mutant lovers

i smile and shake head as i collect clothing for disposal.

"If you'd lie on table, face down I can see if I can get your skin to reknit itself."

I try not to stare at the skeletal creature before my with skin patched here and there in a ghastly pasty white. What I healed would undoubtedly be tender but at least it would get some color into it I thought.

he laid down and i slowly ran fingers lightly starting from his feet up over back of his legs feeling the tingle as skin slowly repaired and grew. I traced lines of stitches using a tool to take some of them out because skin was fighting them as i slide over his behind and looked at the mass f entree and exits wounds adorning his back.

"ever heard the expression your body is a temple, you should worship it?" i shake my head again and concentrate my soft fingers gliding up and over back again and again aligning his spine and mending ribs, as skin fuses and heals, my eyes are closed and when i open them the change is nearly miraculous. he still looks pale as diseases war inside him but at least half his body is whole.
 
D.O.A.

"Well, my bodies been more like a mausoleum than a temple, for longer than I can remember..." I replied, as she ran her hands across my back. Her touch made my skin tingle.

"Thats all I can do for now" she said, taking her hands away.

"Hmm? And I was hoping you were going to get out the oil..." I laughed, then looked down at myself. I gasped, holding one of my hands up in front of my face.

"Um... wow?" I said, "thats amazing!"

I turned to face her, "you have my eternal thanks, doc" I said, "I've never felt... er, looked... so alive... anything I can do, you let me know".

She smiled, nodding.
 
After two hours of leting my sarow out I rane it back in and hed to the lake to see if the cat whonted som cumpiny.

When I git ther I stop in supris it butifol. I see the cat whoching the lake I wolk up behind her and set taking in the buty. Leting it start healing my torn sole.
 
After two hours of leting my sarow out I rane it back in and hed to the lake to see if the cat whonted som cumpiny.

When I git ther I stop in supris it butifol. I see the cat whoching the lake I wolk up behind her and set taking in the buty. Leting it start healing my torn sole. Absintly I start peting the cat hering her pur in cuntentment.
 
OOC here is the URL for the map, http://www.fpm.iastate.edu/maps/central.html

we stay at memorial union, the student services building is where i imagine nightray, it's not labeled in large view, it's south of pearson. lake is west of memorial union and for more detailed maps you can click the map itself.

IC

I smile as he jokes and watch as he view his skin in astonishment.

"just try not to scrap up your skin, I'd prefer you to stay in this building for now, there's three floors and it hasn't been explored too much, you should easily find stuff to make yourself a bedroom. I'll have nightray bring your food and I'll check on you each day and we'll chart the diseases progress. Is there anything else you need?"
 
Pyro

I leave Violet to tend to DOA, but I'm too fidgety to fall asleep. I walk down the halls nervously, always checking behind myself at the hint of any sound, but nobody is there. I decide to go down to where we stored the weapons and explosives to make sure they are still there and nobody has tampered with them. I look over my shoulder to make sure I'm not being followed and crawl down to the celler where we hid the weapons.
 
I leave DOA to explore his new surroundings and mentally chids pyro, what's he doing in basement i think. i decide i deserve a little relaxation and head off to the old gymnasium, most people avoid it as there is newer gymnasium with a nice pool that people tend to go to. i unwind doing some tai chi
 
Tyriel

I knelt down before the crumbling building, and picked up the dirt and allowed it to run through my fingers and return to the ground. I could hear Muffin training in the background, the swoosh! of her blade as it cut through the air... Was I a little rude to just walk away like that?? I shoke my head and dismissed the thought.

I inspected the building to try and determine the best way of demolishing it. The old Alumni Hall was just a short stroll north of the Lake. Before the war, it used to be a popular gathering place for the graduates of all. Now, it was in ruins, half it's roof blown away... The structure was still more or less intact, held up by a giant concrete central pillar. It really was a shame to tear a building as such down, but it was too dangerous to leave it standing as well. What need to be done has to be done.

A mesh of steel poles stuck out of one of the concrete walls, and from that, I ripped a steel rod off, about the length of a sword... as I stared at the central pillar, the steal pole floated to my opened hand. I wrapped my fingers around it, and released the steel from my mind. It was cold to touch... Stepping away from the building, I raised the pole above my shoulder like a javelin, grounding my feet firmly for pivot, and hurled the pole directly at the pillar, accelerating it to near the speed of sound with my mind.. It crashed into the pillar with a resounding thud! and lodged about one metre inside the pillar. Cracks on the pillar began to radiate from the point of impact...

SwooOossh!! I turned my head around to see Muffin swinging the sword through the air... Or rather the sword swing HER through the air. Maybe I should give her a few pointers ... I thought to myself. I started to approach her, turning my attention completely away from the building.

"Hey, you wanna spar for a little bit?"

