Just how things are

[[S]ara]

/What the hell is this girl? Enjoying pain?/ her mind pondered while the two spoke. When Olive was addressed by Maeve, her eyes widened and she took a step back away from the group. "I'm no one you need to know." she mumured, "Sorry but I'm going to be using the chains." Olive narrowed her eyes at Maeve, /I know I dont know her, but...I dont like her./ she decided.

Letting the chains slack off to the ground abit, Olive took the middle of a chain and began to spin it dully at her side, "Seems like you all know each other from a time in her life." glancing over at Seaheart and then to Ven, "Small world eh?" Olive said with a dry humour flickering her gave back over to Maeve. /These people are powerful, I didnt sense it at first but now that I've stepped back from them I can feel the power pulseing from them. Some adventure I've gotten into./

[Seaheart]

He looked between them and between all the personal feelings between one another, he felt a searing pain on his back. He'd wait...."Well, I do wish to see Dementia. For some....BUSINESS matters." He said looking up at the sky as if there was some invisble god staring down at him. The pain subsided...for now. "Well anyway, if it weren't for our little seal of friendship right now Maeve, between Ven and I, I'd whip out some witty comment that even you'd have trouble retorting back to." He said with the slightest hint of a grin filled with humor. But alas, it seemed more like his grin of usual evil glee.

He looked at Olive and decided, just because he didn't like her, he would use his shadows. The shadows jumped out of the ground, taking the chains, while the chain then seemed to slither along the ground on it's own accord. The shadows then raised it up to Maeve's free hand, offering it to her. "Consider it a welcome back gift." He said with a fanged grin.

[VEN is Back]

"Anyways." Ven said giving Seaheart a slight glare even though she didn't care all to much when it came to women, or rather women he liked, Ven was most often the old definition of a gentleman and he didn't quite enjoy Seaheart making any sort of negative comment about his girl in particular.

"Now Maeve..." Ven said grinning a little when she spoke to him.

"I have a question for you though it would best be said in a certain degree of privacy, that is of course unless you'd be satisfied with me asking it here?" He asked, his tongue dropping the two rings into his hand, both of them sculpted to resmbel a snake biting it's tail. The motion was hardly see able and clink the rings made hardly audible, he was hoping he could pull this off as a surprise.

[Mousiemus Prime]

" A question?" She looked intregued almost instantly. She gave a wicked littl cackle to Seaheart's offer of the chains. " I think with my business florishing I could buy myself some. Give them back to the girl. I don't feel like being to wicked today. I've had my share of cold-heartedness earlier." Maeve spoke harshly shooing the chains away. Slowly she turned to face Ven.

She wraped her arms gently around his waist her hands engulfing one anothr behind him at the small of his back. " Now my dear." She began again. Shifting her weight from side to side to get a little closer to Ven. " You may choose what you'd prefer. Privacy, or here. It doesn't matter to me. You know me, I'm the type of girl who has no care about whether we're in public or not. You should have learned that the time we spent the day sunbathing at the fitness center. You remember that don't you?" She asked, her voice sly and coy as she smirked in such a tempting and playful manor.

[VEN is Back]

"Of course i remember." Ven said dreamily, remembering the day, and the happy memories that cam with it. he gently lowered her arms, and then dropped down onto one knee, a position he never actually assumed he would ever come close to going into, though now he saw himelf doing nothing else.

His hands fumbled around slightly the scales making it all the more difficult for him to make lighter gestures. after about a minute of his hands squirming around he finally a hand, one of the gold rings held between two tips of his claws. The small amount of sunlight flashed of the small diamond eye imbeded in the tiny snakes head hopefully.

"I suppose this was along time coming." He said his voice for once not sounding as silky as it usually did. Now it sounded like a melded between a hiss and words, his true voice, which rarely showed, only at times like now, when he found himself being genuine.

"Will you-." He briefly chocked and took a deep breath, clearing his throat quickly.

"Will you-" he inhaled one last time finding it not just hard to find the words but to use the ones that so many had used before him, he hated how horribly unoriginal the line was.

"Will you...Marry me?"

[Mousiemus Prime]

For many moments she just stared out him. Her face was blank, and what some would say full of shock. However, those who knew Maeve would know it took a lot to shock her into such a state of mind. The words just repeated in her mind, resounding like a broken record. Over and over she heard him ask that question though he only asked the full question once.

