Drums of the Underworld [Closed RP] Jan 13, 2017 4:04:49 GMT
Post by Kuma on Jan 13, 2017 4:04:49 GMT
Callis finally stood up, on his own, without help from Aria. His rage was blinding him, so he was incapable of fearing embarrassed about Aria’s current wardrobe, or almost lack of thereof. The Beast Knight didn’t usually get angry, but the pain, added to the whole situation was clearly taking a toll on his stoic discipline. He swept the dust, gravel and sand from his clothing and hair with a frustrated sigh punctuating each sweep of his palm over the fabric and mane. He stretched both arms, dead silent after listening to Aria’s taunt, popped the bones of his neck and shoulders, that were pretty sore after tumbling around. Callis looked away, staring the desert, that stretched as far as he could see, for a moment. At first it seemed as if he was going to ignore the Firm Chief’s remark, but without a single moment of notice the Beast Knight glared at her and started ranting.
-SAD!?- Raising his voice wasn’t knight-like, unless it was as a war-cry charging into battle, but Callis was too far gone over his personal tolerance levels to care. -Sad being able to think, plan and act according to a situation?- All the muscles on his body tensed, his face contorted by his fury, slowly gaining more and more animalistic traits. -Sad to understand advice and requests? To avoid almost killing somebody who is helping you? To act from your own free will and not guided by beastial impulses?- The Beast Knight stance was slowly becoming more animalistic, his claws slowly growing out of his fingers, the same kind of growth also happened on his teeth, becoming sharper as he spoke, spewing each word with beast-like passion. -You think I cage my beast out of FEAR? YOU THINK I AM WEAK FOR THAT!? PITIFUL EVEN!?-
White energy swirled around Callis, slowly concentrating on his hands, but instead of his accustomed blades the Gainen Power slowly took the shape of claws, overlapping his actual hands and making his arms longer and thicker. His maddening glare was burning holes through Aria. -YOU WANTED TO SEE THE BEAST!? YOU WANTED ME TO UNLEASH IT!? YOU ABSOLUTELY UNDISCIPLINED AMATEUR!?- Callis muscle mass grew as, bulging under his skin, his veins popping through it as well, his arms slowly raising ready to slash Aria.. -I WILL GIVE YOU THE BEAST! YOU WILL KNOW FEAR! YOU WILL KNOW DREAD! YOU BI- Before he could finish the insult he stopped dead on his tracks, his body paralyzed on his attack stance. Clearly he was struggling to move out of the grip of whatever was the invisible force holding him. Finally he broke through but instead of attacking Aria he did something else.
-No.- He whispered, before proceeding to close his hand into a clenched fist, breaking the energy surrounding it and started punching his forehead. -No.- He repeated the whisper and the motion, the third blow already drew blood as he faltered back. -NO!- He proclaimed this time hitting his forehead again, his hand trembling, covered in scarlet blood. This had been something that Callis fought since his teenage years, the truly beast-like side of his personality, the half of uncontrolled impulses and instinct, the Beast Lying Deep Within him, and even after arriving to this world and losing many of the sources of the stress that only helped to increase the crack between his two heritages, he was still split between the Knight and the Beast, each pulling him apart by the seams, trying to wrestle total control over his psyche. He did have episodes of the Beast before, but this was the most intense one so far. His legs wobbled under his dead weight, falling on his knees and elbows, sweating profusely, mixed with his blood, dripping from in his forehead and falling into the sand.
-No.- He weakly muttered before falling face first into the warm desert sand.