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 Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 4:52 pm
There was a sound of gentle wings that could be heard as a pale form fluttered and touched her soft paws onto the cold grass. The night was a cold, eerie one with a touch of fog, a terrible silence, and a full moon hanging over the darkness. Loraina breathed in a soft breath, tasting the bitter cold on her tongue, before glancing with red eyes to her sides and behind her. Her nerves were on ends but she didn't know why. She felt like she was being stalked, a feeling she was not particularly fond of. Perhaps she should start moving, seek somewhere else to rest her weary wings.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 6:45 pm
 It was an uneventful night and Kutsuu grew tired of his growing boredom. There weren't many around that could keep his attention in conversation or....extracurricular activities. He had eaten his meal of freshly killed rabbits and proceeded to wander around. Still nothing found his interest. It wasn't too long that an odd smell was carried to his nose on the cool night air, someone was nearby. His ear twitched at the sound of slowed wings followed by soft paws landing on the ground.
He stood in the shadows and observed the creature before him, it was a female Ulaya, an odd winged kirin it seemed. She seemed on edge, she could feel his eyes on her, though it had been for a short time, this added to his curiosity as he emerged from the shadows behind her, without a sound. "Cold night, wouldn't you say?", his voice echoed in the still air every so slightly and sounded as cold and calm. His eyes reflected the clear sky and his silver body reflected the moons glow.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 7:38 pm
Her body tensed at the sound of a foreign voice and her long pink tail twitched nervously. Her wings stretched out as though ready to take to the skies if necessary or perhaps a threatening display. However, she turned her head slowly in a calm and quiet way, eying the stranger through loose strands of hair.
She responded with a pleasant smile, a smile that hid any insecurities lurking beneath. "Delightfully so," she replied with a soft, gentle voice that was barely carried over by still air.
She could smell blood. She could see it pouring from the wounds of his paw and over his left eye. Her vibrant eyes traced the line of his form in vague interest as she slowly turned her body to face him. This creature was an odd one and not in the way she perhaps would normally fancy. He made her nervous and she was not accustomed to being nervous. She eyed his wounds again. "Doesn't that hurt?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 12:23 am
He could see her tense somewhat nervous and unsure of him, he did come out of no where it seemed, he found it amusing. He stretched his wings, a few stray feathers falling to the ground blood dripping from them as well. He hid his smirk as he drew closer to her and walked around her, his mane and tail flickering in and out like a lively flame. "Hurt, you ask? Yes it hurts, but pain is pleasure....Pain is life's great gift..., his voice mysterious, calm and smooth as he circled closely around her, seeing her interest and worries in the depths of her eyes. His tail brushed slightly against her and flickered out like a flame as it did only to reappear closer to his body and giving off odd but pleasant aroma that he himself detested. She was nervous he could tell and she had every right to be....
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 4:51 pm
A stray feather fluttered towards her, its edges dripping with blood. She shifted away from it as she eyed it with a hind of shadow hovering over her eyes. He began to move and her eyes flickered instantly back to his form. It was like watching the enthralling dance of flames licking at the air. It draws you in, beckoning you closer. However, at the same time, you know if you get too close, it will burn you.
His words fluttered into her ears and they twitched towards him, trying to keep up with his movement as he circled her. He moved closer to her. So close that she drew her wings in, folding them tightly against her back and watching him with nervous red eyes. His tail brushed against her side and she shuttered involuntarily before jumping slightly away. She watched with hesitant fascination as it moved as though having a will of its own. "How can pain be pleasurable?" She uttered softly; she couldn't control her curiosity, her dangerous fascination. It was like trying to resist something delightful but so utterly bad for you. The scent he carried lulled her into a false sense of calm.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 7:50 pm
He snarled slightly at his own smell, but shrugged off as he took one step back and sat calmly in front of her. A calm smirk crept to his face and a slight chuckle could be heard. He looked down at his paws, his artwork of ever-bleeding cuts and scratches. though some were stitched they would never heal. He took one claw and made a new mark above his elbow on the opposite arm. He glanced back up at her, the blood glistening in the moon light and reflecting in his eyes. "Pain....is a defining factor of life....proof that you are alive....if you don't feel pain how do you know that you are indeed alive. Emotional pain, holds controversy, but you can't doubt the physical." There was a hint of mischief in his eyes as his voice remained cool and emotionless, though there was a small smile that graced his face for the briefest second as he looked in her eyes, they reminded him of blood....his closest friend.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 8:10 pm
She felt untainted compared to him. Never has she experience such pain and drew away from it as many would. It was, after all, natural instinct, wasn't it? Her breath caught in her throat as she watched him drag a claw over his own body, her red eyes dully reflecting the blood that trickled down his pelt. The color was memorizing. She quickly snapped her attention back to him when he spoke. "But you should move away from pain... in order to stay alive not find pleasure in it."