It had been ten years since she last saw Ven. Ten long and very lonely years. She could remember all the times she would work non-stop to forget the feelings of sorrow that would come at her in full force. The times when she would give couples hell because she missed that lifestyle herself. And now, here she was...being proposed to by the same guy that would sneak into her dreams frequently. She wanted to ask him if he was joking, wanted to check to make sure he was serious. But, this was Ven she was talking about. He was almost always serious.

" You had to ask? You fool, you should know my answer." She whispered softly. This was her obvious 'yes' answer. Fallowed by something she had long to do since she had heard his voice again. Maeve tilted his head, bent herself at the waist and planted a sweet kiss on his lips. " You're a fool, for having to even ask. A fool." She whispered before kissing him again.

[VEN is Back]

"But are not culls the people who are happiest?" He said slipping the small snake ring around her finger gently, and the kissing her back as well.

It was strange the feeling that rushed over him now. It was most definetly a happy feeling, however it wasn't something he had experienced before. It felt not just sureal but went further than that. His whole body went weightless. he knew what love felt like, he was sure of it, he had been there, but this was something far different far greater. It wasn't the feeling he had envisioned. He had assumed he feel a hot-blooded, crazy, passionate feeling. But yet it was something different, it was more like a feeling of...comfort. he felt comfortable, for quite possibly the first time in his life he felt genuinely comfortable.

It was a feeling of belonging something he had never been able to reach. his parents had never shown him any affection. up until a few moments ago he had never felt what it was like to have a friend, and all of his previous girlfriend had at some point rejected him. But this was different, from all of that. he felt like he was in the right place, as though he needed nothing more. he felt as though he could collapse anywhere and be at home. he felt for the first time in all of his hellish, nightmarish, horrific life, like he had done something correct.

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Bending over like this isn't good for my back. Stand up." She muttered to him before straighting herself out and replacing her hands on her hips. Well, one hand, as the other was held out before her looking at the ring on her finger now. Well, to her it seemed rather unique. A ring shaped like a snake eating it's own tail wit the diamond as it's eye? How many people could show off something like that? Not many, Maeve would assume.

Slowly she held her hand out for Ven to take in order to prehaps help him up from that position he had placed himself in. Kneeling on one knee could be annoying at times, this Maeve was sure of. " You, My dear, have just made up for those ten years." Maeve said smiling to her fiance. What she spoke was true, she had been having a pretty lame life for the past ten years. She'd have to dubb this one of her happiest moments of her life.

The problem was, she had no father to walk her down that little aisle. A grandfather, yes. She figured when the time came to work things out, it would be handled. Knowing her mother, like Maeve did, she would probably hug Ven and call him 'Dear Boy' or something. The idea almost made Maeve double over with laughter. Then a thought hit her. It had the force of a frying pan being fired from a rocket launcher. Not only did Seaheart witness such an event. But the unknown girl (known to the readers) had also witnessed Ven's proposal. Although, that didn't exactly seem to bother her.

" We're both fools." She laughed softly, shaking her head at herself before wiggling her fingers to show her impatience. A cellphone rang in her left pocket, but the young woman ignored it, not caring who it was or what they wanted. Or even if it was business and the call she had been waiting all afternoon for. She was busy, and they could wait.

[VEN is Back]

Ven held her hand though didn't put any weight on it to lift himself up off of his knee.

"If being a fool means I get this." He put and arm around the small of her back and stood close to her, his head leaning in next to hers.

"Than I must say I am perfectly content with being foolish." He aid, his gold sliding onto his own finger now, though his lacked the diamond eyes.

"So not to be two foreward. But do think that coming up with a date could be a good idea?" he said, his voice slowly taking back it's silky tone. He would probably leave most of the planning up to her, though he already had a vague idea of this may or may not become. He definetely pictured a wedding, though not an average one by any means. Not average by any sense of the word. It would be something that would be remembered by all who attended.

Though he knew little about any sort of wedding, consider he had never attended one, he could only assume that they were often a little too upbeat for either his or Maeve's tastes so it would be hard to imagine how this would come off. Though he already had a somewhat interesting image of half of the seats empty, due to his lack of family in general. He had never been introduced to any of his relatives, and he hadn't seen hair nor hide of his parents in over 16 years. They hadn't quite parted on the greatest of terms, and he personally had no intention of bringing back and bonds between them.

