propane nightmares [cyanide]

[Dusty.]

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my pads light kissed the old fake tiles that you always find in hospitals. well, they felt the same as the other hospitals i had walked in on my travels. slightly worn, yet still retaining that new clean smell. even after all this time the humans had left this city, i could still faintly smell the bleach that always stung ones nose. i sighed gently, before lifting my tiara to survey where my pistons had taken me. i was in the reception area, with the receptionists computer screen still flickering where someone had obviously abandoned it when they fled. i looked away blinking, the flashing irritating my orbs. they where my favourite thing about me. i liked how they were different to other dogs, how one was brown and the other blue. i smiled gently as i let my pistons push me lightly onto one of the waiting room chairs.
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shaking my head, i thought about the time where those four brutes had attacked me. they took advantage of my size, for definatly being the runt of the litter, i was smaller then the rest. they even ignored my quick and sarcastic words, for once they didn't come to my rescue. even when i put up a fight they beat me easily. they beated me and beated me and beated me. as i thought these thoughts i winced as i remembered every little place where they hurt me, that one blow to the skull that left me with brain damage. see im not your average chick. i laughed quietly to myself at this. circling round on the chair, i let myself go into a sitting position, my tail wrapping round my left leg. sighing gently. i thought of this life i had led alone. for i had no love, no secret crush. back then i was happy about that, happy that i was different to all the other sluttish bitches that i had met. though now i was starting to envy them.
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i cursed lightly under my breath at thinking like that, yet i knew myself it was true. i needed the company, to long i had spent alone, to long i had spent without the company of another. i didnt even have my own mother and father to relate to anymore, they where both dead. the word had traveled round and reached my twin soldiers last year, that they had died a couple of months after my death of unknown causes. it was proberly the lead bitch, poisened them, maybe even slit their throats. the whole pack knew that she was jeleous of my parents, for they had had a healthy litter of pups that i was part of. they let me life ands the leads orders even though i was smaller, weaker. i suppose i owe my life to them really, but that still didn't give them the right to kill my parents. just because the lead bitch was barren. she tried to keep it a secret, but since when do secrets stay secrets in a close knit pack like ours was? never i tell you never. i sighed, before letting my mismatched orbs fall on the one door that gave enterance to the waiting room. If anyone was to enter then I would be able to see from where I was sitting.

Word count;; 561
Muse;; Very Good
For;; Cyanide and her character Nightmare
Notes;; Enjoy ^^

[»Cyanide]

Nightmare's paws moved easily as he made his way into the abandoned hospital. His blue eyes scanned aronud, taking in the shadows and the overall appearance of this place. While no humans ever lived here for a while, the place was still creepy and reeked of them. Wrinkling his nose in disgust, Nightmare pressed on, his grey and white fur blending in easily with the darkend shadows of the hospital. The wolf/husky mix always enjoyed exploring new parts , specially if those parts were dark and sinister. Basically cause Nightmare was the same way. True, there was a side to him that was classififed as a 'ladies' man. Oh how he loved flirting with the bitches. A smirk played across his face as he continued to walk, blades and pelvis rolling easily with each step. His nails clicked softly on the ground. He kept his head low as he continued to lope.

While Nightmare wasn't exactly 'dark' dark, he was not exactly neutral nor light. He was basically a time bomb waiting to go off. One minute he could be flirty and coy the next he'd attack anyone that just annoyed him or got off on the wrong 'foot' persay. He never really gave much thought to why they did it but teh fact that they did it overall. Nightmare wormed his way up the stairs now. The old shell of a building creaked and moaned as the Autumn breeze blew against it. He secretly wondered if this place was actually stable. Shaking his head he pressed on until a scent caught him off guard. A bitch was here. Smirking again, Nightmare followed the scent.

He eventually spied a red merle female not too far off. Smirking again, Nightmare slipped his haunches into a sitting position, letting his bushy tail wrap around his back legs, flicking on occasion. Forelegs came to the front of his chest keeping his upper body erect. Ears were turned toward her, showing her respect and attention. Blue eyes scanned over her profile. She was a nice looking fae and he began talking to her in a soft and flirty tone.

