Poisoned Attractions {Roseh, Geebs}

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Winter.

How I despise it.

Utterly.

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The last three blustery seasons had been different and yet so similar in what they had done to him. Three years ago, unprepared for life on the streets, he had half frozen to death in the elements, saved only by an abandoned building he found by chance, and the wreckage he burned to stay warm. The following year had been spent hiding in someones garden shed while they were asleep and clearing out before the morning. Just the last year, he had an actual roof above his head and a bed in which to sleep. But Sebastian refused to dwell on that. All of that was in the past, and while this year was not as cold as some as the others had been, he still needed to find a way to stay warm. As it was, his personal tent (Which had been adjoined to zanita's) was chock full of blankets and clothing that had been stolen or scavenged. It never failed to amaze him, some of the things he found in peoples garbage. But while it was considerably warmer in his little ramshackle dwelling, he still felt that it could be better. And so, he had deigned to flout around the camp and take a blanket or two from each of the other tents.

If someone had a problem with that, he'd get them to back down. Most of the other camp kids were a superstitious and cowardly lot, easily cowed by a stern word or a swift hand. Were he and Zanita the leaders or not? They deserved the best and the rabble could feast upon their scraps. That was the way it worked in the animal kingdom and that was the way he intended it to work in the small society he was in charge of. Only ten minutes ago he had told Zanita he'd be back shortly and he didn't want to keep her waiting when there were plenty of ways to keep the cold away; but it was still chilly where he slept and he aimed to fix that, even if Vitani's things had already been largely claimed by him and therefore his tent was clearly the warmest. He would leave Kovu's tent alone, and that of the filthy one whose name he could never remember, but the ones that belonged to the three dunderheads were fair game. Oh, their names were easy enough to recall, with such unique names like Akasha, Muskox and Dhaval, but he preferred to call them by the monikers he had assigned, namely, Sneaky, Stinky and Sly.

Two of the tents had already been rifled through, one empty of its occupant (who as likely hunting for who knew what) and the other gone as well. Sebastian muscled his way past the flap of the third tent and scanned the area. Piles of things were everywhere, but what caught his eye was the blue blanket bundled up in the corner. It would make a nice addition to the pair he had slung over his shoulder. Creeping over to it, he yanked it quickly, expecting it to fly up, which it failed to do. He let out an annoyed huff, before yanking on it again and revealing the lupine form of Akasha, still tangled in it and smiling up at him. She was an attractive girl, with wide eyes and mischievous lips though that perception may have been built largely off of the fact that she was never fully clothed, but in any case, she was no Zanita. As one of the Labbinacs, he held a mixture of annoyance and revulsion for her, but less so than for her "brothers" At least she wasn't digusting, even if her appetites where sometimes questionable. "Sneaky." He uttered with a nod. It wasn't really in his plan to get caught taking peoples blankets, because he didn't know what to say in the event of a disagreement. Of course, he could always let his fist to the talking.

"Up. I'm taking this." What confused him was her presence here when the others were off somewhere. Shouldn't she be with them? Maybe she was too cold or they had ditched her. Sebastian grumbled quietly to himself and shot her a scathing look. It wasn't like any of them had complained during his takeover; In fact, they seemed to crave a little organization and guidance. Though they might be uncouth, If he could whip them into shape, they could potentially be the ones to break into the mansion and claim it for their own. That was the end goal, though he had yet to share that with anyone other than Zanita. Even then, he remained cryptic when discussing it. Akasha was lucky that he was in a better mood than usual, a tussle with a stranger putting him back on track; less feeling sorry for himself adn more cold calculating. Which oddly enough, had improved is disposition. "Up." He repeated patiently as he folded his arms." I don't have time for this, Zanita's waiting."[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

[NoireRose]

=:-Akasha Livie Labbinac-:=

Once Akasha got home to her tent from a late night doing what she did best she knew that eventually somebody would end up waking her up. She awoke to Muskox smiling his goofy smile at her and kissing her right before him and Dhaval left to get something to eat. She smiled and told them that she was going to stay inside for the rest of the day to try and warm herself up.

