RP:Hikoro & Ymheshphilun - Talk at the Remains of a Castle

Remains of a Castle: The shattered remains of what once might have been a hulking castle cling to the jagged rocks overlooking the wild, foam-filled waters of the straits of Rynvale. A pair of heavily-weathered grey stone walls are the only structure remaining. Around their bases lie a great number of equally damaged stone bricks, mostly obscured by grass and moss. The occasional brick appears to show black burn marks which suggest this old castle was once torched to the ground, perhaps during a siege. There are now no signs of the former inhabitants.

Hikoro smiles, walking towards the remains as she'd grin a bit proudly, remembering when her first capture of a dragon had destroyed the place. Looking about at the blood stains from all her kills, that scattered about the area.

Ymheshphilun had tried to meet the woman at the place she'd specified, but she'd wandered off. Now he was surreptitiously trailing her, tunneling underground. Finally, she seemed to slow down long enough for him to burst from below the ground, which of course he did--raining chunks of mud and dirt everywhere. ~Where are you going?~ he finally demanded.

Hikoro smirks. turning about as she'd gesture to the blood and corpses about the area. Some children, some elders, some middle aged. All were dangerious. Even a dragons skeleton lay in the rubble. "Oh...I've brought you to my trophy room."

Ymheshphilun looked about, somewhat unimpressed. So she'd killed people. So had he. ~Fine. What did you want to meet me about?~ Businesslike as usual, Ym was curt and to the point currently since he was rather irked at having to be led all over the place.

Hikoro grumples as she'd glare at him, a pouting look on her face. "Oh come now, your cranky again. You know that doesn't suite you dear friend... I need your help...could you break the control of a Psion over someone?" she'd ask, moving closer to him, attempt to lean against his scales.

Ymheshphilun watched her out of the corner of an eye, allowing her to lean on him for now but not moving--except perhaps curling the back portion of his body forward a bit. ~I shall be "cranky" whenever I desire. Define control.~

Hikoro smiles as she'd look at him. "You need a good woman to get ya to relax or something... And a woman is controled by the Psion's influence. Can you break the control?"

Ymheshphilun 's back section continued moving forward, starting to curl back towards him in a ring, encircling Hikoro. For now he ignored the first remark. ~Again, define control. How specifically is she being controlled?~

Hikoro sighs, shaking her head as she'd close her eyes, her guard down at the moment. "Well it seems she's in the right mind, but she's convinced a merciless killer is harmless.. He's somehow making her see him as harmless.." she'd sigh.

Ymheshphilun began shifting the rest of him, tightening his ring around her, though perhaps slowly enough that she wouldn't notice at first. ~I see. Well, I could break it probably... but it would be painful for her, extremely so.~

Hikoro opened her eyes, realizing the position she was in as she'd simply glare at him. "I appreciate the hug..." she'd grumble, trying to wiggle free. "However I need space...and I don't care if it's painful for her. She is a good friend fo Kumorohyou's.

Ymheshphilun had apparently closed faster than he'd intended. That was alright, she was trapped inside now. He continued tightening, holding her in there quite snugly, his claws on the multiple limbs there attempting to restrain her wrists. ~You said I needed a good woman to get me to relax. Squeezing things is relaxing, is it not? And you -are- female.~ He radiated amusement--throwing one's words back at them was quite fun. ~Good. Give me a name and image.~ His head approached her own, antennae twitching.

Hikoro hissed, glaring at him as she struggled, trying to remain calm but she found it harder and harder. "Let go....or else....You'd best let go...and her names Awne..I have no face..."

Ymheshphilun merely increased the pressure around her body, inching his head closer. ~I'd stop struggling if I were you. It would be a shame if I slipped and accidentally snapped your spine or crushed your ribcage. And I know of Awne already.~ He'd actually used a vision of her as a means of torturing somebody, but of course he wasn't going to tell her that.

Hikoro narrowed her eyes upon him, hissing as her struggles began to cease. Not only due to the fact she believed his warning, but she was finding it hard to breath within his crushing grip.

Ymheshphilun stopped adding to the squeeze but maintained an even pressure on her, trying to keep her from escaping. One antenna idly began tracing her jawline and drawing circles on her cheek. ~This man that's influencing Awne. What does he look like? Think your answer to me if you can seem to find the air.~

Hikoro gasped, wiggling a moment n an attempt to find room to breath better, unable to speak much do to the lack of air. Thus she began to concentrate on a murderous looking avian with Psionic powers. Standing over a dead pregnant woman.

Ymheshphilun thrummed lightly, his plates vibrating all over. Major pinch hazard there, unfortunately. ~I see. Thank you. Awne will see the truth yet.~ Or at least a horribly exaggerated and distorted version of the truth, with possible unfortunate side effects. But it would be the truth nonetheless.

