A soft hiss left her hearing his words, "What?" She asked, letting her hand slowly drift down as those eyes, becoming a blaze of intense greenish gold would settle vibrantly upon his visage. "Human.. experiments?" It was both sickening, and disturbing as it ignited something within her.
Emuishere took a step closer. Her agile movements were mixed with more aggression then before, "Why? What purpose does it serve to harm humans?"
Post by The Blood Hunter on Apr 26, 2013 15:57:30 GMT -5
Her new found aggressiveness only irritated him more. Here was a being of immense power , almost god-like, judging him of his life.
Warwick sized himself to her, meeting her aggressiveness with his own. He raised himself to his full height, now towering over her. His eyes began to redden as his inner animal called for her blood.
"I do what I do to survive. I don`t have immense powers or worshipped as a god, so I have to survive in what ways I can. In my city, you survive by being stronger than other person. So I hunted people to become stronger than them. And I found I was quiet good at it. This body was another way to get stronger. You're in Noxus, you should know how things work here. The strong rule the weak because they are the better. As for the harm the experimenters inflict on the subjects I bring is there own concern. I just bring them their subject alive.
The cat stared to looked small to him now. Small and weak. And the strong control the week.
As Warwick straightened, so did Emuishere with a growing look of something feral in her gaze. Something Warwick would know well - a beast, but this one was not like his. It was the monster that lurked beneath all of her people.. Renekton, Nasus and Emuishere. That undeniable power, and fury that could be unleashed at any given moment. She closed the gap further, "You sacrifice the lives of humans for power, then?" She questioned. With the haunt of the void plaguing her, her fuse had been shortened to a degree. And humans, seen as her children even in this world.. knowing that he willingly subjected them to experiments for payment caused her fury to rise.
Renekton, who was not terribly far from the pair, would no doubt sense it. But it was held back for the moment. The sudden sensation of threat from Warwick only fueled the legendary rage she kept suppressed for Swain's sake as this was her home, and his sanctuary. There was a glimmer of darkness sparking around her. A sense of the void flowing through the pupil of her eyes. A faint glow cast in those iridescent green orbs intensified as she drew in closer to the beast known as Warwick.
"Noxus is not my home. We are worshiped for our compassion, and were given gifts to see to it humans might thrive and live good lives. We do not subject them to torture unless there is need for severe punishment, and even then there are alternatives. We do not experiment on them. We learn from them, and they from us."
She understood his reasons for hunting to gain payment, and live. Survival is a brutal thing at times. Something she had recently learned. But the void taint within her, drew on the darkness inside of her and forced it to flourish. Whatever light made it into the halls would seem to flicker from the lunar or solar source outside, as if there was a great power controlling it somehow.
Post by The Blood Hunter on Apr 27, 2013 5:58:57 GMT -5
The flames danced across his face, showering his face in shadows. His eyes glowed red in the dark, hungry for blood. He saw the anger in her eyes, the animal inside everyone. His bellowed for blood, wanting to prove it stronger than her inner animal. He was not intimidated by her aggressiveness.
"No, I hunt humans because they are weak. I am stronger than them, as a human I was, and now even more in this body.
He snorted at her speech of humans. "You know nothing of humans then. They always desire more than what they are given. And they will do what they can to get it. Showing them compassion and they will grow bold. How long until they tired or your rule and rose against you? Admiration can run out, but fears can last a life time. Make them grateful that you don't kill them, not shower them with love or compassion. That is why I hunt humans more than anything. Not money, not fame, but fear. I hunt so they know that I control them and they can not do anything about it. Your brother knows about this too. He saw the darkness of man and saw that it was better to cut them down than love them."
"Humans are children. Do you slaughter children for their disobedience? Or TEACH them how to be a better person?" Emuishere was rapidly losing her patience. The taunts from the void ever assaulting her mind, causing the usually calm and motherly being to become increasingly agitated. Fearless, feral eyes locked upon Warwick's in a challenging way as she hissed softly through gritted teeth.
"You may not look human, you may even claim you're stronger and better. But you will always be human no matter what you do to yourself." Which in a sense, put her above him. The way she worded it might come across as her defying him, and what strength he claimed to have. A soft, feline growl escaped her briefly as she stared up towards him, her ears flattened back with her tail flicking wildly.
It was not outside of Emuishere's nature to kill a human that has become too corrupted. She was a protector above all things. Which is one reason she was constantly at odds with Renekton's views, as much as she loves and cares for her brother. She could never see humans the way he does. But that did not remove the possibility of her killing them if she saw a need to. Many had fallen by her hand, and she would not hesitate to bring down the monster before her.
Post by The Blood Hunter on Apr 28, 2013 18:36:45 GMT -5
"Yes, I am a human, or was one. And you are a god...or at least pretend to be. But in there lies my strength. You were born with power. You have always had it. I was born with nothing. I worked to get my power, rose above all the weaklings to prove my strength. And I will continue to rise. Even gods can die. Ask your brothers.
He knew that fighting the cat would be unwise. She was a guest in Darkbourne Hold, probably by Swain's command. Her power might be equal to that of the Curator or Butcher. And even if he were victorious, the Butcher would most likely seek revenge. But all these thoughts grew less important the more his inner animal raged.
He could sense the inner in her as well. Warwick grinned as that. For all her talk of love and compassion, she was just as much an animal on the inside as he was.
"So my little cat, what comes next? We are both guest here of the general. I have orders from him, one that would leave him very disappointed of left unfinished."
His grin grew wider. If she wished to live, all she could do is let him walk away. And he knew that would only make her more angry.
"We were not born with power." Hissed Emuishere as she stared boldly up, eyes locked upon those feral eyes of his. "We were gifted it by a being that is beyond us." Her claws extended noticeably as she glared up towards him. Gold wrapped braids of hair falling about her feline visage with fangs bared and fur raised at the creature. "With this power, we have great responsibility." She adds.
"You are still, and will always be human. A pathetic, mindless creature squirming through the lonesome darkness you have created for yourself. You are below normal humans. A rancid excuse of life that should be extinguished like a fire burning too brightly in its own selfish lies."
"It is in you I see the corruption that my brother has executed swiftly from our world. If you are the judgement upon which he has condemned this world, then I blame him not for his decision. I too would end it if every human was as disgusting a creature as you."
Emuishere hissed softly as she started to take a step back at his last words. She was a guest in Swain's home, and she would not violate his choice of accommodating her by fighting something like Warwick.
Post by The Blood Hunter on Apr 29, 2013 23:52:30 GMT -5
Warwick laughed at her words. He had always been hated in the eyes of many. What was one more being on the list?
Soon he would be powerful enough to to swat them away like flies. Shaco would succeed in bringing him the Starchild, and with her heart, his new form would be complete. And the fools would fall before him.
"Fair well then, my little feline. Give the Butcher my regards.
Warwick laughed as he walked away, amused by the anger he brought put in the feline.
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