[X] Rock Fist Guild [X]

[Samuel Tyson]

"Not really healing at all, it is more so the ability to ignore pain. He will operate like a machine, if it ain't broken in two, he will be able to move it. The insanity will blind him to all wounds inflicted." This was a dangerous enemy, not exactly calculated but just relentless, a style similar to what she used but beyond even her sheer animalistic nature.

[Malacar the Relentless]

Sean Trinity made it.

Finally. A bit tired from the long journey. Lifting himself up the cliff's edge. Some how, in all black attire he managed to not get a speck of dirt on his clothes. Materialistic b*****d!

Quickly, he was on his feet and casually headed toward the steel doors. A hand extended to the pocket on his leather jacket pulling free a cigarette and to his lips. With a fingerless glove, he snapped a finger as a burst of flame appeared igniting the stick. It was cool. Then, he knocked at the large double doors as loud as possible taking in a drag of smoke while he waited someone to greet him at the entrance.

[Mazelina]

"s**t." Nix muttered into herself, then stood up from the sea of bottles while stretching out her back. "We out of here in the morning?" The pretty drunk woman asked. She then blinked and looked around the room. Thinking she'd heard something but unable to really tell in her haze.

[Malacar the Relentless]

After twenty minutes of waiting for some one to open the doors, Sean grew impatient. "These ******** know I'm out here.", he took his steel toe boot and kicked them even harder. Usually, his behavior was the polar opposite. He backed from the entrance thinking the surveilance would spot him and alert the proper authorites waiting there. Service here was crap so far.

[Mazelina]

Nix and Sycha were the only ones left in all of Rock Fist, even the med staff had gone once Sama had sent them out." Right- I ain't crazy. I heard something from the grand hall." Sound carried far in Rock Fist with it's cavernous structures- and that banging was enough to grab anyone's attention. Even though the woman was hazy,she could still manage to walk,speak and remain lucid. Popping a stick of gum into her mouth after retrieving it from her bag, Nix looked over at Sycha." Imma check it out." The woman went down the dim halls and half-skipped down the large staircase,realizing the banging was from the large doors."Huh. Whatta ya know..." The woman paused a moment to straighten herself out, adjusting her tank top and jeans so they weren't crinkled- pulling her hair from it half- hearted bun to hang free. Nix ran her fingers threw it quickly while walking to a space where you could see who might be outside,and use the speaker to contact them."Hello." Nix said politely,ensuring she didn't sound like a drunk." How can I help yea?"

Nix hadn't a clue who the hell this guy was,and after all the war talk being thrown around she wasn't about to open the door on a whim.

[Samuel Tyson]

{{HAHAHAHA it is Rock Fist guys, they ain't no cameras, just a big a** metal door lol.}}

Sycha would grumble as she heard the sound of company, rising to her feet in an un-orthodox way. Like a puppet on a string her legs panted and her body simply floated up to follow. Her eyes following Nix's a** she was sauntered out the room after the girl, enjoying the view. Once Nix got to the door Sycha looked at her confused, the girl seem to be trying to find some way to communicate with the dumb-a** outside? "What part of primitive don't people get, jeez and I thought I was slow on the ball." The smart a**, and now intoxicated She-Devil would march past nix and thrust the door open with little effort. Her Devil strength allowing her to move the massive door as if it was just a screen door. Her left hand thrust the bottle of Vodka into the man's hands as she grinned a twisted smile. "Welcome to the party bub, have a drink, sorry for the wait, girl talk and all. We had to decide if you were a rapist or not, conclusion is, your not a rapist...but you are hot apparently."

Sycha could feel the confusion on Nix's face.

