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 Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 5:12 am
 
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Asters senses slowly returned to find herself in a bed that was not her own. Despite this, she found a familiarity that was both comforting and uneasy, one thing was for sure, She would never be drinking that much again!
Her head pounded in complete tempo of her heart, thump thump and seemed to boom in her ears like some dynamite explosion, wiping the haze from her eyes she looked about to see a silhouette by the window. Aster freaked and brought the bed covers around her, the first thing she thought was what had happened? why was she in his bed? after all this was the bedroom she recalled as being his so very long ago, and why the hell did he bring her here?.
She relaxed as she checked herself to find her clothes were still the ones she had worn at the Dancing Titan so she had no fear of him having mauled her.
" Ughh...why am i here ?" She asked 4Edge a tint of pink on her cheeks.
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 5:30 am
 Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Gentle: A Pure Soul]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." "You passed out, and struck your head as well. I couldn't leave you on the floor, but I didn't exactly know where you live now. I just chose the most familiar place." Edge shurgged, moving away from the wall to look in her eye...she seemed aware, and certainly more awake than she did a second ago. Edge backed away, deciding that she was well enough on her own. "You know, that was horribly foolish. Something could've happened to you if somebody you knew wasn't at that bar. Don't imbide so much next time." Edge didn't show it, but he was worried about her well-being. She was going to get herself killed one day...and he didn't know if he'd be able to intervene next time. "Do you still feel alright? Can you see straight? If not, then tell me and we'll get you to a doctor." The sense of urgency in his voice was lighter now that Asterid was awake, but it was still noticable.
Edge eventually noticed her face was an almost pink-color in the light of the candle...oh, he knew she was fine now. She was embarrassed, more than likely, by where she ended up rather than what had happened prior. "You needn't worry. Your dignity is still preserved." Edge assured her as he sat on the floor and crossed his legs. She should've known well enough by now that he wasn't that kind of person...it didn't fall in to the realm of being disciplined, so he found it deplorable to take advantage of people when they're at their weakest. "That bed is just a bed. There's no hidden meaning behind it. Just focus on yourself for a second instead of your environment."
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Legion Of Spirits Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 6:05 am
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Aster did not want to look at Edge.
She rolled away so as not to look at him but would continue to speak with him " i am fine...sure as hell my dignity is preserved i am in Your House.. what is Dignifying.. what if your son comes home?..what if he is home.. what will he think.. oh gawd..his father wooing the same woman he was flirting with only hours ago? and you.. are you sure your not playing to my weaknesses? i know you can be sly like that i swear you always have had this habit of being my safety net..."
she said turning to look at him then
" this time the fate card has been played.. and the joker is on us both...by the time you played the ace of hearts you had the ace of diamonds on another finger...i often wondered if you wedded that woman in spite of your brother.. in spite of giving into weakness or because your family forced it...but what you did broke my heart that instead of marrying for love.. i married because i didn't want to be alone....." she rubbed her arms as if suddenly the was a chill to the room,
" I loved you Edward, i loved that poker face you had trying to cover your emotions but you never could hide them that well from me..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 7:08 am
Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Gentle: A Pure Soul]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." Edge closed his eyes as his arms crossed over each other. "Wooing you, hm? I don't think I've done that in a while...but I doubt he's here." Vincent normally stayed out in the front room and worked on his combat skills, but Edge hadn't caught sight of him once. He listened to her speak of their relationship in metaphors, and knowingly, she most likely wanted an explanation for something he never spoke to her about. "I was married for what my father assumed was the best. I always knew that I would be forced in to an arranged marriage, but the hand fate dealt me involved both her death, and the death of my oldest son. Even afterwards, my father called Vincent the product of two very strong bloodlines that were mired in tradition. It wasn't something I happily agreed to." He listened to her words and sighed.
"You always knew me so well. I loved you as well, and still do...all of these memories won't allow me to let you go, no matter how hard I try." Edge looked in to her eyes, feeling somewhat tired himself, but still very much aware. "Do you remember the first time I brought you here? My father was furious...my entire family refused to even get to know you, and even now, they only tolerate you. I knew well enough if I didn't do what he asked you would never be comfortable with me...being together meant you enduring the brunt of their scorn." Edge was older now, and although he was the master of the house, he found that nobody would happily accept certain decisions he made. "You can read me like an open book, so tell me, Aster...what are you seeing now?"
