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| Where do your loyalties lie? |
| Adrian |
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| Myself |
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| Fate |
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 Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:44 pm
((speaking of sophisticated))
Ophelia kneeled down and reached out to gently stroke the poor girl’s hair. She winced a little as if toughing her brought back a memory of someone. She studied the black feathers a little and resisted plucking one from the fallen’s wings.
Ophelia slowly placed her hand under Isha’s chin, the tips of her fingers touching and gently lifting Isha’s face up to look at her.
Rise, fallen one. Have some pride. As I said you mustn’t let yourself succumb to weakness, let alone show it in front of others. Your journey should not be one of wandering the scorched earth lost and without a place to be.
The holy war does not go away from becoming a deserter. There is no middle ground. Soon the sky will be torn aswell, and the fate of all will be by the side that they have taken. ”
Ophelia looked back at the group like everything she had just said was not just addressed at the dark seraphim in training.
"This world is ours children, lets take it”
Ophelia let out a hysterical laugh of joy. She looked back down at Isha with a slight grin offering a hand to help her up.
Ill allow you the decision of your fate. Wander the wastes or follow my lead”
(( ooc: tell me if im saying too much in one post to reply to X D i mean to leave things open))
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:53 pm
(sure; It's okay 3nodding I noticed that; Yep they don seem hostile, but with the esteemed title of general of Hell behind Ophelia, merely being near is terrifying. Isha was a common angel in status before falling from grace. She holds no hatred toward Heaven, though she realizes neither is truly good or evil; She guessed it pretty well for the most part; Yep 3nodding I'm pretty easy going with role plays and everyone here is so nice so no problem at all. The posts can always be edited if something happened that shouldn't of happened. wink )
Yeah thats always true (editting). But yeah im looking forward to the char development of your tragic girl haha X D
btw kestral i lol'd at
"However, regardless of that, I cannot truly say that I feel comfortable with sending any of my men to risk their lives in a war that started because of your relationship issues with Hell's General." " and the raction after that announcment X D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:03 am
(I didn't mean to make her tragic just wasn't wanting her to be a big fighting character sweatdrop and yes that last line was pretty funny. Oh, you forgot about Ramella.)
Isha tensed at first, but then relaxed. Her eyes no longer held fear but confusion. She felt as if someone was close to her besides Ophelia, closer in fact. Isha did as bidden and stood like she could hold her ground against those around her, even though she couldn't. Upon being offered the hand, from the earlier speech she felt inspired to grab it, moving her hand closer. She then halted for a moment, her eyes looking down in thought.
'Would this be a sin... No, but it would be frowned upon...'
A new voice seemed to come alive in Isha's mind, born from this experience, a spark of self esteem. A voice that knew how to sway her in the right way to do things. During this distracted time, Ramella fell to the ground.
'Come on, go for it! This way you'll be able to help people instead of wondering around alone... and sad. Take this opportunity to be happy!'
A smile came to Isha's lips and she looked toward Ophelia determined as she grabbed her hand and stood, wings stretching to their full length. Looking away from Ophelia she noticed Ramella and her expression went to worry and she hurried over to her leaning down to help.
"Are you okay?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:01 am
As Ramella looked up she began to stammer 'I-I-I'm ...ok.' Then she backed away from the two figures. And then stared into Xisa's eyes. She quickly closed her eyes and willed Xisa to hear her message 'Why are you upset?'. Then she quickly flung open her eyes and said 'Who are you both?' Ramella's mind was screaming at her to run but she stood still. She creaqted a curtain of long flowing black hair in between Ophelia and herself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:12 am
As Ophelia and Isha looked at her, Ramella quickly tensed into a fighting stance, you were vulnerable crouching down. You had to keep both eyes at the enemy and make sure there are no other surrounding people who could ambush. No matter what she had heard in the Angel's mind, it could always, be just an act.
Ramella looked warily at Ophelia through her curtain of hair. Small balls of flame danced around Ramella's feet. It lit up the whole dark seen and gave enough light for her to see both faces of both figures closely. Ophelia's body was tatooed with a wide range of deep violet swirls and marks. Isha's blue hair was beutiful and the colour of the turqoise sea.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 7:13 pm
My whole existence is flawed...Morgance shrieked slightly and jumped in her seat when Kestral and Ruzylle raised their voices. She had never been comfortable around people shouting. She could not help, though, but to sympathize with Ruzylle, for she had learned long ago how half breeds were treated by less sophisticated angels and demons in the past. During the entire dispute, the younger Seraphim hung her head, looking into her lap where her fingers were twisting the end of her skirt.
