Favnir ducked as he walked out the doorway to the outer training area. He approached Dani and looked down at her "seems we have a fight to do" he said. He smiled "I may seem just a beast to you but I am an honorable fighter, no cheap tricks" he held out one of his big fists for a fighters fist bump.
As she stood on the strangely ridged rock, she was taller than him by at least a head length. Dani leaned down slightly, staring at his beady golden oculars. "Aye, Mate, that we do." Her smile would grow slightly, red locks brushing against rosy cheeks, they only served to frame the bright pleased look on her face. "Can we agree not to wreck the building? Cause I dunno about youuuuuu, but, I don't want to spend most of the day cleaning it back up" If he didn't agree, well that would just be too bad for him. Fist bump later, "Let's do this as a duel. This rock here will be the mid-point and you and I will start at opposite ends." Dani would jump down from it. Again she looked at him, only this time, he was considerably taller than her. "You go there, I will go over there." Her fingers pointed in the designated ends. With a quick nod, she'd take off in a quick jog to her side of the courtyard, turning once she reached it. They'd be roughly 40 meters from each other.
"On go?" Her thumb jutting into the air, Ah hell. "GO!," she yelled, hand dropping down. He'd advance first, she'd only react in kind.
Ares watching quietly would wonder how his master's progress had been going for all this time. Honestly the machine did not understand why his master did not ask him to come with him this time but it had seemed things were easier than appeared.... Or so he thought. Ares' Visor lit up bright red as his rifle had seemed to shoot up into the air for his hands to quickly grab it out of the air and jam a large clip into the chamber of his rifle. His vocal optics would yell towards the trainees. "Back Up Call: 0089. Ares requested for Fire Support. Trainees please keep up your Spar. Captian requires help." he spoke before rushing out of the training zone
That had been a lot of work, but he was home now, and he wouldn't waste his time with Maria or Isis. At least not for the night. He looked around and examined his students, although he sort of seemed like he... wasn't there. Like, he had something on his mind that canceled everything out. He was looking quietly at them using his 'other' vision, seeing what sort of thoughts they had lodged inside of them. Simple ones, ambitious ones, sexual ones. Huh. Anyway, flipping off that little switch, the 'Emperor' decided he'd just play around a little bit. He knew that personality was his strong point, and so he'd press that. Picking a random student between... well, two students, he seemed to improvise the perfect strategy. He stepped over, pacing around the general direction of Nick, and well. Totally nonchalantly, he started to dangle his tail around, whipping back and forth. It'd probably drive him crazy, and make him want to pounce it. Kiranu had to be his favorite of all the supernaturals, as they had these adorable little traits about them. It reminded him of Elizabeth, although she was always more collected than her peers.
xxxxx He froze, he was standing there the whole time, watching everyone have their fun and enjoy themselves. He wanted to just lay in the tree nearby and nap while Fable played him a soft lullaby, but that had to wait. Something had caught his eye. His ears perked up and his tail began to sway. Something new had caught his interest but he fought hard to resist his urges like a good kitten. He shut his eyes tight and tuned the visuals out. He seemed pretty okay with self control, for like, two seconds. His eyes and body darted towards the tail, making him pounce on it and begin playing with it, chuckling softly as he enjoyed it too much. Way too much. It became the entire fixation of his attention and he didn't know why. He just continued to play with it, not caring who saw. What made things worse, or better if you thought this sort of thing was cute, he was purring on top of that...like a motorboat. He had no shame.
Oh lord. That warranted more of a reaction than he thought. Kiranu had this habit of going... animistic when their attention was roused. Suddenly, Raphael was practically being dragged onto the ground by the Kiranu gripping at his tail, and he felt no need to resist. He fumbled onto the floor, his tail continuing to dart around as the Kiranu went mad trying to keep grip of it. "Ah-ha! Stop it!" Jesus, this was totally not good for his royal image. The Incubus turned around, and made it apparent to Nicholas that he was tail-raping the King. Then, when Nicholas' attention couldn't be more focused at the dangling black strain of flesh, the Incubus pulled out a string from his bag, whipping it around in front of the Kiranu's face. "Can't catch it!" He probably couldn't, actually. Raphael was pretty damn fast, and there was no way he was letting this guy have his string!
xxxxx His eyes sharpened as he saw the string. That goddamn string and all of its beauty, it was sparkling, gift-wrapped, and all his. He wanted it. More than anything in the entire galaxy, more than scratches the behind the ears, fish, and pie. He pounced for the string with incredible speed for a Trainee, but then again, this was THE KING that he was thinking about, surely he would be faster than him. His instincts didn't care, he wanted string now, and he was gonna get it. With a sharpened mewl, he reached and grabbed for the string, probably failing.
