Posts by DUCHESS

Ah fantastic, it seemed Athena already had the weekly tasks rolling along nicely. She could appreciate an efficient member, she'd have to keep this in mind for next meeting. Striking forward on lanky limbs the doberman jerked her chin wordlessly to the femme, indicating she too wanted a task. After all they may as well get shit done right? They had a new home to prepare and territory to fortify... also people to piss off and and bugs to squash but aye, you know how it is. Thus was the life of an Exile.

tracking on subbie, and yep yep this is the right place ! as a note only the warden, second, commander, and head badges are complete to do site complications but i'll update y'all as i get them added up !

THIS WILL BE CLOSING IN TWO DAYS!

duchess is hella open to open threads atm but not private ones bc i;ve got like a bagillion atm aND IT WAS A MISTAKE

The demoness lifted her gaze to Velouette before turning away abruptly to focus on the boys, "They are not pets, they are both dangerous in their own regard." To call them pets seemed ignorant of her, she knew what danger she was dancing with, she knew the consequences this would bring, but with Illya and Jacob already here it was already too late. If BlizzardClan and the Exiles were to meet it was going to be in a greater way that a massacre of her people. They were going to be smart about this, strategic, and most of all, the Exiles would die under her leadership like it did with those before. "It's not so much a want, by preference capturing the children of one of the most powerful clans in existence was pretty low on my list of things to concern myself with, but alas this group as a whole has already made their move so I must make mine." It sounded all very superficial and for that she seemed annoyed by her own sentence.

That on top of the fact the figures before them had a father present was an overall displeasing situation, but she'd acted so now she needed to act with conviction. "That being said, it's nothing personal, just business and all that repetitive cliche bullshit." At the moment her conviction was that injuring these individuals before her would be more negative than positive, but if they fought she would fight back in turn, not that after the brutal tussle they had earlier she thought they'd be too keen to. It was likely be detrimental for all people involved. Then there was the factor that Riddlersgame was here, she was just as liable to be a literal fucking murderer as the next guy but she had a head on her shoulders, she would win no favors with her member by hurting his sons. That being said, sometimes things were necessary.

Shifting her gaze to Ornias a light impish grin tugged at the corner of her lips before fading as she looked away, he was amusing she'd give him that.

Herbs eh? Maybe the kid would be better off with Jupiter trying to talk to him, what she said next may have been a lie but with the reputation the Exiles thrived on it surely wasn't too hard to believe. "You're father will be fine and you know, we don't know too much about herbs around here. Maybe you could teach a few people?" Reforming this kid didn't seem very liable but to slide him into forming emotional connections here... well it would certainly complicate things wouldn't it? That'd be perfect for what she intended for the future, sewing doubt would be a good start if they were to inevitable clash with BlizzardClan. "I'll take you home myself in a week alright? But stick around, may as well enjoy your time because you're not going to be able to leave here on your own. If you think we're dangerous you should see what lurks in the territory beyond here." Again, a mild lie, but she was sure there was something dangerous out there.

Not to mention the terrain was treacherous as all fuck.

wE:CPME ONE WELCOME ALL AND NO PROB BABS TAKE UR TIME ALSO HENLO MEETING TONIGHT !!!

y ells she may form one with faux b ut bc it's a hella poly thing that'd work perfectly ! i l ove trash omf w hen it comes to trash she'd prob capitalize on his strengths to make him f eel like he needed her b ut never be outwardly horrible to him moreso get him to put all his eggs in one basket sort of ordeal u fEEL?? a nd she'd be rlly assertive bc she's too much of a domineering bitch 4 her own good tbfh a yeoo

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aYEOO PLOTS PLOTS PLOTS
i'll reply to their thread soon b tw ahh so sorry for the wait

He was keeping her busy, but now, without conviction on injuring the figures before her any further than she had in their scuffle, she had nothing to be but busy. "The Sanctum..." Was her home, the land of her God, the place she'd gone to escape from her past life, was gone, hadn't worked. You couldn't escape from past lives any more than you could outsmart your God. She grown cold of the place, tired, disinterested, she'd appeared from nowhere, built an empire, and then lost interest in its continued survival. In a way it was cruel, in a way it made her a sociopath, disconnected from normal morals... but she already knew that, didn't she? "It was a test," she answered honestly, "I wanted to see what I was capable of, and if I was capable of going back to the lifestyle I used to lead." It was an honest answer, that had been her first intention.

