Gears in Motion [OPEN]

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Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

And suddenly, everything was white. The long distance between her pursuer and herself had easily been broadened, but at what cost? The color-splashed gold wolf had no idea where she was, and she definitely couldn't hide here... Not unless she got a coat-job, and not even all the steaks in the world could convince her to change her beautiful pelt. Fortunately, what was left of her real coat was thick enough to keep her warm in this cold, foreign environment, but she couldn't bring herself to be at ease. As far as the eye could see, snow covered the ground, with only a few dark peaks protruding through the surface. Who knew what these were, or even how high the snow was! Of course Sadie knew what snow was. She had just never encountered it before in such quantities; it occurred during unsuitable temperatures, and the city was never so untouched. This land was easily ten degrees cooler, what without all the buildings, the crowds on the sidewalks, the bustling streets. Activity meant friction, and friction typically meant heat. 

For a while, Sadie prowled the land for food and shelter. She knew she had to keep moving, she had to keep her gears grinding. Unrelenting cold was seeping into her bones and freezing her bones. The metal rods contracted, the leather grew stiff around her front legs. Eventually she stopped, if only to give her still-organic three paws a rest. The tundra was a harsh reality for Sadie: City life was better for a cyborg like herself. Here master was right, at least that's how it felt. The wolf refused to let this sink in with the cold though. She would not go back. She belonged in the wild.

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[white timber]

still without a clue as to where i was, i continued on. the landscape withering away in the frostbitten atmosphere, rushing through my coat with digit like tendrils of ice, caressing the carapace, causing my muscles to trembled periodically with the struggle to keep warm. but alas, my pace did not cease, nor weaken, instead, it was rather steady. monstrous paws cast forth with soundness and intention, before the sight of another caught my attention. it was..weird to say the least. i'd never seen such a thing before in all my years. it was time to investigate. 

colossal mass then pivoted, switching directions as i headed toward the lone creature. my posture was as it always is, powerful, royal, without compromise. a sneer plastered across my lips as i neared, closing the gap coming from the creature's side. 
"state your name."
baritones boomed thunderously as i ceased movement. musclebound limbs aligned perfectly beneath prodigious, iron mass a good three feet away from the unnamed beast. brows furrowed above brilliant, ochriod lenses, as the handsome countenance contorted into a rather sinister expression. patience began to dangerously fray immediately. 

[Cy[un]banned]

Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

She jumped, startled by the sudden booming voice a few feet away. So close, and why didn't I smell him? Well, that was in the immediate past, and she turned to face the huge, lumbering beast. Her tail was drawn between her legs, which stood at slightly splayed angles from her curled, small body, and her ears drooped and pulled back in initial intimidation. Is that a wolf? Are all wolves that... big? I feel so small, was my growth stunted by the augmentation? As Sadie continued to think rapidly, her stance changed. She stood up straighter, ears more forward, though still a little angled back in growing annoyance, and tail ever so slightly raised. "Demanding words for someone who didn't introduce himself, first." The words slipped out smoothly, but with a slightly south-country accent. She could see he was already growing impatient. Even Sadie knew that this wasn't how normal wolves acted. This thing was just being rude. However, he did want to know her name, and she was not going to beget his rudeness with her own. "You can call me Sadie."

She continued to eye the intruder, not much liking the way he held himself. He's a bit-- well, not even a bit... Very self-entitled. People often stood like that, carried themselves as he did, and  they were often so demanding as well. Her face remained neutral, calm, but she was shivering slightly, which would have been odd to see. Her front legs, bound and augmented by braces with spring-loaded dowels, quaked and caused the metal to creak in the cold, but her body didn't vibrate quite so evenly. Her ripped, worn right hindquarter was still, save the reverberations caused by her body and her left leg shaking, and her left front shoulder was the same.

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[white timber]

Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, bringing daylight to the night

Death is riding into town with armor

They've come to take all your rights

hail to the king

at first, she defied me, in which case hellspawn animosity ignited deep within me. shown by the flash of topaz eyes, before she offered her name - sadie. 
"i did not ask for your opinion on the matter."

i spat the words, intense eyes giving her the once over before shoulder blades rolled in reverse. ancient bones cracked together, craack! pop! snap!. 
"i am white timber."
i returned the favor, graciously i might add, before i took to observing her more intently. 

really, what the hell was she. brows arched as limbs then fell into motion, encircling the child so as to further get a better look at her. peculiar, to say the least. after taking my time, i returned to where i'd first addressed the freak. 
"what are you?" 
the question was hardly that, but mainly a demand. commanding she fork up information, for if i'm in another world where all the crazies run rampant, i'd like to know. back home, i'd never seen anything like this before. perhaps she could prove useful. perhaps not. time would tell. and besides that, her attitude would need tamed. but that would be the easier task. 