The King rolled around, dodging the advance of the Kiranu. Then, he immediately jumped up onto his toes, and started running circles around Nicholas. "Hah. You suck." He laughed loudly for a moment, then gripped the Kiranu's shoulders, stopping him from really being able to move. The string dangled out of his mouth, being held by his teeth. He'd never be able to catch it! "So," His voice slurred, as he couldn't really open his mouth to verbalize very much. "What's your name, fuzzy-ears?" The Incubi lifted his hand to scratch at the guy's ears, if anything to calm him down. He didn't want him going homicidal over a string. "I'm Raphael. Raphael Giletti." He'd probably known that already, but being well-known wasn't an excuse to not introduce yourself.
xxxxx He hissed as Raphael dodged and the string wasn't caught. The fur on his ears and tail stood on end and his teeth showed. Before he could even be angry, he was put down further to the ground like a servant polishing the royal floors. His face twisted in a very frustrated and livid manner, his eyes grew even sharper, not because of the restraint, but because of the goddamn string. "I WANT THE STRING! I WANT IT! I WANT IT! I WANT I-n-nyaaaaaaan~!" His rage within mere seconds subsided as he felt his ears being scratched by the King, Raphael's hands were gentle and a once furious Nick became soft. His tail swished from left to right and his ears twitched to the feeling, "N-Nicholas. Nicholas A-Anthis..." He mewled softly and tried to put his focus back on the string but couldn't.
The string seemed to disappear, possibly because it just got covertly electrocuted into dust. Poor little Nicholas. He would never be the string-master, and he'd always be made fun of by the other kittens at the humane society. Or something. Anyway. "Cool down, Nicholas." Kiranu were so weird. People always had a problem respecting them, and it was probably because they had these weird outbreaks and they were lulled by the strangest of things. Strings? Songs? Flashing lights? It was sort of plebeian. Then again, Incubi had a reliance on becoming someone's b***h. That was probably a lot more degrading. "I like that name, you know -- Anthis. It rolls off the tongue." As if to emphasize it, he whispered it once more. Everyone else had such complicated, harsh surnames. He didn't enjoy hearing them or speaking them, so to him it was if they had no surname at all. "Nicholas," he smiled at the young Kiranu, "Or Nya; whatever that blasted noise you keep making is -- want to get better acquainted to your King? I've done so much today in favor of the country. I'd like to just sit back and get to know one of my future men-at-arms." It didn't even take a blink, or a bat or a glance. His allure began to radiate from his body, which would entrance Nicholas far more than that string.
xxxxx Something was off about this man, sure, he was a king. THE KING. But then again, there was something more enticing about this individual, rather than a simple dainty piece of string that could be destroyed by mere electrocution. It wasn't even worthy enough to scratch the elegant fur of the young Kiranu. A small yet bright pink blush spread against his cheeks and his eyes sharpened again to the sight of him. His mind was telling him no, but for some reason, his body, even his instincts were telling him to hang with Raphael. It was almost as if the sun was hitting this guy just right, he couldn't explain it. He didn't want to explain it. Nicholas nodded slowly as he was mesmerized like he was the string and the tail. His bad tendency was that he mind tended to wander and attract, with his focus, to whatever caught his interest the most. Raphael was the winner. Nicholas went from enraged, upset, depressed, and to enthralled in mere seconds, he was following the trait of his species. They were a tad sporadic and spontaneous with their emotions and attitude, or at least, Nick was.
Nicholas nodded his answer, but Raphael didn't need confirmation. There was no way in hell anyone would be able to resist his overwhelming power. He nodded back to the Kiranu, and led him by the hand to the Villiath Palace. Nicholas was in luck, you could say. Free palace visit. Most likely a free night's stay, as well. --exit--
xxxxx Nick couldn't help but follow him. He'd follow Raphael as he was too enthralled to care about anything else.
