The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

[Bluemage]

*his face kept the same expression that it always had, his eyes looking up to the winged devil who had swooped in to be the white knight against his evil tyranny. Exactly how it was supposed to be, he was sure. His fingers curled tightly around the collar that was still in his grasp as he slowly moved to a standing position, his eyes looking at the scene before him. He supposed he had always known that it would end up like this. He hadn't ever really been all that successful or talented at much of anything, while still having just enough talent to feel like he could dabble in almost anything. Sort of a jack of all trades, but a master of none, which really summed up the entire situation. He really wasn't suited to be a master. He never had been. He might have tried, but it was as Sylvie had said. Never had he been able to give her the things that she really needed from the relationship. It was only a matter of time before he made her cry and she went to someone else to help her through it, and this time the person that she had run to had been Dev.

His face retained the same cool expression that he had been wearing since the beginning of this experience, but unlike when he had walked in, his eyes didn't hold any delightful sparkle, instead being cold and dark. He stared forward at the two for a moment before he pushed the collar into his own pocket, not having the heart to leave it here or just throw it away. He simply stared forward for a long moment, his one hand still thrust into his pocket, his fingers curled tightly around the collar, the other arm hanging lazily at his side as he watched the two.*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*the heavy thud of boots echoes across the Main room, stepping in from the chill of the night air, shaking off the rain and sleet from his coat he unzips it, letting the leather trench once more glide and flow behind him as he walks, dressed down in his usual black attire, leather pants, tank top and steel tipped combat boots, the Only ulteration that was made was that now, attached to his Boots he wore half inche Silver spiked shin guards, attached to his Coat he wore 1/4 inche spiked wrist greaves, the shoulders, back, and chest of his Trenchcoat reinforced with 1/8inch steel plating in the lining of the chest and back, his twin Custom Colt 1911's secured in their respective thigh holsters, Police issue twin Baretta's secured and visible in the underarm holsters. under the coat was his MP5 rifle, Looking around he scented the Air. He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair shaking the water from it, *

"ive been watching since this started, Wing you watch who you fucking growl at as you have NO ROOM in this Pack or in this Realm to be pissed with ANYONE, ive tolerated your presence after learning of what transpiried between you and my mate only for my Love of Rose and of LT and their plea to not rip your balls off but you WILL respect EVERYONE in this realm, that includes Mage, it is only because of you winged that she is even in this current condition so you do not come in here and play the white knight and make Mage feel worse then he already does, DO NOT, Rose is apart of my pack, YOU are not, so watch your tongue and tone to those around you

 

[Winged_Devil]

Continuing to cradle Sylvie in his arms he holds her tightly against his chest with his right hand, making sure not to touch her with the left hand as it still had tiny shards of broken glass embedded in it from vaulting the bar. He nuzzles her cheek a little as a soft growl rumbled in his chest, so low it could almost be a purr as he spoke in no more than a whisper.

"You don't have to fight against your tears Sweetie, feel free to let them go... You know I've always made a good shoulder to cry on, and my feathers are pretty absorbant."

He smiled warmly as he finished speaking, hoping to lighten her thoughts a little, even if only for a few seconds.
His gaze had never broken from Mage this whole time, his eyes narrowing as he watched the male place the collar into his pocket. Working to keep his mild tone he spoke to Mage once more, fully aware that his last comments to the male had gone ignored.

"You do know how much this Lass cares for you don't you? What you are seeing here is much more than Sub-Drop, if she didn't care deeply for you, then she wouldn't still be here..."

Stopping to take a breath the hue of his eyes changed to a deep purple before he continued to speak.

"...And standing there staring at me will not gain you anything, so please... and I am being polite as I know Sylv cares for you... Lower that Gaze."

EDIT:
Tilting his head to the side to look at Logan his eyes widened, suppressing the growl in his voice as he spoke in reply.

"With all due respect Logan, I am well aware that I am not part of this Pack, neither am I trying to be a White Knight as you put it. I am trying to be here for a friend, if that is wrong, then I'm afraid I'm not sure I want to be right. I am also aware that you are the Alpha here, but as you already stated, I am not part of this pack, and have no Alpha. I do respect your standing here, so if it is your wish, then I will leave this place. Again, that is your choice. I do not see how Sylvies current conndition is my doing, but feel free to enlighten me if I'm wrong. Lastly, yes. I understand why you would have anger over My actions with your Mate, but you are already aware of the reason behind this, and I feel it's pointless to repeat it."

