04-04-2016, 10:53 PM
if you lovin' my bark, let me bury my bone
Who the hell does this guy think he is? Suddenly just showing up like he's really some great father or some shit? His bunny rabbit ass would prove Nymph he was fine and would survive the Tundra even though he didn't understand the lack of women or whatever. Vaughan wasn't really a hot head like his mother, he was more apathetic really with an occasional slip in his filter. He was young, naive and invincible in his own eyes but it was strange that he viewed his sister much differently.
He'd walk through this cave and go find her, simple as that.
It had to be some type of scare tactic anyhow, in his experience it always had some underlying reason to make him fearful. He didn't have the heart to let his mother know he wasn't sipping the tea. He heads towards the cave and feels a gust of cold wind pick up, his nose begins to run with the sudden climate change and it nearly freezes as soon as it reaches the edges of his nostrils. He turns to see if anyone is watching him and without being noticed slips quietly into the cave and for a few moments stays silent, wondering cautiously if a creature was looming within but what he would come to find would be far more worrisome. He feels like he's drifting in and out of consciousness - like when you fall asleep and jerk yourself awake. His eyes are slowly starting to adjust to the darkness -- a faint image stands ahead, Vessel. "The fuck? You have everyone worried, did you think this was funny?" he grows irritated and goes to approach her to bite at her, something he did frequently to keep her 'in line' but this time it was different. She was always two steps ahead of him and untouchable. "Stop moving away from me, we're taking you to the Chamber to find Mother." he says but she doesn't respond, a vision of Kimber appears too and he gets thoroughly confused -- they both start screaming, it's loud and shrill and then the word begins he watches as they're assaulted and he is stifled. He cannot move, he cannot call for help the black colt can on stare in complete horror. He watches as his sister and mother are both raped, beaten and tormented by this unknown beast; it has no face but it creeps deep within Vaughan's soul. Part of him wants to take the pain away but another part of him wants his eyes to be burned from his face so he never witnesses anything like this again.
He furrows his brow and falls into the side of the cave, finally yelling out as he shuts his eyes and winces, "STOP! STOP, YOU'RE KILLING THEM. STOP. TAKE ME INSTEAD, PLEASE DON'T HURT THEM ANYMORE." he spits out with desperation and suddenly the smell of blood and bile is washed away, a beacon of light submerges and standing as if almost a silhouette is another man. His face is blurry but he is tall, black and has some sort of horns - he smiles, kindly at them and looks over to Vessel and Kimber. He gives a curt nod to Vaughan, "Who was that? Who are you?" he says as he watches Kimber join the male, confused and worried that he, too, would harm her. The black stallion shakes his forelock, an unspoken "no" and cheeks the blue mare. "Let's go ho-" he cannot finish, he shoved quickly into what feels like closing walls. The rocks pile and start pushing him out as he takes off in a full run for what he hopes is the way out; it's all dark. "Hello?" All is still, no beacon of light - no beasts, no sister or mother. He closes his eyes once more and he starts to smell burning hair, his left shoulder begins to ache and feel inflamed. The hair is slowly being etched off and his eyes grow wide with equal parts wonder and fear. He hears a low voice, almost a growl and feels his twin's fear but before he can find the voice it belongs to, he is out cold.
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He doesn't remember walking out of the cave, he is almost certain that he didn't but someone lifted him out - either way, he's genuinely shell-shocked. And devastated. What has happened to Kimber and Vessel? He stands in a pool of sweat, his chest rising and falling at an alarming rate. Vaughan had never felt the way he feels now, both paralyzed and on edge all at the same time. A scar in the shape of an anchor has found a new home on his left shoulder, he doesn't understand it but he doesn't try right now. He scans the area for Offspring or Brynmor, the only two he even could recognize - he wouldn't admit that he proverbially pissed himself but even the most untrained eye could see the shaking of his knees. He has always been the protector, he always felt a duty to his twin and even to his mother despite her being more capable than him even.
Some sense of responsibility is just hardwired.
