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| Where do your loyalties lie? |
| Adrian |
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| Ophelia |
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| Myself |
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| Fate |
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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 9:18 pm
Xisa the Fairy ((Well from the post before I thought her focus had shifted. sweatdrop ) (yeah was my bad sorry. stroked ramell's hair and looked back at her)
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 9:41 pm
Ophelia watched with a proud glance as ramella's transformation and of her apprentice beggening to speak her own poetic language. Opehlia's vocals halted as she listened with intent at the young convert's voice.
From here on, Ophelia and Ramella would feel alot in common. They would sense one another and in time more.
Ophelia continued to watch her transformation. Streaks of Vilot-like tatooes began to streak across Ramella's skin (leaving the snake markings intact however)
Ramella's body would remain the same, however another unique feature was added to her at that moment. Out of her back grew two small demon wings with sharp slicible edges. Not yet big enough for use, however.
Ophelia looked at Isha " Doesnt she look adoriable?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:30 am
Ramella made a small gasp as she saw the violet tattoos that swirled and engraved themselves onto her skin. They looked like stars, fire and swirls. Just like her life had been but they looked awe inspiring from this view. Her snake tattoos were still there for some reason. 'Wow...' she whispered. She felt different. She felt as if a small part of the burden on her shoulders was lifted. She now belonged somewhere with someone!
Ramella loved the feeling and felt feelings that were not hers. She could feel satisfaction...and proudness. But where was it coming from? Ramella looked at Isha after she transformed. Then Isha's message finally reached her. 'Do you regret coming here?' Isha had asked...'No, I don't. Here I have finally had some of my burden lifted. I feel as if I belong somewhere. Even if eveil surrounds me now I feel happier than before. I think the tattoos are beautiful...'
As Ramella sharply turned around she felt her back being pricked. But to her amazement she did not see any needle or thron. But two gleaming sharp wings that portruded from her back. With a drop of blood glinting from one of them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 5:03 pm
((From here on, I will probably be posting Morgance and Adrian separately. I'll put their names up top to reduce confusion for those reading. <3)) ADRIAN KONSTANZE WERDEN Adrian paused her stride and turned to face Kestral, nodding at his warning. "I'm sure I can handle most of what is thrown at me," She let her hand rest on 'Redemption'. "but I am grateful toward any of your men who stand to protect me should I be unable." She spun gracefully, blonde hair swirling about her form and strode out of the chamber.
She walked quickly and smoothly, taking long strides to get to The Circle Stone. The General had to admit that this seemed rather exciting. Adrian had always wanted to formally meet the Kurai, and this entire experience had the Seraphim practically giddy. A confident smile crossed her face as she reached her destination.
Two men were already standing there waiting. She took a deep breath before speaking. "Greetings. As stated before, I'm the General of Heaven, Adrian Werden." She bowed low in order to prove that she, despite her actual disposition, wasn't a proud person. "May I bother you for your names?" She smiled gently.((Kestral... I'm going to try and replicate Morgance's post here... It's not going to be exactly the same, so feel free to edit your post if needed... Please try to be more careful next time. <3)) Morgance Myst Haevynstorm Morgance hopped out of her seat and quickly followed the Kurai Lord out of the chamber. There was a slight bounce in her step as her flute tapped against her thigh with each stride. The young angel fell into step next to Kestral, noticing how his hair, that was currently swirling about the man's form like water, seemed to glow when the sun fell upon it. Kestral Silverdust was a truly enchanting man, and she smiled, for odd thoughts like that often caused such a reaction in the angel.
The entire walk, Morgance tried, and failed to elicit some kind of verbal response out of the silver-haired man. She only got small noises, nods, or grunts in response. The girl soon gave up, retreating back into uncomfortable silence. This wouldn't do, however, seeing as Morgance had a problem with talking too much, and often when it was not wanted or necessary.
"So... Kestral?" Morgance spoke up and addressed the man. "How have you been all this time? I've done some moving around, but I'm living with Adrian now. Just her and Drystan, and the occasional traveler. Oh! I bet Drystan would be happy to see you!" The angel giggled a bit, remembering the first, and only time she'd met the Kurai leader. Her kitten had taken a nice bite of Kestral's rump. She turned her face toward him quickly to gauge his reaction.
