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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx►► Hisagi, Monster, Mr. Werewolf, Fufu-cuddly-poopsy-doozles.
✖◆✖The Chivalrous Werewolf✖◆✖
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◆✖◆~You were that foundation-- I followed, so taken. So conditioned I could never let go. Then sorrow, then sickness-- Then the shock when you flipped it on me. So hollow, so vicious. So afraid I couldn't let myself see -- That I could never be held, Back or up no, I'll hold myself. Forget the rest, let them know my hell. Let the rest be the tale they tell.~◆✖◆
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Curiouser and curiouser, Hisagi wanted to know why Suzume nor Atsuko could tend to him or the injured young boy. Well, Hisagi didn't have a problem with that since he didn't want to burden them, and could easily make a trip out into the market or the woods to get food, but...finding out why would be nice. Watching Suzume slowly heal the injured boy, Hisagi kept his eyes peeled on the once poisoned stab wound on the side of the boy's chest. 'If he wakes up and he's not careful enough, that critical wound might actually kill him...he's lucky to have survived that.' "Hisagi.... Atsuko wont be..... able to phase for a few days... she's tapped into .... something.. but from what I've... she can heal only werewolves...Right now she's trying to heal your wounds, or make your pain less of a burden... She needs direct contact to be able to heal them... So please do not push her away..." 'Interesting...so Atsuko is like a cleric to werewolves...' Nodding to Suzume, he gave her some honest words: "I understand...I didn't think that kind of ability would be possible in werewolves. But if she truly is what you say she is, then she's gifted...a wonderful werewolf." Turning over to Atsuko to make sure she was okay, he watched her stand up on all fours, then collapsed back on her stomach, shaking and shivering from the fear and pain. Hisagi was about to move forward to help her, but she had pushed herself up again and took a step, but instead fell again and yelped. 'Atsuko...!!' Moving forward, Hisagi was about to stand and pick up Atsuko off the floor and help her onto the couch, but his still open wounds had stopped him as he grasped the side of his stomach where he had a large scratch.
Watching her helpless as Atsuko stood on all fours again and proceeded to take a step forward, clenching her jaw shut in an attempt to stop herself from yelping in pain. Once she got up onto the couch, she had forced herself onto his lap and curled up, closing her eyes. 'Poor girl...She needs a dog biscuit after this...' Gently petting Atsuko's head and giving her a sense of comfort and relaxation, Hisagi just loathed the sighting of seeing Atsuko like this. But strangely enough, as he continued to give her some relaxation by stroking her head, the pain of his injuries seemed to fade. 'She truly is what Suzume said she is..Atsuko is so gifted..' Leaning over gently to Atsuko's ears he whispered to her; "Thank you, Atsuko." Looking over at the stranger, Hisagi couldn't even imagine what kind of hell the poor young boy went through after being bitten. 'He's just some nice kid you'd find in a neighborhood, and then this happens...' Having his gaze focus back onto Atsuko again, he watched her begin to slowly phase back into her human form; she was sitting in his lap with her legs hanging off the cliff of the couch with her head on his chest. Taking a blanket, he covered her up and began to stroke her head.
'I remember this...whenever I would get really sick or really depressed, the nurses in the hospital would do this to me. Those people back there were my only real family...' Slowly and carefully reaching over to his first-aid kid, Hisagi began to bandage his wounds to prevent the infection. After he was done, he slowly and very carefully stood up from the couch with Atsuko in his arms, and laid her back down on the couch. "I'm gonna go out to the forest and fetch some food for the two. I'll be back soon." Going into the nearby bathroom, Hisagi got dressed into his previous clothing, swinging the handle of his sword sheath over his back and the front of his chest, slipped on his boots, and made his way out the door. Hisagi was actually bluffing when he said he was going out hunting, since he knew in his current condition, there was no way he could do that. Taking out the map he had in his pocket, Hisagi began to direct himself. 'Now let's find the fastest short-cut to the super-market...'
