The ENCOUNTER of the CENTURY [Adhemar]

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Alex stormed through The Pitt. Still a bit sour from his earlier endeavors. Now it was time to tackle the third thing on his list of things that was pissing him off. The perfect bronc had made his way to the center of The Pitt now. Adhemar was the last bastard on his list of problems to address. Not that Nirvana was a problem, but Litala's return was a surprise. As was it irritating. Alex was confident, and while the Pitt was only half his, he still had been here longer. Known Nirvana longer. He didn't give two shits either way why she'd appointed him, Alex didn't like it. "Adhemar. Drag your ass out of hiding. You have a meeting to attend!" Alex bellowed loudly, his voice carrying through The Pitt. A young filly stared wide eyed at everything in her presence. Maura cringed at her father's voice, silver orbs hiding behind her lids. The little nymph stared at her father shortly after. The armor that adorn her frame was much too large for her yet. The chains rattled against her lithe, tiny bodice. Alex glanced at her from his peripheral. It was strange to have his child at his side. He'd named her Marauder. Hoping one day she'd be as brilliant as he was. She was gorgeous enough for it. Maura glanced around nervously as they waited. The Pitt smelled scary to her. It was humid here in the heart. The river of gold had intrigued her, yet Alexei cautioned her to stay close. He didn't want her wandering off. "Why are you angry, father?" Maura's tiny voice chimed towards him. Alex gave a short chuckle to his daughter. "Angry, because this bronc has something that does not belong to him." Maura nodded in response. Though not completely understanding what it meant.  Tagged: ۞Txep۞ster۞ Words: 303 Notes:  THIS WILL BE BETTER LATER

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adhemar

I DON'T HAVE PATIENCE FOR YOU

Harks pinned in great irritation against his two toned nape, this summoning bullshit was getting old. First the whore that called herself an Empress and now this spoiled heathen that he was forced to coexist with was requesting his presence in a rather undesired demanding way. Don't get Adhemar wrong, he loves the fact his presence is so desired, just not by whom was calling. Turning on heels, he knew he had to deal with this blondy brute sooner or late and sooner was better. If this was going to be a pissing match than Adhemar knew he'd be standing over a groveling fool and urinating all over him in the end. There was no doubt of it. Snorting to himself as he checked his nerves in place, he was never this high strung and up tight, it wasn't he way to be all petty and on edge. After all this was his new home and domain, nothing besides the blood and tar brindled wench could suppress him from what he'd do with it. 

 Letting out a cooler breath as the somatic cur stalked high and proudly to where the petty whine for his presence came from, his lupine visionaries were not impressed with the sight they upon. Drawing up at a healthy distance away as to not be in range of child stupidity. "The only one in hiding is what ever thing is in that moving tin can there. " Snorting amused by what he guessed was a foal to small for some sort of armor of some such none-sense. Raising his unimpressed amber wolfen gaze upon the pourly painted flaxen brute, he lifted an invisible brow with dull interest, "A meeting or is it your pouting fest? For a co-owner to the previous ruler you've done a cracked up job at letting this place decay. No wonder Nirvana needed a real stallion to run this place. Surprised she hasn't made you a prisoner yourself, I'm more than happy to be obliged as having a spoiled blue eyed blonde brat as my first victim."

 Cooing with a sneering chuckle, rolling his shoulders back, cocking up a hind hoof and stifling a yawn. Adhemar was more than just bored standing here, looking to the foal again, the scent of it being a filly irritated him. He did not see any worth in female children, least not till they were old enough to bear children of their own and even then they only had worth if they produced colts on an efficient basis. "You realize she looks like a moron with that one right? Adhemar was definitely not accustom to seeing extra adornments or accessories on fellow equines yet, for one he seen no use for them at all.  This was no exception. Shaking his crown lazily before looking back at the painted bloke, "Speak you fool. You wanted my presence for a reason."

SHIN OF GS + ADOX

ugh this is so bad sorry 

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Alex watched the creature slither into his presence. His auds lying upon his skull in irritation. Which was only further enforced by the new warden's tone and commentary. Alex eyed his daughter carefully, not wanting her to be around for such an encounter. Though Adhemar would soon realize his error in the treatment of the god-like stag. "Maurader, off you go." Alex did not tear his eyes away from the brute this time. The filly stared a moment, not grasping anything really going on around her. She bolted off at her father's request. "Pouting fest? Hardly. I am not pouting because you have in your power something that does not belong to you, and that breathes for Litala and her  blood. The Pitt has not needed my presence, and if it had I would have been here. I have served my time, and earned my place. Yet here you are, some nobody brat that was handed a great responsibility. Do not ever speak of my family, you have no place nor weight to make any statements about my daughter, she at least holds the weight of royal lineage. Keep your mouth shut." Alexei's voice shifted from irritation, into a serious warning. There was not the usual snide, and mocking tone he usually retorted with. His body spoke of his seriousness now. The bastard before him was too casual for the painted hessian's liking. "Here's the thing, I don't like you. I have to play nice because Nirvana asks it. I have no clue why she put the Pitt in your care. Quite frankly, if you so much as utter an ill word of our Queen i'd be happy to tear a hole in your throat. I'm willing to draw up an agreement with you... though I disdain your very being with a passion... I'll play nice, and pledge my loyalty to you so long as you keep your mouth shut about MY daughter, or any of my children... and you maintain a level of respect for Nirvana in my presence. Otherwise this so called 'pouting fest' will be a much more serious matter. That's not a threat princess, that's a fucking promise." Alex finally spat at the brute. His blue occulars now frigid with hate. Tagged: ۞Txep۞ster۞ Words: 376 Notes: Wow I have no idea where that came from..

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