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:02 am
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Aster blinked to look at him with her good eye. The other just stared off crookedly as she blushed listening to him the blush faded into seriousness,
" i could not have cared less if your family liked or disliked me.. what mattered to mine heart was what YOU felt about Me...you are tired.....you need this bed more than i...i remember the first time..and our secrets...damn the talk that i were your mistress.. " She stood from the bed to walk towards him. " what do i see.. a troubled man whom punishes his son unfairly..a man whom is as alone as i am but does not see the preciousness of what he does have unlike me whom has nothing but a empty home without joy or laughter..., i see you..although you are a man you are just as confused now as you were a lad...Edward may have become Edge..but in this heart of mine he still hold the lovers card..." she sighed looked away and walked towards the door.
" I am sorry but i should not even be here.. not only am i not in the right home but i wish not for rumor to spread and slander both our names ..i cannot stay....not here again i am sorry.....i thank you for your concern and it will be repaid.but please understand....i just cannot stay..this is a home you chose to build upon i have no right to be here, the winners took it all from me.at least let me leave with my pride and last of my dignity.." Opening the door and walking through it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 6:28 am
Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Gentle: A Pure Soul]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." "Then at least allow me to see you safely back home." Edge worried for her, and after only recently awakening, there was no doubt in his mind that at least seeing her home was part of his job as a friend. If she allowed him, then he'd walk silently beside her...the memory of his home weighing on him. "Ha...it's been a while since anybody continued to call me Edward. That was...before I could even consider myself adept in my field. I remember the first time you came here...I was a complete wreck." While Edge didn't say it, back when he was younger was a time when he would've rather been somebody else. It was a memory he disliked, but also one he cherished.
"I was covered in welts from head to toe...it was an embarrassing event, but I suppose it made me a bit more like I am now." Edge tried so hard to forget who he was before that most of the semblance between himself now and then would have to be in their appearance. He shook his head, remembering that it wasn't his job to reminisce or speak of the past if it would only hurt Aster more than he already had. "Nevermind me...I'm just rambling." Perhaps he was, but walking with Aster was the thing that made him remember so far back. When was the last time he could walk with her and not feel this tension...?
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 7:27 am
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Aster looked at Edge. Her mind seemed to reminisce of the good old days, she was not scarred then and the days were innocent, smiling lightly she accepted his escort.
It had been a cold night such as this And a young girl was climbing a tree to avoid a lashing from the family that adopted her, it was that same time a boy whom looked half starved came near that tree taking pity on him she threw and apple down to him from the tree however it had hit the boy on the head by accident. As Aster remembered a light chuckle escaped but then a frown shone. The two of them had a very similar upbringing that it was a shock how different they really were as she pondered this she glared at him " your parents mistreated you..i do not get why you mistreat your son so much.. your starting to become the man whom ruined our love..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 1:22 pm
Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Battle: The Duel Without Honor]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." "He's the last person I'd rather be...I don't know why I act like him. He was the farthest from the person I'd want to emulate." Edge practically shuddered at the thought...his father was practically a monster, and now that Edge thought about it, the one person he'd been copying since Sunset and Vincent were both born was his father. Ironic, then, that he was now saying that he refused to end up like the man. It all seemed to be so long ago, too...
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Being dressed in the traditional clothing wasn't exactly good for anything when it was meant to get messed up anyway. "ARGH!" Edward screa,ed as his body hit the ground with a thud. His wooden blade slid across the ground as he looked up at a man with eyes as unforgiving as an animal's. "What's even the point behind this?!" Edward reached for his wooden sword and stood up, aiming it at his aging father. Edward wanted to prove that he could still be considered worthy as the heir to his legacy, but his father was unrelenting in his denial. Edward's traditional black hakama were worn from the constant beatings, while his red kimono concealed the blood he'd lost, it wasn't very hard to see he'd been beaten down by this point.
"You think I'll hand over control of my family to a whelp like you after that showing? Ha, if that was my only option I'd rather turn back the clock than keep trying to let you beat me!" The old man stroked his own beard, resting a large wooden blade on his shoulder as he taunted his son. Edward looked down for a moment, but quickly steeled himself. "Watch, I'll prove you wrong!" Edward was hoping to finish this up by time Aster had arrived, but he was having...a bit of difficulty actually fighting his father. The man disarmed him and knocked him to the ground with very few movements before pointing the sword at his chest. "How shameful. It'll be a hundred years before you can beat me!" His father chortled as he left the room. Edward's rage built up to the point where he threw his sword on the mat, causing it to bounce back handle-side and strike his forehead.
