Blood Price [Mercenary RP] [RECENTLY REBUILT!] [Accepting]

[Astoru]

Shuzan was no longer smiling. He had all the power that he could ever want with the Velve del Streae, yet this man had the arrogance to challenge his rule. His sword pulsed dangerously with his rising anger as he lowered it to his side.

"I can kill as many as it takes. I bow to no man."

[Heart-of-Firebox]

"Truly you must do to take this city, but you forget. You are but a man yourself. Sure you and your sword of power can hold you for so long, but like all great kings have a fall. But back to the matter at hand. My master wishes to offer a gift before we depart," He held a single vile in his hand and gave it to him. "This can turn a whole army into a mindless slave of monsters to your bidding just add a water source, it will delude itself in a week. Think of it as a taste of our power to you. Should you seek trade, then," He pulled out a little black pad and place it on the throne, "just press the middle of this little pad, and we will arrive and if you enjoy our product may master would arrange a meeting with you," He and the remaining face-dancers removed a blue vile from a hidden slot in their arms, and drank it. Soon their forms warp into that of flying beast, that smash out the hall, and out the doors to the air.

[FireKunai]

((After some gentle nudging for Kamiko, Fire has motivated herself into posting a little baby reply.))

"What happened to you? You just disappeared on us in the Corsan desert. We've been worried."

Rin could have died on the spot.

She stared at them with complete and total horror, eyes large and glassy as if she were about to burst into tears. Here was her hoping that they - if they were indeed her comrades - would know what had happened to her, know why all of her memories had been locked away completely. The woman licked her dry lips, struggling to come up with at least one coherent sentence. "I...don't know," Rin answered, feeling even more lost than ever before. She swallowed the rock hard lump in her throat and continued, trying to put some strength back into her words. "I was found by a Caravan of Travellers. They took me back here. I don't know anything else."

[The Dark Angel of Hell]

Walking the streets alone, the silver-haired youth with the sword strapped across his back looked around at the emptiness before shaking his head. Saddened that such decrepitness was running rampant around this area...even though this was his first time here...since it reminded him of his homeland where there was such a major line in distinction between the Warrens and Upper East Side. His sunset-golden eyes scanned the surrounding area one last time when his eyes came upon the bodily forms of two people...or what he assumed were people...in either a lover's embrace or some kind of embrace considering the contortions they were going through at the moment. Stepping forward, the silver-haired youth vanished from sight momentarily before reappearing directly above the two beings on top of the lamp-post they were directly under. Sitting atop the light-post with one knee propped up while the other leg dangled in open space, the silver-haired youth looked down before coughing in a polite yet distinct manner to let it be known to the two that he was there.

"Exhibitionism, vouyerism, contortion and masochism all rolled in to one...and on public display nonetheless. You two really do not mind the exposure, do you?"

The silver-haired youth, in his exotic stylized clothing stared down at them, waiting for a reply...wondering what things were going to have in store for him. Here were two people that were definitely no shy about what they did, be it to each other or in the public eye as well. The silver-haired youth continued to sit there as he waited for a reply from one of the two.

[Count_Whiskers]

HATTA

Hatta's skin tingled when he felt that Harley was already bent to her limit. In this moment he was both in command and following her every word. The sensation of domination over her while yet still under her control, it made his blood rush with excitement. He had a strange fascination when it came to him forcing her to bend, just watching as she was barely able to move. Now with so many sensations both psychological and physical he couldn't help but want more.

When he felt her delicate gloved hands press against his cheek he closed his eyes. At this point she was regaining a slight physical control over him. When Harley ripped his mouth from her neck and uttered those two words to him he melted. "Yes mam..." Hatta's voice was quiet and careful. His mouth was coated thickly with Harley's warm blood and his own saliva. He wanted more, much more, but because Harley told him not to resist, he wouldn't lift a finger against her thoughts.

Hatta moaned into her mouth as he felt her teeth clamp down on his tongue. He had missed this awareness of the nerves in his body. In the weeks he'd been away nothing would satisfy his need for her. She gave him a high that no other could ever inflict upon his body. A high that was just rudely interrupted.

He knew the mad had been there watching. He hadn't known for how long but he knew. He chose to ignore the minor disturbance but his yellow eyes opened when the man spoke. Hatta's moment of reunion with his partner had just been tarnished. Hatta being torn from his beautiful dreamworld slowly straightened his back and stood with his arms still around Harley. His long slender tongue slid slowly across his lips, pulling in the blood it could reach. He swallow the mixture of his and her blood and said, "May I help you?" His voice seemed to be filled with venom from the rude interruption.