Eventually, she drifted off to sleep and into a sweet dream. A dream that was something other than what she expected it to be. All of the outsiders walking together away from their old home. The home that eventually would be theirs once again. She remembered the way she was back then, always so fierce with her words. She had changed since then and now has grown more used to the way things worked in the world. It was just one big game, something many people had ignored. Something that many had embraced in order to gather some order and raise themselves. People like Sebastian.

Sebastian was a man with lots of influence in the world with a hunger for power. Akasha enjoyed men like that, they were never manipulated all that easily. They held their ground and would bite somebody’s head off in order to remain on top of everybody else. It was people like him that she admired even in the slightest. Despite the constant urge for them to keep moving forwards they also occasionally forgot was was behind them, and what may strike again. A possible foe or enemy that could be brought up into their life. It all honestly depended on who was with that person. Whoever was on their side. For Sebastian, that person was Zanita.

Zanita was a nice person to have on your side, but she was an even better asset to have as an enemy in some ways. She could be a strong weakness in some ways or in others an enormous advantage. Either way a person looked at it, Zanita would dislike Akasha. Akasha was another person in the race to reach for the top. She would always be closer to the top considering her position with Sebastian. Akasha would never be able to reach the top because of that. Unless something happened to where she was reaped and removed from the race. Something like that, though, Akasha wished would happen to her.

Akasha wanted to go down fighting if anything, and she would rather die by the hands of somebody she didn’t know over the hands of somebody that she did know. It was something as simple as that. To know a person is something similar to a weakness, but if a person would be able to string them along in that fashion to manipulate them into doing what she wanted. Now that would make them easier to pull to the top. It was something that she had learned to do with her brothers. They weren’t as quite intelligent as she was, but she could make up for that in bringing them closer with her to the top. She almost pitied using them as mere chess pieces in the game of life.

Life, just so happened to fade with her as she awoke. In her dream world she was stabbed in the back by those of hands of who she had taken care of. The hands of her brothers. The ones that she saw covered in blood. Something she was used to, being a cannibal and all. She knew they would eat her for food, as they had done before. She never liked to think back to that day but she did. It was something she did frequently. It was just so odd that they had never asked where she had been or where she had gotten the baby or why she was so sweaty, distraught, tired, or even bloody. They had never asked a single question about the meal, and that’s what worried her the most.

Despite that idea worrying her the most, she still stayed with them and did them no harm. She knew that she wouldn’t hurt her even if they knew about it. She could only hope that they wouldn’t show her sympathy either. Sympathy was one of the few think she never wanted at all. A person like Akasha didn’t need any sympathy to live on in her life. If anything she should be the one handing out the sympathy. It was just something that people flung around to help make others feel better about themselves.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and stared at the side of the tent, watching a twig or something scratch up against the tent. It was nothing to be too concerned about. Nothing ever was, Akasha knew that if it was time to be beaten up, that is was time to be beaten up. It was just something so simple as that. It was always like that and it would never change at all. All she could do was lay there underneath the covers and wait for something to happen. For surely, something would happen on a fairly uneventful day like today. THere was the chance that something amusing and out of the ordinary would happen.

Right as that thought crossed her mind, she heard rustling next door in the tents that Dhaval and Muskox occupied. She ignored it for the most part as it might’ve been just one of her two sibling coming back and grabbing something that they had forgotten, but there might’ve been the chance that it was a visitor. A small smirk grew on her face as she closed her eyes and heard somebody enter her tent. There eventually came a yank on the blanket that she was curled up with. She turned over and looked at the cause of the pull on her blanket.

Sebastian. She smiled and looked up at him. His hair ruffled as per usual, and that look in his eyes. Akasha knew that he didn’t think all that highly of her and would leave her with her brothers, and despite knowing all that she enjoyed the idea that he kept her around. Her gave her a small respective nod, and muttered her name under his breath. She giggled softly, and kept her eyes on him looking him up and down. She knew that he was off-limits and all but it was still nice to look once in awhile. She, herself, enjoyed the thought of him looking at her once in awhile too when he got tired of Zanita.

