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[Akuma Tenshi Tsubasa]

┈━═☆═━┈Reiya Roven┈━═☆═━┈
Heir of Flames

What a shame
We all became such fragile, broken things
A memory remains, just a tiny spark

Reiya headed towards the back, figuring that the other would follow her. She wandered over to a table that had a bunch of papers on it. The red head shuffled through the papers as she answered, ”Reiya, Reiya Roven. It’s nice to meet you, Kuro.”

A soft sound of discovery escaped as she pulled a piece of paper out of the stack. Gold eyes flickered over the words before she nodded to herself. She looked back up and headed over to a rack of swords near the forge. She paused a moment, head tilting as if listening to something. Her eyes flickered to the flames within the forge before she quickly forced her gaze away. Her hand traced across some of the swords hanging on the wall before stopping on one. She carefully took it down, surprised at the weight that it seemed to have that was the opposite of its looks. She turned and held out the blade, her hold changing so that Kuro could grab the hilt. Once he took the blade, she stated, ”Look it over and make sure that it feels right.”

I give it all my oxygen
So let the flames begin
So let the flames begin
Oh glory, oh glory

((Sorry for disappearing for so long. Got a little overwhelmed by school. Also, Okami, unless the OCC statement is included in a post, please use the OCC thread for talking.))

[Lelouch-Kitty]

☾§ Ҟυɼσ ✧ Ⱦσȿħเbค §☽
✘ℌ𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔒𝔣 𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔡✘

ஐThe wind whispers your name......
That name which resides in my memories....
A place where you will only exsist now and forever...

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"Nice to meet you Ms. Reiya," His parents taught him to speak the way does, but he was unsure why they thought it important to teach him to be really polite. He didn't know that it was because they were trying to protect him. He scanned over the room silently before turning back to her as she shifted through papers, before making and sound and moving on.

Kuro followed, but he heard Sorithia before she even guided him to where she was. The sword made soft sounds that made a fleeting smile appear on his lips, before she picked up the sword. Which to him looked like the other was having a bit of a problem even attempting to pick it up. Blinking he gently took the blade from her grasp into his own. He balanced the blade in his grasp and swisted the blade's hilt in his hand so the blade would flip to the other side. He then pulled the blade close and inspected the marking on the blade to make sure there was no mistakes made trying to piece the interact blade together again. He smiled when he found it was flawless and he turned away from her slightly to make sure he didn't hurt her when he swung the blade to make sure everything was definitely well. He looked over to her and nodded his head as he thanked her. Though now that he thought about it, it puzzled him that he was able to wield Sorithia as though she were nothing then a feather in his hands. Shrugging it off he he decided to speak again.

"It's perfect. I was a little worried about the design on it, but it was done lovely. It's balance is perfect, and the feel of it is very nice," Sorithia hummed at him and he felt a shiver run down his spine at that. Sure he could under stand her, she was the sword of wind. Or at least that's what she's told him anyways. But it was still a bit odd and chilling to be able to understand a blade that obviously has it's own conscience. He hummed to himself and as an after thought looked from the blade back to Reiya, "Ummmm Ms. Reiya, how much do I owe ya for getting my sword fixed?"

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.....But, can it save my soul?ஐ
....For this soul is tainted and no longer innocent.
...For it is the only place left now that all is gone.

☸ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ :: Black Smith shop
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☸ ｔａｌｋｓ ｔｏ:: Reiya
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☸ ｃｏｎｄｉｔｉｏｎ :: A bit relaxed, Bored, Edgy, and miffed
XX☸ ｃｕｒｒｅｎｔ ｔｈ ｏｕｇｈｔｓ:: Gah...stop thinking!!!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX☸ ｈｉｓ ｍｅｌｏｄｙ:: Tobi No Tochuu

[Lelouch-Kitty]

Let shadow consume you....

Yiro Yūgure
XXXXXXXXShadow Keeper


Yiro watched as the Gernal left and couldn't stop the smirk that flitted across his features at what Akira had said, obviously by the sounds of her words she wanted to do bodily harm but a nice restraint settled over her to cause her to not do so. Only further fueling the Shadow keepers amusement. When the Genral was out of sight, Yiro's demeanor changed yet again and a sigh came out of him as he slumped back against his seat. He still had one more General to send out to do her job, which would be to search for anyone that looked to be suspicious in other words like they don't belong. He swore in his head that he would trap that person if it was the last thing her did. Sighing he place his hand on the front of the mask, itching to take it off, but didn't. Instead he ran his fingers over the smooth surface in thought as he let his mind wander a bit. Only around Akira could he ever act like this, sated by her presence and keeping him in a docile state. Almost like nostalgia and he welcomed it openly especially when he was stressed about things that weren't going as planned. He needed to complete his task, nothing else was more important then this at the moment. He will get what he's seeking....even if it kills him to do so. Which at this point he thought the even if it killed him part wouldn't happen.