With my back still turned away from the Alumni building, I twisted my right shoulder and extended my arm towards the pillar. The pole dislodged from it's cradle within the pillar and flew straight into my outstretched hand... I held the steel pole before me, inspecting it's length as if it was a sword, as the building came crashing down in the background...

[Edited by Tyriel on 10-17-2000 at 07:23 PM]
 
I gawked in amazement at the trick he'd just done with the rebar. At least it looked like steel rebar to me. Next thing I knew, he had an instant sparring sword.

Maybe I hadn't utterly offended him after all. Maybe... Smiling suddenly, I wriggled the sword in his general direction. "You know how to work this thing?"
 
Tyriel

I must have at least looked competent, if not down right menacing, stand before her, a steel rebar in my hand, and a giant dust cloud looming behind me. Yeah. The dust cloud. Oops... I didn't really mean to make such a dramatic entrance. In my eagerness to engage into a little fun with Muffin, I've forgotten that the bar was the only thing keeping the main support of the building intact. Nevermind... at least from the look on her face, she looked... well, impressed to say the least...,

She wriggled her sword in my general direction.

"You know how to work this thing?"

I shrugged and raised my "sword" over my left shoulder, and sliced a crescent through the air, the tip of the sword cutting into the ground, a loud metallic screech echo-ing through the plain. A wisp of dust floated up into the air from where the bar made contact with the ground...

"I don't know... maybe?" I twitched my nose and grinned sheepishly.
 
Mind on business Muff, I kept telling myself. It wasn't working, but maybe if I kept saying it...

"Uhm, maybe if you used the sword, it would be easier." I said, giggling a little at his chagrin with the rebar. Crossing to him, I offer the sword, knowing I should offer it by grasping the blade. That would deny me one of the only chances I would get to touch him. I wanted to know what it was like. "I know nothing about swordsmanship."
 
Tyriel

I blushed at her joke about the rebar, and wandered over behind her - something that she wasn't exactly expecting.

"Well, first things first..." I said from behind, placing my left hand on her hip and gently pushing it forward...

"Everything begins with your stance..."

The skin on her hip was very soft and smooth to touch, which provide a fascinating contrast to the fur in her wolf form... I laced my fingers through hers on her right hand and adjusted her grip on the sword, lining up the "v" between her thumb and forefinger with the length of the blade, and pushing her hand up slightly higher on the hilt. I could tell that she was nervous... her grip on the sword was quite tight.

"Relax Muf..." I said playfully. "Make sure you've got enough room on the handle so that you can put your other hand on it if needs be..."

I felt her well-formed ass push slightly back against my hip... I bit my lower lip and rolled my eyes, reached down with my left hand and placed it softly on her ass, and pushed it forward...

"Stand STRAIGHT."
 
He was touching me, not just my hand either. His hands were on my hips and arms and fingers, and then on my ass. I had never been so acutely aware of my nakedness before in my life. With the heat of his body so near, I was frozen, vaguely hearing his instructions.

My butt kept pushing back and it wouldn't listen to me. He moved my fingers into the proper positions, his rich husky voice patiently instructing me. Thank gawd he was behind me, or he would notice certain parts of my anatomy had become very hard, things a bra or shirt usually hid from prying eyes.

"Okay, like this?" I asked, trying to my fingers and stance as he had instructed.
 
Tyriel

KillerMuffin said:
"Okay, like this?" I asked, trying to my fingers and stance as he had instructed.

"No." I said, reaching down and pushing her ass forward minutely once more.

"Like this."

Was her stance really that poor? Or did you just want to feel her ass again you pervert?? I questioned myself... I smirked and unlaced my fingers from Muffin's, stepping aside to assess her stance and grip...

Her fingers seemed to be relaxed and at the right position on the hilt, her trunk was slightly arched as it should be, the blade hovering midline and right in front, her knees flexed and readied, her ass round and tight, legs slender and inviting... her nipples were hard and stood bare, pointing in the air.. GEESSUSSS Tyriel!... Snap out of it! I thought to myself...

"Anyway. How about a bit of target practice?"

I levitated another rock, this time about the size of a basketball before her... there it floated, completely still, as if there was an invisible pillar beneath it.

"Ok.. just remember. The swing starts from your legs... through your hip, your shoulders, your elbows and then through your wrist. That way, the blow will be pure... so just relax. And swing away."
 
OOC: Just before Violet left DOA-

"Don't worry about food, I don't eat... or drink... or sleep... some new clothes would be nice, though..." I said.

I gave my jacket, held in her arms with the rest of my things, a forlorn look. "Burned?" I mumbled again.

"Sorry, it's necessary" Violet said.

I shrugged, as I nodded uneasily. "Okay..." I grumbled, then smiled, "but I get to keep the ashes, alright?"

