Love in the time of LIQUOR {Kidnapping Plot Peeps}

[Ilani Moonblood ♬]

With a grin and a wave at some of the regulars who filed in, Ilani absently listened to the two talk it out, eyes flickering over the crowd in her normal, semi-paranoid way. There was some shady looking guy eyeing a group of girls in the corner, and she couldn’t help but wave for the bouncers before turning her attention back to the problem at hand.

And what a problem it turned out to be. Hello, introducing Mr. Tall, Angry and…hell, was she smelling smoke? Oh LORD, please say her bar wasn’t going to get caught in some kind of crossfire.

“Yeah, whoa there, peeps. Let’s not get too crazy here, okay? And Rissa, ixnay on the virgin-ay, huh? That ain’t helping.”

Visibly, the bar owner tensed as she eyed the shifter across from them. She wasn’t sure who’d win in an all out smack down between the two- she wasn’t quite sure what Rissa was capable of, but if the lady could stand up to the psychotic Fae Lord, she had to have some kinds of cajones on her- but she had a feeling that if something went down, she’d some helluva ‘splaining to do to the insurance company. Eyeing the two of them, she resisted the urge to position herself on the table between them.

But whatever Kyle’s reason for going all he-man on her friend, why was he targeting Corbin? Why was he so interested all of a sudden? Did it have something to do with Lillie’s disappearance?

Turning to her friend with a little ‘keep it in your pants’ glare toward the dragon- oh yeah, she was so gonna get roasted soon- she made some placating gestures with her hands.
“I’m sure Kyle don’t mean nothin’, boo. See, a mutual friend of ours went missing about a week ago, and we’re all a bit freaked out. Maybe Corbin knows something about that? Or can help us find her? I’ve got my boys out on the streets right now, but from what you’ve told me about your doucheb—er…boyfriend, he has some sweet resources too.”

Ignorance is bliss, in the case of the psychic.

[Kyle Aodhagán †]

It was hard enough to keep the beast inside him from clawing its way to the surface; the shifter could already feel the ache in his gums signaling the emergence of his fang teeth and a heat rose in his chest as if the fires within threatened to escape. The round pupils became reptilian slits in the center of his vibrant irises and his massive hands balled into fists to keep from reaching out to grab her throat. But when the blonde dared to prod him with the seemingly droll comment about a virgin sacrifice; as if all this was something to joke about, a low menacing growl rumbled from his throat.

She threatened him with her powers, as if he was the type of creature to fear harm. He hadn’t even begun to make promises of violence, but with the dragon scratching to break free of the feeble human frame, they would come very, very soon.

Pounding one massive fist on the table in a wordless demand for the foolishness to cease, Kyle turned his attention back to Ilani with an aggravated expression etched into his usually stoic face. Her conjecture about the dark Fae having something to do with the disappearance couldn’t have been any more accurate, and he wondered if she too had felt the maliciousness oozing out of him last they shared the council table.

The dragon was about to confirm the psychic’s speculation in hopes that perhaps Marissa would take pause and hear them out, but she abruptly rose to take leave, giving them no chance to deter her departure.

Kyle let loose the roar that had been quietly resonating in his throat, causing the other bar patrons to either cower or stare in astonishment.
Sliding out of the bench seat, the shifter stood to face Ilani, his jaw tight with anger.
“Your friend is either hard-headed or blind.” He growled at her curtly and put a trembling hand to his forehead.
“I believe your suspicions about Corbin Muunokhoi are accurate. I think he is the one that has taken Lillie with the intention of using her abilities for his own purposes. I recognized his scent on Marissa as the same one still lingering in the prophet’s apartment just after her disappearance.”

The shifter let out a trembling breath, his chest throbbing as he gazed at the psychic with anxious eyes. “I think he will hurt her, Ilani…”

That notion seemed to cause an eruption within the dragon that could not be stopped. “I have to go.” He told the woman and turned to leave, charging after Rissa with a threatening ambiance that caused the humans in his path to part like the sea to Moses.

By the time Kyle caught up with the blonde witch in the parking lot, the transformation had already begun to take place. There was no stopping the dragon from escaping the binding human form. As he approached the blonde, black scales had started to erupt over his body and his arms and legs were contorting with grotesque undulating movements before the much larger reptilian limbs splayed his skin open to burst free.

When he grasped the white witch with taloned claws the transformation was nearly complete, and he took to the air just as the last remnants of his human voice rumbled out of him.

“This is the only way I can save her…” He growled and they begun to rise higher and higher. “My apologies…”

(( I figured we would end THIS thread and we could start one up elsewhere-- perhaps in the cave where his dragon adversaries are housed or up in the air during their flight there? PM me if that sounds good! ))