"Rrgh...this is stupid!" Edward complained as he stepped on the middle of the sword, breaking it in half. "This won't ever be useful to me...why would I even learn something from a dead age?!" He was reaching for something to complain about, but the real issue was his hatred of his father. That man...ugh...it made Edward regret ever being born to such a family.
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 2:10 pm
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Aster listened to him and sighed.
" As i kept telling you Violence begets violence rather than striving for perfection and acceptance you failed to notice that one person whom would have held your hand to the end..oh i was beautiful then...at least that's what you kept telling me" It was so very long ago but it was fresh on her mind like a fragrance fresh from a bottle like a miasma lingering and permeating on your clothes. Back then He was everything she wanted everything she needed and they understood each other, but now he was everything she despised in a man...She wanted the old Edward....
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Dressed in her best finery Asterid went as she usually did to visit Edward. Her hair was cropped short and framed her pale features her crimson hues staring out as she knocked upon the door. Over her shoulders was a Maroon shawl her dress so proper that it hid her assets, despite being a little tight around the bust. She was happy always when she could See Edward, although his parents made it rather difficult for her and gave as much acknowledgement to her than her own family, she was the runt, had she of been a son she would have lived in luxury but all she had she had to work hard for.." Hello.. Mr--Mr Morrison...Is Edward home? he was going to take me out today..." although Edwards father was good of looks , his temper was not as pleasant, Having reluctantly been let in she made her way towards Edward sneaking up behind him and covering his eyes " Guess who?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 2:38 am
Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Battle: The Duel Without Honor]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." Edward's body suddenly shot up straight, suddenly he wasn't acting all mopey like somebody just killed his dog. "I don't know...who else would be here at this time?" Edward pretended to guess as he took a hold of her hands with his. "Are you an angel? Heaven knows I need one right about now." Edward made a quick turn to face her, holding her hands in his as a bright smile crossed his face. He was happy to see Asterid, but from just looking at him it was easy to see he hit the ground a few times. Pretty hard too. Even so, his eyes lit up and he greeted her with cheer. "My prayers have been answered. An angel, just for me." Edward gave her a quick kiss, but backed off shortly later since he was covered in dust. "Sorry I don't exactly look like I'm ready to go anywhere...my dad is ruthless when it comes to the swordplay. The hanten and hakama look probably doesn't suit me."
Edward looked like something out of a story-book with his interesting clothing, but it was a common staple of his family so he wore it even when he didn't want to. "I don't get it...he's been teaching me the same moves all day...for hours. I really think he was just stalling." Edward was actually sure of it. Sometimes it was subtle, but his family really wanted to drive him in the opposite direction of Asterid. 'Honored friends' or no, he chose who he loved over something mired in tradition. "I'll go change in to something a bit more casual and less asian." The loose flowling clothes were all well and good, but they were very formal...save for his red hanten, which was used for practice more than anything else. Still, his family admired the past, and the heritage of their family, and fought hard to keep a somewhat similar bloodline throughout thier entire lives. As Edward made an exit towards his room, he really left it up to Asterid on if she wanted to follow or not, but he swore there wasn't much to look at.
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 3:06 am
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Into the past..
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Asterid followed Edward. She was glad to see the smile upon his face, though saddened at how long she was made waiting.
She braved a smile on her own even though she was masking her own sadness, " its honestly okay Edward.. you don't have to dress up for me.. i came to see the person you are not your fashions or wealth..." she said following him she had seen his body before what with the everyday training.
Her cheeks pinked at the thought " you.. actually want me to come into your room this time?...good.. cause i could really do with browwing a shirt or something.. this dress itches..." she admitted to her tomboy charms,
" i cannot really slip out in this...."
Asterid followed to his room her hand interlinked with his as she smiled " do you think i will make you a good wife Edward..i mean i sure as hell can handle myself"
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 8:20 am
Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Calm: Cross the Checkpoint]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." "You can borrow one of mine, but it might be a little big on you." Edward didn't mind it much at all...he found that Asterid had her own special charm, and that attracted him to her. He found her to be perfect, even if his family constantly reminded him how far she was from their original choice. Edward stripped off the hanten, and unsurprisingly, it looked like somebody thought it'd be a good idea to punch him a few times with all the bruises he had. For somebody as tall and as built as him, he seemed to understand he could take it for as long as it didn't kill him. "Ugh...I'm a mess today." Edward frowned as he changed out of the hakama as well in to something more modern than what he was previous wearing. Edward rolled his sore shoulders before glancing over to Asterid. "You can wear whichever shirt you want, but...how are you going to put it on? Won't it be hard getting out of that dress?" Edward looked kind of smug, but he reserved his comments.