Bending to Her Every Whim

[sakura go rawr]

HARLEY

A delicate state of submission and control the two were in. Both were in positions where they could command each other as well as submit completely to the other. This was a position Harley enjoyed being in; however for now, she wished to have more control over him. With the strain on her body stretching her muscles more and more so grew her desire to inflict the same pain onto him. With every twinge of pressure given off from her body's limit she desired to do the same to Hatta. As thoughts formulated in her mind, she heard the voice of a youthful lad.

Harley withdrew her tongue and returned it to its rightful home. She kept her head pressed into Hatta as he returned the two back to normal. Her eyes glared at Hatta's chest as he spoke to the youngin' who interrupted. A contained smirk spread across her lips as she added, "Have we aroused your curiosity?" For this stranger to watch such an unusual display - both sick and twisted - said something about himself as well. To watch a truly sick and twisted display of contortion and masochism suggested that the viewer, himself, had some sort of twists and kinks in his mind as well.

The Sadistic Cannibal

((So sorry for the short post. I forgot I had to meet my friends.))

[iGintokiko]

Yuri could only stare at her friend. This was not the Rin she'd come to know. This girl was frightened and lost. Rinoa Lachance had been strong and courageous.
The wolf could see the lost look in her companion's expression, even as she gave an explanation of how she'd come to return to Shane.
"Lost her memory?" Perhaps her earlier diagnosis of insanity hadn't been too far off, but if there was any silver lining it was that Rin could regain her memories in time. Yuri cast a side-long glance at Corvus to see what he was making of the situation.

"Rin, we can help you." Forgetting any reproaches she'd had with her appearance, the wolf-girl stepped forward again, offering the girl a gentle smile and a clawed hand.

[FireKunai]

((Poor Rin, I'm not making things easy for her.))

Rin stared at the open palm of the wolfy female, her claws catching in the open sunlight of Shane. Rin wanted to reach out and take her hand, wanted the strangers to tell her who she was, to fill in the countless gaps in her memories that drove her insane. She was not entirely sure why nor how but for some reason, Rin felt a great deal of warmth and trust irradiating from the pair of warriors like they were her own personal suns. The wolf-like female looked at her like a friend or even sister while the dark haired swordsman looked upon her as companion and equal. A red-eyed gaze shifted back onto them both and Rin wondered how on earth she could have been so stupid to think of them as enemies.

Shoving all the questions and doubts to the back of her mind for first time since she had arrived in Shane, Rin stepped forward to met the wolf warrior. She raised a gloved hand and slid her own hand into the clawed one, giving it a squeeze for good measure.

"Thank you."

[Astoru]

Corvus stared at the two for a moment, trying to get a hold of the situation with no real success. Amnesia. However comical the word was to him, he felt that he could sympathize with her, if only a little. Too long had he been a tool of warring spirits that took advantage of his ignorance for their own gain. Too long had he not known anything about his own past, only remembering now thanks to Saya. Although he couldn't be completely certain, he knew deep down inside that she was gone for good. As much as he was relieved to be rid of these spirits, he couldn't help but feel a certain emptiness inside him that only Saya could fill.

As much as I hated it, I got used to it without even knowing.

He looked to the ground and took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he rubbed his temples. They weren't going to get anywhere just standing around here and questioning Rin, that much was certain. His stomach growled loudly, to his own irritation; he hadn't eaten in nearly a day, and that slab of ham he bought earlier was now sounding rather tempting.

He let out a fake cough to get their attention. "Well we won't make much progress just standing around here. Come to my place, will talk it over a meal."

[iGintokiko]

Yuri smiled brightly as she felt the firm grip of Rin's hand in her own. The wolf returned the gentle pressure, a silent message letting Rin know that she could trust. She'd won a battle as far as she was concerned. To win Rin's trust back despite the girl having no memory of them. The courageous Rin must have still been inside somewhere for her to have taken such a risk.

It was Yuri's turn to laugh cheerfully when she heard the loud growl from the swordsman's stomach. Only a few minutes ago it had been her with the angry gut.
"He's right. Let's go eat!" Yuri turned, giving Rin's hand a gentle pull as she lead the girl through the streets, following Corvus.

(( Ah Hunger, best interjection ever. xD ))

[Heart-of-Firebox]

Isao Yoshio sighed as he grab his bag and walk on the dock of Shane. "What a mess" He thought as he walk down the tired asnd dirt old streets of the city. Isao was wearing black cloak, and black travelers shirt and pants. His golden hair tied in a ponytail,and the gleam of the hilt of his sword were the only things that seem to stand out as a warrior as he push away traders trying to sell their goods.