Hikoro hisses, her ears pinning all the way back as she felt the pinches randomly in different places of her body. Struggling fiercely to try and free her arms so she could claw at him, finding such asctions useless. "Ym....let...go of me!"

Ymheshphilun squeezed even tighter, the vibrations getting stronger. ~But you were curious as to what I do to my prey,~ he whispered in an ominously gleeful tone. ~Are you feeling happier now?~

Hikoro choked,closing her crimson hues as she felt the air begining to be forced from her lungs. Her entire being light headed as she felt as though bee's were stinging all over her body and she couldn't do a thing, simply utter a weak and faint hiss/plea. "Pl.ease...."

Ymheshphilun paused, considering. After several seconds of pause, he finally decided... not to let go just yet. He did stop increasing his pressure again, though. ~What can you offer me in return for curing Awne and letting you go?~

Hikoro slowly felt her eye lids begin to grow heavy as she started to pass out from lack of oxygen she was being given. Unable to reply. She'd at least attempt to shrug her shoulders."

Ymheshphilun loosened his grip just enough to allow her to breathe again. His antennae snapped forward like whips, towards her face. They'd deliver a medium-power jolt of electricity on contact, as well as probably sting just from the impact. He couldn't get an answer if she passed out. ~Speak. What is my reward?~

Hikoro coughs, gasping in a deep breath of air before she'd turn her crimson hues to look upon Ym with a weakened look. The shocking feeling snapping her back into reality and causing a cry of pain to leave her lips. "A...anything..........to stop this....."

Ymheshphilun felt rather confused at this--she'd given up far more easily than he'd been expecting. He hadn't even done anything really dangerous like mental invasion. ~Anything, you say? Does that include your free will?~

Hikoro hissed, leaning her down a bit as she'd try to bite one of his plate, hissing as she'd try to kick him somehow, despearate to make an escape. "I could...give you aid..when needed...but I will...never give free will.."

Ymheshphilun : Biting one of his plates was really probably a lousy idea--they were two inches thick and nearly metallic in durability. The kick would likely was felt as a dull thunk but nothing lethal or even really all that dangerous. ~Then obviously you would not give anything,~ he thrummed, slowly beginning to increase the pressure again. ~Let me know when you are ready to discuss on my terms.~

Hikoro spat at the taste of the metallic plate, wincing while her body grew numb in his grip. "Please....I've never harmed you before.......why...do this...Ym...I..I understand now...what you do..."

Ymheshphilun nearly radiated amusement. ~For fun, of course. Tell me, then. What is it I do?~ His mandibles opened wide and his head neared, a long prehensile tongue slipping from that terrible multilayered maw. It was dripping toxins, one could see that much.

Hikoro widdened her eyes, fear filling them as she'd begin to jerk and struggle before catching herself, sighing as she'd take a weak and staggered breath before look Ym in the eyes, a slight smirk reaching her lips. "You bore me...However I find you adorable.."

Ymheshphilun jerked the needle towards her neck at the statement (not quite far enough to hit her, though), his own amusement rather increasing. ~I saw the fear in your eyes. I felt your struggles. Your lies are meaningless.~ His antennae drew another line down her jaw, stroking her face in strange patterns.

Hikoro didn't budge, she wouldn't make the mistake of showing her fear again. "You won't kill me..I won't kill you.... Even now I'm trying to connect with Kumorohyou.. You know he will stop this..my cute giant bug friend.." she'd smirk, trying her best not to seem squemish.

Ymheshphilun thrummed. His antennae moved towards her nose, around her nostrils. ~Of course I won't kill you. But Kumorohyou will be powerless to help you once he realizes your... unique situation.~ With that, he attempted to ran his antennae up into her nose, in and around the sinuses and down into her throat, where he'd separate the antennae--one down her esophagus and one into her windpipe. ~Once he realizes I am inside you, forcefully removing me will only hurt you more.~

Hikoro widdened her eyes, not realising the tears that swelled in them as she'd begin to try and scream, her body jerking in his grip. Feeling the strange feeling of the antennae seperate inside her, proceeding further into her, frightening and confusing her. "N..no wh...what are you...stop...please.."

Ymheshphilun began to push on the walls of the tubes he'd invaded, pointed antennae slowly scraping off the protective layers of saliva and mucus, perhaps scratching the actual organ. It would likely feel like the worst case of heartburn ever. ~And what do I get when I stop?~

Hikoro jerked and twitched, tears streaming down her cheeks as she begna to feel sick to her stomach, a pain deep inside her she'd never felt before."Please...Ym...I trusted you....what do you want...of me...?I've always...given you...what you've asked...knowledge..guidance...."