Now for those who did not know Sycha the man would get a full view of what he was greeted by. The women was 6'2" tall with a muscular and powerful frame built to move with athletic grace and dangerous strength. Her skin was a solid black with some kind of geometric markings scattered gently across the surface. She had on no shoes, her hair was a black flowing set of locks that trailed lazily down across her face and neck. She whore a white tank top that was near see thru and a violently red bra was easy to distinguish. She had black cargo shorts that were a nice tight fit for her features but the button and zipper had been left lazily undone, her red underwear to match her bra visible. Her eyes where a solid red, no pupils exited in those fiery and lust filled eyes, just staring around like a wild fire ready to devour. Her horns twisted from under her hair in small curvy arcs towards the sky. Her devil's tail swaying back and forth, wrapping around her thigh and then uncoiling and snapping around with out control.

This was Sycha SabaDrith, the wife of the Rock Fist Guild Leader Samuel.....

[Mazelina]

((YOU NEVER KNOW WITH YOU lmao XD ))

"You'd think he'd spring for a door system." Nix shrugged,she wasn't thinking clearly. But she laughed quietly at herself, watching Sycha head to the door."I shoulda realized he's an all or nothing kind of guy."

Nix wasn't all that confused while Sycha shoved the bottle into the guys hands and hit on him directly, actually it made her smile.That Abyssal sure as hell didn't break character! Granted he was rather attractive, but as drunk as she was he could be damn ugly and Nix might not realize. The more important thing was what he wanted, it was odd to have anyone show up to Rock Fist lately.

Nix crossed her arms and stayed a couple feet back from the door, and looked far less impressive then Sycha. A basic human by genetics, Nix was a couple inches shorter then the Abyssal at 5'10,and her thick hair was tones of copper blonde.

With that slight smile,arms crossed and weight resting on one leg- she wondered how the man would react. She was also entertained by how much this seemed like a cheap b-rated porn movie.

((edit- sorry orginally did this in like five minutes before I went out the door- needed to fix it!))

[Malacar the Relentless]

It would appear two women at the doors of Rock Fist. Interesting. Sean smiled, the cigarette parting his lips as he'd gaze upon the ladies through the tints of his red shades checking them out. At 5'11 his build was slim but packed it's muscles where need be. His clothes were black and still new in condition despite having traveled the dirt and dusty mountain side. His leather jacket snugged him perfectly fitting his body tight but still comfortable to wear. It showed off his chiseled upper body as he wanted. A katana was slung over his back hidden with in it's polished black sheathe. A weapon that killed nearly a hundred men. His lower body was covered in black skinny leg jeans and a gold plated belt bearing the emblem of a dragon finished off the job. His face was olive-skinned, silky white hair flowed to his shoulders. A sword's blade grazed the left side of his face almost blinding him if it struck through the eye. Sean reached to grab hold of the bottle with his free glove, pulling his cigarette once more before flicking it off the cliff.

"Thanks for the warm welcome ladies, but I'm looking for Samayou Tamashii. Any one know where I can find him?", he looked back and winked at the lady who gave him the Vodka seeing how things went leading him on.

[Samuel Tyson]

Sycha let out an audible giggle, her hand slipping to her hip as she cocked her a** to the side. "Awww, are WE not pleasant enough company?" She waved a dismissive hand before the boy could even retort, laughing once more as she swigged from her bottle and walked back into the Grand Hall, motioning for the boy to follow. "No worries, my Husband goes by Samuel and he is currently in Durem, at The Individual. It is on Hallow Avenue off Main Street. I'm his wife, Sycha, that cutie pie over there is Nix...and she is single, why don't you too get to know one another better huh?" By this time Sycha had sauntered over to nix, leaning slightly on the girl and tapping her on the shoulder, nudging her with her hip and grinning that devilish grin only she could do so well.

[Malacar the Relentless]

Sean didn't want to continue further with the woman once she mentioned he was her husband and his whereabouts, things went back to business and he was less interested. "Well then I must head out now before I miss him again.", a gloved hand would remove the red shades from his face as he held it downwards. "If he happens to reach you, please inform him of my visit for me." Kindly, he bowed and waved a hand to her friend as he was off to find The Individual.

[Mazelina]

"She's the expert." Nix smiled at the man at the door, giving a soft flick of her head towards Sycha. Nice to see he was quick on his feet to.

