Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-27666783-20191124115536

"Alright, fine. Help me up."

The statement was short, cutting almost. Chenguang opened an eye to peer at her brother, his shoulders were hunched, arms crossed and his eyes peered at her, almost judgmentally. He seemed irked.

"What?" Chenguang asked.

Bertram's eyes peered away, "The meditations help? With the… poison?"

A strange curiosity Chenguang thought, Bertram knew of her practices and now he seemed offput by them? "What do you mean?"

Bertram's eyes still didn't meet hers, "Nothing, just get me u-"

A creak, a scuffle, a presence was with them in the dark. Chenguang twisted around, she could sense it. It creeped into the material, slavering and carnal. It emanated a covet for debaucherous sensation, fiendish. The Jinko rose to her feet, brandishing her mighty bestial claws ready to maul the intrruder. She knew this creature. ""Biǎoxiàn ziji, dǎnxiǎogui!"

A silence was at first all that returned, until finally a voice, feminine and sneering, broke out inside the stable with them. "Ayaaa. Passionate." A light illuminated from nowhere, growing and seperating into long, wavy lengths. Tails. Three of them. A bipedal form followed suit sauntering into existence. Animal ears shaped its head, hair and fur a fiery orange, wild flourishing runes adorned her face and naked body, a Youko. "I'd love to see you in heat again, Ma Chenguang."

"Shite! Bloody Bollocks!" Bertram shouted, diving a hand into his pants pocket frantically and twisting to his side to retrieve his weapon. His struggles proved clumsy and his weapon was stuck.

Chenguang held her ground, letting a low growl serenade through the patter of the rain. "Miao Chi." She spat. "You used the poison, but not enough to fully incapacitate. Why?"

"Very goood, Ma Chenguang. You retain good basic deduction for a brute." Miao mocked. Her eyes listlessly switch to the flailing man laying on the wall. "You need some assistance, nánhái?"

Bertram grunted, "Fack off you vixen slu- woah!" In a flash, the item he'd been struggling with revealed itself from its pocket, a matchlock pistol. The weapon plops down in his hand, Bertram pauses for for moment, eyeing between the Youko's assistance and the firearm. Hurriedly, he nevertheless continues with hitting a match and lighting the fuse. And fires. The round ball never even gets close to the intruder, Betram expected such results, stopping in mid-air and dropping to the ground. "Vixen. Slut." Bertram reaffirms, gritting his teeth and lowering the weapon

The 'Vixen Slut's' mouth scrunched up, and a loud laugh follows, "Your brother is adorable. I could make a pretty coin off of selling a boy like him if he was not Shifu's offspring. Not only that…" the fox's eyes narrow back toward Chenguang, her smile curling, "But you'd probably be the first bidder anyway, ah?"

Chenguang rumbling growl grew louder, "I'm going to cut your jaw out of your mouth first. I will do it slowly."

"Oohhh, did that one sting? Hit close to the heart? I was only kidding. How does the human saying go again, 'The apple does not 'fuck' far from tree?'" The Youko's tails flick playfully. "Your mother misses you two, by the way. She wants you ro come home, forget about these 'greater causes' and enjoy a happier life."

Her words dig at the Jinko, the cretinous fox's presence offending her, the craving to put this little smug fluffball in her inferior place coarsed through her veins. But her self-control had to prevail, Miao was just a lowly gangster before, and now had gained two more tails since her absorbtion into the Four Fiends.

Bertram eyes wince when she spoke of their mother, alive. But he kept silent about that for now, pacing the guise of this situation. "You're not dumb enough to try and take us here, Vixen, even with your little hocus pocus tail magic. Inside that castle is a party of blokes that can fist armies for fun. I don't see your army."

Miao gives a slight eye roll, "My little adorable penis-monkey, I care not about the circus here. I've just come to remind the descendents of Ma and… 'Aldritch'," Her words struggle to pronounce the latter surname of Bertram. "family tree that I can find you anywhere, and you can run but you can't hide."

Eyes aligned with murder, a simmering fury, a deep, unyeilding hate, Chenguang's mouth slightly chatters. "You will regret this, fox."

"There are many things I regret, but the things I have in store for you two." Miao licks her lips. "That I won't regret. Your salvation is at hand, maybe one day we'll all be a happy little community." She raises a paw in a curling wave goodbye, fading back out of existence.

Another silence washes over the stable. Betram twists back to Chenguang. "Friend of yours?"

Chenguang, still lightly growling, "Little pest that holds a grudge against me."

Bertram sighs, "Well, lets get inside before we meet any more little pests with grudge matches."