"I've survived but I never want to go back again," he says with a cracked voice, his nostrils flaring wildly as he attempts to catch his breath, he doesn't care if anyone hears him. He is spent but he knows that there are other priorities. The Tundra had shown him something he would never forget, he wonders what else it would unfold for him.
He'd walk through this cave and go find her, simple as that.
It had to be some type of scare tactic anyhow, in his experience it always had some underlying reason to make him fearful. He didn't have the heart to let his mother know he wasn't sipping the tea. He heads towards the cave and feels a gust of cold wind pick up, his nose begins to run with the sudden climate change and it nearly freezes as soon as it reaches the edges of his nostrils. He turns to see if anyone is watching him and without being noticed slips quietly into the cave and for a few moments stays silent, wondering cautiously if a creature was looming within but what he would come to find would be far more worrisome. He feels like he's drifting in and out of consciousness - like when you fall asleep and jerk yourself awake. His eyes are slowly starting to adjust to the darkness -- a faint image stands ahead, Vessel. "The fuck? You have everyone worried, did you think this was funny?" he grows irritated and goes to approach her to bite at her, something he did frequently to keep her 'in line' but this time it was different. She was always two steps ahead of him and untouchable. "Stop moving away from me, we're taking you to the Chamber to find Mother." he says but she doesn't respond, a vision of Kimber appears too and he gets thoroughly confused -- they both start screaming, it's loud and shrill and then the word begins he watches as they're assaulted and he is stifled. He cannot move, he cannot call for help the black colt can on stare in complete horror. He watches as his sister and mother are both raped, beaten and tormented by this unknown beast; it has no face but it creeps deep within Vaughan's soul. Part of him wants to take the pain away but another part of him wants his eyes to be burned from his face so he never witnesses anything like this again.
He furrows his brow and falls into the side of the cave, finally yelling out as he shuts his eyes and winces, "STOP! STOP, YOU'RE KILLING THEM. STOP. TAKE ME INSTEAD, PLEASE DON'T HURT THEM ANYMORE." he spits out with desperation and suddenly the smell of blood and bile is washed away, a beacon of light submerges and standing as if almost a silhouette is another man. His face is blurry but he is tall, black and has some sort of horns - he smiles, kindly at them and looks over to Vessel and Kimber. He gives a curt nod to Vaughan, "Who was that? Who are you?" he says as he watches Kimber join the male, confused and worried that he, too, would harm her. The black stallion shakes his forelock, an unspoken "no" and cheeks the blue mare. "Let's go ho-" he cannot finish, he shoved quickly into what feels like closing walls. The rocks pile and start pushing him out as he takes off in a full run for what he hopes is the way out; it's all dark. "Hello?" All is still, no beacon of light - no beasts, no sister or mother. He closes his eyes once more and he starts to smell burning hair, his left shoulder begins to ache and feel inflamed. The hair is slowly being etched off and his eyes grow wide with equal parts wonder and fear. He hears a low voice, almost a growl and feels his twin's fear but before he can find the voice it belongs to, he is out cold.
He doesn't remember walking out of the cave, he is almost certain that he didn't but someone lifted him out - either way, he's genuinely shell-shocked. And devastated. What has happened to Kimber and Vessel? He stands in a pool of sweat, his chest rising and falling at an alarming rate. Vaughan had never felt the way he feels now, both paralyzed and on edge all at the same time. A scar in the shape of an anchor has found a new home on his left shoulder, he doesn't understand it but he doesn't try right now. He scans the area for Offspring or Brynmor, the only two he even could recognize - he wouldn't admit that he proverbially pissed himself but even the most untrained eye could see the shaking of his knees. He has always been the protector, he always felt a duty to his twin and even to his mother despite her being more capable than him even.
Some sense of responsibility is just hardwired.
"I've survived but I never want to go back again," he says with a cracked voice, his nostrils flaring wildly as he attempts to catch his breath, he doesn't care if anyone hears him. He is spent but he knows that there are other priorities. The Tundra had shown him something he would never forget, he wonders what else it would unfold for him.
VAUGHAN