[The Dark Angel of Hell]

Cocking his head to the side at the injected venom of the male's voice at apparently disturbing and interrupting the couple's moment of tortureous bliss, the silver-haired stranger turned his attention once more to the woman as she had interjected to say something to him in the form of asking if his own interests were peaked at having watched such an unusual display. True, while he did enjoy some sort of pain and such when making love...most of the time he truly just liked to enjoy the normal speed of love-making with the romatics of a joyous night. Shaking his head in not a blatant no but not also in a total agreement to the girl's statement of observation at his on-looking, the silver-haired stranger stood up on the thin out-stretch of the light post with no apparent effort in keeping his balance before bowing to the two of them in a courtly fashion...bending at the waist while folding one hand/arm to his waist and letting his head fall forward before straightening himself up and looking down at the two before stepping off into the air itself and seemingly acting as if he was walking on solid ground while in mid-air. Walking forward and descending what appeared to be steps, the silver-haired stranger landed on the ground with one step followed by the other foot before turning around to face the two embraced lovers.

"Interests...perhaps. Curiosity, no. I do enjoy a good lover's embrace, but only so far and not to your extent. What you do...is sickening even to me."

Shaking his head and turning it to the side in order to spit out a bad taste in his mouth, the silver-haired stranger returned his stare back to the two before shaking his head one last time and turning around to walk in the direction he'd intended before being stopped by their grotesque...to him...display of love and affection. His large blade strapped to his back while Heaven's and Nether's Judgements where sheathed on either side of his waist, the silver-haired stranger made sure that all three were eased in their scabbards in case a quick draw was needed. Also, mumbling to himself and establishing a connection with the Dragons he'd made a pact with, the silver-hair stranger made sure that they were ready for summoning just in case his own skills were not enough to handle these two should they prove hostile.

[sakura go rawr]

HARLEY

Such words were spoken in such an honest manner in response to Harley's question. Such words were spoken to indicate a distaste for what the couple were doing; a distaste that was possibly created out of a bias of never experiencing such delight. A pity it was really, for pain was pure ecstasy for the two. Simple love-making was too bland, it did not fulfill all of the primal instincts both Harley and Hatta felt. Such words spoken in a harsh manner to depict a sickening response that was solicited from the embrace. Inexperience had caused such a reply; a reply that judged their behavior in a negative.

"Sickening to what extent?" Harley asked with a small smile as she removed her head from Hatta's chest. Such judgmental people caused a bad taste to form in her mouth, much like the sight of her and Hatta in comparison to the silver haired lad. The bright side to this situation being that such an uptight person could be fun to experiment on should he be apprehended. Harley gave Hatta's middle a squeeze as she thought about the things the two could do to this young man.

With a sheen in her eye and a cold stare that pierced into his eyes, Harley asked in a cold but intrigued voice, "Hey, how far can you bend?"

The Sadistic Cannibal

[sakura go rawr]

((Crap in a bucket, where is everyone? O.o))

[The Dark Angel of Hell]

The silver-haired stranger stopped the moment she said or rather asked just how far it was that he could bend. He could tell that she had something in mind or was forming a plan on how to capture him and perform her sick, twisted fantasies on him. Taking into account that the male partner had not yet to speak up on this subject himself, the silver-haired youth turned his head to the side before staring back at the woman...with a significant change having come over him. His eyes, or rather his irises, had gone from their sunset-gold to a crimson-blood color while his pupils changed from their usual roundness into sable-black draconian slits that occasionally morphed into crosses before going back to slits. Also, as he sneered at the woman, one could easily see that his canine teeth had extended slightly beyond what a normal human would have and as he spoke, his voice was far deeper and out-of-body sounding that before as well. He was on the verge of transforming because he'd been caught off guard by her sudden question...and the silver-haired youth was struggling to do his best to contain it.

"Watch what you say, woman. I would not want to be forced to resort to hurting you beyond what even you can endure. I have my limits and they are vastly coming to an end, so leave now with your lives still your own or else..."

As he turned his head to face forward once again, a crimson-black aura began to come off of him in wisps until a palpable haze surrounded him as his powers rose even more as he was slowly beginning to lose the struggle to contain his Berserker side. You see...the silver-haired youth hated being caught unawares since it was how he'd lost everything so long ago and as a result, he transformed how he did if he was. However, he did have the ability to freely access this Berserker power even when not caught unawares...he just rarely used it is all.