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◆✖◆~Test my will, test my heart. I've seen that frustration, been crossed and lost and told "No". And I've come back unshaken, let down and lived and let go. So you can let it be known -- I don't hold back, I hold my own. I can't be mapped, I can't be cloned. I can't fall back, I came too far. Hold myself up and love my scars. Let the bells ring wherever they are...~◆✖◆
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((O.O.C: Big brother Hisagi wants Atsuko and Rahim to eat a lavish meal. mrgreen ))
Theme Song: Lost In The Echo | Linkin Park
Currently Feeling: Awake; Tended to, concerned, astonished,
Current Outfit: Black tank-top, black long gloves with golden metal lining, extra-large black cotton scarf, black belt with golden metal lining, black combat boots, and sword sheath strap around his back and the front of his chest.
Whereabouts: The woods nearby Atsuko's cabin--- Morning.
Specimen Identification: Werewolf.
Wolf Form: Active/Inactive
Music Box: Kiss The Rain | Yiruma |
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2014 1:45 pm
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مرح☪☥✾☾Ａｂｄｕｌ－Ｒａｈｉｍ☾Ａｌｔａｆ☾Ｌｕｔｆｉ☾✾☥☪مرح
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx►► Rahim, Tank, Luffy, Fluffy, Hippie, Weirdo, Twiggy, Mr. Nice Guy.
طفولي☪☥✾☾The Childish Werewolf☾✾☥☪طفولي
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☪☥✾☾~I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard; handful of complaints, but I can’t help the fact that everyone can see these scars. I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel, but it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you to just believe this is real. So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do. I can't feel the way I did before, Time won't heal this damage anymore...~☾✾☥☪
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"I'm gonna go out to the forest and fetch some food for the two. I'll be back soon." Followed by the sound of a door closing, that was all this unconscious boy heard. He seemed out-cold, but in reality, he was very much awake. However, the injuries had taken its toll---as well as his terminal illness and physical disability---had rendered him extremely weak and unable to open his own eyes or make his vocals work. He didn't quite understand what happened, or where he was...he just felt so lost and helpless. All he wanted now was his beloved older sister, Alima. But most importantly...he was running an errand for his beloved two youngest sisters, and he hadn't come back home yet. 'I..I need to wake up..I have to get up..go back home...I cannot keep them waiting..' Trying to make his arm move, the boy couldn't muster up enough strength to do so. He couldn't even make his hand cringe. The boy then felt...hands get pressed down onto his chest; trying to open his eyes faintly, he couldn't see who was helping him, but he still feel the pressure on his chest. Though his vision was still swallowed in blackness, he could make out an aura of what seemed to be very kind, welcoming, powerful, and holy.
Finally getting some strength back into his body, the boy managed to make his hand cringe, then slowly lift it up in a very shaky manner, reaching out for the light on the ceiling above him. He mouthed the Egyptian word for "help", but no voice had come. As his body started to feel a little more stronger by the minute, he managed his open his eyes half-way to finally see his helper; a young lady with long, white flowing hair, icy blue skin, and a ice white flower like dress (Suzume). The boy closed his eyes for a few moments before completely opening them again, his eyes being an enlightened gold color. His skin, being tan, but was quite darkened, and bore smooth yet somewhat spiky raven-black hair. Despite his current clothing wear being ripped to shreds and half of his body being covered in bandages, it seems you may call this boy Abdul-Rahim Altaf Lutfi, or Rahim for short; Tank for a nickname even.. Eyeing Suzume, Rahim sat up half-way and titled his head to the side in a childish manner, blinking a few times.
