Hunting?

[•Mouse•]

Maeve smiled at the fact they were fun and simply stored that in a little part of her mind along with other things. As he took a step back it seemed Maeve had to refrain from knocking the man over, whether he liked it or not she wouldn't have cared. But he was right, now wasn't the time. There was a cat to kill.

" Maybe it will give up and go stalk a mouse. Cat's aren't exactly fun to kill, kind of easy if you ask me." Sighed the girl looking about the mist. As she stepped through Ven to his other side she looked about some more and couldn't seem to find that damned cat. Though she should probably thank him, it did bring Ven to the aid and into her prescence.

" I hope it gives up. I don't like standing around untouchable. It's not very fun and gets rather boring. I can't push people." Maeve seemed a bit down about being unable to hurt and or touch people. It was like a little kid whose puppy had gone missing or something.

[Seaheart]

Mezzidok had anticipated this. Fine. How about a snake find something that was all over the place. The girl was good...his attacks phased through her. He punced toward Ven, claws outstretched. They would have landed, except he turned to mist at the last second. Now everything seemed to be silent. He was not there. Just...mist, blending in with the rest. He carried the scent of the rest of it. It watched Ven and Maeve with no eyes. It drifted in and out. No blood....but Mezzidok was ready to take the two people in front of him. The first one was fortunate. Nothing would take her life. The other one....an animal that could almost ahve two sense in one. Smell in taste.....he'd be tricky. He now just wanted to watch how his prey reacted.

[Ven]

"Well then it seems we have reached an impass." Ven said, his voice showing clear disgust at the situation.

"I want to have a decent conversation, that could possibly amount to something but I can't due to or jump happy thingy cat. However the cat can't hurt milady here, and if he shows himself will easily be....." Ven rolled a finger in the air, he was attempting to find the best adjective for the situation.

"Destroyed? Multilated? Abolsihed? utterly defeated? Or how about this, the next that mister misty here decides to show his face I'll rip it off." Ven said, his voice hold a cold casuality to it. He began to use the harder scales on his forearm to bring his claws into more of a point, in much the same fashion someone would so it they wanted to pick dirt out from under their finger nails.

"So messuier thingy cat, shall you be persistant in this game of watching, or will you leave us allone. I'm really not in the mood for any type of fight, and frankly your not even in my league, actually probably not even the league bellow mine. So you can either leave and climb drink a bowl of milk...or, whatever you mammals do, or get involved and never get the oppurtunity to get involved again."

[•Mouse•]

" All of those were delicious. I feel honored that you intervened on, what seems to be, my behalf." Chuckled Maeve. She put on a mock Damsel in Distress face, hand on heart (well breast but whatever!) and one to her cheek. " My hero!" She said in a very fanciful voice that made her laugh softly. Dropping her hands to her side she looked at the mist.

" You know, only a coward would hide for this long. Here Ven is, screaming 'ATTACK ME' and our little kitty can't muster the courage to attack." Maeve said, mocking the creature which mingled with the mist and had become one with it. She grew annoyed with the creature, if he showed himself, she'd just turn him to ash if it meant she could hold a converstaion with Ven.

[Seaheart]

The instincts wanted to make him pounce right now. But he was right. He was not in his league....wherever it may be. For now, he'd wait...and wait.....find out his prey. Except snake man still did not know what his mist could do.....he suddenly started to feel light headed. Or...well...light headed as any mist could get. All the mist started to dissapear, and Mezzidok tunred to normal, up against a tree. He held his head, having the worst migrane ever.

"What...what happened." He murmed, asking himself a question. Questions. Mezzidok asked alot of questions, mainly because, he didn't know much. He huddled himself against the tree, feeling like the time when the whole town turned into mist. He looked around, seeing everythign was solid. And two people he did not know were not mist, so that was also good.

He didn't know about the threats, or anything charged against him. He looked ta Ven, gettign a shudder. He didn't know why, but sometihing told him not to question why he was afraid right now. Not the fear his parents struck in him. He wanted...he wanted a room. a room the one his parents sen him to after the beatings. Where he could stare at a wall and not feel pain. He felt alot of pain now. Instincts still ravaged in his mind, warrign against eachother.

[Ven]

Ven scked the scales back into his skin, a coushed brefily clearing his throat. He then whipped around to look at Mezzidok.

"Run." He said bluntly. his fangs growing a few inches as he spoke, his eyes also flashing a brighter green than normal a the syllable escaped his lips.

"Because I'm really not in the mood to deal with anyone except her at the momment." Ven continued, jerking his thumb back in Maeve's direction. He was speaking the truth, in reality he was probably being nice to the boy, the kid had a migrane, and Ven was pissed in general, not to mention the fact that he could easily have been the cat that had been hanging around judging by his scent. When ven said he was not in the mood for a conflict it essentially meant leave me allone, or never ever be able to sit down because your ass got kicked waaaaaay to hard.