Ymheshphilun began vibrating the antennae--this would likely increase the levels of pain still further, from her face to her abdomen, though even this would be nothing compared to what was next: a searing, burning steady flow of electricity that caused no damage but would feel like her body was being cooked from the inside out. ~Perhaps I was mistaken,~ he said, tauntingly. ~Perhaps I merely enjoy watching people suffer.~

Hikoro jolted in his grip, her head tilting back as she'd let out a feline screech. distorted and lacking the air to add good volume to it, yet none the less it was a screech of pure agony and pain. "Kumoro!"

Ymheshphilun stopped the flow of electricity, but continued vibrating. His tongue needle inched closer to her neck, perhaps resting against it. ~You chose this location,~ he whispered. ~There is no one to hear you scream, no Kumoro to come to your aid, no escape, no relief. You can feel it already, can't you? The despair creeping in, the slow loss of your desire to continue with the agonizing deathtrap known as life.~

Hikoro trembled lightly as she'd come to rest limply within his grip, no more struggles or attempts to get free. She had come to find it was useless and a waste of stength. "I...savor...life....I must...for my father...for my husband..." she'd gasp.

Ymheshphilun increased the pressure of his coils again when she relaxed. His needle slowly pushed forwards, attempting to pierce a vein in her neck. Should this be accomplished, he'd begin drinking mosquito-like from the wound. His antennae began to pull out, their hard exoskeletons scraping like sandpaper inside as he moved them backwards. ~How disgustingly noble. Savor -this-.~

Hikoro coughed, gasping as she felt the antennae moving inside of her once more. This time however, her carried a few trickles of blood that fell like a misty splash to the ground. Wanting to scream from the pain of it all, from the pain of the piercing into her neck, but she was sotired...so exhausted.

Ymheshphilun continued pulling the antenna down her esophagus out but push the one in her windpipe deeper suddenly, aiming to get down into a lung. Should this be accomplished, he'd slowly squeeze with the antenna, poking about inside, trying to drive more breath from her. His needle kept drinking, as well--there was no pain like it, the feeling of being drained might have a hint of pleasure laced with the agony. ~You may make any final pleas you may have.~ Of course, he wasn't planning to kill her. He was merely toying with her. But of course he wasn't going to let her know that.

Hikoro gasped, finding each breath with a seering pain, a fierce effort as she'd look upon him weakly, struggling to speak her words. "I...have a son..out there...please.....find him...fermin...took...him...his name is....Vanex.." she'd gasp, coughing a bit more, lacing the ground with a few more drops of blood.

Ymheshphilun began scraping the sandpapery side of his antenna along the inside of her lungs, still drinking from her neck. ~That's your plea? Your request is not for yourself but for your kin? No begging for mercy or trying to make deals?~

Hikoro weakly looked up at him, no longer having the strength to speak, but her eyes however show that she had meant ever word of her plea and prayed he'd find her son if she could. Managing one last word before coughing again, more blood. "Please......."

Ymheshphilun was rather baffled here. She had either decided he was a heartless, sadistic monster who would ignore any cries for him to stop, or she genuinely cared about her son more than she did herself. In either case, there was a very simple solution to both answers. It was practically one word, yet it would be staggering and likely despair-inducing. ~No,~ he said. ~It sounds like a lot of unnecessary trouble.~

Hikoro felt fresh trickles of tears in her eyes as she'd look at him straight in the eyes, searching for any sign of humanity as she'd begin to grow light headed. Her body was numb, a few bones maybe broken and her head was sloped forward, growing limp as her eyes began to shut.

Ymheshphilun : She wasn't likely to find much humanity in Ym's eyes--they were like three empty pits of blackness, almost like black holes, three of them, deep and soulless-looking and lidless, never once blinking. He delivered one last message to her before releasing her, pulling out all his appendages and uncoiling his grip. ~I will fix Awne. You now know some of my techniques, and you have felt fear. This meeting was a success. Now sleep. I will be gone when you wake up.~

Hikoro slowly slid from his grasp as her frail and limp form slid down towards the beaten earth. Hitting the ground with a light thud. She was already unconcious and trembling. Her son's memories filling her mind, and her husbands voice. What kept her from letting go.

Ymheshphilun slid away into the darkness of the night, completely remorseless and rather amused at the reaction he got from her. Capturing her and holding her would likely only cause an outrage, and in any case he'd already hurt her more than enough.

Hikoro lay still upon the gravel and stone ground, blood staining the side of her mouth, her armor bent up and in bad shape. It was a harsh irony she'd fallen to be so frail and weak on the same ground she'd killed so many.