"Well hello there fae. I'm Nightmare what might your name be?" He spoke flirtily as he kept his eyes on the fae. Outside the wind howled and banged against the building making pieces of the place that was hanging on by a thread bang against the side of the building. It didn't phase him one bit though but he watched the fae incase she was spooked. True, he always liked protecting the faes, specially since it fed into his ego like a hungry starving wolfolf. He remained sitting there for a bit, watching her closely. His lower jaw dropped, salmon pink tongue lolling out and resting over his bottom two canines as he panted slightly. He felt a chilly breeze whip over his back, fluttering a few patches of his two toned pelt as he watied.

[Dusty.]

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a small sigh was uttered from my lips as my eyes gazed the still empty room. surely if anyone was coming they would of come by now. gracefully leaping down from the chair i was sitting on, i landed softly on my paws. my claws making a ringing sound as they met the fake tile floor. it was then my twin soldiers picked up anothers footfalls on the over side of the wall. now on the floor, i let my hanches go into a sitting position once again, my tail curling round my hind leg, flicking occasionaly. like a cats one could say. with a slight smile upon my lips i let my orbs fall on the dog that had entered the room. a husky mix i could guess.
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this was my chance. chance for what i dont know. but with my lands behind me i felt like a new woman. even at three i had my own lands, lands which i thought where the best. i was not a normal 'dark', no i felt that no didnt have to be stereotypical to their alliences name. i could laugh, i could play, i could love, something that not all darks felt they could. but i could love with a passion. enough about myself enough. my smile grew slightly, but only ever so slightly. he was a good looking boyo. though as his liips parted and he spoke i let out a little chuckle. well nightmare i am wrench.
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[»Cyanide]

Nightmare smirked and yawned, lower jaw dropping and salmon pink tongue curling back into his maw. Jaws snapped shut as he began responding.

"Nice to meet you Wrench. What's a lovely fae like you doing in a horrible place like this?" He questioned, as he kept his blue eyes on teh fae before him.

This was always fun, flirting with teh faes. It was his trademark really. Another loud bang came from outside, but again Nightmare didn't flinch one bit. True, some might think darks were nothing more than robots, unable to love, think or play, but that was completely wrong. They were alive as well, canine. Didn't all canine's have the same feelings? Ears flicked every once and a while, listening to the sounds outside the shell building before he turned his attention back otno Wrench.

"Do tell me a bit about yourself, lovely," he spoke again smoothly as he smiled and winked at her flirtily. He got up and began slowly circling the fae. Normally this was a scare tactic used on lights to get their heads churning. But for Nightmare, this was only so that he was able to see her whole physique better. Her whole profile. He had no intentions of scaring her off as he wanted to get to know her better. Nightmare stopped circling her and sat back in the same spot as he had before, forelegs still keeping his upper body erect. He patiently waited for her to respond.

Thoughts of his step sister, Cyanide, began drifting through his head. He was small when she was taken away from him, just before the nucelar attack hit. He only knew of experiements done on canines before the bomb went off, but he didn't know the exact details. He blinked and shook his head, clearing his thoughts as he waited for Wrench to respond.