[•Mouse•]

" Oh, Goody. I'm get you all to myself. I must have done something right." Maeve, her body becoming tangible once more. She once more scanned Ven over with her eyes before looking at Mezzidok. She sniggered at the boy's state. Whether he was the annoying cat from before, she didn't care. If he left, she'd be very thankful.

" I'd do as he says. I've got no clue as to what this guy can do. But...I'm sure it's...painful"Maeve smiled as she said this last word. Pain being one of her favorite things, she felt an instant longing to be pinched, but surpressed it and stood looking the boy over before her eyes once more for the fifth or sixth time returned to their favorite subject...Ven.

[Seaheart]

He looked at Ven, regretful eyes returning. The eyes were always filled with sadness and regret. He then asked curiously? Why should I run? What should I do?" He looked at his claws. Did these people also hate him for his claws? Like his parents? He looked at them and asked. "Don't beat me. Please don't beat me." He whispered, memories flooding back. "Is it because of my claws? I...I...please odn;t beat me." He said looking through them with fear in his eyes as if he was watching the ghost of his parents behind Ven and Maeve.

[Ven]

Ven's hand jerked up, now coated in scales, showing a his traces of claws.

"It's not for the claws buddy." ven said aggravated by the fact the boy was still there.

"It's the fact you won't leave, and yes we will beat, will it be bruises, maybe not, will you be coughing up blood either way.......yes." Me said, drapping an arm over Maeve almost deffensively.

"Now please do everyone, including yourself a favor, and go back to wherever you came from, because frankly your not wanted here at the momment. rtell you what, maybe if you see me again later I'll get you a saucer fof milk or something, but until that time comes, I would, once again, suggest running."

[•Mouse•]

" Shoo, Scurry away now." Maeve waved a hand dismissively at Mezzidok. But the sound of maybe blood being coughed up caught her attention. She remained silent as Ven draped his arm about her, saying something about a saucer of milk. She laughed softly, placing her own arm around his waist.

" I suggest you keep those delightful claws out. Whether you do or not, is entirely up to you, my dear." Maeve advised, changing the topic from the boy huddled by a tree near the two to something Maeve enjoyed...Pain. Yes, it seemed she was a bit obsessed with it. But, well, she figured that was a topic Ven probably knew a fair share about.

[Ven]

Ven turned his attention away from the boy, once again attempting to start a conversation With Maeve.

"Well if you insist." Ven said, his voice hissing softly, trailing out his S's. He brought the hand over her shoulder beneath her, chin, his claws still on it. He gently scraped the bottom of her chin almost playfully.

Ven had to admit he really liked her. So far his powers only seemed to make her like him more, as opposed to various past relatioships where they had only caused him to grow apart from people. Now his pet snake Amare, which had actually remained around his shoulder slowly began to slither over His shoulders to a point where it settled between Ven's arm a Maeve's shoulders.

"Look at That, Amare likes you."

[•Mouse•]

Maeve nibbled her lower lip as she felt the claws dance across her chin. She could feel the slight scrapping of them and couldn't help but softly laugh for just a brief minute. Her eyes rolled to the side to look at Amare and she smilled. She had to come to terms with one thing, the snake was rather beautiful.

" Oh, well hello there. Come here sweetheart." Maeve turned a little to hold her hands out to the snake, to give it access to her arms. She smiled at it, looking at the python as if it was a precious creature.

[Ven]

Amare slowly descended down and around her arms, his body remaining in a constant, yet slow state of motion, as he simply slithered around her arm like a cork screw, not squeezing, just readjusting himself.

"Looks like you fit right in." Ven said bringing his head to a level much closer to her level.

"Another day like this, who knows you may just have claws too." He continued, still stroking her with his claw lightly.

(sorry it's so short)

[•Mouse•]

" And by that, Dear boy, You mean?" Questioned Maeve. Her voice held curiousity as did her eyes, as they didn't seem focused on the snake any longer. Yes, Once more Maeve was taking in all of Ven's features in a slow and careful scan of his face. He had brought it closer, So why shouldn't Maeve enjoy it a little? A hand proceeded to caress the snake's scales as he adjusted himself on her arm. The claws that continually stroking her chin and neck was torture however, as Maeve struggled with her mentality in an attempt to stay calm and not tackle the young man. Yes, she was having that same fight as usual.

The hand that had been giving Amare a gentle pet stopped Ven's hand. " If you keep that up, I won't be held responsible for what happens. Fun as it maybe, You can't blame me." She said as if saying something so common and so basic. But to the mundane and regular people, this sounded so odd. And as she came close to the end of her statement, her hand slide down his hand and fell back to giving Amare it's full attention.

[Seaheart]

He gulped. Bruises...blood.....why? He had doen nothing? Why did everyone hate him? "Please...please don't...I don't know what I did? Why does everyone do this?" He asked it so simply, as if both knew the answer. He took a gulp, instincts clawing to rip these two to shreds. Except he was too scared, like he was when he was young. He at least knew his powers this time. He pushed back and back on the tree till he turned to mist, drifting away, or around, scared.