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| Reijin | Dec 17 2011, 12:29 AM Post #1 |
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Reijin sat upright in his bead, beads of sweat tumbling from his forehead as he panted in the still darkness of his chambers. Another nightmare, similar to the ones had had been suffering through the last few weeks, but nevertheless, startling. He never shared the dreams, not even with himself, but once awoken by the fiendish mind play, the Saiyan-Demon Hybrid was never able to fall back into the sweet abyss of sleep. He wasn’t afraid of what lay behind his closed eyes, but his body refused to shut down once again and that meant it was time to rise, whether he wanted to or not. Swinging his legs over the side of his cot, the albino haired humanoid looked at himself in the mirror across the way; there was just enough light coming through the thick, frost covered windows of his room and the reflection looking back at him was that of a broken warrior. He was, on most occasions, very reserved and in control of his own emotions, but these days, with his lack of sleep and the fierce training Lord Frost was now placing him under, he had begun to develop bipolarism and that was not good for a Saiyan, hybrid or not. Lifting himself up, his feet hadn’t even hit the ground before a knock came from the door. This was not unusual though, getting a visitor this early typically meant that he was being pulled into a training session to break him down even more; trial by fire he was always told, though he was sure that it was more torture than training. Frostlings did not like Saiyans and though he wasn’t pure-blooded, even a taint of Saiyan blood was enough for everyone to dislike him. He was, however, saved by the fact that he was created to destroy his own race; his hatred for the inhabitants of Vegeta and their entire bloodline was well known throughout the lands and often, even disliked, he got cheers. It was quite the contradictory existence; he was hated, but loved. Pulling open the door, Reijin was treated to the sight of Lord Frost’s lackey Lust. She was everything that her name entailed, beautiful, mind boggling, insanely gorgeous. She was every man’s dream with an attitude and voice that only added to the appeal; she was well known for being able to have any man she wanted without any trouble, any man that was, except Reijin. While he too was under her spell, his focus allowed him to see beyond the beauty and realize the manipulation she often gained through exploiting her body and it was for this reason, she wanted him. “Are you lost?” asked Reijin as he rolled his eyes and moved back into the depths of his room, clearing away from the sweat smell of her overbearing pheromones. “Oh now,” she replied sheepishly. “Is that anyway to treat a lady?” Reijin wasn’t in the mood for games, but he knew how to play her; their past was well known throughout the kingdom, raised brother and sister, but forged in sexual tension. It wasn’t exactly what you would call ‘normal’, but these days, what was normal? They weren’t related by any other means than being under Frost’s rule, how they had become siblings was beyond him, but it offered him another reason to avoid her primitive needs. “Not sure,” the Saiyan cracked a bit of a smile as he spoke. “I’ll let you know if I see one.” “Oh!” her face scrunched up in a look of anger, but it melted away into a sultry look of longing once again. “Whatever Rei. Lord Frost is asking for you again, I think this time it’s for something a bit more exciting than a training mission though, I’ve heard rumors of – she paused for a moment, gaging his interest; his face gave him away – on second thought, give me a little kiss and I’ll let you know.” Moving in close, Reijin grabbed Lust by her hips and pulled her in close to him; his lips were only centimeters away from hers and he could smell the sweat scent of her breath seeping through her luscious lips. The truth was, he wanted to take this woman to his bed, but he knew better. In the twenty-six years of his existence he had avoided bedding any woman on principle. They, women, were distractions and those were something he was trying to avoid at all cost, he could ill afford to fall behind “Maybe next time,” he whispered into her ear as he pulled her to his left, moving past her and out the door. He could hear Lust’s anger in her voice as he made his way down the corridor, she was cursing him in a language that he did not know, though he recognized some words here and there and it only widened his grin. He loved to get her angry, it was almost a daily goal of his, if he would have had time for such nonsense. Every day was typically filled to the brim with either training or some kind of vocational learning and that left very little time for the benign games. “I hate you Rei-Rei!” “Love you too sis.” That one line blew her over the top. Letting loose a scream that could shatter windows, Lust kicked Reijin’s door, sealing her inside his room as she raged inside the chambers. The Saiyan-Demon hybrid, safely in the halls and marching towards Lord Frost, laughed loudly as he rounded a corner, listening to his ‘sister’ scream and cry further and further behind him as he made his way towards the Emperor with no clue as to what he was called for. Lust had mentioned that he wasn’t going to be going into anything training, or so it had seemed to her, but she knew something he did not and though he wanted to know, he wasn’t willing to go down that street with her. He would find out soon enough, of that he was sure, though the butterflies in his stomach weren’t very assuring that he would be ok no matter what. He had never been called to Lord Frost for any reason other than training before, especially at this time in the morning; whatever was happening, it was undoubtedly important. 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