Adrian, in demeanor, was the exact opposite of her ward. Yes, the shouting had caught her by surprise, but she let her visage remain calm. She was a General, after all, and couldn't be seen by a group of people she was hoping to impress like she was a scared child. She inwardly scowled at Morgance's cowardly display. What am I going to do with that girl? She grinned diplomatically when she was addressed once again, clearing her throat before she spoke. "I've never been one for titles, Lord Kestral. Adrian will suit me just fine. I will not be offended if you so choose to call me by my first name."
Her smile faltered a bit at his next statement. The Seraphim waited for the noise to die down before she rebutted, struggling to keep her tone even. "Are you to say that you are accusing me of starting a war over a simple lovers' quarrel? Lord Kestral, I assure you, anything that was between Ophelia and I ended the moment we were separated into Heaven and Hell. After this world collapsed. We are no longer lovers, and I feel no positive emotions toward her. I merely believe that she has no claim over this earth. Seeing as you live here, I would assume that you want to keep it. This war is not because I had a disagreement with my ex-lover..." The last word was heavily emphasized. It is because I want to keep Earth a free realm! If Ophelia gets her hands on it, there's no telling what she'll do!" Adrian's chest heaved as her speech came to a close.
Morgance lifted her head to stare at her General, surprise permeated her visage. Ophelia? And Adrian? Lovers?! I never knew that... Adrian has some explaining to do... The young angel let her gaze return to her skirt which now had a rip in it from her wearing on it. The leather strap where her flute was holstered was clearly visible through this rip. Morgance sighed for her nervous habit had caused her to ruin yet another article of her clothing....You get me Closer to God.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:59 pm
 Kestral lowered his hand down over his mouth, wiping the sweat from his furrows. He was under immense pressure, Heaven would provide a valuable ally to protect his home, but unfortunately he felt that he would lose many of his followers if he were to side with the ones who had exiled them in the first place. He wiped his thumb over his brow and then removed his hand from his face to wipe his hand along the ceremonial-esque bottoms he was wearing.
"Let me explain myself. I saw what happened through this very chamber. Fate called to me and showed you and your once lover. Now, up until that happened, there was little more than a fight here or there. A dead angel or demon showed up once in a while and all dues were paid in sacrifice from the other realm. Once you had your spat with Ophelia, you changed all that. Now every angel and demon must fight for survival and ultimately, Creation. I understand that you want to prove Ophelia unworthy of such a privelege, but there seems to be an underlying motive. Almost like you want to prove to her that you are simply better than her, which wouldn't matter if you hadn't had a previous connection with her. Any other general would simply want to cut off the head of the opposing army and crush the body of said army." Kestral stated blatantly, not masking any of his words with his usual vicar which seemed to eloquently permeate his dialogue.
"Now, I don't truly care for either side in this war. I can't say that I want either of your sides to win. Heaven has shut us out, and we don't deserve Hell's flames, so our priorities lie strictly on our own self preservation. We don't care who replenishes this planet, so long as they leave us be. And if it is Hell who wins your war, and they attempt to besiege my island, my warriors will slay each and every invader as they set foot on our soil. Don't make the mistake of assuming that we are in need of help, you could do the same with all your angels and each one would be slain promptly and without mercy. However, neither of these is something that I wish to happen." Kestral said, thinking long and hard before he finished.
"...If you are in need of support, you may recieve the aid of two of my warriors. You may decide which two you shall enlist, assuming that they will want to join you." Kestral said, then held up his right hand with his fingers outstretched.
"Xylar, Gizan, Vayne, Elarys, Rage, Zindell, and Ambryn, dress yourselves in your finest raiment and line up on the Circle Stone. You are about to be drafted." Kestral ordered to the warriors who lined his sides. There were seven Kurai salutes as they lowered themselves out of the stepped sides of their seats. Kestral remained in his, and the other Kurai slowly began to exit the Temple now that the conference was over.
