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Valkyrie
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A cloud of breath huffed out into the darkness, little more than a puff of steam in the cold night air; But even this noise was lost in the echo of traffic and voices only the next street over. None had heard the worried growls at her approach, nor the pained whimper as slender fingers curled around snowy fur.. Now crimson and sticky as the little beast’s warmth faded away in her hands. Wind ruffled her hair and Val tiled her head back thoughtfully, distracted by the sweet chill that washed over the gore-soaked alley and her small blood-marked frame. She was kneeling, her back to the alley mouth and her long pale hair trailing this way and that over the bricks that made up the ground. She had followed the little beast here, a dog.. Because the voices said to, whispering things of how sweet it would taste.

Dropping the small furry body Val lifted her hand to her mouth, flicking her tongue over her fingers as if to enjoy the flavorful crimson that still stained her skin.. Aloof eyes studying the little dog from under the thick fringe of her lashes. He was such a cute little creature, but she felt no regret in killing it.. nor drinking what blood was contained in the little beast, though she’d had to damage him a little too to slow him down at first. Reaching down with her free hand the girl started to stroke the still-white part of the dog’s fur, fingers trailing from behind his ears and over the arch of his back as she avoided the tears and blood stains thoughtfully. Poor puppy.. he’d been a good boy..

But he had taken her place, and had to pay for it. He had smelled like him. The one she was looking for, though his face was still unknown to her she knew that scent as well as her own.. Because it was her job to find him. They wanted him, whomever they were, and honestly the girl did not want to share him with anyone.. Not those that had sent her out to hunt for this stranger, or even this little puppy. She'd forgotten, still couldn't remember everything, but why should she care what her name or mission was? Val knew when she wanted something. He had to wake up, and become the male she knew him to be.. This puppy had taken her place at his side.

Valkyrie
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Hearing his voice Valkyrie blinked, her head tilting up and back until she could meet his gaze over her shoulder.. locks of pale hair tumbling down her back as a jovial light fell over her expression. Him.. it was him! Hair of white, eyes of silver and gold, armor crafted of Night-Taint and Silver Steel.. He was the one she'd spied in the looking glass, and had came to find past the shadows of her homeland.

Ignoring the corpse of his pet the girl climbed to her feet, turning with a happy enthusiasm towards the man.. and tossing herself against his larger frame, her arms slipping around the cold metal and body-heated leather so she could cuddle against the warm fabric over his abs. Finally she could touch him like this, it hardly mattered that she was clad in blood and he would have no idea whom she was.. He was hers, and she would be his first! All for the sake of waking him up, she had come so far. And he was asking if she was well, as though he really cared.. Overjoyed Val hugged him tightly, uncaring of the smudges of blood she spread onto his armor. " Val is fine, she came to find you! But that beast was in the way, so she ate it for you~"

Valkyrie
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Uwwhaaa.. He was upset, had she not pushed him hard enough? Feeling the cold metal of his sword against her neck the girl relaxed, looking up with a relieved smile as she realized the position they were in. But he did not go through with it, simply fighting himself instead of finishing the desire to kill. Perhaps.. he needed a bit more to awaken.. After he did so this sort of pain would never touch him again, and her Masters would be overjoyed at her success.

Why, he asked.. Lifting her hand the girl reached up to the left side, touching near the tip of his sword with gentle fingers.. allowing her head to fall back down and rest her cheek against the warmth of his leather-clad abs. If she had lived to grow older, she would have wanted someone like him to marry.. It was why she had chosen to pursue him instead of letting someone else, since she was only a pawn in this greater game why couldn't she at least pick what her life went towards? Awakening the Necrosyphel was something only she, whom loved him, could do! Snuggling against Matimune Val gave a cheerful hum, her fingers sliding cleverly around his blade with subtle movements as she answered him willingly. " You are going to help revive the old way, and take vengeance. We name you..." Her grip tightened, blood trickling down her hand as the blade bit into her skin.. but she still smiled, as if honestly happy with the situation. She was his first taboo kill because she had felt love for him from the first time she'd witnessed his image in that old looking glass, but after this.. she would not be the last. He would make them remember everything they thought they had left behind in the last war.

".. Necrosyphel, the Fallen." Gathering her magic the girl closed her eyes, still smiling so very sweetly as she forced it into him through their contact.. and gave a surprisingly strong jerk to his blade. Metal bit into flesh, and Valkyrie was no more.. a severed head falling to the ground as her body remained in his embrace, blood spattering with shocking force against the area around them.

She was here at last. After so much strife and struggle; years in the making and battling creature and her own self doubts it had been a while since she had made her way back here. But now here she was, the bussel of the city roaring in her ears. The hussel of the people and all they wanted to do or get done...always in a hurry it was feeling like. To her eyes and ears it was noisy but it was also a welcome reminder, along with the wafting scents on the air. Some mouthwater, relaxing while others putrid. All of this mixed together as Nikee'Da stood there in the city center.