Once again, Kestral Silverdust was a truly enchanting man. His argentine eyes glistened in the light, shimmered, glowed almost. His profile was nigh perfect. He looked as if he was hand sculpted by the greatest sculptor. Part of Morgance wanted to reach out and touch Kestral's face, but she thought better of it. That, and the fact that her bare feet had chosen that particular moment to catch on something, causing her to trip. The angel regained her balance before she actually fell, though. Morgance caught back up with Kestral, only this time her head was down, trying not to let Kestral see the blush that had overcome her visage.
It's what you get for staring, you know? A voice broke through Morgance's consciousness. It was Elyria's, riddled with sarcasm and mock insult. Watch where you're going, will you? Maybe this will teach you to wear shoes, Morgance. The Holy Tidal Dragon roared amused laughter in her mind. It was unbearable.
Morgance grumbled, and Kestral was sure to hear it. "Oh, shut up, you..." She lifted up the torn edge of her skirt and began to fidget for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 5:15 pm
Sick of waitng Hisikata walked over to Ophelia and the others that were present. She stood there silently not wanting to talk first, waitng to be noticed. The vampire girl kept her face blank not showing any emotion. She tilted her head back slightly and casually sniffed the air. Hisikata caught a scent that got her attention, she wanted to go to the source of the scent but forced herself to wait. She told herself that she would have a chance to do just that, patience, she needed to have patience.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 10:56 pm
-Rapheal, a man in a tattered coat, a blue scarf, jeans, a white button up, white hair, and glasses walks into a deserted town sluggishly since it's so hot- My goodness....it's so hot today!! How is it to the next checkpoint? -checks his map then notices he's been going the wrond direction- GAAAAHHHH!!!!! -falls flat on his back on a shadow of a tall building- Might as well rest until it gets dark, i move faster then.-he summons a ice crystal and places it on his head to cool down-...man i wish i wasn't so alone nowadays, i sound like I'm going crazy if i talk to myself....nevermind....
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 1:33 am
Ocapta watched as the elegant vampire Hisikata approuched the conversation between The demon General, The vassal , and the Apprentice. He wondered over to her and saw the blank stare that she showed. Ophelia's conversation looked like it was finalising up. He wondered closer to her casually
" scuse me Hisikata...?"
He stopped breifly wondering if it was a good time to bother her since she looked as though she wanted to observe the going on's.
He waited for a moment for where it looked like he could get her attention and spoke again.
" About our conversation before. I didnt mean to... Just wander off ." he tried wording his phrase carefully to not seem like he was a eager caring demon, but at the same time be blunt and truthful.
" The conversation about the past, If you would. Could you possibly tell me the story of what you remember or how you came to be in hell's gates?"
He gave a curious look and almost the first sign of a smile
I shall divuldge too ofcourse
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:49 pm
Kashi walks behind Hisikata he had taken in her scent as he smiled watched whats going on in front of him
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 6:55 pm
How I came to be at hell's gates. Hisikata repeated. You fool I have always been damned, born a vampire. The Ookami are purebloods. I was born without a soul. After all isn't hell where the souless reside? As for what I remember about my past, not much,yet everything. Confusing yes? Let me clarify, I didn't have much of a past, but I remember every moment.
The vampire became lost in her memories as she spoke.
I was raised by theives, who were anything but kind. My family was murdered on the day of my birth, supposudly by angels. That is why I agreed to help Ophelia, to learn the truth. As for this place I remember a boy, a few years older than me if I remember correctly. I don't even know if he was real, he could have been of an image of my imagination, I didn't have friends, so maybe I created one, or maybe just maybe he was really.
Hisikata stopped talking and looked at Opcapta.
I'm really sorry, I've been rambling, you probably didn't want to hear all this. Sorry. Your just, I don't know...sort of easy to talk to. I can't explain why.Hisikata said solemnly
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:34 pm
Opehlia knelt down and gave her apprentice a hug. She then stood up and looked away staring at some debris and what looked like a left over angelic statue. She smiled and looked back at Ramella.
" Darling, try concentrating your fire carefully. DO NOT rush it. Breathe and make sure you build it up allowing it to grow. "
Ophelia pointed at the statue that was a good distance away.
"think about hating that statue. When you feel the rush of your energy is enough and the heat cant feel any hotter..... RELEASE"
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Opcapta listened intently to what Hisikata was saying. Strangely, it was not like him to seem interested in anyone, let alone their past. Opcapta turned his head to her.
“ No need to apologize milady vampire. I am afterall curious for some reason or another. Otherwise I wouldn’t have asked you.”
He sighed and rubbed his eyes like he was preparing to tell a story.
“ I vaguely remember been mortal once.”