"Up. I'm taking this." She stayed right where she was; not moving at all. She wanted to sleep more instead of having to get up and find her own warmth. It was something she disliked a lot. However, she realized something in the company of Sebastian. He seemed to be more forgiving than usual which could be because he was in a good mood. She could tell when he was in a good mood, mainly because after observing him for so long his emotions and feelings were easy to point out and view. The thing with him being in a good mood is that he never stayed there all that long.

“Up, I don't have time for this, Zanita's waiting.” Akasha’s smile instantly grew at the mention of Zanita. Akasha knew that Zanita and Sebastian were getting more than a little close, and she knew that they were together in terms of relationships. It was something that Akasha disapproved of, mainly because of it being something to keep themselves entertained. There was nothing much to gain from their relationship other than personal pleasure. She knew that was the main reason something like that happened. She, herself, honestly didn’t mind it too much but it was something she would’ve prefered. She enjoyed to play around a bit too, yet Sebastian had decided that Zanita would be better to keep and have by his side if anything were to go wrong.

Akasha still did as he said and got up, but she didn’t hand him her blanket all so quickly. First, she wrapped it around her body, mainly her upper torso due to running around shirtless. She knew that Sebastian would never go for a person like her only if she was the last person standing on earth with him, which seemed very unlikely to her. He would make sure to use her like a puppet, and for a large portion she would let him use her like a puppet. She would let him in order to get close to him. To be able to spend sometime with a person who would treat her like an actual person.

“You know,” Her tone was sweet and smooth. She knew what she wanted and she knew she might not get it but she could try, “I would really prefer it if you let me join you.”

Akasha’s feet moved closer to Sebastian and she looked down at her feet making sure she kept her boundaries, “I would prefer to keep my blanket. Along with those of my brothers,” She looked into Sebastian’s eyes trying to decipher how far she could push him before her would crack, “I would like to join you, if you would let me.”

She slowly moved her cold hand and brushed it against his face moving it down his nicely chiseled chest. She smirked and let her blanket drop to the floor onto her cold feet. “At least let me take some of those blankets off your hands. Afterall, I’m sure with you being the leader of this group you have the warmest tent of all of us.” She knew that the words she spoke had a slight hint of the truth, but she also knew that with weather going the way it was it was destined to get colder.

“After all, what do you say, Leader?” She turned herself around and smirked. Her attempts were frivolous and she knew that she would be sitting in her cold tent all alone without anybody to attempt to warm up with. Unlike Sebastian who had Zanita.

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[Notes]=[I’m sorry this is so awful and long and ughhhhh. It’s my first time writing with her.]

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Zanita Luzell

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Lying in the large tent she shared with Sebastian, Zanita looked up at the canvas ceiling and smiled to herself. After eighteen long years of toughing it out on the street with Kovu to take care of and then slaving over her little tribe, it was nice to kick back and relax. Before Seb, Zanita had run everything and it had been tolling physically and mentally. Although she didn't appreciate being bumped down in rank, Zanita had never felt happier. Their tribe seemed more than just a rag tag group of street hoodlums and instead of feeling like a run down nanny, Zanita was starting to feel like a queen. After all, who whispers ideas into the king's ear?

Stretching out on the pile of blankets in her tent, Zanita rose for the day's work. Or lack of work, whatever suited her today. Dressed in her usual worn brown pants and dull, orange shirt Zanita stepped out into the morning, her toes wiggling into the grass and her skin warmed by the waking sun. Sebastian had promised he would be back shortly but it had been quite some time and they had things to do. Certain... activities.

Gazing over the circle of tents, Zanita saw the flap of Akasha's tent wiggle as if people were moving inside of it. Zanita tried to dismiss it but that didn't last very long. What was that girl doing? Had she talked one her brothers into her tent again- a prospect that made Zanita want to hurl every time she thought of it. The Labbinacs were more animal than anything, that point was clear. Not even complex ones at that, just the eating and fucking type. The boys were good at the former and Akasha... well one could guess her specialty. Suspicion and anger bubbled up inside the girl, propelling her across the camp to stand in front of the Shirtless Wonder's tent. It's all in your head, Zanita. You're becoming weak and shallow. You're jealous- real Queens do not-

Was that his voice? The girl could not make out the words, but it was definitely Seb's voice. A low, piercing rumble and there was Akasha's voice as well. I was right. Only, this time Zanita wasn't victorious that her prediction was correct.

