The Heir of Sin [Selven]

[愛 S I D D E H 愛]

The last encounter Jace had with the hessian who allowed her his subland was brief. Yet in that time, he'd taken advantage of the situation. Forcing himself upon her, albeit willingly. Jacelise trotted from her home in Sanguis, and into Selven's lands. The hessian had created a demonic spawn for her to raise, and she could already tell he'd be interested in his son. Iniquity kept up at his mother's side. Cruel orbs seemed to mimic the insanity found in his mother's.  The small creature had not met his father yet, and today was the scheduled date. His mother didn't bother to wait for him. He knew if he did not keep up, he would be left behind. Iniquity wasn't capable of protecting himself yet. Jace took care of that, with a cruel twist. She'd let fear plague him until the last moment, and swoop in to alleviate the instinctual anxiety he experienced. She was a cruel mother, but she felt very proud of their growing son. He'd be shaped into the perfect bastard. Iniquity glanced around his father's home. It was convenient that he was so close, yet had no real responsibility to his son. That was quite alright. Iniquity was curious as to what type of creature his father was. If anything like his mother, he would be thrilled. The young hessian had managed to kill a small fawn earlier that day. The anguished cries from it's mother had sent a rush of dopamine through his small brain. The doe had tried to avenge the death of her own child, but Jace put an end to that quickly.  Iniquity had asked her to spare the creature so that she could suffer. They'd left her to weep over the tiny creature's headless body. For here even at his mother's side he hung onto the ear of the small skull. It swayed recklessly through the air, not perturbing Jace in the slightest. If anything she was proud of his first kill, and was sure his father would be as well. Soon the pair came to a stop. Allowing the young creature to swing the head around violently, throwing it a few feet from his body. It landed with a sickening, hollow, wet plop. Causing the pair to smile. "Selven? Where are you lurking about now?" Jace called for the bastard, and yet she could feel that same tug in her bodice as when they had first met. Though this time it would not be the same given the presence of Ty. Even if she wished for it. Her pink occulars sweeping across his home. Iniquity copied her, though soon bounded toward the small head he'd just thrown. To await his father's presence. Tagged: fallen  Words: 450 Notes: This should be pretty interesting

My words can come out as a pistol, but I can aim it at you


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[fallen]

The rugged bastard stopped his moving feet, he stood a bit further into Armageddon today watching the stretching land before him. He could easily see the connection where sanguis lain and he was expecting visitors today. His pelt was smoothed out, his messy wild locks fell against his thick nape casually with no annoyance. His peircing gaze shifted from here, to there patiently. IT had been months since he'd seen Jacelise, and he knew she would be coming with their child soon. The monochromed bastard cocked a hoof before he saw two forms prodding about in the distance. He smirked slightly and moved forward easily, a handsome swagger to his gait as always. He could hear her strong feminine vocals caress the air between them and Selven laughed, picking up the pace to a smooth ground covering trot. Although his frame blended seamlessly with the bleak backdrop of Armageddon he figured they saw him approach.

As he came ever closer he saw his child bound forward and pick something up in his jaws once again. Selven came to a halt before them, his head snaking low to examine the painted foal from his distance. Selven smiloed kindly at the boy, before lifting his eyes to Jace. HE gave her a wink before bringing his attention back to the colt. The tiny boy stood there, almost proud before the head of the fawn. Selven chuckled then, his dark lips curling, pleased. "AH, your first kill, or did my lovely lamb catch it for you?" Selven mused to his son. He kept his head to his childs level, his skull tilting slightly and his icy pools boring into the childs. "Tell me what your mother has named you." Selven said, a gentleness still in his voice but there was no denying the command in it as well. HE woudl come to teach his child respect for him. The child did not have to like him int he long run but he always demanded mutual respect.

[愛 S I D D E H 愛]

The serpent's form did not take long to appear before them. Selven appeared well groomed, as if he were prepared for this meeting today. Jace stared upon his flesh, searching for any new scars or means for her to hunt down new prey. Selven decidedly went to their son, inquiring about the head of the fawn. To which Iniquity actually laughed, at least he did so after Selven asked if his mother had made the kill. Jace was curious about her child, so far he was quite the ideal son. "On the contrary, dear father. Mother dearest simply subdued this parasite's mother. Forcing her to watch me tear it's very head from it's position on the spine. I left the rest of the body with the pathetic, mourning mother." Iniquity proudly explained to his father.  Jace was astonished at how quickly her son was learning. Though she herself was quite intelligent, her son seemed to teeter on the edge of surpassing her. Making her all the more confident in her choice of Heir. In her desire for Selven's spawn. "Iniquity. Though I proclaim myself proudly The Heir of Sin." The young coltine hissed proudly to his father. Almost a purr, excited to finally converse with the other half that had created his glorious presence. Jace lifted her gaze from their son, a smugness seemed to sit upon her tawny face. She was very proud of  their quickly growing child. "He's growing quickly, and learning even faster than I'd imagined. Peculiar in all the right ways. These lands will know of our son at this rate, dearest Selven. I've chosen him as the Heir to Sanguis. Rightfully so, only your blood should be so worthy after all." Jacelise purred in a similar manner.  It spoke of where he learned many habits so far. She cleared her throat then, eyes seeming to travel with a hunger over Selven's body. Though in the presence of a child, even she had some bit of modesty. For now. "His kill was no teaching, nor coaxing of mine. He seems to be naturally gifted in the means of torture. Craves it even." Jace explained once more, though she did not want to interrupt their meeting too much. After all, as a former heiress herself had learned plenty of habits. Those in which she only dared indulge before her obsession, Selven. "Gifted.. Yet I have much more to learn. I can only learn so much from one, as you say mother dearest. What of you dear father, what sorts of things do you crave to teach me. So that I may make someone such as you proud?" The colt inquired. His level of focus now was beyond his age. Jace was almost perturbed by it, but determined to teach him the utmost loyalty to his parents. For now she indulged his curiosities, and encouraged him to seek his own learning. Which he did so eagerly, and even now asking such things of his father. Jacelise was staring at Selven now, awaiting his reaction. Though the smug line her lips drew into, though torn to scabbed shreds. She wondered if he'd notice. What he'd say if he learned of her encounter with Lucifer's spawn. And still he was not half the devil that Selven had become. Tagged: fallen Words: 550 Notes: So Ty is pretty badass o__o

My words can come out as a pistol, but I can aim it at you


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