Posts by MADS FAUST G.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — Okay well, turns out the local people had little knowledge on commonly used adhesives and office appliances and that the question was useless anyways for Karma was quick to take matters into his own paws and fulfill the wants of the girl. Ah well. He tried to help and that was what counted, right? Head turning to face his roguemate, madscience would eye each stem and flower being all mangled into this pretty sad excuse of a halo but surprisingly, the finished product had seemed to have been holding itself together just only very slightly, probably ready to break apart at any moment.

"That sad thing is a good representation of my life." The warden would point out jokingly as he'd watch Assassin receive the little craft upon her head and as expected she was crazy over the pathetic little accessory. He rolled his eyes away from the scene, now about ready to get up and leave until something caught his ears.

What shit?

With a snap of a finger cackles were released from Mads's maw and he turned to face Assassin with a crooked grin before he'd turn to fix his crystal gaze once again upon Karma, raising a wide set paw to gesticulate towards the male's direction. "Oh you've done it now you little fucker, now she knows how t-" His jaw would rapidly clamp and teeth would borrow into his lower lips, resisting against the words that were spilling out.

He just said fuck. He wasn't any better.

"God fucking dammit." And then he would flinch, as if the void had backhanded him at the sound of even more curses. Well great this was just going absolutely tremendously now wasn't it?

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ —

He had really done it this time.

Madscience was guilty of impulsion, tainted by irresponsibility and instability that plagued the I'll choices within his life story. He had jumped in and out of sexual relations with the living and the supernatural, sever once scctuallt getting into serious romance with any. With experience he knew how demons worked - wether they wanted a soul, a vessel, or wether they wanted to feed off blood he knew demons were incapable of noting else but selfishness.

He should have learned then, but when he saw Rosa and saw that all she wanted was the sex he was quick to fall into the routine of passionate nights of primal urges and lust. She was a pleasure machine and he was the turning gears. She was his liberty, freedom from the stress and release from the great strain of reality but soon his greatest hope became his worst nightmare.

He found out she wanted more than sex.

She wanted a slave. A captive.

She wanted ownership and he was not going to fall for that.

He left her, never to touch her since their argument, since the announcement of her pregnany. The developing embryos in her womb were not there out of Love, but out of Rosa's want to manipulate him and Madscience knew it and vowed not to fall for it. He couldnt fall for it.

Still, he was the leading medic and although the spite and grudges were steobglt held against the female, the Siberian still had to tend to his clanmates. He was an Asshole but not cruel and he wasn't going to take healthcare away from those who needed it for personally that should never be a privilege, but a right.

Even if Rosa could very likely miscarry the unborn due to her trauma in the BHR, he still had to offer these services and selfishly enogh he internally craved that the cubs were no more, but demons were capable of beating biological odds and so he doubted the possibility.

These kids were going to be born.

That scared him.

He had called Rosa in for a medical assessment in his laboratory, anxious for her arrival, but prepared. He wasn't going to play games with her and he was not going to fall for her tricks.

rosalie!  

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — Madscience was aware of this session that was going ti be held and because this session revolved around powers, the Siberian brute supposed that having his armour encased over his body would not be considered cheating, right? His power was to build items that enhanced his physical state so... surely it for the criteria.

Whatever.

The leader made his way over to Cyrus's left side, waiting for the session to move on.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — With a thundering roar that cackled through the atmosphere and the ear piercing clanging of steel armour the leader himself came charging into the scene with powerful strides. He was late - he knew this, but it took such a long damn time to fasten his armour on it wasn't shocking but his delay in approach wa snot going to make him lag behind in this battle. He darted through battling crowds before finally his eyes rested upon ASTRALPLANE . Alone, opponent-less.

Well, not for long.

The spikes were noticed but not deterring for he had defenses against them. He would charge towards the hellhound and with the strength of his muscles and momentum, swing a steel-encased arm into the torso of the other in hopes of knocking her back and maybe even leaving her breathless from the contact. Whether this attack was successful or not he was quick to take a jump away to recuperate himself for whatever that was to follow.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — He didn't want an apology. He did not want pity, nor sympathy. Externally he was not going to admit to wanting anything, externally he was going to be still and cold but really he just wanted to know one thing. Was he really just property to her? The thought angered him and the fact that the question was likely yes only bubbled more rage into his core, sending tension through his muscled and tightness into his maw the second the female appeared in his lab. As her vice rang through blue eyes stared right through the demoness's core, empty and void of any signs of emotion or intention. Silence hung within the stale state of this stagnant air as a violent shudder would send a spasm down his spine as the thought of all this was just to spite him struck his mind again. How dare she?

A sigh would escape from the light partition between the Siberian's lips and he'd turn away, allowing his rear end to face the woman in a dismissing manner, his beckoning paw however commanding her to approach.

"Lay down. Make yourself comfortable. Or don't - I don't really care." The doctor would say with a shrug of his shoulders, tail tip flicking from side to side as he would speak, all of his internal aggravation all collecting themselves into that one little motion. After the command was given, silence struck yet again as the maltese would simply wait, eyes never once meeting Rosa since the second she appeared.