"Neutral City...how you haven't change these 6 or so years..." she breathed out adjusted the heavily worn pack however still sturdy by sight of the thick leather.

Nikee'Da had finally managed to get up the nerve to return to her home city. This place brought a lot of bad and pleasing memories. Being it six or so years since her mothers death, she hadn't returned but as she thought more about it recently it felt the right time. Standing here staring up at the buildings and Hope Academy she had changed a lot since she left, been through a lot.

Sighing she chuckled as she walked on once more towards the leisure distract of the city; inns, taverns and entertainment it was endless. "Let's see what else may have changed along side me...its been a long trek, a cold drink would nice..." droned the redhead slip of a young woman as she headed toward a tavern both welcoming and interesting.

Walking through the busy streets when she entered the city and looking at this area, through the years she wasn't the only one that had changed. Shops may have stayed in the same place but the names and people have changed, same with the taverns. Or the people didn't change but the tavern did and the people loitering outside had changed.

Like the one she saw ahead, still looking the same however aged and more dingy, those outside not as friendly as the ones she remembered. "Change of ownership maybe..." Nikee'Da said aloud to herself.

That was when she noticed the hissing noises and the dispersing of the crowd as if to avoid something. Heading forward out of curiosity, the redhead found a younger boy and a dog having a heck of a time with a cat of all things. And the poor thing looked like it was in a right state; stickers and springs in its fur a long with a look of fear in its fluctuated eyes. Peering over the boy's shoulder she tsked aloud.

"Poor thing...the cat and you; you have you hands full with that one," she murmured in a soft tone before straightening and turning to face the young man with her arms out. "Give him here, you won't get him to calm down holding him out like that. Cats need to know that they have a secure footing, if you were flailing about in the air frightened two sticks holding you up wouldn't feel very comforting."

With the agitated animal in her arms, Nikee'Da made sure to hold the feline's back paws securely and away from flesh as much as possible while the rest of it settled into the crook of her arms. Claws still present and digging in slightly, the redhead didn't react and slowly as she made soft shooing noises the cat began to settle with only slight rumbles from its chest a sign that it still would attack if frighted or attacked again.

Smiling, she looked at the young man. "Lucky for you I'm a cat person and was walking by."

((hope you don't mind if i took liberties with the cat))

Tending to the little ball of fur, she only paid half a mind to the young man and his dog. Clearly a dog person, and as Nikee'Da said she was the cat person. It wasn't a huge surprise that the dog had his ears back while peering at her or the soft growl that came not long after.

The redhead glanced at the beast but didn't pay it much mind as she continued to sooth the feline. Even got it to enjoy a little bit of a chin scratch which made Nikee'Da smile.

"Kids will be kids, however, they don't need to be cruel while doing it. They're lucky I don't find them and teach them how unpleasant it is to be teased." Her voice had a harsher undertone as Nikee'Da spoke, and a harsh look in her cyan blue eyes that almost seemed to glow slightly. Hearing him about his pranks she was at least happy he knew his limit.

"Repairing implies the cat being a machine and I'm pretty sure this one is all flesh and bone, but yes I can take care of it. Looks to be a bit of a mess and frightened is all; nothing a bath and a good grooming won't fix." Glancing around she looked for anywhere that may provide free water without throwing her out due to such a stupid thing as bathing a cat. "And its not Cat Person, but Nikee'Da, and you are?"

Walking along she found a small fresh trough for some horses to drink out of while their riders filled their bellies with food and ale. Taking a seat on the ground, letting the feline rest in her lap, she began pulling the sticky materials out of the felines fur with as much care as possible.

So he had a brother, a sibling, probably an older one by the sounds of it and how he was trying to teach the younger a few things. "I just dislike cruelty, but misbehavior can be fun."

Noting that the dog had left, it did set Nikee'Da more at ease, she didn't get along with dogs well and they didn't care much for her either. Besides her focus was on the cat, and using a bit of water on her fingers to make the adhesive less stick and pull less on the cats fur. In cases of where they would not come undone, the redhead carefully cut the fur away, leaving the cat with a poor haircut unfortunately.

At the young man's introduction she looked to him upon hearing his name. "Stray? Really? You say that's what you are, but is that your actual name? Not that I mind or care...pick whatever name you like, I can call you Stray." Who was she to judge, she hated those that judged her at sight or knowledge of her heritage, least she could do was not force that judgment on to others like herself. And Stray was like her...odd, and strange, kind but perhaps a mischievous side as well.

"Dogs do have that going for them...however you don't bath a cat like a dog, you have to go bit by bit." With a single handful of water, though the cat didn't like it and yowled a bit it never clawed or dug it's claws in as Nikee'Da wiped away the much and crime. "and you're welcome, though you're really the one that saved him first...I just came along at the right time I guess."