 

[Bluemage]

*his eyes continued to gaze forward at Dev for a long moment before he finally broke his silence to speak.*

I have no words to say to you, Dev. I really don't.

*he blinked slowly before looking up at the ceiling and taking in a very long and slow breath*

But since you are going to demand some form of justification as to why I did what I did, so be it. The collar was restricting her. I wasn't giving her what she needed, and she couldn't get it from anyone else as long as she wore it.

*his head rolled forward again so that he was looking at the Devil that had taken his kitten into his arms.*

The collar was never really meant to last forever, she knew that, and today asked that I take it off, and so I did.

*his blank eyes continued to stare forward as he tried to form the next words in his head and then decided that nothing was appropriate. He had hurt Sylvie. He had made her cry. It didn't matter if he had some justification, or had something to say. In the end he had made her cry, and fighting with the man who had caught her as she fell wasn't going to make the situation any better.*

 

[DeevaLicious]

She'd been watching from afar, her eyes on her sweet Sylvie just making sure she was ok through it all wanting to be close should she need a shoulder. Dismayed by the interuption she stepped from to shadows and laid a comforting hand on Sylvie's shoulder glaring towards the one that decided to burst in unknowing of the situation.

Logan sometimes its best to consult the party you think your coming to the rescue of and see if they need your services of butting in. I'd suggest calming down instead of causing drama here. Freak and I have enjoyed this being a drama free zone as of late so lets keep it that way. Dev is welcome here, just as Mage and Sylvie and they know that. It's not up to you to decide who can lend support to whom whether you like them or not.

Leaving it at that she walked to Mage and offered him a consoling hand, knowing this had to be as hard for him as it had been for Sylvie before going behind the bar to fix a drink.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

I understand why you would have anger over My actions with your Mate, but you are already aware of the reason behind this,

yes i am already aware of the reasons behind this, and unfortunatly i am not able to quote directly however it ran along the lines that she did it for Rose to see how you would stand up as a "dom" for her, as you were potentially able to give Rose what she was after" of something very near those words, so yes, i do blame this on you

*crosses his arms over his chest*

and the decision to force you to leave however nice a thought it is,

*looks to Rose*

she is your friend, if she wants you to stay i am inclined to grant it,

 

[Ladythunder]

darkness swirls in the corner and midnight separates itself from the shadows

Impossibly blue eyes followed by an almost elven face, innocence personified until one met the eyes of glacial ice that watched the rest of the world Dressed much like her Mate in all black, skin tight jeans and a slim fitting black t-shirt, her duster brushing her calves as she stepped forward.

Her hair was drawn up into a style that let it cascade over her shoulders without it being in her eyes. A last nod to her femmininity was the ankle high, high heeled boots that clicked against the floor as she took a step to the bar.

Signalling for a drink she looked between the two posturing males, a long moment, then when she spoke her voice was laconic

Sometimes some things are best resolved without outside influence

her gaze fell on Dev and she added

I am aware you care for your friend, but some problems you can and should only be there for her after the fact.

her gaze warmed as she looked at her Mate

And you, Mate Mine, care to much some days. let it play out and beat on the pieces left over if needed teasing him outrageously once more before glancing at Dee with a half smile

Wow we're almost all here too. Such as it is with our family, when one needs the rest come running, invited or not. Perhaps the Rest of us, uninvolved might consider going over there and having a drink instead as We are really only dirtying the waters here

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*At all the new voices and smells Sylvie felt comforted, her pack was around her, her Mage was nearby, and Dev was holding her safe. She should have been ok, but there was so much emotions swirlign through the air. Sylvie's walls were down, she couldn't think straight, she felt as though she was drowning and everyones different emotions were various undertows, pulling her this way and that. It hit the point where even the contact of skin was barely helping. She felt lost and alone. Somewhere inside she knew they were all fighting to some degree over her, but she really didn't want this. She needed love and reassurance, and she couldn't seem to form words to ask for them. All she could do was cry.