He looked to Akira through the slitted holes in the mask and mused over his thoughts. She was different thought he couldn't quiet place why he favored her more so then most anyone in the ranks that he'd placed. A soft sound came from him one of silent inquiry mostly to himself. "Seems you do not fancy the General Akira, indulge me into why that is....I'm very curious as to what your thoughts are. Also do not be afraid to speak to me truthfully since I am genuinely asking you out of curiosity," He hummed as he watched her silently.

....Let it destroy your soul.

[Akuma Tenshi Tsubasa]

┈━═☆═━┈Reiya Roven┈━═☆═━┈
Heir of Flames

What a shame
We all became such fragile, broken things
A memory remains, just a tiny spark

RReiya watched the other in interest as she leaned against the forge. The heat that was emitted from it would be stifling to most, but to the red head it was a calming comfort. She nodded her head in welcome before replying, “I’m glad it’s to your liking. The design was the hardest part for the old man to deal with. Everything else was pretty simple.”

She pushed off the forge before heading over to the table again, untying the strings of Flare and setting it against the table. She left Fire attached to her belt as she started moving about, reorganizing the papers before pausing at his question about price. She glanced back at the sheet before frowning. She reread the paper a few times before turning to head back into the other room, but before she could reach the doorway, the old man stepped in, wiping his hands on a spare clothe. He glanced at Kuro then Reiya and back before asking, voice gruff, “Blade handle well, boy?”

I give it all my oxygen
So let the flames begin
So let the flames begin
Oh glory, oh glory

((It's official I hate college.))

[Akuma Tenshi Tsubasa]

⇍ღ⇏ Akira Minnava ⇍ღ⇏
☠━┈ Shadow Alliance Torture Expert and Spy ┈━☠

I've been looking in the mirror for so long
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter

Akira glanced over at the sound of the sigh. She watched in silence, used to the more human like actions of the Keeper than most. Her lips pursed at his question as she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and replying, “The fact that he is so arrogant, and his sleeping around disgusts me. He is the exact opposite of either of the other two generals or what you expect a general to be. I also care little for his attitude towards yourself, Milord.”

An annoyed breath escaped her before she moved closer to the table with the map. Blood colored eyes looked over the map with care as she noted the areas that the two generals had been sent. She reached out and tapped a small village on the other side of the forest from the one that Ryder was assigned to deal with. She looked over at Yiro and stated, “This may be the best place for Narkissa to start her search. That is what you wish for her to do, correct Milord? Search for either the rebels or the traitor, yes?”

To sharp to put back together
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces

[Lelouch-Kitty]

☾§ Ҟυɼσ ✧ Ⱦσȿħเbค §☽
✘ℌ𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔒𝔣 𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔡✘

ஐThe wind whispers your name......
That name which resides in my memories....
A place where you will only exsist now and forever...

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He nodded slightly in thought, "I kind of figured it would be that way. But I'm glad it turned out so well." He watched her as she went and bout the papers looking through them as she searched for his question of the price. The look on her face though puzzled him when something seemed to not look right to her. His head swiftly looked over to the black smith when he spoke after having looked between them a few times. He gave a polite smile though it really didn't reach his eyes, mostly because he wasn't really used to smiling at people. Though he can't think if the reasons why since when he was little he never had a problem with it. Shaking his thoughts away he responded to the black smith, "It's fantastic sir. She handles nicely, and I'm happy that the pattern came out amazingly as well. At first i hadn't thought that it would turn out so greatm but I am happy to be proven wrong." He said truthfully to him not holding back his words in the least.

He glanced over at Rieya before looking back at the black smith. Something about the mans stare when he's walked in had intrigued him a bit into wondering what the man was thinking. He kept his mouth shut though and decided it was better not to ask questions.....unless they pertained to swords. Which in his case was Sorithia being returned to her former glory. A happy blade the was soothing to him like muscles relaxing or being able to breath after so long of not being able too. He sighed at his silly analogies, his hobby of reading having given his to much to think off as of late. Though reading had been a way of curing his boredom in the town, since he wasn't planning on leaving the city because of talk about battles going on in many places out side the neutral zone. Kuro stayed silent wondering what the price was for the repairs on Sorithia, he didn't see in telling him the same question when he'd already asked her.

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.....But, can it save my soul?ஐ
....For this soul is tainted and no longer innocent.
...For it is the only place left now that all is gone.

☸ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ :: Black Smith shop
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☸ ｔａｌｋｓ ｔｏ:: Reiya
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☸ ｃｏｎｄｉｔｉｏｎ :: A bit relaxed, Bored, Edgy, and miffed
XX☸ ｃｕｒｒｅｎｔ ｔｈ ｏｕｇｈｔｓ:: Gah...stop thinking!!!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX☸ ｈｉｓ ｍｅｌｏｄｙ:: Tobi No Tochuu