Her brows furrowed softly and she stepped towards him, eying the details of his figure more closely from the small wings on his back to the horns on his head. Her hot red eyes bore into his. "There are other ways to prove you are alive. Like love..." There was such an innocence in her eyes which flickered downwards towards his paws again. Then, a slow, sultry smile graced her lips. "or lust." her voice purred the word out sweetly like poison in the form of candy.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 8:43 pm
He chuckled at her first words, she was very interesting indeed. "Im living Pain, it's who and what I am...through pain is my way of living, though it's not always in receiving it. I've reminded many that they are indeed living...., there was a devilious flur to his words, but even more mystery. Catching on her second bit of words he stood and inched closer leaving mere centimeters between them.
His own voice deepened and his posture adjusted, taunting. His next words filled with a lusty passion. Love....lust I know enough about them all too well...", his words paused as he circled around her, touching her as he passed all the way around before returning to stand in front of her, but not quite as close as before. "Love and lust are devious....they can trick the mind....Love and lust can not wake you from your dreams or your nightmares, but pain...if you can feel it your awake and alive...otherwise you pray that you are only asleep..." He was indeed enthralled with her, she was indeed attractive, she could rival his mothers beauty, but he would never let her know that, he was a God after all, she was a mortal, magnificent as she was she was still a mortal...he was still young to the world many things still to learn.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 6:15 pm
As his words rolled off his tongue, her eyes melted with a deep fascination. Never had she met a creature like him. Then again, she had never met a God but then again, she was quite unaware yet that he was something beyond mortal. What she did know that she was quite enjoying herself the way a junkie would enjoy throwing themselves off a cliff to dive into a deep lake. The trill, the risk, and the danger made her blood roar with anticipation.
She stood her ground as he neared her and she watched with delight as he circled her. Oh how she loved the attention, she was starved for it. Her head tilt lightly and the jewelry on her ears jingled softly. She sneered softly as she felt his touch on her scales. "You could never know such things too well," she then purred back in her sweet, silky smooth voice. She then made a thoughtful sound as she considered his later words. "I see the appeal," a sweet grin was offered as she dragged her eyes over his scars. She leaned forwards with an near-angelic expression on her features. "But I see more appeal in pleasure."
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 7:28 pm
He did not hide the mischievous smirk that adorned his face. She was proving to be more interesting then he thought, if he wasn't attracted to her before he was now. "There is always new things to learn and new things to create...." His eyes twinkled as he studied her features more, taking in her every adornment and every scale. There were none like her that he'd ever seen and it made the thrill even higher.
"Pleasure is in the mind...and body of the beholder, I take pleasure in pain among other things.", he chuckled with a hint of a purr as he stepped closer to her again, but suddenly stepped back with a grin on his face. "I don't believe I've caught your name yet, what are you called?" He wasn't one to give his name first, maybe it was a way of feeling more power over the other, or his status going to his head again. Nevertheless he did give a small nod, not quite a bow, with his head as he waited to hear the 'scaled angels' name.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 11:46 pm
She took in his gaze eagerly, she tilted her head in a lovely manner, her every movement seemingly schooled and delicate. However, like her nature demands, delicacy was only one side of her sweet facade. Something more wicked lurked under pleasant smiles and sweet, clever words.
"I'm always for learning new things," she responded sweetly in a way that seemed to tempt him with her alluring voice so full of innocent and ignorance. "That's what makes living oh so interesting." Her head tilted lightly in a sensual shrug and smile.
"I haven't offered it yet," she teased with a delightfully amused pull of her soft lips. However, since manners demanded it, and she was all for manners and running along the nice and polite road, she responded his nod with a sweeping dip of her head, chest, and wing. "The name's Loraina. And what may I call you besides stranger?"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:22 pm
Kutsuu smirked at her words, but then his smirk turned into a devilish smile picturing her reaction to his next words. "Loraina, I fitting name for one of your beauty and pose. Im simply known as Kutsuu..." He bowed bending one paw over his chest in a gentlemanly manor and glanced back up at her with a grand smirk on his face and finished his introduction. "....God of Pain, at your service dear lady." As he raised his head from his bow he smiled at her, his eyes shinning mischievously.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:48 pm
She seemed to glow in pleasure at his complement, gently smiling at his gracious bow. Oh how Loraina loved this game. Then again, she loved all that reconfirms her own lovely arrogance. It was like a sweet addiction she couldn't rid herself of. What was it called again? Vanity. A sin, wasn't it?
Kutsuu. A strange name for an equally strange ulaya. But certainly not strange in a bad way. Oh no. She liked him well enough which says quite a bit. She was not fond of many, selfish little thing that she was. Not often do they amuse her. However, not often are they a God.
A graceful brow rose the barest at his final works, her bloody red eyes flickered in increased delight and fascination... and perhaps a little anticipation bordering fear. "A god?" she echoed softly in wonder. Her eyes dragged slowly across his form. "What an honor." She purred sweetly and respectfully as a lady of her upbringing should. However. slowly, a playful and alluring smile touched her lips. "Service? Hm~ what services does a God of Pain provide?"
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