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a small sigh could be heard from my lips as i studied the male called nightmare infront of me. would he be on of those dogs that were only intrested in the arts of flirtation and whats goes on in the bedroom. really i hoped that he wasnt, then he wouldnt be like those that made me who i am. god, now i was confusing myself. shaking my blue merle tiara i tensed up slightly as he approached. though i was still sitting, i was ready to bolt at any moment incase he tried anything. i smiled slightly as my nose took in this masculine scent, even i couldn't say that he didnt smell good. with a coy smile i relaxed alittle as he circled me, for some reason i could tell that he was only studying me, weird huh?
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audits twitched back as an almighty crash could be heard from outside. it didn't make me flinch, i just let my twin soldiers take in the sound. after they flicked forwards they soon took in another sound, nightmares words. "Nice to meet you Wrench. What's a lovely fae like you doing in a horrible place like this?" well he's polite im guessing that thats a bonus in this world. never did i like to start a conversation like 'hey bitch hows it hanging'. really i couldn't understand why people had to do that. a flicker of a smile went across my lips, as i realised he had called me pretty. i wouldn't say anything about it like alot of other girls would do. i would just take it on my chest for it was surely a compliment?
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my lips parted, and soon enough my own words filled the silence that had engulfed us. my words soft, like someone kissing a loved one tenderly. now darling, this place is truely not that horrible? i didn't think it was, no no. actually i quite liked it here, though i liked it in my lands better. i kept forgetting that i was such a high rank, really i did need to get more members. the only one i had so far was Amaya, though i had not met her personally yet. we came across eachother by word of mouth really. i raised my eyebrows slightly at nighmares question. with a slight chuckle, i let out the words i said to every dog that asked that particuler question. well i have no living family, no mate, though i do have lands. i paused slightly before continuing. red brick acres to be exact. no darling my turns over.

[»Cyanide]

Nightmare listened to Wrenchs' words and nodded sympathetically. The wolf hybrid's blue eyes skimmed over her body, admiring what he was seeing. His lower jaw dropped and his salmon pink tongue flapped out the corner. He panted slightly though the temperature now was cooler so he really didn't have to work that hard to cool himself down. Twin velvet harks were rotated forward, acoustics picking up Wrenchs' words. He listened and responded to her.

"I agree, its not that horrible and I dont think your turn is over there lovely," he said smoothly winking at her. He pulled himself up onto all fours and shook his fur, ears flapping against his head. He stopped and regarded Wrench again.

"Why dont we go for a walk? I would like to get to know you better," Nightmare smirked at her and padded a few paces before stopping and turning his head around to look over his shoulder at her. Ears were pricked, blue eyes were locked on hers while he patiently waited for her to respond.

True he liked her very much. He only hoped she was liking him just as much as that . He waited for her to talk.

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i smiled, something that i didnt do alot. my smile soon dissapeared a a frown on confusion was spread across my face. never really had i let a male talk to me like i did nightmare, ever since that day i left males in the dust as soon as i saw them. though with nightmare i felt that i didnt have to much to be afraid of, with a small content sigh, i let myself beleive the thought that had been wondering through my hea. i must be falling for him. god, that really did feel weird, even just thinking it sent a shiver of excitment flickering through my blue merle carcass. realising that nightmare was still here, i gave him a small unsure smile, just before he started speaking.
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my twin soldier flicked back and forth in uncertainty as he mentioned that my turn was not yet over. my uncertainty was soon replaced with a grin of slight wonder as i realised that that was a compliment. i stood as he stood, not wanting to get left behind. as he spoke again about a walk i to answered in my own soft tender lyrics. a walk would be lovely. i now shook my carcass ridding it of any dust that it might of collected as i had sat. as we started walking, i softly let my tail lay over his back, hoping, praying that he wouldnt mind.
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[»Cyanide]

Nightmare smirked as they began walking, him falling in line beside her, matching every stride perfectly. His blades and pelvis rolling easily with each step, blue eyes were locked a head of him as the moved. Above the sun vanished behind a cloud ,leaving them in brief darkness. His twin harks were raised on either side of his head, acoustics cupping any noise that came their way. His tail waved slowly in the air behind him as he glanced at Wrench sideways and began speaking to her.

"So, what is there about you that I dont know?" Nightmare asked smiling coyly as he stepped over some papers and other debris that lined the streets. It was a bit strange really, as there were stray cats around as well, but they mostly kept to themselves and you hardly saw them. But Nightmare caught a glimpse of one scurrying about in teh alleyways and gave a warning bark that meant 'dont bother coming out of there' . He'd most certainly kill it because that meant that the dogs survivial was going to be jeopardized if they had to share the food with stray cats. It wasn't something that he particualrly liked but this was the first time he saw a cat in a while. He glanced to Wrench and waited for her to speak again.