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Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

Well. White Timber, fits right into the scenery doesn't it. Sadie refrained from saying that aloud. She was cold, creaky, and out of her element, not all the augments in the shop could help her right now. Well, perhaps a self-heater. But who knows how long those last in the wild. Which was where she had to remember she was. The WILD. This place harbored creatures she could only dream about, and snow she had only seen in small relative amounts. Dangers awaited. In fact, it seemed danger had found her.

"I am a wolf, are you blind?" she snapped sarcastically. Oh snapples. I shouldn't have said that. Instead of backing down, however, Sadie stood taller, puffing her chest out a little and placing her legs and paws squarely beneath herself to show off her pelt. The splashes of red contrasted and complimented gold, laying - where real fur existed - in a sleek, smooth but thick form around her body. Her neck, also splashed with red, was fluffy, and her chest and underside was black. Sadie was quite proud of her colors, though she didn't outwardly admit it. She was mostly happy to just see others admire it and she return the admiration of them. However, that didn't matter to her right now. She was not going to admire anything about this beast-wolf creature until he showed a little more humility. Something which Sadie entirely believed would never happen.

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[white timber]

Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night

Death is riding into town with armor

They've come to take all your rights

hail to the king

a wolf, she says, and i wanted to laugh out loud at the little creature of weirdness. instead, though, i scoffed mockingly, steely lips pulled into an even tighter sneer as ears then swiveled in reverse. the little insult she spat at me hardly mattered, what did matter was that this was a creature i'd never encountered before - i'd need to know her weaknesses, her strengths, because if freaks were running rampant in these parts. well. then i'd just have to show these freaks what a god looks like. 

"no, you don't say? of course you are, idiot. if you had any brains about you, you'd realize that metal fragments were not usually part of a normal wolf's anatomy. "

not to mention her coloring was off the charts.
i hadn't a clue what i was looking at, in all honesty. an experiment gone wrong? we have that in common, if so. but discussing friendly topics with the rather fiery girl was impossible. she had an annoying knack of irritating me, which only spelled death for the child. 
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Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

"'Course I know that normal wolves aren't made of metal. I'm not stupid, though you seem to have something blockin' your noggin," she piped up not unkindly, her tone verging on cheery but tinged with hostility. Her lips were pulled into what could be mistaken as a disgusted snarl, one side more mobile than the other. The metal plate on her face that held the skin in place also hindered movement while speaking and making facial expressions, causing everything to be lopsided and ultimately misconstrued. In fact, Sadie was trying to give White Timber her most sarcastic, patronizing smile. Hatred may not have been in the red-splashed cyborg's vocabulary, but it certainly was in her bones, and she was really beginning to despise this beast.

No way in Hell he was a common wolf. He seemed to think as much, taking it upon himself to be the king. Usually, Sadie would be a bit more respectful of monarchy, having been subject to human rule for so long; however, this was different. White Timber had not earned her respect nor her submission, and she was growing weary - weary of him, of this cold, absolutely exhausted of everything in this very moment. Her patience was growing thin, and though she hadn't initially shown it, her friendly disposition was slipping; all inclination to be civil, wearing away.

As she began to move around again, the metal about her figure and throughout her limbs scraped and clinked into gear. At first, she simply lifted her paws to test the braces, overcome the friction factor and get the kinetics up. Then she shook out all her legs one by one, cogs grinding, and trotted about in a small circle, looking down at the snow beneath her dark paws. Paw prints! I love these!

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[white timber]

Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night

Death is riding into town with armor

They've come to take all your rights

hail to the king

oh dear. she was a moron. she hadn't a clue as to what i was getting at, in the very least. diaphragm heaved a huff of annoyance as she blathered about how it was i who needed the smart kick in the ass. but instead, i was certain, she hadn't a clue what life even was. she seemed lost, but then again, admittedly so was i. i observed her facial expression and decided she hadn't a clue what she was doing there either, and scoffed in response. 
"my, you are dense, aren't you. "
baritones boomed forth, riddled in the growing animosity she had absolutely no trouble igniting. the sneer which seemed permanent partially disclosed noxious bridgework, as my muzzle positioned skyward ever slightly in a condescending fashion. eyes of pure topaz rotated downward at the creature of odd comings, as my face then veered slightly to the right. the motion meant to look down upon the girl with sheer disgust. she wasn't even pretty, all those gadgets. good luck finding a mate there, crazy one. 