She felt Deeva's hand on her shoulder and that caught her slightly, she hicupped and tried to open her swollen eyes but couldn't. Lost in darkness she was terrified, Logan was going to make Dev leave, Blue was hurt, Deeva and Logan were fighting and she'd caused it all. She needed to be punished. ......*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

[ Deeva and Logan were fighting and she'd caused it all. She needed to be punished. ......*[/COLOR]

*sniffing the air his eyes turned to slyv and softened, shaking his head*

you didnt cause this, my anger against Winged is of a different nature and not because of you or your actions, he laid his hands on my mate and marked and harmed her, to my knowledge it was for you, but not because of you, LT had the right to refuse the offer but didnt, that blame is on her and her alone but that doesnt mean i had to be happy with her decision to that end LT and i worked things out but that grants no leeway for the winged one, please hun be at peace.

*looking to Dee he merely rolled his eyes and turned to his mate, hands on his hips he cocked a smirk moving to her he grabbed her in a bear hug his teeth at her throat as he growled a lustful hello in her ear*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

((OOC: Dev's comp crashed, he will be back ASAP))

 

[Ladythunder]

Curling into her Mates arms she whispered a hello back then swallowed speaking to his chest as it was so close to her

I believe your assumption is incorrect, if I understood it right.

The marks on my back, had zip to do with Sylvie. they were my choice and I bear your recrimination for them alone for I personally allowed them to come to pass.

My defense of Sylvie and Dev was for Sylvie, but on another matter, that she and I have worked out privatelt, but do not sling the two into the same bundle for though the samer night, they were seperate

 

[Winged_Devil]

Nodding as he heard Logans comments he suppressed the growl in his throat again as he spoke, a true if tiny show of respect for the male.

"I am no more a Dom, than I am a sub. I am still pretty new to the scene myself, and still have a lot to learn on that side of things... As for me staying here, I will be here for as long as I am welcome. If, or maybe that should be when that changes, then I will take my leave again."

Raising his blood soaked hand he places it on Mages shoulder as he turns to look at him once more, his eyes softening at the look of pain on Mages face.

"Removing the collar is one thing, but whatever you do, don't remove yourself. It will take her time to get over this new freedom, just make sure you are there for her when she has..."

Dropping his hand from Mages shoulder he takes hold of his free hand that hangs from a lazy arm and brings it to Sylvies cheek.
Sighing softly he looks over at Dee and gives a weak smile, turning to LT as she spoke to him before looking to the ground and nodding silently at her words.

((Sorry about that, Damn comp keeps dying.))

 

[Bluemage]

*he stared at Dev for a moment and then closed his eyes for a moment, taking a long breath. The situation had gotten out of hand with everyone stepping in and dropping their two cents, and while he appreciated that everyone cared enough about Sylvie to want to drop a comment or two, it hadn't made the situation easy to deal with. It had allowed him some perspective on the situation.*

Like I'd let a prize like Sylvie get away from me.

*his eyes turned to look at the kitten who was still held tightly in Dev's arms.*

Sylvie. Take a look at you're right ring finger.

*he was sure she was wearing the Claddaugh ring, she hadn't taken it off since he had given it to her.*

You might not have your collar anymore, but that ring is physical evidence that your heart is still mine and mine is still yours.

*he watched her, actually feeling far calmer than he had a moment ago.*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*closing his eyes briefly he turned to look at Dee his eyes dark*

"ive only ever tried to do what was Best for this pack and our supposed family, and have only have Rp'd my character as he should be played, through all the Bullshit between you and Freak to shit with Xirena and others, i have tried to be the Stone for all, to try and be here when you cried on my shoulder because of the Pain the Freak has put you through, for the Pain that Xirena caused you, i have tried to Defend those i called Friends and family and were closer to me on Lit than many and even then it comes back to Bite me in the ass, Perhaps LT is right and that i care too damn much about those i call Family, if that is true then i have no business here for anyone as even my own sense of honor and integrity is frowned apon,

I AM AN ASSHOLE plain and simple, and being an asshole has kept my ass alive as i have had NO ONE to fall back on, i have had to fight all my life, ive had no friends, the blacksheep of my family, i had no support i have always tried to be strong for those who faultered and to help pick up the pieces and try and bring courage and hope back to those who lost it and still im frowned apon, no this is not a pity party but it seems everytime i try and do what i think right by my sense of Justice and Honor i am hammered on every direction by those i thought i called friends.