"Ah..." He didn't know where to start. Rahim was in so much shock of all that happened...he couldn't even remember what had happened to him exactly; and with so many questions crammed up in his throat, all he could do was..blink a few more times and scratch at his eyes in a sleepy, child-like manner. With his vision slowly going in and out of blackness, Rahim laid back down on the bed and tried to muster up more strength to move the rest of his body; but in doing so, Rahim just collapsed all together, falling back unconscious. For a boy diagnosed with Maleria, Kohler's Disease II, and now with the genetic's of a werewolf, there was no telling just how poor Rahim was going to handle this.
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☪☥✾☾~I am a little bit insecure, a little unconfident, 'cause you don't understand I do what I can, but sometimes I don't make sense. I am what you never wanna say, but I've never had a doubt. It's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you for once just to hear me out. So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do;
face away and pretend that I'm not. Time won't heal this damage anymore, I can't feel the way I did before...!~☾✾☥☪
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((O.O.C: Edited...poor Rahim. D: ))
Theme Song: Faint | Linkin Park
Currently Feeling: Unconscious; in pain, confused, frightened, stressed.
Current Outfit: Black T-shirt, gray jeans, white and slate-gray sneakers; all ripped up to near shreds.
Whereabouts: Inside of a cabin in the words--- Morning.
Specimen Identification: Werewolf.
Wolf Form: Active/Inactive
Music Box: Prophecy | Adrian von Ziegler |
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 4:29 pm
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((OOC: New ghost girl image, tell me what you think....))
Suzume listened and watched as Hisagi petted Atsuko. She didn't feel mad, nor jealous, just content that someone could physically tend to Atsuko. She herself was never able to help, only oversee and give advice. Atsuko had pushed herself to the limit, something she hadn't done since the first day as a werewolf. The day she nearly died... It saddened and made her feel dead. She was dead, for years now, but it made her realize that she was only a presence, a ghost. Suzume curled her fist against her heart as she felt the darkness of depression fill her. Ghostly droplets flowed from her eyes and dissappeard as soon as they left her face, and her body shook with silent sobs. She uncurled her hand and gazed at her arms. They were pale, blue, and hazy. A impression in this world. Something that wasn't suppose to exist. Suzume didn't know why she didn't pass on, but her mission for now was to help Atsuko and protect her in any way she can.
Suzume was interupted from her sad thoughts when Hisagi moved. He had begun to wrap himself in bandages, causing Atsuko to slightly move. She pushed her thoughts into Atsuko's, and felt her drained body fill with pain. Even though Hisagi was careful Atsuko felt every painful move that Hisagi had made. Atsuko, in her mind, begged for Suzume to stay quiet. Suzume didnt even twitch her lips as she granted her sister's wish. That at least she could do. Even in agony Atsuko was kind, and didn't trouble anyone with her thoughts. Suzume knew this was wrong, but she couldn't help in any other way. Suzume closed her eyes and pulled some of the pain into her. It worked and thankfully Suzume couldn't feel the pain. Her earthly body was gone, never to hold a single sensation again.
Suzume listened to Hisagi's proposal and felt her depression seep into her. She wouldn't be able to help like Hisagi could. Suzume looked at the already bloodied bandages around Hisagi. Following what Atsuko would have wished she stood on her feet and stayed behind Hisagi. Suzume wanted to help in any way she can, wether it was to tend to the injured wolf or to help Hisagi. Atsuko mentally pushed Suzume to chose Hisagi. Suzume smiled and did as Atsuko wished. Another wish granted, another plea given, another way to help Atsuko. Something Suzume could sometimes do. Suzume stepped outside with Hisagi, the wind pushed against Hisagi's hair, but Suzume couldn't feel it. She sighed and reached out to gently touch Hisagi's shoulder.
"I'll come along, I'll help when you need it..." Her voice was but a whisper when she spoke. Suzume gave a small smile and slowly begain to dissappear so she wouldn't be seen by anything Hisagi was tracking. She debated in her mind how to help as she kept in pace with hisagi. |
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 12:15 am
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FangBro In response to Suzume~~ Still happy Atsuko has a new buddy now (Rahim). Yaaaay >w<
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx►► Hisagi, Monster, Mr. Werewolf, Fufu-cuddly-poopsy-doozles.
