent." He commented, then lay down, his head on his paws.

'Arrogant, aren't we?' Noishe thought bitterly, but tried to be tolerant. The other arshis was right, he was only an hour old... Deep breath... One, two...eight... "If you're so intelligent already, then, why don't you think of an idea to get us somewhere?" The arshis growled softly. 'Patience...' He reminded himself again.

He sniffed.

"I do not know the workings of this place. However, you say they always leave around this time, do they? In that case, we need to first figure out a way out of this contraption," He nodded, referring to the cage they were currently trapped inside of.

"Next, we would need an escape route."

...Well, that didn't help very much. Noishe was only half-conscious when he was brought in here. He could have sworn that he saw a door in that one room, though, where the other arshis was born... Maybe that was where they would need to go. "Fine, then. I know where we can go, but we're still at square one: How do we get out of here? I know I couldn't do it by myself...Say...you." That would not do. Noishe needed a name to call his companion. "Do you have a name?"

"I do not," he replied simply, laying down again. He was quite exhausted, despite resting for the past hour. The replication process was intense.

"Those humans apparently didn't deem me fit to call me anything but 'the replica.' Whatever that is supposed to mean."

A strange compassion came over the original. Replica...so that's what the other's type of creature was called. He was Noishe's replica. "Well, basically...you're a copy of me or something, I guess. That's the least that I understood from the humans, anyway. But..." This creature still wasn't him. Even if he was meant to be his copy, he wasn't. Noishe settled down onto his belly and pawed absently at the Sorcerer's Ring on his foreleg.

As his gaze wandered to the accessory, an idea struck him. The alpha had told him about the Ring, and how there was one very strong verse inscribed in it of the first fonon. Apparently, it was written in an ancient language about shadow and darkness or some such stuff.

A young Noishe shifted a little uncomfortably. "Then, what does the verse say, exactly?" The alpha fixed him with a smile, glad that the young beast was curious.

"It says, 'Tenebrae redimio is lux lucis pre,' or, translated into our tongue it roughly means, 'Shadows surround this light ahead.' It is a fonic arte in this Ring, that if the holder can understand how to work it, he or she could use the first fonon." Noishe continued to stare with wide, interested, and excited eyes.

The original brought his gaze up to his replica counterpart. "The band we both have across our ankle... It has a verse that mentions shadows. Since you need a name, don't look exactly like me and you look shadowy...how about the word used for that--Tenebrae?"

Tenebrae.

Tenebrae.

In the hour or so that he had been alive, he had never been given a true name. And now, the one he was copied from has given him one. Who was he to decline? Despite being utterly snarky and sarcastic, Tenebrae did have a side of compassion, gratuity, and ... well, he was touched, really.

He lifted his head, and acknowledged the name - and his original - with a nod.

"Tenebrae ... it is fitting. I thank you, friend, for giving me such a name. Or a name in general, on that note." He bowed his head politely.

"So, from here on forth, I will be known as Tenebrae, correct?"

"You...don't need to thank me..." Noishe stammered, a embarrassed at the gratitude. Frankly, he was surprised that the replica would do that. He seemed...not that kind of person. Arshis. Stupid expressions. "And if you want that name, use it. If not, don't." The original arshis smiled as best a beast such as him could smile.

"Well, Tenebrae, we are going to get out of here somehow, but...what will you do after that?" Another strange wave of compassion had come over him. He was worried about this--his-- replica. Tenebrae didn't know much--anything--about the world, little about who and what he was or...anything. He was like a pup that could only now talk. Except Tenebrae wasn't a pup. Not exactly. But until he knew things, he'd need someone to look out for him...right?

Noishe never had any siblings. His one brother had been killed somehow, he had been told. Thus, he never knew what it was like. but this replica...it was like a brother, wasn't it?

Tenebrae stood, then sat again, looking to Noishe.

"Afterward, I suppose I will stay with you. I have no knowledge of the outside world. It would be wise to learn. In order to do that, however, we must find our way out, correct?"

((OOC: Make up your mind, Tenebie! X3))

Nodding, Noishe turned his soft gaze to the bars. "Yes, we do. I wonder..." He closed his eyes, concentrated on the Ring, and through that, sought to gather fonons. The strongest verse had the first fonon, but another of the verses was that of the fifth fonon. The fire fonons collected and Noishe sent them forth at the bars. However, nothing happened. The arshis sighed in disappointment.