She laughed.

"Okay, I'll get someone to bring some clothes for you" she said, and left.

I sat up on the table, twiddling my thumbs, and after a few minutes, a man knocked on the door and left me some. A black T-shirt, faded blue jeans, scruffy-looking cowboy boots, and a few other articles. Not really my style, but they fitted pretty well.

"Okay mate?" he said, and I nodded.

"Thanks" I said, and left, to take a good look round the place.

I didn't know how long I'd stay - I wasn't used to company, really - but I might as well make myself comfortable in the meantime.
 
After a fuw hours at the lake taking in the buty. I go back to my bilding on my way ther I see muffin and anuthe guy traning with a sword. I think to my self that I shoud find my sword it must be and my old home I sherg.

I go in the bilding that has my room and find the now comer looking around. I say hello do you need any thing.
 
D.O.A.

"Oh, hello again" I said, "just taking a nosey round the place... need to find myself a place to hole up, for a while... know anywhere round here free?"
 
You can stay in this bilding if you wont to nowone els is exept me and I wouldn't minde having som one around. my room is up stars. choos any room you like.
 
I pour myself into the forms and begin to let energy flow, trying to regain my balance after reforming DOA, he didn't eat, I wondered if eating would help, something about metabolism and regenerating. I'd have to take closer look at his DNA structure and look up some details in the science books I had scavenged.
 
Gripping the hilt as instructed, I "swing away." The shock of smacking the piece of concrete reverberates up my arms, and, unprepared for it, makes the sword go flying. I feel like such an idiot. I could fight with a knife, why couldn't I get the hang of this sword business?

From the corner of my eye, I see him lick his lips when I bend over to pick the blade up. I hadn't been so conscious of my skin since before the Blast.

"I can't do this." I blurted. He looks vaguely confused and a little, I don't know, and backed up a step.

"Was it something I did?"

"No, not that at all. You were just fine. I'm just, well, um, naked." I said, his eyes flicked down my body and he opened his mouth to say something. "It's not that. I'm used to being naked, it's just I can't stop thinking about being naked and I don't want you to be upset. It's bad enough that I'm a werewolf without offending you with my body."
 
KillerMuffin said:
"It's not that. I'm used to being naked, it's just I can't stop thinking about being naked and I don't want you to be upset. It's bad enough that I'm a werewolf without offending you with my body."

I reached up and scratched the back of my head, staring down at the lines in the dirt I was drawing with my feet, a little embarassed...

"Well..." I said, taking a step forward, and looking her in the eye. "I'm really hardly upset by you being naked, at all. I mean, why would I be? I don't know when the last time you stood in front of the mirror was, but.. well... if you haven't already noticed, you are a very attractive lady... and... hell, to be honest, I'm really more flattered than upset by you being comfortable enough to BE naked in front of me..." I broke the eye contact and stared at the ground again, my cheeks slowing beginning to flush red again...

I reached out and guided the neatly fold cloak to my hand, and offered it to the slightly speechless Muffin...



[Edited by Tyriel on 10-19-2000 at 05:51 AM]
 
Pyro

I enter the dark basement and create a small fire in my hand to light the room; being careful because of all the explosives. I am relieved to find that everything is still here and it appears unsdisturbed. I decide to take a clsoer look at things to see if there are any clues as to where this stuff might have come from.
 
I was getting tired, from morning of healing and not having Pyro last night. I tried to call him to me but I never knew if I was successfully until he popped up. Besides it was midday everyone was busy and the old gym was nice and quiet.....with padded floors and walls. I smiled and looked out nearest window watching people going about their daily routine
 
My jaw dropped and almost wouldn't close again. He thought I was attractive? He wasn't offended after all? He thought I was a lady?

"I'm a werewolf!" I blurted in utter disbelief. I shook my head and he just looked at me, as if he didn't understand what me being a werewolf had to do with anything. "You actually think I'm attractive. Wow." Suddenly, I grinned, self confidence restored. "Okay, since it doesn't affect you, then I won't let it bother me. Can we try the sword thing again?"
 
Tyriel

"Sure." I nodded in response.

For the next few hours we trained, until the shadow casted by the ruined building grew long and shaded the area in which we were in. As she stood there before me, practicing the sword strokes that I've demonstrated to her, I'd step back and watch the beads of perspiration roll down from her forehead, following the contours of her cheek, eventually trailing down her neck. It would finally gather delicately on the tip of her nipple awaiting the long drop to the ground when she'd next slice through the air with the blade.

I licked my dry lower lip as the darkeness slowly crept upon us...

"Hey, trooper, you're getting better." I grinned. "But do you wanna call it quits for the day? It's kinda getting dark, and I don't know about you, but I'm absolutely starving." My stomach grumbled on cue.
 
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