It seems that my Time here on Lit has come to close as it seems i am no longer needed or wanted here. I here by renounce my position of alpha and withdraw my ties to any and all and Dissolve the Inferno Pack to their own respective familys or little clicks, I have enough stress and Court battles to fight in my personal life that i cannot afford to try and do the right thing here and get barked at. for those of you who still have my Yahoo i will be on, but my presence on lit is restricted to my threads only,


Good bye my friends

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*hearing Logans words made the hands about her throat ease, kept her from manifesting her claws, although she still flinched at his anger towards Dev.*

*Feeling the emotional tone of the two nearest her, Blue and Dev change, the negative emotions settling down Sylvie felt she was at last able to swim out of the mire enough to get her head above water. Feeling Mage's hand touch her cheek, with her still held in Dev's arms she got her head about her enough to realize she wasn't alone. Taking advantage of the moment she slammed her sheilds in place, settling the rest of the emotions in the room to a managable simmer. *sniffling still she hicoughed and sobbed trying to get her own emotions under control. She breathed in deep, dragging the scent of all her friends deep into her lungs, she felt at home here, she didn't need to panic.

And then she heard blue.....she pried her eyes open swollen and sore and wincing at the light, but it caught and sparkled off her Claudaugh his words sunk in deep....and suddenly she felt better. All her fears and terrors were laid to rest. MAge was here, Dev was holding her and protecting her, Logan called her part of the pack and protected her, Lt and Deeva realized what was going on and sought to calm her and the situation.

How could she be alone when she was so loved?

And then Logan's emotions shifted.

LOGAN NO! Please please no! I know I have little say to you, I can't even get you to IM me or talk to me outside of lit anymore....but don't leave because I fucked up, please don'tgo. I'm so so very sorry!

 

[Ladythunder]

at her Mates words her eyes go even colder, more remote than before. Her gaze lifted to his asking a question. Recieving her answer she arched up and licked his chin, before easing out of his arms and making her way through the doors without a word.

Moments after the door closes her striped form dissapears into the shadowed woods. She will wait for her mate past where the bullshit of the world knocks at their door.

Her thoughts would only have been known if she had possessed a throat such as his to mourn and call her sorrow to the cold moon above. Instead she slipped into the ether from whence she came

 

[Winged_Devil]

A small smile crept across his face as he spoke to Mage, laughing warmly as he shook his head.

"Sylv isn't a prize, the feelings that she has for you is more of a gift. Trust me, if I know this wee lass, it's not gonna be a gift she tries to take back."

Lowering himself to one knee he holds Sylvie close, resting her on his bent knee to keep her supported as he brought his bloody hand to his lips, licking at his wounds and tasting the fresh blood as he cleaned it off.

 

[Bluemage]

*he smirked softly as he mentioned that Sylvie wasn't a prize but her feelings were more of a gift.*

That's likely true, but when you find yourself with something that you are so absolutely sure that you don't deserve you can't help but call it a prize as if you received it through some twist of fortune.

*he smiled softly as he looked at Sylvie.*

And I often find it hard to believe that I deserve the attention of a sweet kitten who can...*he paused for a moment knowing how much Sylvie danced around the word 'love' but decided there was no other word for it*...love, so much, so deeply and completely. I wonder what I did to earn such a treasure.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Crumpling into tears as Logan leaves she clutches herself to Dev with one hand Mage with the other. Trying hard to hold on as things once more get out of control. Watching LT leave she tries hard not to panic, knowing that her friend wasn't leaving her for good, just for now. She hadn't wanted any of this to happen, and really couldn't entirely understand how it had. But she knew that at this point there was nothign she could do.

Still feeling the phantom collar about her neck reminded her that she needed to take care of herself, and apparently others needed to be cared for.

Oh my god Dev! *with gentle fingers she picks out the glass, carefull to not cut herself as she gathers it all in her hand to be thrown away. As she did so she listened to the men talk, almost as though she wasn't there. Their words warmed her heart, making her feel better, slowly returning her to herself as she had the grace to blush at Mage's kind words*

*As she went to speak it was interuppted with a yawn* C-AWwww-can you both stay with me. I don't want to be alone....but I think I need to lay down.....She leaned back in Dev's arms, her hand falling to the side and dumping the glass for a servant to come clean up as she half fell asleep*

 

[Winged_Devil]

Getting to his feet once more he throws Sylvie up against his chest a little, so to get a better hold of her as he looks at his other hand. Smiling as he looks at his shredded skin and licking at it once more before speaking.