As if she'd care about that detail.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — As the lioness would settle that was when Mads would turn around and finally allow eyes to settle upon his... Patient. The thought was enough to leave the tiger sighing as he approached, ears pressing themselves back as the woman would only speak further with her comment, but he would not respond to that sentence. He'd ignore it, raising his paws and then hesitating before he'd gently rest them upon the female's belly to carry on with this medical assessment. God, feeling her flesh once again under his touch felt so... wrong, and to think that under that skin of hers held a womb which resided the unborn cubs that had not only Rosa's but the doctors own DNA mixed into them. That was even more stressful, but still he carried own, or at least tried to until the succubus spoke further which left the maltese at a halt. I didn't mean it. That left the leader frozen for a good while, stiff lips curling into a smile before he'd laugh at that, chest heaving and body loosening only slightly before once again he'd tense and teeth would clamp against one another before finally his cranium would snap to face the lioness. "I can never tell when you're telling the truth." He'd retort bitterly, tailtip continuously lashing to express his distress as he spoke. She was a demon. One lead only by energy and sex. Who was he to think she was capable of anything more? "It was my fault. I expected too much." And with that the eye contact that was briefly established was broken, only so that the doctor would re focus on the assessment aspect of this visitation, paws now kneading gently into the bloated belly of his clanmate.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — As this confrontation went on, ears remained pressed back the entire time. The tiger still feeling at the stomach of his clanmate, he was capable of feeling the developing cub which had triggered a groan in Rosa's part and to feel resistance that was actually another growing body against his paws was enough to make him retract them close to his own chest, a look of what looked like pain in his eyes. Of course Madscience Faust Grimes was a man driven by logic and science and if anyone would ask he hardly allowed emotion to grip at his heart but the truth was the Siberian was far from heartless despite the fact he did not want to be vulnerable in the eyes of anyone. He felt pain because he damn well knew these children were not wanted. They were a product of manipulation and ill intent, at least, that was what he thought. But he knew that wasn't fair. He knew how it was like to be unwanted.

God how could he have fallen for these tricks?

The brute's gaze fixed themselves on Rosa yet again as she would continue to speak, the smile that faintly inched it's way onto her visage unsettling for the doctor."Lover? Come on, Rosa. You're still trying to play fucking games with me?" The man would hiss viciously, features wrinkling as a frown formed upon his features. "I'm not an idiot, alright? I know what you are You're a Succubus, and not only that you are the queen of all of them. I know the only thing that drives you is sex so don't hide it. I damn well know love was never in your plans."

So don't give me false hope.

His paws would rest against the belly of the female again, body tensed and limbs stiff as the scowl that tainted his face only remained deeply embedded within the wrinkles of his expression.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — Still smiling. Still fucking smiling. What did she think this was a fucking joke?He would scoff the very thought of it,head slowly shaking disapprovigly as the conversation would only go on into terrain the brute did not quite appreciate. Paws still retracted,he kept them away from the others body from now. It probably wants safe to be furious at someone who he was assessing. Especially when that someone was pregnant and pulling at his nerves. " That's what I've been fucking telling you. That this isn't a game. This isnt a trick you can pull to own me or whatever." The Maltese would retort furiously before quickly adding to his own words,not allowing Rosalie to reply. "I know you said you didn't mean it but how am I supposed to trust that? Trust you?" He'd shake his head at the very thought,his jaw clenching tightly against the top of his pallet until he heard her final phrases, and with the anger that surged in his body his claws instinctively unseathed themselves from their sockets. "Im not a fucking idiot. I know you can't help it,and I'm not dumb enough to believe everything you say cause right now it all sounds empty."

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — The leader had come in a little late to this greeting party going on here, but the maltese felinoid had stalked his way into the crowd soon enough to catch ahold of the name of this peculiar joiner among the border today. Being not only the commanding medic here but an actual scientific researcher,the biological reference did not fly over the brute's mind and along with Abathur's low huffs would he chuckle along with the underlying humour which Rigor seemed quite blind to."Sounds like mommy had a dark mind."The Warden would comment teasingly, casualty resting on his wide tongue as words slipped between it and the roof of his jaw. How dark did someone's mind have to be to have the audacity to name their offspring after a post-death bodily phenomenon? The name sounded quite wicked, he'd give her that, but disregarding his opinion it was inconsiderate on the parents part,but who was he to judge the hypothetical? Halting in his strides whilst facing the femme,the man's husky laughter would subside as his cranium fell into a nod of greeting."Anyways, welcome. I'm Madscience, the leader here."He'd deliver,his introduction short and sweet. There was no need for paragraphs of unnecessary information she did not ask for.

HUB ✦ ✧ ✦ — Ah, drugs. Narcotics, mind alterers, hallucinogens, toxins, whatever one may call them and whichever ones there were Madscience had experiences with them. Both for researching purposes and for recreation. As a Chemist he found the interactions between compounds and the biological system of an organism extraordinarily complex, and as a deadbeat he found the trips and the dependencies rewarding beyond anything. Whether. He settled for the common alcohol and cigarettes or down into the pits of cocaine and methamphetamines without remorse.

It was strange to see a doctor indulge in such things, hed agree with that but not all professionals had to be moral,especially not in The Exiles.

So, when the male had happened to stroll pass Perry, the empty bottles of pills had caught the mediac's eye, not one of concern, but of interest. He'd offer a smile to the supposedly intoxicated fellow, a wide set paw waving slightly as he'd plop down into a seated position."Don't freak, I won't tell." He'd warn, deep set chuckles radiating through his lungs as he'd grin cheekily towards his fellow clanmate before eyes would scan the bottles and his nostrils would pickup the scents that hung."Y'look empty handed - need a refill?"