Down and Dirty with the Boss

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Tura crouched on the roof of a house. The road sat far below him. Tii stood somewhere in the streets waiting for their backup. Or leader, depending on how one looked at it. They were still weak. Their magic hadn't been restored as of yet. Until they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the queen of ER, they'd bow to her superiority. The male dragonling had asked his sister earlier to deal with the queen. His tenuous grip on freedom happened to be dear to him. Tura didn't want to be made the plaything of yet another powerful female. A shudder ran through the dragonling. There had been enough of that in his lifetime already.

This high up in the mountains, Tura was forced to wear a long black fur-lined coat to appear normal. Ridiculous for a dragon to feel this quaint amount of cold. To rebel, he'd worn nothing under it other than black pants. Tii, on the other hand, wore a ruffled black skirt, tall combat boots and a top that revealed her stomach while hugging her neck. To sow a little chaos, the female dragonling ha also wrapped a cloth around her eyes to appear blind. She leaned against a building in plain view of the street. Men kept approaching her. Tura felt a little irritated at his sister's antics.

Could you focus on the mission, dear sister? Play with the mortals at some other time. The queen could arrive at any minute. Tii ignored her brother's telepathic message. She was enjoying herself. Males would approach only to notice something off about their intended prey. Tii switched it up depending on the scent of the male approaching. Sometimes, she'd have something extra between her legs. Other times, her 'blind' eyes would glow. For one male, her fingernails had lengthened into foot-long talons. It passed the time while she waited for this 'queen'. Pfft. Queen. Tii felt strongly that the matriarchs of their clan could bend the bimbo around one talon.

Tiisha. Please. Turashi tried again. His sister went on ignoring him. The male sighed. Why had he expected any different? Tii was used to males fawning over her. Females too if she showed interest. This far away from the clan happened to be the first time she hadn't immediately get what she wanted when she wanted it. She struggled with the new reality she'd chosen. Perhaps Tura should sell himself on the streets. Get Tii back the ability to have the lifestyle she liked. Tura shifted on the roof. The queen might be able to give him a loan. He tried not to think about what he'd have to do for that loan. If it made his sister happy, Tura would endure anything.

What are we doing here again? Tii asked her brother, finally growing bored of her game. Tura sighed, shifting his weight about. The roofs were designed strangely in this town. Without his talons, he found it difficult not to slide. Kidnapping some noble to further the queen's antiestablishment goal. She'll have more details when she arrives. I think. Tii sighed, picking her nails. I could just rampage instead. It'd create chaos and draw in those Rune Knights. Same thing right? Tura fought back the urge to strangle his sister. He hoped the queen would arrive soon. All this waiting was making both of the twins antsy.

WC: 563

Tiisha pushed off the wall as the female called her name. This was the guild master of Errings Rising? Looking her up and down didn't change much. The female was a waif, more boobs than anything. Her dress conveyed more innocence than regality. At the height of her power, Tii could have snapped this woman with her pinkie. The dragonling let a smile spread across her face. "Yes, I'm Tiisha, madame Saraphina. My twin is around here somewhere." She remained silent on the location of her brother. Saraphina might not look the part but she was a leader. Tura would feel obligated to treat her like the matriarchs. Something he hated doing. Unfortunately, the actions were too embedded into his being to simply stop.

Turashi sighed when he was pointed out. The dragonling got to his feet. Time to meet the mistress of the guild. A flip took him over the edge of the roof. Tura landed in a kneeling position, a hand over his heart. Tii barely suppressed a growl at the pose. "Well met, Mistress Saraphina, majesty of the Mountain, Starlit Beauty, and Guild Master of Errings Rising. I offer myself, and my services, to you. This day and night, all I am is yours should you wish it." Tura said, keeping his head down. He trembled almost imperceptively. Tiisha's form flickered in response. Her lips pulled back over her sharp teeth. Like hell would she allow anyone to partake of her brother against his will. Tura touched a hand to his sister's leg. They weren't strong enough to fight Saraphina. A fight like that would sap the little strength they had regained. Tii struggled to get herself under control.

Both twins listened intently to the guild master's plan. They exchanged a glance. "Mistress, there is an easier way. Eliminate Alistar Ritzer, burning his home to the ground and take one of us to the dark guild. We can change our forms to become a near-complete match for Mr. Ritzer." Tii put a hand on her brother's shoulder. She tried to urge him to stand. They served no will but their own now. "We would only need to consume the body and the dark guild won't be able to tell us apart from the real Alistar Ritzer. Though burning his home down seems a bit unnecessary. I'd rather smash it to bits. Strike fear into this town... for Errings Rising, of course." Tii smiled, showing all of her teeth.