Sycha was always one to stir the pot, and seemed to enjoy the bit of attention he bestowed upon her. Though after her quips and smiles-had managed to turn the attention to her. Nix had to smile and give a laugh when nudged forward- taking a couple steps. "Oh christ Sycha you can't be trying to set me up now!" Nix looked at the man apologetically, as his interest faded away.

Then he was taking off-and Nix was mildly embarrassed. But oh well! Such was life. Clearly the man was on a mission anyhow.

"Your just able to garner anyone's attention aren't you?" Nix laughed quietly as the door began to close behind whoever it was had shown up on the doorstep.

[Samuel Tyson]

"Pfft are you kidding me, I worked like hell for this flat stomach and curvy a**, I'm gonna show it off. My husband walks around half naked because it makes him feel free, I do it cause I just love the attention, like they say, opposites do attract." Sycha would give her an evil grin, pecking the young women on the cheek with a kiss before giving her a wave. "Well enough playing around, I got to go pack and meet with some clients before we meet up with Samuel at the Individual, see you there love." The she Devil sauntered off, tracing one hand over the Diamond Lion on the stairs before taking the steps two at a time and vanishing behind the gravel hall door way.....

[Mazelina]

"Whatever floats your boat hun." Nix laughed again,and smiled at that devilish grin Sycha gave her, before wiping off the kiss the other had given her."Yea I'll be there as soon as I can... Probably tomorrow afternoon. Day or two max." Nix was drunk as s**t,and probably had her own work in Durem to take care of, despite all the smooth sailing there so far. At the very least she might get coerced into getting parts, but at the most her major network would of fallen apart and she'd have no info on anything that was really going on. Well,Nix knew that a lot of her network of creatures and information was down- she'd limited it to the major surrounding cities since the shop had been put up. At least Jackie was managing that problem.

Wait a sec..love?

Nix laughed to herself again after Sycha walked off, Nix climbing up the grand staircase First to grab her bag from the Onyx hall-then to sober up.

The woman hummed a tune while taking her slow walk.

When it was early the next morning Nix,with a rather nasty headache, drove off with all of her things in tow.

Now it was time for the real mission to start.

[PK Lady Sonia Renegade]

It seemed hopeless to keep coming back to this place, but something about it kept a fierce hold on her soul. She grumbled as she made her way up the dirt path leading through the forest, her eyes flickering back and forth along the canopy. She searched for an answer and found none. With a soft sigh, she exited and found herself standing in the open desert lot that lead to the main doors of her once called home. She tilted her head, frowning to see it hadn't changed and that it still called to her even with its shut doors and stone front.

Without further delay, she crossed the open land. Her boots kicked aside small rocks and stirring up the earth while she moved though only the rocks provided a sound to her presence. Her elegant grace still seemed to be a prominent talent about her that lead to this clever huntress's soundless nature though she knew there was at least one person in this building that wouldn't be fooled. He would've sensed her miles away when she first entered the territory. She put her hands on the warm stone doors before pushing hard to swing them open.

She stopped just out of their reach, her ice blue orbs now peering around her surrounds. Another thing that hasn't changed though this seemed to stir something deep in her chest. She felt her lips curl down again, shaking her head as her red-tinted black locks bounced only slightly from the confines of the loose ponytail. Why was she back again? Nothing was left for her here yet she had to see it for herself. She paced forward, leaning her body against one of the pillars as she took to time to examine the place. Maybe she just needed to see her deserted home one more time before she abandoned it forever.

[Ifrit Shogun Ares]

Cole walked around the guild alone, the sounds of his bare feet echoed through the stone halls. He could hear the massive stone doors opening up at the main entrance, a welcoming sound since all he heard in awhile was silence. He headed towards the front to see who arrived. He was wearing his black workout pants and a white half shirt, all he had been doing was training and keeping to himself. After since that fight between the she-devil and the young man, he didn't want to get in the mind of a battle and get re-injuried. He stopped when he saw the young woman leaning against one of the stone pillars, he smiled a little, "Welcome...Nice to see this place still gets visitors. I thought I was alone."