[Seaheart]

He looked between the couple, giving a weak, faltering smile. Happy as it was, his idea of love had changed over the years, and he had a feeling that even if Ven hadn't declared their friendship, he would have pitied him. Love was but a short or long term dream. But unlike in the morning to go to school or work, when you were woken up, you woulnd't be tired, you'd be shocked.

Betrayed, hurt, pained. Unlike death, when you feel no pain, dreams only last so long, and it always had to end. He'd never actually heard of a marriage that lasted forever. You saw it in stories, TV, and movies, but he hadn't even seen two of the latter, and knew whatever was in TV was mostly a lie. Still, how did he, who had failed in love two times, but both enough to fit a lifetime of romantic failure, tell Ven this? Ven had experienced too many nightmares to be woken up from one of the happiest dreams of his life.

Still, a question came to mind. Ven and Maeve probably had their own ideas for weddings, probably a relatively small one considering that if the rest of Ven's family was as hellbent on experimentation as his parents, they probably despised him for running away. That, or he hadn't known them. Once again, another similarity between Ven and him. But even they should know they needed a Best Man and a Ring Bearer. Then it occurred to him that Ven had only him, and Maeve had Dementia. Did he want himself to be the Best Man? He started feeling the searing pain on his back again before he could answer himself this. Shit.....he had to stop getting sentimental. Too late. He knew, and did not know what was to come, but this was the time to find out.

He looked to Ven with a suppressed expression of pain and said in a strained voice. "Ven....this is probably the WORST time to mention this, but at the moment, it doesn't matter. While you never follow my suggestion, this time, it involves sort of saving your...fian'ce? Anyway, something is about to happen, that will only put Olive in danger if you simply....." He didn't know how to say it, knowing in past attempts it didn't work in critical times, but he had no choice anyway "do what I say." He said with a pained grunt.

Metal slime in the shape of Maeve's body moved up to her like a body of armor. "Get your girlfriend into that, then...." He knew how hard this'd be for Ven, he thought a little sarcastically. "Then chuck her as far as you can. Don't worry. It's being tracked. Government equipment I stole. The slime will cushion her fall, and if I'm not mistaken, she can phase in and out of inanimate objects and people, right? Then Ven, I want you to stand by. What's about to happen...I don't know. I just think it's dangerous. If I simply faint, then you can tell me that, but when searing pain comes into our mind and bodies, it's usually more than that for us, eh?" He said in a strained, sort of joking voice at the last part.

"Just don't....interfere. Just watch if you can, and when whatever it is is over, just tell me what happened, okay? And don't worry about Olive. She can die for all we care." He said finally, before he seemed choking. His jacket seemed to be melting into his skin before he gave a final wink to Ven, and then a metal dome seemed to spring out of the ground and cover him from sight. It then started to rumble ominously.

[[S]ara]

Olive watched stunned as the chains were taken from her, then given back and then suddenly a marriage was proposed. /Wow very random./ her mind thought.

Then suddenly Seaheart was speaking, and Olive didnt like what he was saying. Dropping the chains that she had reaquired, Olive strutted foreward a serious look upon her face, "Excuse me, but when did I become your little side character?" she snapped at Seaheart, ignoreing Ven and Maeve. "I dont know what your getting at but you need to come down a notch or two, your friends here just annouced marriage and all you can say is slip her into a slime case and send her off? What bullshit are you pulling?" Olive stepped forward, trying to get intoSeaheart's face.

"This girl here seems perfectly capable of handleing herself! Thats it...thats whats been annoying me! Ever since I met you, you've acted like the female population cant do shit!" Then Olive turned around to face Ven and Maeve, "Has he always been like this?" she asked desperatly then looked back at "Starrum".

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Hmmm? Yes. I think he always has had a habbit of looking down upon women. I think it is in his nature though. As it is in the nature of many men it seems." Maeve said with a sigh as she looked from the liquid metal that had decide she was going to be engulfed in it. " I also think he has a habbit of making peoples minds up for them." Sighed Maeve, clicking her tongue in a manor that would have suggested scolding.

She backed away from the goo with a look of disgust, before turning her emerald eyes to Ven. " Don't even think about tossing me into whatever that is. I'll be pissed." She growled poking him hard in the side to make sure he understood she meant business. Eyes rolling to Olive she cocked a brow. Well, at least she knew this girls name now. Olive, reminded her of Olive Oil from the old show Popeye the Sailor Man. That thought seemed comical at the moment. But, no laughter rattled her body.