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Shore Leave. Oh yes something beautiful that he could now enjoy with the worries of his world far away. The non-stop series of mission and fighting had put a strain on the newly found King. Jesus that feeling had not sunk in yet. Kirin was now in charge, along side Aramil with Raphael, something that he had never planned for. His tone muscular frame had quietly strolled into the training grounds with his hair loosely hanging out of his baseball styled hat turned around back words on his head, stains of his hair peaking out around the small opening on his forehead. Kirin's apparel had been changed around from normal with it now being a tight fitting black tank and a pair of tan cargo shorts that had came over his knees. The one think that had not changed was the strap around his torso and shoulder where his Konpeki no nama had laid against his lower back bouncing faint against him. Running his hand through his hair Kirin would take a deep breathe as he started to scan around the room. He had been gone for what? A day or two? Hell time had not meant anything to the young man at this point. His personal shore leave would be as long as he needed to feel like he had gotten some of his energy back than it was back to work for him.
Strolling a bit more into the training zone some of the guards had stood at attention in front of the man with usually sir or your highness nonsense. Kirin would glance at them with a faint nod like he always did when he was captain. His azure ocean eyes looked around seeing the one cat was strolling off with Raphael meaning only one thing, someone was getting some p***y tonight. Kirin would smile faintly at this knowing that Raph needed to have someone like that to play around with, helped him feel good and atleast kept im rom being down. That being said even with his new found position left Kirin with his shore leave to udderly alone or almost alone. Builder had walked beside him happily humming to some song he must have been playing inside his core. After sometime of walking around he would see the dragon kin and Dani looking like they were about to throw down. Kirin would stand there watching as they toke their positions until Builder nudged his hand trying to grab his attention. Glancing down at the wolf, Builder will motion with his paw to go on and speak to her. A faint redness came to his cheeks as he thought of this idea knowing that it would be a good idea to have someone to speak to all of this time.
Taking a soft breathe inwards he would make his way towards the two acting as if he was not getting in the way of their sparring. Of course Ares had filled him on what had happened here so messing up a simple C rank mission was not bad. Closing in closer to the red headed woman he would get a little nervous as start to take in a closer look at her face. Jesus he needed to get it together! Mentally shaking the feeling off he would sand only two feet away rom her with his right hand lightly hanging off the hilt of his sword and a small grin across his face. His voice would ring up up with a bit more energy than normal as he would try this."Sorry to inturude but I think you can hepl me out with something a bit more important than a C rank mission here."he said looking down at the Dragon kin speaking up. "You are given D rank for accepting this but since their was no fight I had to downgrade it. Please speak to one of the teachers for another mission." he said loud enough for the man to hear. His eyes would move back to her as he spoke up once more. "So are you interested?" She would notice other than the clothing that was different from the man that his body had grown in muscule mass now with frim toned features that were starting to be chizled in
Skills used: Current Add-ons Equiped: Arm Right: Ammo Holder, Flamer, and Lazer Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Flamer and Lazer Torso: Two Ammo Holders, Two Water/Gas Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector Leg Right: Gas holder and Ammo holder Leg Left: Gas Holder and Ammo holder Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:8 Inec:10 Cryo:10 Frag: 48 Ammo:496 10mm AP 75 Explosive: 75 48 Liters of Gas
Builder's Gear and Energy: Energy: 865 Projector Right Front Leg: Laser Left Front Leg: Laser Torso: Projector Added two posts ago Right Back Leg: Ammo Holder Left Back Leg: Ammo Holder Knives on Ankles: 6 Rerseve Knives:50 contained in ammo holders
Waves like that of a spring spent beside a beach, the sand between your toes and crystal clear skies the only thing above. The corner of her eye catching him but she remained fixated on the dragonborn. Her hand was up in the air, her other at her side and suddenly clammy. Raphael opened a locked door in her mind and it would not be shut ever again. There was no way to go back to before that place, the one that Kirin now filled unknowingly. Three seconds, and her heart ached. Two, and her body grew soft, cheeks sunkissed. One, he was there before her. Both hands now at her sides like a puppet cut from its dancing strings, she stood there, frozen. God help her, cause if that she was attacked... She would have remained in that place, trapped in a trance. She'd die before him. It wouldn't happen though, at first she didn't hear his words, her brows furrowing with curiosity and puzzlement but like a slingshot, that smacked her in the face. Soft features calmed, the storm blowing away, and she smiled just like he was with her. "...Yeah, I mean, of course." She'd wave Fav off, "Sorry, Mate. Gotta go." Pfftt~ He didn't have to ask her twice. Dani quickly moved past Kirin, feeling the electric air as she met at that moment and then shivered as it passed. Fingers would snatch up the bomber jacket, hands death gripping, trying to steel herself as she waited for him to lead the way.