Being called a master, Turashi shook violently. They only did it out of habit, he was sure. The dragonling refused to be a master. One must be worthy of such a title. A worm like him would never amount to being called a master. "Not me... never me..." He muttered under his breath. Turashi stayed close to the ground, hunching over a bit more. "Never me, never me." The male dragonling barely heard the rest of what was said. Tiisha carefully rubbed her brother's back. She'd never know the trauma the males went through in their clan. They were trained to be lesser, to believe they were lesser. Females, in turn, were taught this was a natural state. Females were simply better. Tii had only questioned that mentality because of Tura.

Tii smiled at Nadaline. Once again, she showed her teeth. "Your challenges to your mistress have no bearing on me. I'll make a mess if its all to same to you." As the seraphim and the guild master led the way, Tii tugged Tura to his feet. He stayed hunched over himself, still muttering. The sight of her terrifying brother reduced to this ignited Tii's anger. She placed her mouth next to his ear. "Enough! Get a hold of yourself, Tura. We have a job to do. Absorb and eat as many as you can along the way. Remember why we're down here. Remember why we joined this guild." She whispered urgently in his ear. Tura straightened keeping his eyes on the road ahead of them. Tii figured that was as good as she was going to get. Releasing her brother, Tii hurried forward.

Once Bertrand pointed out the mansion, Tii leaped forward. Her shape changed in mid-air. A midnight blue dragon replaced the redhead. Brilliant blue flames gushed forth from her mouth. They engulfed the front lawn of the mansion. Tura sighed at his sister's display. She couldn't merely walk into the mansion, could she? Guards began rushing towards them. Tii roared, swooping down upon the house. More fire poured from her mouth, lighting up the lawn behind the mansion. Tura put a hand to his face. This was a remote building on the outskirts of town. An iron fence kept most people out. The building itself towered over the flat landscape that had probably been made for it. Tura couldn't help thinking, they could have just walked in without this flashy light show.

The dragonling did his duty though. He stepped up to an approaching guard. His entire body split, forming a massive mouth. The guard's eyes bugged out. He turned to run. Tura didn't let him get more than a few feet. A few bites later and the only trace of the guard was the blood on Tura's lips. He reformed into a human configuration. It was easier to fight this way. Tii landed upon the roof of the mansion. Using her claws she ripped a hole wide enough to stick her head into. [color:2692=dark orchid]"Alistar Ritzer! Come out, Come out wherever you are!" She rumbled before proceeding to tunnel into the mansion. She'd find that little rat wherever he was. Alistar Ritzer happened to be dead. He just didn't know it yet.

WC: 948
TWC: 1511

Turashi put a hand on his sister's wrist when Sara smiled at them. He'd read the intent immediately but his sister was not so insightful. He could already spot the curl of her lip. The dragonling tugged his twin close. "Dear sister, I am politely inclined to suggest a rememberance of our lost powers. She is a queen here, and a powerful wielder of magic. There is little we can hope to derive from accepting a challenge. Not to mention, dear sister of my heart, their ways are not ours." Tiisha tugged her arm from his gaze. Then she raked him with a sneer. Turashi bowed low at the waist. He had overstepped his bounds.

Tiisha scoffed at the female's suggestion. She answered to no one. In fact, such a ludicrous suggestion did even deign a response. She marched forward, haughty, disdainful. Tura turned to the female. He inclined his head, to denote respect. "I am but a servant. I denote not title other than my name. Turashi, if it pleases you. Please, do not place the honor of master upon one such as myself." Turashi inclined his head once more, deeper this time. Then he walked away.

Tiisha transformed as the queen and Tura advanced across the yard. Her form became smaller more sinuous. The dragonling slipped inside. Their target couldn't escape her. She'd track down that male and show up the uppity queen. Tura seemed smitten with her. Her lip curled. She wouldn't lose her brother to the white haired bitch. An unfortunate crossed her path. Jaws crunched around the person. Blood gushed into her mouth. Not the target. The absorbed energy provided the name. Her tail lashed in frustration. It broke through a wall. Tiisha yanked it back to continue her hunt.

Tura hurried to Sara's side with her call. He bowed low. "What can I do for you, sparkling beauty of the heights?" the dragonling asked. His senses were wide to watch for enemies. He followed, still bent as he waited. When Sara called upon him, Tura nodded. The mortals stared at them in amazement. The male stepped forward, his hand raised. Darkness overtook his eyes completely. A tendril shot out into the maid. She screamed moments later. The woman attacked the butler. Her teeth sank into his neck. "Best we move on, milady Saraphina. They will burst soon, unleashing nightmareish creatures which eat everything in their path. They die quickly but do much damage."

The dragonling cocked his head as crashing was heard upstairs. His sister had arrived, it seemed. Turashi looked askance to the queen. "May I assist my irate sister, High Queen?" He waited for her approval or dismissal first. One did not disobey a female. Above, Tiisha could be heard tearing through everything.

WC: 461
TWC: 1972