Edward sat on his bed and crossed his arms, listening through the walls to what was going on in the other room. He hardly caught anything, but the main thing he understood was his father voicing his displeasure at Edward's choices. "He won't understand...you can't just force these things." Edward's father could very well force it, but it wasn't going to end up well. "Maybe I'll give him exactly what he wants...a beating. He's really asking for one." Edward was similarly displaying his displeasure...he was quick to anger, and more impulsive than he should've been, but his old man wasn't budging for anything. "To hell with what he thinks..." Even with Asterid there with him, it was weighing on Edward how his father just couldn't understand his own son's position. Too bad there was no running away...in old stories he'd heard of couples 'eloping' when their family was against them. In this confined space there wasn't anywhere to run though.
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 8:53 am
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Aster was struggling with her dress. She however was listening to Edward, though slightly distracted as she was taking a good gander, she blushes hard to respond,
" you may be a mess but your my mess.. i will kiss every single bruise on you if i have to..damn i cannot reach these corset strings...." she said looking like a pup chasing its tail,
she pauses to sit on the bed with Edward.
" Can you..u--un do it for me.. if not i guess i will borrow a penknife and cut this blasted thing off" she asks kneeling on the floor in front of him,
" how about i beat him.. the moment he touches you again...i will kick him so hard that i will bruise his balls...i don't care what your father thinks.. he even offered me the position of your mistress...whats a mistress anyhow?" she said waiting for him to help.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 9:44 am
Edward "Edge" Morrison
"The path to heaven is often lead through hell..." Muramasa: The Cursed Swordsman
"The path of the sword is similar..." ↳I can keep fighting...can you? [Condition: Green]↳You will not surpass me! [Current Weapon: Long Sword]↳You will know your master, like it or not! [Rank: Corporal]↳Listen to the song of my soul... [Calm: Cross the Checkpoint]"If your path ends up leading you through hell..." Edward seemed surprised by Asterid's assertion...it made his face burn. "O-oh? I'm glad..." Edward wanted to say more, but he noticed that she was having a bit of trouble. After she asked for his help, he nodded, a bit of red painting his face. Edward worked on undoing the ties, and as he did, he noticed that Asterid was equally angry about the old man. "I'd love to see you do that. Maybe it'd teach him something for a change." Edward's hands stopped moving when he heard her question...his father hadn't approached him about this. It was a unique proposal, but not one Edward agreed with. "That man..." Edward sighed, deciding to tell Asterid all about it. "A mistress is something you don't want to be. He basically told you that I'd be married to somebody else, but you could stay if you accepted a position as a 'personal whore to the lord of the house.' It's disgusting."
Perhaps Edward's description of the word "mistress" was harsh, but there was truth in it. He wanted to put it out of his mind, but he had trouble doing so. "And...done." Edward would admit that he felt more embarrassed than he should by this. Asterid was used to seeing his body because of all the times she had to bandage him up after training, but...it was never the other way around. "It's nothing...keep your cool." Edward thought to himself as he crossed his arms over his chest, wondering if she would prefer him to look away or not. "I'll have to confront him about this...he knows it's wrong."
"Then it's only fitting you keep fighting until you find true nirvana..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 3:55 pm
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Asterid felt the fabric peel from her skin. As it did, the extent of her own personal hell revealed itself, as clean and freshly salted whip marks upon her back and What once was a brave smile melted away as she listened to Edward, she turned on her heel to face him to give a full frontal ,but she did not care at that moment.
She wanted to cry, like a whimpish girl she wanted to release those tears as she moved forwards to hug Edward to her " don't let me go.. don't ever let me go" she sobbed her heart out clutching if not somewhat suffocating him with her budding bust,
" i.....won't be able to come around anymore Edward...its getting harder and harder to come here..i came tonight....because....if i don't....i won't get to say goodbye...I love you edge I love you so much..i don't want him to hurt you anymore...."
Asterid could not bare it anymore to see his bruises to know his father wanted her as the family whore, the constant beatings from her own so called family, they could not run nor hide from fate.
" Edward..it doesn't matter if i am married to you or not..you would have my heart and body...i promise till the day i die"
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