✖◆✖The Chivalrous Werewolf✖◆✖
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◆✖◆~You were that foundation-- I followed, so taken. So conditioned I could never let go. Then sorrow, then sickness-- Then the shock when you flipped it on me. So hollow, so vicious. So afraid I couldn't let myself see -- That I could never be held, Back or up no, I'll hold myself. Forget the rest, let them know my hell. Let the rest be the tale they tell.~◆✖◆
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Walking down the elegant stone steps of the cabin, Hisagi was careful to watch his step. He knew well that he should be resting right now, but as a big-brother figure to Atsuko and..a helper to the new guy, Hisagi wanted to do his best to help out the latter's. Once he was down the steps, Hisagi began to trek his way through the woods. In his own thoughts, he was at a conflict at whether to stay at the cabin or leave the cabin. 'Atsuko is really counting on me as a big-brother, and Suzume can't exactly do too much other than act as a guardian angel, so she's also counting on me. So if I left, not only would be a selfish move, but it'd be a full-blown betrayal...' Sighing to himself, he finally came to a decision: He would stay with his new friends whom he now calls "family". Feeling the wind push against his hair, he closed his eyes for a few seconds and embraced it. To him, this felt so refreshing even on a hot summer's day. Turning his head immediately and whirling around when he felt someone touch his shoulder, Hisagi relaxed soon after once he saw that it was Suzume, speaking to him in a whisper that that she'd come along and help him when he needed it. He smiled, nodding to her; "Thank you."
Going on with his trek through the woods, Hisagi finally made it to a small town. The roads on the side were dirt while the main ones were made of asphalt, some being gray colored bricks. The buildings bore red shingle roofs, white four-pane and eight-pane windows, and were built from either wood or a variety of multicolored bricks. All in all, it was a nice town, and it was nearby the docks of the Pacific Ocean. Walking into town, he noticed a flyer pasted on the window of a building; it was a missing person's posting. It was a picture of a tall young man with dark tan skin, smooth but somewhat spiked raven-black hair, and hazel-brown eyes with a medical patch on his cheek. His ears were had golden gemstone piercings, and a necklace with a red gemstone charm; a black T-shirt, gray jeans, white and slate-gray sneakers. The most uncanny thing of all was...was the fact that this was the very same boy back at the house who was unconscious and critically injured.
Looking at the poster more, he could now identify the boy that was back at the house; Abdul-Rahim Altaf Lutfi. 'Unusual name for a boy...and last seen in a super market buying goods...wait a minute...!!' Paying his attention down towards the date of the poster of where Rahim was last seen, it was yesterday. 'Holy s**t this boy really is recent...he's lucky, too...having loved ones file this for him. He'll want to see this while in recovery.' Taking the poser off the window and folding it up, Hisagi placed it in his pants pocket and proceeded to make his way towards the market. Once inside, he bought a pre-made professionally cooked rotisserie chicken, roasted lamb, sweet bread rolls, dog biscuits, and clothing. That's when he stopped in his tracks; 'Shoot...please tell me I have money for this..' Taking out his wallet and opening it up, he was relieved. After leaving the market with the items, he began to walk past an alley where he saw puddles of blood on the floor. Walking into the alley-way, he noticed pieces of ripped up clothing. Analyzing the pool of blood on the ground carefully, he noticed that it was now somewhat hardened; still moist, but hardened. 'Now who was the murderous b*****d that turned the poor kid? I promised myself I'd stop this from happening and now this...'