"Hmph" Was all Kestral had to say as he propped his other foot on the pedestal and leaned his head back.((My mom is passed the fork out! I stacked three pillows on her face while she was in the chair just to see if she would wake up. Needless to say, she didn't.))
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:08 pm
(( umm... sorry about forgetting ramella. I got confused concidering She has just popped out of nowhere. No biggy though, just in future when entering a scene its less confusing if you state where you came from, how you got there or even why, x- Akiyama Mio -x wink
.))
Ophelia turned around and looked slightly down at the young girl who suddenly appeared.
"oh my, talk about many surprises in one go."
Ophelia watched the confused girl become quickly hostile and watched her interesting technique of creating a barrier using her hair. Her expression however, wasnt exactly the look of been impressed though.
She smiled at the pup who was trying to show signs of teeth and moved her face slightly to the side barely catching the wind of the erupted fire the vampire girl conjured.
"sweety, don't play with fire. Your going to get yourself burned."
Ophelia's look wasnt of her recent mellowed self, she was smiling, but her eyes showed seriousness. She held out her hand and sent a force of flame control to the untrained witch to dispell her flames away.
Ophelia's other hand laid to the side of her waist in a position to ready a weapon if the little unpredictable GIRL stepped out of line even further.
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Opapcta caused another flank by manuavering himself into a position to souround the vamp aswell. Not that he felt needed but the teeth on her looked sharp and he heard vampire young tend to bite everything they come across.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:18 pm
((And beyond that, it's important that you try to read up on the battle/encounter between the person your posting towards and whoever they are posting with. It keeps you in the loop. And you should also try to make sure that there is a point to your encounter. It keeps the plot moving.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 3:15 am
Luna pulled her hand away fast, hissed, baring her teeth and pulled back, instinctively adopting a fighting stance, extending her claws, ready to repel the intruder.
"Who am I, WHO AM I?", Luna said, "Who are you and what are you doing in master Adrians house. She ran her eyes up and down the strange girl and advanced now. "You better tell me who you are!, my name is Luna and I've been put in charge of minding this house, and you're trespassing"
"Drystan, Drystan, where are you?", the neko called without taking her sharp eyes off the stranger
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 6:25 am
The Fullmetal Princess Zombi3_Kill0r (( Its a HE, not a she stare )) "Fine then, tear me up, I don't give a crap. Ive been through worse than a few kitty claws." he said in a monotone voice. He got up and walked outside the house and disappeared, leaving a cloud of dust where he once stood. ((She was addressing Reki, not you, dear... .___.)) (( *deletes post* ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 7:24 am
Ignoring Luna's threats Reki put a hand to her chin looking up in thought.
"Luna, Luna.... ~Luna..."
She said it slowly the third time emphasizing each of the two syllables in the beautiful name. She then lowered her view back to Luna and brought her hands to chest level, the one once under her chin now indicating Luna with a point. Reki's red eyes looking into Luna's.
"Oh yea I do remember reading that you live with her. Okay then. You shouldn't leave the door open, this is Heaven... but still. People could get in."
Reki nodded folding her arms, not smirking or smiling at all to realize the irony of her words, then turned and walked back to the chair she got up from and continued thinking about what she should say when the General arrives.
"I think I seemed a tad too suffocating and flattering that time. Hmm."
She placed her hands below her chin and rested her head upon them in thought, seemingly in her own little world. Her metallic wings were folded comfortably to her sides, covering her as if a blanket was draped over her shoulders.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 11:46 am
Ramella stared in shock at the extinguished fire. But kept her stance. She shook her hair away and stared at Ophelia straight into her eyes. 'Who...are...you? You wanted me to join you in my dream' She spoke with a brave and annoyed voice. She wouldn't show weakness any time soon. At least not to HER.
Then Ramella tried to delve into Ophelia's mind. But she couldn't! Ophelia had a strong wall! But to be honest, Ramella's powers WERE untrained. She had never used them before until last week. And she didn;t know HOW to train them.
Something was behind Ophelia. It alerted Ramella's mind but she decided to focus on it later. Ramella then looked at both. She could probably fend Isha off if she tried to harm her. Ramella might even of had been able to injure Isha before she could make her getaway. But Ophelia was something else...
'Who are you?' she repeated. Her voice echoing around the room.
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