"I wish I could break out with something so simple as that..."

"Perhaps if we shot at the bars together?" Tenebrae suggested, padding up next to his original.

"...That could work. But you don't know how to do it, do you?" Noishe blinked. " Well, I guess I can try to explain. Concentrate on the Ring and try to gather fonons--those are particles of...something. Energy, something like that--around you that are like fire...then shove them away. That's the only thing I know how to do with the Ring, though it allows more than that. Does that make sense at all?" Maybe between the two of them, it could work. The original dearly hoped so.

"Your explanations are quite extraordinary, I must say." Sarcasm. Tenebrae found it fit to be sarcastic. But he took what he could from that explanation and tried it for himself.

Luckily, within a few tries, Tenebrae was able to perform it himself; the accident which happened during the replication probably helped. He HAD, aftor all, had the first fonon absorbed into him.

"Why is it I get the feeling that you're going to try your best to be a pain to me?" Noishe growled softly.The white-and-green-pelted arshis shook off his irritation, at least for the moment. "Anyway, we need to concentrate. On three, we'll both do it at the same time at that middle bar." Noishe closed his eyes. "One..." The original concentrated. "Two..." Seeking the fonons and finding them, he brought them to himself. "And...three! Go!" The beast released the gathered fonons, the fire energy bursting into life to attack the middle bar.

And with that, Tenebrae released his own gathered fonons, at the exact area Noishe had indicated, hoping it would work.

A wolfish gin set upon the original's countenance. Before his eyes, at the combined fiery barrage of both arshis, the bar began to melt. Noishe introspected the condition of it and judged the space large enough for both to go through, one at a time. However...as soon as he placed his paw on the bar, he yelped. By Lorelei, that thing was HOT!

Like no one could have already guessed that much.

"Remind me not to try that," Tenebrae commented, upon seeing Noishe's reaction to the melting bar. He padded up closer to inspect the damage they'd done, and sat down before it, letting out a satisfied sniff.

"I must say, we did a number on it," He looked back at his original and smirked.

"It's quite toasty here. I daresay you should try warming yourself." Yes, Tenebrae. Be a jerk.

Noishe growled in reply, gingerly setting his injured paw down onto the ground. His gaze wandered back to the blasted bar. "Well, you're right. We did. We'll need to wait for it to cool, and...just as a reminder, don't try what I did." His replica did, after all, request that he be reminded...

"Thank you for the reminder," Tenebrae said, laying down near the still heated, melted bar.

"Hn~ It's so warm here~ Are you absolutely positive you don't wish to sit by such lovely warmth~?"

"Yes, I'm fairly positive that I don't want to sit by your 'lovely warmth,' thank you. I'll just sit here for a while, wait for my paw to stop hurting, and wait for it to cool down. In fact, you get to be the one to test it, so have fun." At least Noishe felt he could perhaps get some sort of revenge for Tenebrae's behavior this way. Were all 'siblings' supposed to be like this?

...Or was it just a replica-original thing? Maybe it was just Tenebrae. Noishe had thought that he was weird, but this replica...

To say Tenebrae's weirdness would go off the charts--were there such a chart-would be an understatement.

Tenebrae is the most amazing replica ever, Noishe. You know you love him.

"Gladly," He replied, smirking as he rested his head upon his front paws. "Would you like for me to serve you your dinner while I'm at it?"

Let the banter continue.

As much as Noishe would want to deny any sense of affection for his replica, he still felt compassion and a small glimmer of kinship with the other beast. Unfortunately. (In Noishe's eyes, anyway.)

"In fact, yes. That might be very nice. Get to it." The arshis' response was cynical, bitter. As fun as banter was, he did get tired of it sometimes. Somehow, he had the feeling that the pack alpha would not be happy with the new addition to the pack.

"Tell me what there is to be served here, and I might even consider having some myself," He chuckled.

"Of course, not without serving you first and foremost, your majesty."

"Well, there is...wait. Let me think." It seemed that Noishe was actually thinking. Really, he was. " Oh yeah, they practically starve us." Even more cynicism entered his voice. He was starving. If he could get any scrap of meat, he would be the happiest arshis. Of course, what needs would a beast such as him have?