[VEN is Back]

Ven shot a positively foul glare to Seaheart.

"Now now Seabreeze my friend i think you have to realize something here." He began to stalk around the scene that was forming with a fluid grace.

"You see just because I've admitted we're friends doesn't me I can't kick the metaphoric can that is you anywhere I so choose." Ven spoke with a confidence so self assured it seemed as though the entire event had already played itself out.

"I mean think about it, This is the girl I intend to marry, and you quite literally ask me to throw that away, Now I must say in this given situation I think I'll choose her yto stay here, though i have no problem throwing you encased in metal stuff" He said his head showing up behind his, his voice taking on a throaty gutural hiss, almost like a crocodiles, it was incredibly intimidating and a primitive way of saying don't even try ruining this.

[Seaheart]

The rumbling in the dome around Seaheart turned into little taps. 'Tap.Tap.' Then it turned into loud thumps toward Olive's direction. 'Thump, thump thump. Thump, thump, thump.' Finally, it turned into clawings. Certain noises, very low ones because sound has a hard time traveling through solid objects, let alone metal. It all seemed to point to Olive. Finally, the metal split open, the creature lunging out toward her, instinct telling him she was an easy....kill? Well, technically not for her, but still somewhat easy.

It was black and gray. The head looking like a tall skull with the thinnest and pale piece of skin on. No hair at all. Not even a nose. A long mouth with no teeth in it. Two sunken, eerily indifferent, bright reddish orange eyes gazing at you. Then his body. It looked black and somehow metallic. On his upper arms it was black, and had muscle going on. Then again, his skin was so skin, the veins on his wrists were about as large as his muscles. They looked like they were always strained. His lower arms with gray with a red tint to them. His hands....they looked like sharp tridents. They was practically no hand at all, then just constructing into three curved....talons, claws? Something in between. They looked like tridents, and it seemed there was no way to distingiush if the nails from the finger.

His chest was built somewhat sturdily, but seemed slimy. Streched back even. His stomach was sunken like it had never seen a meal at all. The crotched area just seemed to have a metal plate going inbetween the pelvis area all the way to the buttocks. The legs resembled dinosaur legs...bent, crouched, reay to kill. It also looked metallic and black, but this time, the skin was so thin, you saw the bones.You could see a gap where the femur ended, the knee, then the rest of the leg. The feet were probably the most normal part of the body, except curved toes on each foot, and only four of them.

The most sinister, and dangerous part of his body was the tail. It looked like a chain extended where the buttocks should be, curved, sharp needles or scale protruding from the sides, then ending in a wicked looking silver looking blade. It was curved, with some black on it, then ending in a sharp point. Of course, the case for Olive might be different. If the devil could have knights, an army of some sort, then this monstrosity would be his soldiers. But for Olive, when it was lunging toward your stomache, trident like claws ready, you wouldn't get a chance to look at all these details. Death would probably be a rough idea of what it looked like. Death in some physical form, ready to take in everything, absorb it and curve to new ways to kill.

[[S]ara]

Olive watched as Maeve and Ven both jumped in on the conversations seeming to agree with her. "Well finally I get some agreement...er in a certain way." her eyes averted from Seaheart, and over at Ven and Maeve her attention not really noticing the creature inside until it clawed its way out.

"Holy f**k." she muttered as she watched this thing lunge out at her time seeming to slow down. /Gotta think fast, I cant afford to be knocked out for a week./

Olive's right foot slid quickly back wards as Olive leaned forward toward the beast. In a brief moment, Olive was able to kick up a loop of the chains into her hand. Creating a circle she gripped the chains quickly and pushed off quickly to meet the creature.

Suddenly blood was everywhere...But whose blood?

It was Olive's blood of course, but she hadn't been unlucky. Looking out upon the scene, Olive's hand quivered slightly as the chain was to be found wrapped tightly around the creatures head holding it a distance from her. Looking down she saw that even in her attempt to keep it at bay, the creatures long arms and claws had managed to dig themselves into her stomach blood gushing out all around her.

Holding back in the cry of pain that she wanted to give out, Olive pulled her left foot up and braced it against the shoulder of the beast then shoved back at hard as she could.