"If thats what you want Sylv, then I'm sure something could be aranged... Well, depending on Mage I suppose..."

Winking at Mage he turns and walks to the open fire and reaches into it, a low growl escaping his lips as he watches the flames scorch the wounds on his hand burning the blood black. Removing his hand from the flames he wipes the charred blood on his jeans, the ash falling to his feet to reveal the fresh pale skin underneath fully healed. Walking back to Mage again he looks at the bloody handprint on his shoulder from earlier.

"So, what do you say Mage, it is your call... Oh, and sorry about the blood, that might stain..."

 

[Bluemage]

*the mage blinked and looked at the bloody handprint and then looked to Dev, nodding softly*

It would be my pleasure to hold Sylvie close and enjoy her warmth while she took the time to recover.

*and with that it seemed that the deal had been made.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Glad that the men agreed with her,knwoing it was a stretch for them both she feels proud and quite special that she means so much to them. Sylvie tiredly guides them once more to her room, the scent of rose spilling gently into the hall way letting her know she's close. As Dev walks in and lays her on the bed she slides to the center, making sure to leave room on her right for Mage and her left for Dev. Snuggling to the bed she purrs happily as the men climb in beside her. Leaving the two to settle themselves Sylvie drifts off into sleep, surrounded by their scent, feeling Dev's soft feathered wings cover her as Mage magicked the blanket over them all. It felt so nice to be taken such good care of. With a final sigh she lets sleep claim her, bathed in their warmth and love*

 

[GrimWraith]

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[yeishia]

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[Nightfreak]

His boots hit the hardwood floor with two heavy thuds. He looks around for a light switch with his left hand. The darkness quickly fades as the lights come on. " It has been a while." he says as he walks slowly letting his fingers run over the ornate wooden bar. Leaving a feint trail where his fingers been threw in the dust. So many things have changed in his life yet this place still remains. All of the memories here some painful some that could not be placed into words. He pulls off the white sheets that covered the sofa and chairs pitching them into the corner. His eyes fall to his recliner a smile forms on his face. Remembering how much he enjoyed that chair and the times he spent in that chair.*

His eyes lifted right beside it on the wall a small wooden rack holding a few collars. His past started to flash before his eyes. Memories from the ones who wore them. His hand lifted as he took them into his hand. Each one with a name. The metal plates covered in dust hidden under the dust of time each one holding a name and several memories. His finger wiped away one as the plate shined for the first time in years. He stopped seeing her name, engraved in the metal it was like he saw a ghost. The first one he cleaned off being hers. Who would have though, what are the odds. He could feel a tear roll down over his cheek. He pulled off his sunglasses wiping it away. Blaming the dust but he knew the truth. *His hand clutched the collar as he placed it in his pocket. Then wiped off the next one, a smile formed over his face as the dust *covering the plate was brushed away. It was his, he held it close and wondered if it still fit but he was not gonna place it around his neck. Taking them both almost a matching set he walked over to the place on the wall wear they hung returning them.*

Walking around he blew the dust off pictures that adorned the tables. Friends in some but most of them was the members of his family. It was strange to look at them after all this time. After leaving to walk alone to find himself *leaving all this behind. Wondering if he should remove them or leave them he stood there with his arms folded. Walking down the hall he decided to leave them there. It was there home as well and he would leave it as such if they decide to return.*

Passing the cell he looked at the metal door with a smile. Knowing that is where he learned and started his journey. Reaching in his pocket he pulled out his Zippo lighting a torch that hung beside it. It always burned when he was there. The flicker of the flame the scent of the smoke as the torch burned. *Moving further down the hall he stopped at the master bedroom door. He placed his hands on the double hard wooden doors and pushed them slowly open. *

It was all how he left it as he pulled off his boots and fell into bed. His eyes close then open as the blue in his eyes melted into a bright red... Blood red. Cracking his neck to the left his fangs dropped as he leaned back his head looking at the ceiling letting out a long howl... He was home... The howl to some a warning to others to let them know he was back. *