"The answer was I capable of a lot, but not of returning to my former lifestyle. I grew bored too easily so I moved on." Bored was an awfully understated word, stagnant, exhausted, underwhelmed, tired of the same cycle of events over and over and over. She was a busy mind, repetition drove her up a wall. Sure there was something wrong with her, but was she going to address that? Absolutely not. Assessing the figures before her she decided that wounding them in front of their father was a horrible idea and besides that, BlizzardClan was already a hellofa threat, maiming the leader's children was a damn bad idea. She was getting in over her head, not suicidal. They needed to play this smartly.

Looking down on the beaten figures the doberman paused, she supposed letting them fester and rot away would be just as bad beating them to death here and now. "Jupiter, could you see to them? After they're sought to I want you and Ornias to lock them up in cells separately and make sure their secured. I want a watch at all times, watches are not to speak to them unless I say so, understood?" Her tone was firm and eyes narrowed, it was clear she was very serious about this and would not treat any mistakes made with kindness. After all, they had a war on their hands now. Shit was about to get fucking interesting.

jupiter d.d.w.   ORNIAS!

Following behind a ways had been more of a challenge than she'd anticipated, turns out being a mother entailed literally being a nervous wreck when you let your kid out of your sight, let along out of your sight in enemy territory crossing a large distance. That being said, she totally nailed it and didn't hover parent as she quietly followed from afar to be sure Victoya both didn't see her nor was in danger at any point. "Yes, he has five in the Exiles." Duchess answered Calina as she slipped onto the scene, sliding up to Luca to play an affectionate kiss on his cheek before residing beside their young daughter. Platonic, romantic, sexual? Who fucking knows, it's Duchess after all.

The woman was a web of bullshit, that being said she a bold ass web of bullshit who just happened to now be jerking her chin in greeting to Sango. "You look well Sango. Victoya darling, this is your grandmother say hello." The doberman spoke kindly to her daughter and casually with the leader. She wasn't precisely a woman to concern herself with politics during family matters. It seemed awfully tiring.

THESE ARE NOW CLOSED! CHOSING TONIGHT AND TUNE IN NEXT MONTH FOR THE NEW OPENING! ♥

KICKS DOWN DOOR SCREAMING
HELLO AND WELCOME ALL NEW BABES TO THE EXILES IT IS I LINGERIE THE LOCAL FUCKING WRECK HERE TO FINALLY WRITE THE FUCKING MEETING INSTEAD OF PLAYING THOSE ANIME DATING SIMS THEY ADVERTISE ON FACEBOOK LIKE THE CUCK I AM WELCOME TO THE CLAN Y'ALL <33

"We do but we only have one sadly and the rest of our group lacks healing knowledge, newborn children hardly stand a chance in the winter." Another lie, but aye, it was what it was and the game went how it went. "You could pick who you told if there's anyone who you think is less... well, Exiles-like." Fuck if she cared, she just needed an attachment, a bond, something to seed doubt. She knew they weren't all monsters, she knew this group varied as all groups did, humanity was a constant in life. If she could show Jacob that it'd instill the doubt she needed in him.

adding up now!

all added up + new litters! <33

Well, she supposed this was to be fully expected, but she didn't expect to literally only see everyone she would have exactly expected. The same faces, the same names, she knew these people, sure there were gaps and new guys on the block but overall this was it, the main characters in a story spun with side notes and additions. The flesh and blood but far from the bones or muscle of the clan. This was the movement, the strength, the mind, the rest had been left behind at home to drone on as it usually did not because they didn't get the option to come, but because that's not was meat did. Meat never thought for itself, it just moved with the rest.

They were at the border, far before the open fields or the ravine. The ravine surely was their saving grace, here they were secure, even if they had the need to fall back following them into the steep cliffs would risk an ambush or worse, a full on rock slide. A growing group had to know their strengths but more importantly they had to know their weaknesses. Sweetophelia was a damn good opponent, she'd need to act with caution and strategy to hold up. That being said she'd seen worse odds afoot than these, not many times, but she had. Watching Alcibiades spring into action she grinned an impish sort of grin, it was time for shit to get interesting.