but alas, i would say no more. and if the anomaly wanted to trek off, well i'd not stop her. she was too ignorant anyway, i felt as though i was wasting my time. but i'd not turn away until she did, for if this were to break out into a brawl, why - i just couldn't turn that down now could i.  
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[Cy[un]banned]

Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

Sadie continued to prance about in the snow, feeling already warmed and nearly fully functional, trotting like one of the horses she used to see pulling carriages down the street. Pretending to be doing the same, the gold-coated female trotted around White Timber, checking him out from head to paw, an excited smile stretched over the part of her lips that still moved. Boy this wolf is grumpy and rude. What a curmudgeon! Her thoughts strayed to the clock-maker she used to live with. He was always so isolated from the world outside. It made him cranky to even imagine having to go out, and he had hired a shop-boy to man the counter. Sadie herself had also helped, providing moral support and a friendly face whenever needed. The clock-maker, she sighed. What a sweet man...

Well, White Timber was nothing like that man. He was cold, cruel, and rude to her. She thought very little of him. "Quid pro quo, mister," she practically sang as she stretched her legs, metal springs extending, creaking and scraping against dowels. Finally she felt on top of her game. "You should explain yourself, mister high-and-mighty." Her tone was light and a bit patronizing, but saturated with cheer.  "Then I will explain what I am. How does that sound?" The cyborg she-wolf was standing on top of a rock a few feet away, still covered in snow but just a bit higher so she didn't have to strain her neck to see up at the creature's bloated, sun-blocking head.

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[white timber]

Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night

Death is riding into town with armor

They've come to take all your rights

hail to the king

i watched as she pranced about in a child-like, annoying manner. i was certain her maturity levels lacked entirely. what else could i expect out of her, though? either way, she offered her answer if only i'd explain myself. i huffed a small laugh, as if to mock her idiocy. i was such a simple man, it was almost painful. 
"there's not much to explain, i'm afraid."

with honesty lacing baritones, massive shoulders gave a shrug. 
"although, i'm not so certain my story would interest you. so much as yours interests me. you see, you're the first..half machine animal i've ever seen." 
countenance morphed into a rather matured expression, steely lips pulled taut as i spoke, as if to slightly down itself into a frown. i spoke truthfully, she could mistake this as friendliness if she wished. i was curious, and usually, what i wanted, i got. and besides, i had no qualms with sharing my story, if she was prepared to listen to such monstrosities. 

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[Cy[un]banned]

Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

Ahh, more assumptions. It seems we both are doing quite a lot of that today. Sadie laughed airily. "I am sure you don't know me well enough to make that assumption," she challenged, not altogether unkindly. "Of course I am curious about you. Why else would I ask? Anyway, you are the first wolf I've met out here so far, so I guess that makes firsts for both of us." The cheer had not left her voice, though she had calmed down marginally. The average-sized fiery-furred wolf had finally sat down on her rock, and tilted her head slightly to the left in curiosity. Whoever this wolf was, she hoped he'd explain. By the way he carried himself and spoke to her, he must have had a great deal of respect, whether due or undue, and perhaps - as she'd sarcastically thought before - he was royalty.

Still, that didn't matter to her. She figured nothing would change about her general attitude toward the beast even after he told her his story and the same would go for his attitude toward her after hearing her story, but being a creature of curiosity, she wanted to know, and offered knowledge in return. This was only fair. Bright, red-orange eyes gazed eagerly but patiently, running nearly imperceptibly over his large, muscular form.

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[white timber]

Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night

Death is riding into town with armor

They've come to take all your rights

hail to the king

she had a point, i supposed. and with a soft huff, i too sat. though i did not move from where i'd initially met with the wolf- err, machine? whatever. brilliant eyes upon the wench as she finished her own speech, giving way for my own. 
"i am as old as time, it feels. creeping upon my first century of my fourth thousandth year. from where i hail - equtera, it's called - i am recognized, revered, renown, as the lycan king. and have been since being two thousand years old. before this, i was a mere monster sweeping the lands until elected in. i am royalty, and will be seen as such no matter where i am, and if i must force it upon another, why, i have no qualms doing so. but, i'm afraid my full history shall only be shared with someone who has that kind of time."



i had to admit, i'd never actually shared my history with anyone. either they were part of it, knew it already, or knew nothing of me and hadn't the time nor desire - mainly due to my oh so friendly personality. i looked upon the girl now, wondering what she'd make of this. would she mistake my given rights as royalty for arrogance, as so many other fools did? bah, no matter, she can take this information as she'd like. it was the truth, all of it. my titles, my crowns, they will not go to waste because i wanted to travel. or, was forced into a new world. for that would make it all worthless, pointless - and i deserved this recognition, for i am white timber. 