"What do you say, Leader?”

Ripping open the flap of the tent, that's how she found them tangled together- blankets forgotten on the ground, skin bared, bodies pressed together.

Zanita had never been in this position before. She never let herself become so attached to a man and this was the exact reason why. They'd always leave her eventually so why not toss them away herself instead of being the one thrown away? Her mind flashed back to the day in the forest, the days when she would not even speak the boy's name allowed for her hatred of him burned with such passion. Now that fire found its way back in her chest, burning up the sliver of a heart she managed to grow in her and Seb's time together.

"The Leader says pack up your things and leave," her voice was strong and pointed, her brown eyes turned from Akasha and burrowed into Sebastian's. "Both of you."

She didn't allow any time for excuses or explanations. She threw the tent's door back in place and made for her own tent. A Queen does not falter, a lioness cannot show her weakness and Zanita would not let them watch her face as her world crumbled around her.
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It was a smirk that snaked its way across Sebastian's lips, the kind that was both amused and disgusted with her display. The outlanders might be living on the fringes of society but they were not animals. Well, maybe the Labbinac's were the exception to the rule, because at that moment she looked like nothing more than a cat in heat. She almost purred as she drew nearer to him, asking him to let her join him and Zanita in their tent, and not for first time, Sebastian wondered what the heck her and her "brothers" did in their spare time when they weren't busy being insane. Her words flipped-flopped, changing between asking him to let her keep her blanket to asking him to give her the ones he was already holding. He cocked and eyebrow at her and held his arms closer to his chest; which brought her closer as well. She wasn't getting anything that belonged to him.

Her actions were reminiscent of some of the girls he had run with in the past, the kind that'd do anything to get some of the food and water he had and then slip a knife between his ribs when he was't looking. It was rare that people could be trusted, and Akasha had done little to make him see her as anything other than a distraction. She called him leader, something that made him smile thinly. Now she was trying to appeal to his ego. Opening his mouth he started to reply about how she could never measure up to Zanita,only to be cut off by the sound of a piercing voice. Sebastian spun around, his dark eyes locking with Zanita's as she said:"The Leader says pack up your things and leave. Both of you." And then she was walking, picking up her pace as she exited the tent flap, every footstep she took echoing in Sebastian's ears as hard as daggers in his heart. He was angry, confused and incredulous all at the same time.

"Now look what you've done." He snarled at Akasha before hurling all of the fabric at her."Keep your damn blankets." With a parting glower, he walked purposefully, strongly, almost tearing the tent flap off as he went back into the chill of the outside air. But the look she had given him was far colder than anything the weather could muster. He glanced from side to side, desperately wanting to still see Zanita walking away and not gone out of his life like every other thing and person he had dared to try to love. "Zanita! Stop!" The words forced their way out of his throat like a fire tat hard started building in his stomach, searing his mouth and leaving scorch marks rising in charcoal lumps around his vocal cords. Fingers of fear clawed a pit into his stomach, making him feel raw; as if something was terribly, terribly wrong when it shouldn't have been anything other than right.

He caught up to her within another thirty seconds reaching out and gripping her wrist to stall her stride. A thousand and one different scenarios battled to get out of his head, but only one made any sense. Blankets. Aka. Touch. No. Nononononono.He forced her to turn around to see his brows furrowing in anxiety. When he began to talk his voice sounded breathless in his ears, ragged and torn like every single sentence had been stabbed. " I..I know what you thought you saw. But that wasn't it. I swear. I'm not that kind of boy."