He breathed heavier
“ Its not like most of us to remember it. But deep down some of us do remember slight patches of the memory. Some in your case, were born in this existence. I I remember been raised as a normal kid. I think I was going to follow my father’s foot steps as a Dekevan soldier. One day a flock of winged beings, swarmed our town. Everyone thought they were angels. When they came closer we could see that their wings were not of feathers.”
Opcapta placed his hands over his eyes. The memory started to get hazy
“ People dying. Slaughtered. Screams. Blood. ……… Ophelia.”
He opened his eyes once again and looked towards where Ophelia was standing talking to the younger half vampire – (now) half demon apprentice. It was like he had a slight trance of a memory flash back.
“ I was spared......”
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:21 pm
 The men were standing in the center of the Circle Stone awaiting the general's arrival. All were clad in intricate yet light armor. Most of them also had dazzling silver hair, other than one man who possessed green hair and another who had fiery crimson hair. The man with the dark red hair was peculiar not only for his hair color, but also because he was dressed in incredibly heavy armor compared to the other men. The man stepped forward and held out his hand in invitation for Adrian.
"General Werden, My name is Zindell Turjen of the Kurai. Second in command of the island's military company, Lord Kestral being my only superior. In order to cut down on the stresses Kestral must endure as the people's leader, he has appointed me the head of our warriors. As such, I am technically a general, though we avoid titles like that around here." Zindell said, smiling through his red eyes with a tinge of green towards their center. "There's not a question you can ask about my warriors that I won't know the answer to."
The men then held their fists over their hearts and nodded their heads down in unison.
"Sir." They all said together, almost as if through one mind.
"Ah, well trained aren't they? Look, you don't all have to be so serious about this. I don't need you to behave differently now than on any other day. Just state your names for the young miss and answer her questions as she asks them." Zindell said, a charming twinkle filling the sub-leader's ferociously wild eyes. "They're all yours General."
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 12:33 am
 As Kestral walked along the rather small path that strayed just behind several of the houses, not far from the Circle Stone, he had become at peace. He enjoyed walking in silence, letting his thoughts drift and swirl around in his mind. He had always been somewhat of a loner. His clan constantly troubled him with their incessant comparisons of him to his father, he had never had any love interest, and his only true friend was Zindell. The other Kurai fighters respected him and even treated him as a brother, but he could never call them friends. His family had been taken from him when he was but fourteen years old, all but his sister, who had disappeared about a year before Beleas and Ravythe were killed. Needless to say, Kestral was used to silence, he had come to embrace it, for it was the only thing that he knew he had the power to control in the catalytical world around him.
Nevertheless, Kestral attempted to make conversation with Morgance but found that only sighs and grunts escaped his lips. Finally, Morgance was the one to break the timid moments of fervent anxiety.
"Well... umm... As you can see, I haven't changed all that much. This has been my life for as long as I can remember. With the beautiful tropical scenery, the ocean, the people, the fighting, the commerce, the courtroom, the meditation chamber, the Elemental Fusion Chamber, and all the other things you've seen, Kurai Island has it's share of entertainment. I can't say that I've ever been bored here." Kestral said, smiling slightly as he turned back towards the young girl.
"I-" He began, but was cut short when he saw a perplexed expression sprawled across the young angel's face. He was about to reach out a hand to her shoulder but quickly withdrew his thought when she began talking to herself.
"Eh... Morgance... are you alright?" Kestral asked, slightly befuddled as to what he was supposed to do. At first he thought that she was talking to him, but after a moment, realization dawned on him.
"Oh, was Elyria speaking to you?" Kestral asked, a hint of excitement glimmering in his deep voice.
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 1:55 pm
Ramella focused solely on the pathetic statue. It didn't seem to have any obvious shape and was beyond repair to whatever it was. Ramella breathed in deeply and thought hard. She thought how everyone had betrayed her, left her alone in the dark. How they could've helped her but turned away! Her friends didn't seem to care when they were faced with the choice of letting her stay.
The hot powerful flame came within only a few seconds of thought. First it was small in the shape of a small spectrum of colour and light which soon turned into real fire. Fire couldn't burn stone but hers seemed to light up the whole room and scorched the statue until it was nothing but a large pile of ash and a spark was still left but it had stopped burning. Ramella was stunned.
She had never ever experienced so much power. She walked towards the small spark and then extinguished it with the tips of her fingers. It seemed a natural thing to do. Ramella stood up and faced back towards Ophelia. She noticed that now her violet tattoos grew darker and bolder after extinguishing the flame.
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