#CopperFusion

[sun-descending]

"What the fuck?! You tell that puffed-up useless piece of shit he can shove his business up his ass! And Shiraryu, I should fucking fire you! What the fuck?! We don't have time or the money for fuck ups! We needed this! For our survival! What the fuck were you thinking, talking so openly like that in fucking public? Do you people not fucking know how we run things around here? After all this time?!"

The tumbler exploded against the far wall in a burst of shards and glass dust almost before he realized he'd snatched it off the desk.

All that work -- months of contacts and connections and carefully forged lines of communication -- gone. Fucking gone in two minutes with only a half dozen careless words. And on top of that, five more of their number had now been outed as members of the company within spitting distance of Silvermoon. He should have known better than to let them go that close to the city, at least not without a handler. But he had trusted them, and now Vipers' Cove was ruined. They were ruined.

The only bright side in all of it -- and he had to struggle hard to find something even resembling one -- was Zhellik's conduct throughout the whole thing. The boy hadn't said a word and had even tried to turn the situation into something salvageable. He was learning. Too bad it had to be in the midst of a crisis that might very well cripple them.

He slumped in a chair and buried his head in his hands.

Now what do we do...

#intoxication wra #jhulen sun-descending #zhellik malache #shiraryu #karis #seilir snowspire #rusty copperfuse #shadowplay shadows in play #vipers' cove #the price of sugar

[eldricceverton-blog]

((Drabble! For Hiromi!)) Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying. She'd most likely have died from a hit by the gobo family, but you've got creative freedoms!

The stag resting upon his shoulders was heavy, but he somehow managed to keep moving. Despite the total and complete weariness Wolf now felt from that tough hunt, the man was still determined to get his kill back home and take care of it properly. No half measures would be taken here.

Suddenly though, the stag landed on the ground with a thud. Instead of reaching down to pick it up, Eldricc – with his eyes wide and his mouth slightly opened – reached up to his ear and pressed a finger to the communication device that was suddenly as active as an angry beehive.

“Everybody shut the fuck up!” he snarled into the comms, pausing a moment after silence fell. “The bastard who did this – where’s he bein’ held? Her estate?” When his question had been answered, Eld immediately clicked off his earpiece, turned around, and took in a deep breath.

The cracking of bones, creaking of armor, and a deep, guttural snarl echoed throughout the forest as Eldricc made his transition into his more bestial form, growing in height, size, and weight. Canine features – sharp claws, white fur, and a long, fanged snout – overtook the hunter’s human guise, changing him entirely. Before long, a fearsome Worgen stood where Wolf had been just moments prior, and suddenly the beast dropped to all fours and took off back into the dense woods.

Torture, the hunter thought to himself as he tore through the thicket and undergrowth of the forest. That’s what’s gonna ‘ave t’happen…torture. That assassin prick’s gonna gimme everythin’ he knows, or his entire existence is gonna be sufferin’… Goddamn Copperfuse Goblins – fuck ‘em all… I’ll avenge ya, Hiromi, that much I swear.

Hours later after having made the trip up to the Petalpaw Estate on his loyal steed, Gunnvor, Eldricc stood before a beaten, bloodied, and bruised Sin’dorei chained to a wall. The hunter’s bearded face was illuminated by one of the flickering torches that graced the walls of this dark holding area, and a look of absolute rage was curled onto his scarred features.

(( Cut here because of angry Wolf doin’ some pretty bad torture. ))

“Ya answer me right now, lil’ fuckin’ elf, or you’re ne’er gonna see anyone ya care ‘bout ‘gain ‘n’ you’re gonna perish down ‘ere, with me.” After he finished speaking, Wolf jabbed the tiny, metal spike he was holding down in between one of the blood elf’s fingers and the nail that covered it, eliciting a wail of agony from the male. However, the captive still said nothing.

“D’ya think I’m lyin’ t’ya, mate?” Eld questioned a moment later, following up that statement with another spike in another finger, which drew a similar reaction from the Sin’dorei. Wolf then leaned down a little, his face right in front of the captive’s. “Or are ya just protectin’ your boss, huh? Tsk, if so, you’re dumber’n I thought when I walked in ‘ere.” At that, the elf raised his bright green eyes up to Eld’s own and, after a moment of silence, spat directly into the hunter’s face.

However, before the elf could say anything, a curled, solid fist slammed into the right side of his mandible, sending a tooth flying from his mouth and clinking onto the floor a few feet away. This was followed by a punch of equal power straight to the assassin’s groin, and then another directly onto his nose – shattering the fragile bones there.

“Ouch,” Wolf muttered, shaking his hand a little and wiping away the spit that had landed on his cheek. “Punchin’ hurts, don’tcha know? Buuuut…ya sorta evoked my wrath.” Humming softly, the hunter then crouched down slightly once more, only this time he raised a hand up and roughly grabbed onto the man’s chin in order to force the captive to look him in the eyes.

“It’s pretty pathetic, ya know, a proud Sin’dorei workin’ for a dirty, connivin’ lil’ Goblin. Seems rather atypical o’ your people, but I suppose surprises’re becomin’ more ‘n’ more common these days.” The blood elf stared the hunter down then, scowling heavily – or, well, it seemed like it at least, though the man’s face was incredibly battered by this point.

A few moments of silence passed before Eldricc gave a simple shrug, stood back to his full height, and turned around to face the table behind him. “Didn’t wanna ‘ave t’do this, but,” Wolf began, turning back around with what appeared to be a handheld vice in his clutch, “it seems ya leave me no choice. Say goodbye t’any future children ya might’ve planned on makin’.”

Before Eld could reach him again, the Sin’dorei – who now had a look of terror on his face – called out, “Wait! Just…please, wait.” Wolf, with a brow arched, did indeed wait. “Listen, I…i-if I tell you where h-he is, will you…let me go?” 

A scoff left the hunter, who promptly set the vice back down and crossed his arms over his chest. “Depends on what kinda information ya give me, mate, so ya better make it real ploughin’ good.” A few hurried nods were given before the elf cleared his throat and began spilling…

As Wolf exited the room that had the prisoner kept inside of it, he was met by a few Pandaren, all of whom were scowling heavily. It seemed they wanted answers. “The bugger who ordered the hit’s from the Copperfuse family, as ya thought. However, now we know where his compound is.” He nodded once. “I’ll get my comrades t’arms, ‘n’ we’ll go bust down the door o’ that place, yeah? As for you folks…” Eld gestured over his shoulder, “the captive’s at your mercy.”

The Pandaren who had gathered in front of the door, after offering a few words of thanks to Eldricc, proceeded to flood into the room where the Sin’dorei was chained up, each with a look of determination on their faces and a fire of fury in their eyes.

Eld did not hear the screams of the blood elf inside that room after he had left it, for he was too busy communicating a plan of attack over the comms to the rest of his Collective. Now, the tired hunter was on the warpath… 

Now, he could truly avenge his friend.

@clothespanda

#asks #hiromi #drabble #torture warning #AU