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Bane went red. "No! Plus, you weren't supposed to hear that. Bad Lis!." He sat up and shook his head. It just made his hair all fluffy. "You don't listen to another man's conversation with himself. That's foul play, Lis." He crossed his arms.
Lis laughs harder.
"Not foul play if I can hear you anyways." she says, tapping her ears.
"I count that as cheating. No one else here has ears that can do that." He said while trying to cover up his own. Although, Bane didn't take in account for Naize and Dev as well. "I don't listen in on your private conversation or read your thoughts, no do I." Bane puffed out his chest like he had won.
"If the game seems a little rigged, consider your ears." Lis snickers.
"And I don't read thoughts! Not usually, at least-" she says, with mock offense, making sure Bane knows she's joking.
Naize had slowly fallen asleep over time
Bane glared at her with a very unamused look. "My ears are not designed for hearing others— well, that is a lie. Never mind! I use them to listen for on coming threats and food." He smiled. "AHA! YOU CAN READ MINDS! I WAS RIGHT! YOU CAN READ MY THOUGHTS!." He had an excited look to his face, and then something donned on him. "Wait! Don't do that. It's embarrassing.."
Lis smirks.
"Hah. Lis - 1. Bane - 0." she says.
She snickers. "I never admitted to it, though. Still haven't. And I really can't. I can really only sense the general direction of people's thoughts. True mind-reading is the province of the grey elves."
"Alright then— I still think I won, but." He waved a hand. "Chacun à son goût. I will test your directional thought reading. What direction are my thoughts going in?" He stared Lis dead in the eyes. He had no expression on his face, so it didn't tamper with anything. After the fact, he asks, "What are gray elves? I didn't know there are some many types… but what's the difference?"
Lis raises an eyebrow.
"Est-ce un coup à moi? Je crois que c'est un coup contre moi, mon bon monsieur." she replies, smiling.
Lis looks at Bane closely, then sighs. "Va te faire foutre."
She lilts her head. "Grey elves live in the caverns between the dark elves and the wood elves. They're usually found in mountain forest caves. Blood elves are very adept at healing, necromancy and blood magic. High elves are jacks-of-all-trades, but are also the royals and scholars. They tend to live in massive cities. Wood elves are the ones that live in the forests. Dark elves are the outcasts. Grey and blood elves are extremist races. dark elves are neutral, while wood and high elves oppose the grey and blood elves strongly."
"Which is why it should come as no surprise that I was so hated by most." she adds.
Bane blinked for a few, then his face turned sour. "Fine, be that way! But I do admit— I am a good sir." He snickered. "Wow, I didn't know that they were all different. Imagine being an outcast—I totally can't relate." He looked down with a sad look, then looked back up at Lis. "High elves sound super snooty. I don't like that. It reminds me of the demon's attitudes towards us." He sighed. "I don't hate you. I don't see how anyone could. The others are wrong!"
Naize jerked away as vines elapsed her, a screach of fear escaped her lungs
Bane walked up to Naize and picked her up, breaking the vines. "It's alright, Naize. Don't worry. I think me shouting scared you, but I am not sure. I'm going to apologize if it was. If it was something else." He held her paw. "Then I won't let it hurt you." He gave the kitty a tight hug.
Naize couldn't calm, holding tight to bane
"Naize! You're— you're hurting me!" He tried to distance himself from Naize's claws. "What's wrong, little Naize? What happened. You're usually not as shaken up." He pet the kitties head, hoping that she would find some calmness. "Shh, Naize. Everything will be okay. You don't need to worry— please."
Naize tried to calm her claws, shaking gently
Bane held Naize closer to him. "Don't shake, little Naize. It was just a bad dream (I think she was sleeping?). Nothing will hurt you from it, alright? You can trust me, I won't let anything come after you." He thought about the implications that he tried to kill Naize. "I will try to control myself— I don't want you to be afraid of me. You're my best friend, you little kitty." Bane giggled.
Naize held to bane eventually shifting back “ thank you…”
Bane was started. He let out a little 'Yip!'. "Naize! I thought shifting pained you!?" His eyes were wide with surprise. He wasn't sure how to process this. "I haven't seen you in this form since the day we met." It was strange to think how long ago that was. It felt like it was eons ago.
Lis laughs. "I will be that way."
She tilts her head. "I suppose. You are good. And you are a sir."
Lis looks at Bane sadly, but with a small smile. "I think that was sarcasm."
"They kind've are." she laughs. "Then again, I was raised by both blood elf and high elf customs. I know a lot about both but not a lot about everything. The ravens will always know more, though."
"I see you've forgotten racism exists." she says drily.
She watches Naize and Bane, then gasps when Naize shifts.
“ it does, hurts like hell actually “ she whimpered
Bane looked at Lis. “Oh! No Lis, that wasn’t sarcasm. I am truly an outcast. Father says so. That’s why he gave me these scars, because I didn’t fit in with normal Hellhound standards…” He looked sad again, as if he might cry from painful memories. “I didn’t forget racism, Lis. I know it exists— I know it too well. I just wish to ignore that people will be that idiotic.” He shook his head. He looked at Naize. “I know— I have only seen her in her humanoid form once.”
Lis looks at Bane, then hugs him without another word. She releases him quickly and kneels next to Naize.
She murmurs three inaudible words.
"That should take the edge of the pain from transforming." she says, passing out.
(I love how Lis passes out when Bane tries tell her about his past with his father. I know its circumstance of us posting at the same time—but like damn, it’s funny)
“ I'm sorry I am not in it more often, but it's harder to control my magic in a form I've made rather than the natural one,”
(Yeah, lol.)
Bane looked at Lis alarmed. He picked her up and placed her on the bed. "Something is not right. It's like Lis is getting weaker and weaker. I need to ask her about this when she wakes." He then turns to Naize. "I'm sorry— but your natural form is a bobcat! What!? Am I hearing this correctly." He shook his head. "No, please, stay in your bobcat form as much as you like. I just thought that this one was your natural one."
(Btw, if she uses her magic too much she gets - uh - you'll see, lol. Let's just say Bane will be very red!)
Lis wakes up when Bane tries to move her. She smiles blearily.
"Hello, handsome. Fancy meeting you here, I suppose. But then again, it makes sense, since you were already here, weren't you?" she giggles. She leans up and kisses the tip of Bane's nose, then falls back down again.
"Your eyes are beautiful, by the way. Has anyone ever told you that?" she asks.
“ yeah, thanks,” she said softly and sat
Bane became flushed. "No—no one has told me that. In fact, my—" He decided to save it for later. "Naize—I think I broke Lis…" He didn't know how to act. No one had ever acted this way with him before. When he did lay Lis on the bed, he sat on the edge of it. He was in a bit of shock. No one had called him handsome before, either. Oh! At the thought of it, his cheeks became red. They started to feel hot, and his stomach turned. He shook himself and looked up at Naize. "I seriously think I broke Lis."