[NoireRose]

Doing something just for the fun of it isn't always the best way to go. Most of the time it leads to some interesting results. Results that people don’t expect all that often, sometimes they were fun and easy to play around with while others were hard and utterly boring. This was one of those times where she could mend the story into one that she enjoyed. Folding friendships and relationships to their breaking point like a wooden stick bent beyond belief. Waiting to break. To break and fall into the chasm of utter despair and resentment. It filled her with such glee and excitement. It was a pleasurable change in her life, knowing that such a strong healthy relationship could be torn apart by such a minuscule change in tide. All it took was for something to be brought up from the past, something dark and hauntingly. That was something that she had enjoyed to indulge in.

She watched as the flap of the tent opened up, and to see Zanita’s face. It was priceless. The pure despair of seeing her man in Aka’s arms, and to feel the air darken and gain mass with the anger boiling. It fueled Akasha. It made her spine tingle and her insides twist. Her face, plastered with a look of betrayal. She should’ve known better than to of have gotten attached to a person. It was a rule of life. It was a rule that Akasha had been known to break herself, but she kept a decent amount of distance between herself and others. It was all a matter of time, before she or one of her brother, or both, or all of them overstayed their welcome.

”The Leader says pack your things and leave,” A sense of accomplishment came and overwhelmed her as Zanita’s eyes turned to glare at Sebastian's, “The both of you”

On the inside, Akasha couldn’t of been happier. She was beyond delighted to see the two that she had seen so in love with one another fall apart because of one simple thing. She watched with goosebump granting delight as Zanita rushed out of the tent trying to keep her composure until she was isolated from those who would hear or see her. Something that Akasha had mastered. Sebastian soon followed after her in a snarly type of tone that she was used to coming from her brothers, “Now look what you’ve done,”He shoved the blankets that they were fighting over at her, and she let them fall on the ground, “Keep your damn blankets.” Once he had left her tent an enormous smirk, that the Cheshire Cat would approve of, snuck onto her face.

She stood there for a few moments, before her feet moved without a command from her brain. She started chuckling, softly at first and progressing to a crescendo. It was like a bitter-sweet movie to Akasha. The guy would chase after the girl, but instead of letting him capture her heart she would make sure that they were divided instead. Wasn't that something the villain did?

As she moved swiftly outside of her tent, she finally saw Sebastian catching up to Zanita and talking to her. Trying to stop her from moving further away from them, and preventing their possible break-up. Eventually, she watched as Sebastian caught up to his lover and held her wrist preventing her from moving away. All Akasha did was take a few steps forward, to make sure she was in earshot and to see how things progressed.

She faintly stopped smiling as she watched them. She was disgusted at how the clung and help to each other. Clinging to a person was only likely to get yourself killed, or tortured. Things weren't fair in love and war. She had been through enough of it, and she hated it. The only people she decided to cling to now was her brothers, and she hoped that they wouldn't stab her in the back while she wasn't looking. Then again, she never really paid too much attention to them unless she wanted something herself. Whether it was warmth, or someone to satisfy her needs. She never asked them about getting her food or anything. She didn't want to seem weak in front of them; she was their big sister after all. As of the late, the tables are turned and she is the one being taken care of instead of her brothers.

”I...I know what you thought you saw. But that wasn’t it. I sweat. I’m not that kind of boy” The way Sebastian’s voice tumbled out of his mouth brought a smile back onto Akasha’s face. She snickered a little at how he sounded so desperate, so pathetic, and utterly terrified. He was terrified at the thought of losing Zanita and it was obvious. His composure had broken faster than Zanita’s did. She simply got angry meanwhile Seb simply broke down.Something that she might’ve done had one of her brothers left her for dead. Either way she was pleased by the results that she got. All she could do now was stand around and watch it expand further.

Unless, there was something more she could do. She slowly strutted her way over to Sebastian, and she wrapped her arms around his chest making sure that she inhaled his seductive scent and smirked. She giggled softly, like a girl still wandering her own dreamland and kissed his shoulder blades. “When can we go back to doing what we were?” Her words were laced like poison, and she knew exactly what she was doing. She was pushing him closer and closer to his limits. Testing him and making sure that she knew how far she would push him. Doing the same with Zanita. Her smirk eventually grew into a giant smile, and her laughter started back up. It was noticeable and slightly contagious like a hyena’s laugh. This was her main goal. That was her target, and for someone as crazed as she was. It was well done.

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