Perking up almost immediately at the sound of a blood-curdling scream across town, Hisagi unknowingly perked up his wolf ears and tail and dashed off immediately. After a few minutes of running, he noticed a young woman getting attacked by a gray wolf. Taking out his sword, he dashed in front of her and slashed at the wolf. Thankfully, since his sword was made from copper, Hisagi truly had no intention of probably poisoning the "werewolf", as he just wanted to rescue the woman. The same wolf attempted to lunge at Hisagi again, but Hisagi had countered its lunge by punching its jaw, watching it dash off. Picking up the woman, he then began to run out into the streets for help...until the fight caught the attention of some police officers. Watching the woman get carried off in a stretcher into a hospital truck, he was soon questioned by a police officer.
"You heard the blood-curdling scream all the way across the town?"
"Yes, officer. It was actually pretty faint from where I was standing, but I still heard it." Lies. Hisagi heard it full blast; he just couldn't say what any idiot would say: "Oh yeah, I heard it cause I'm a werewolf."
Raising an eye-brow at Hisagi, the officer eyed his wolf ears and tail. "Sir, why do you have wolf ears and a wolf tail?" Hisagi gulped quietly to himself. 's**t...didn't know I had them out...' "I was on my way to a friend's house. We were having an animal themed party and I decided to take the wolf."
After an hour of questioning from the cops, they soon drove off to the hospital to interrogate the victim. 'Hope she didn't become one of us now...poor woman...but that wolf...where the hell did that b*****d go?' Turning around, he saw the same wolf standing there, shaking. "How long do you plan on standing there? You're going to bleed to death if you don't help yourself."
Following the wolf into the woods and behind some thick trees, the wolf turned back into a man with a slight beard, brown hair, Caucasian skin, and green eyes. "Smart allick aren't ya? Figurin' me out so quick.."
"You made pretty stupid moves yourself. Normal wolves wouldn't stand there if they were outmatched and injured. But I have a question...did you have the full intention of actually making that woman one of us?"
"Nah," The man huffed, ripping off his shirt and wrapping it around the wounds Hisagi had dealt on him. "I just wanted to have a little fun; besides, even though I did bite her, I didn't sink my fangs in too deep...agh!" Rubbing his jaw, the man glared up at Hisagi. "You're a hard puncher, man...that means you must be pretty experienced...mind teaching me those skills of yours?"
"After you just attacked a woman, then tried to attack me? Forget it. You're on your own. Besides, my hands are already full as is, now leave. You already caused enough trouble as it is right now." Grinning, the man smiled and transformed back into a wolf, dashing off into the thickness of the trees. Looking at his hands, Hisagi sighed. 'I dropped my items when I went to go see what was up...guess I have to re-buy them...' Walking out of the woods, he began to make his way back to the grocery store until he was confronted by a darling nine-year-old. "Es'cuse me, sir? Are these your groceries? I found them in the middle of the stweet." Looking inside the bag, it totally was. He nodded, then patted the girl's head. "Why, yes it is. Thank you kindly." Nodding mannerly to the girl's mother's, they exchanged looks before Hisagi and the two parted ways. With that, Hisagi made his way back to the woods of the house, unknowing that the strange man he had met up with earlier was now following him....
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◆✖◆~Test my will, test my heart. I've seen that frustration, been crossed and lost and told "No". And I've come back unshaken, let down and lived and let go. So you can let it be known -- I don't hold back, I hold my own. I can't be mapped, I can't be cloned. I can't fall back, I came too far. Hold myself up and love my scars. Let the bells ring wherever they are...~◆✖◆
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((O.O.C: Whoaaaaaa I love the new ghost girl image! It definitely suits Suzume! And she's so cute! blaugh ))
Theme Song: Lost In The Echo | Linkin Park
Currently Feeling: Awake; stoic, kind-hearted, peeved, protective, high-alert.
Current Outfit: Black tank-top, black long gloves with golden metal lining, extra-large black cotton scarf, black belt with golden metal lining, black combat boots, and sword sheath strap around his back and the front of his chest.
Whereabouts: The woods faraway from Atsuko's cabin--- Morning.
Specimen Identification: Werewolf.
Wolf Form: Active/Inactive
Music Box: Kiss The Rain | Yiruma |
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