"Perhaps we'll find something once we get out of this place. And it would seem that our lucky moment has finally arrived." Tenebrae stood, stretching a little bit before stepping casually through the bars.

"Your turn, brother."

The original brightened at that. "Already cooled? That's good, then. Thank you." Noishe stepped carefully over to the space in between the bars and stepped through with a little difficulty. He never anticipated the feeling of freedom granted to him upon escaping form the cage. Another grin appeared as he looked to his replica.

"Well, then. Let's head left. I thought I saw another door in the lab where you were born. Just...be careful, please? If you get us into trouble...well. I don't want us to get into trouble. Let's get out of here." Without another word, he began padding away down the corridor, continuously scanning the entire hall for anything out of place.

"And who's to say I will be the one getting us into trouble, hm?" But he didn't protest any more than that, and followed Noishe out.

"By the way, I don't believe I've ever gotten your name. You gave me mine. Is it too much to request to know yours?"

Oh, that was right! Noishe felt slightly ashamed. He had done that, and hadn't even introduced himself. "You're right... I'm sorry about that. I was named Noishe." He responded. The beast snickered slightly at his replica. "And I say that because I know more than you do, and I am actually a lot more stealthy than you give me credit fo-" His point was not backed up very well as he crashed into a wall, forgetting about the sudden, sharp turn towards the lab-room-place.

Tenebrae stopped, and chuckled at the display.

"Stealthy indeed, Noishe. A pleasure."

"Sh-shut up. Usually, I do fine. I blame whatever weird stuff they fed me..." The arshis mumbled, turning away from his replica. Of course he wouldn't have normally done this! Tenebrae was...well. He hadn't seen how stealthy Noishe really was! After all, this was only the first time he was caught!

...Okay, the second. Fine, the third.

...Ugh, okay. So he had been caught many times before. He just had always gotten away before they could actually capture him or do anything. Except this time, of course. But...he was still really, really stealthy!

"Mn, I'm sure. You'll have the time to show me just how stealthy you are once we get out of here," Tenebrae said, chuckling.

"Lead the way, brother."

"Maybe I will..." The indignant Noishe muttered, sticking his head into the air as he continued on. This time, however, he managed ot not crash into a wall. Somehow. With a grunt, the original pushed open the door and peered into the facility room thing. it appeared empty, and it was dark...save for the flickering lights of the fomicry machine--he heard the name form one of the scientist people--and the other "compoodur" fontech things. Not like he knew what those were, or that he cared.

"I'm pretty sure that everyone should be gone..." The original whispered. " But be careful. I don't know for sure." Without further ado, he pushed the door open with his injured paw, eliciting a soft whine from his throat. Grumbling at himself in his mind, he ignored the throbbing and continued inside the large room. "Don't touch anything."

"I'm touching the floor," Tenebrae noted, just to be a pain in his original's side. Not that he would know, but he was acting much like the little brother he seemed to be now.

He chuckled.

"Do we have a plan for if we should happen to run into anybody?"

"Funny, Tenebrae..." Noishe mumbled. As for if they ran into anyone... Noishe didn't like to fight, he had to admit. Despite all appearances, he'd prefer not having violence when it came to combat. However, he supposed they could use the fire fonic arte if needed.

"I guess we can use the Sorcerer's Ring again..."

"I thought so," he replied, smirking again.

He thought on that.

"I suppose it's all we've got to go on for now. Carry on, then."

In a painfully slow manner, Noishe crept to the door. Before he grasped the handle in his jaws, he looked back to make sure that no one else was there. Relieved to find it so, he bit down on the handle and pushed the door to freedom open.

The night air greeted his muzzle as the beast stuck his head out of the door. Unfortunately...a jarring alarm started, and the original flinched. "Hurry, Tenebrae!" The arshis snapped and hurried into town. 'Please don't let them catch us...' Came the worried thought.

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Tenebrae replied as he hurriedly rushed after his original, making certain to keep him in his sights as they made their escape into the outside world he had never known.

((OoC: Good place to end this backlog, do you think? :O))

I think so. ♥

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[BACKLOG] ...Well, Shoot

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

ooc.