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[Cy[un]banned]

Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

Slowly, the red-splashed golden wolf's expression went through a few changes: As the other began, her smile faded off to a natural neutral and she tilted her head to the other side, curiosity alight in her eyes; then, White Timber explained who he was and she furrowed her brow in thought, a slight frown on her lips; by the end, her jaw had dropped just a tad, eyes wide. Then, a broad, crooked grin spread across her face, pulling her lips up over her shiny metal teeth. She seemed almost to be laughing at him, though she wasn't, her expression otherwise full of intrigue. Up to the sky she raised her gaze, thinking about what was just said and sighing with an audible hum, then glanced back down and nodded as though she had made up her mind.

"Hmm, yes. Intriguing," she finally announced, cheery as ever, warmth coming into her voice. Sadie stood up and once again began to prance around, but this time only stepping about on the large, flat rock and spinning in circles. Eventually she stopped going so fast, and began to speak of her own, more humble life. "I was found as a pup by the clock-maker, rescued from the wake of a travelling circus. Of course no one has ever known me, and those who have witnessed me in such a place will likely seldom think of me. This is how I like it; quiet, unrecognized by the public eye by any other title but my name which was given to me by the clock master." Every once in a while she would glance around at the frozen tundra before continuing her movement on top of the rock. "I am grateful to him, he was the kindest force of nature. He rebuilt me and improved my function as time rolled on... " The she-wolf trailed off, and something in her expression changed. She grew more pensive, more still. Though her eyes gazed in the large lycan king's direction, neither her eyes nor mind was focused upon him as she stood in solemn silence on the snowy rock. Just as suddenly as she had zoned out, she zoned right back in, bright blood orange eyes reaching far into the distance as she turned away at the slight sound of shuffling snow, ears perked.

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[white timber]

she spoke of a clock master, clock maker. one in the same, i assumed. as she spoke, my eyes looked upon her curiously. my brows had furrowed in the concentration as i truly did listen, soaking in everything sadie was saying. absorbing her story. both of our offerings were vague, but i didn't think we could blame each other for that.
"what, might i ask, is a clock maker?"
my inquiry wasn't something to be ashamed of. i had never heard of such a thing, and if it could make machines out of wolves. well. that must be a formidable force.

even still, i couldn't help but to wonder,
"and still, this doesn't answer what i want to know most,"
baritones rang, though perhaps less harshly.
"how did you become half machine?"
i asked thoughtfully, my body now relaxing if even but a bit. hind limbs folded beneath myself, as my rump reclined and i sat upon the frostbitten earth. the snow beginning to melt under my bodily warmth.
"i care not if it's personal, keep it as vague as you must."
i said matter-of-fact-ly. unwilling to carefully pick and choose my words and tones for her sake. surely it wasn't that insulting, i mean look at her. she'd surely been insulted far worse then had been asked how she came to be.

[Cy[un]banned]

Sadie

Lone Female || Cyborg

When he spoke to her, she barely listened. Something had caught her attention and was not letting go; keen eyes scanned the horizon, ears swiveling and nostrils flaring as the bright young female attempted to pick up any sign of the possible assailant or even a meal. Only cold, biting wind hit her nose and whipped by her ears, but she detected near-imperceptible movement about a quarter mile away and bolted. What Sadie lacked in brawn and brute power, she made up for in speed and agility as she streaked across the tundra, merely a blur of fire passing coolly over ice and snow. Her whole body was focused on her quarry, ears pinned to her head for the first burst of the sprint until she closed in upon the small unfortunate creature and slowed. This slowing down gave the snow white bunny time to alert and leap into action, and Sadie pressed on, having anticipated the reaction and lithely altering her course to the side a little to herd the rabbit as it tried to escape. 
Not even a minute later, the swift she-wolf had driven the bunny to a complete u-turn, and was chasing it back in the direction of her rock, purely for convenience. This game is fun, she thought, and so energizing, so liberating! In one smooth motion she charged forward, head down, mouth open wide, and snapped her jaws around the fluffy white bunny. As her teeth dug in, the steel piercing through more easily, blood began to trickle through and stain the perfect pale pelt and drip down her chin; she slowed gracefully to a stop directly upon the rock from whence she left and returned her thoughts to the previously interrupted conversation. Everything Sadie had done had awoken her body. Every cell felt charged, every muscle, exercised.

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