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 Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 10:21 pm
Keila sighed, walking into the church. Maybe he would he here?
Well gee, he should be here, shouldn't you think? I mean, isn't the place someone goes to .. well.. just because?! I mean, really now, Keila.. of COURSE he'd be in his room? she sighed and walked up to one of the people who she assumed belonged to the church.
"Scusi, you seen Kurai anywhere?" she asked politely.
He looked at her with a worried look, "You mean the High Priest?" Keila was clueless. Were there any other Kurais around? "Um, yeah! That's him!" He shook his head. "If I knew, child, I'd be happy to tell you."
She tched instantly and as he turned away, she poked him in the back to get his attention, her other hand balled into a fist.
"Dude!" she said after he turned back, and then down to her. "I. AM NOT. A CHILD!" Her voice was a tad bit loud, so she blushed afterwards, but continued, "I am a student, thank you very much!" and she stormed off towards the stairs to the living quarters with a huff around her.
I can't believe I just did that. I'm letting this get to me. The whole, being short and young thing. I mean, it's not my- she stopped midstep, a sudden and silent realization in her mind.
"If I knew, child, I'd be happy to tell you." Then it hit. Like a bell. Three times. All brassy. Like those ones at the boxing matches. So no one here knows where Kurai is?! What if... what if?! Her green and childish-seeming eyes grew very wide as pictures flitted past her mind.
Om-OMIGOD! WHAT IF HE'S UP THERE DEAD OR SOMETHING AND NO ONE KNOWS?! . . . And why didn't I just try to contact him telepathically?! Jeesh, I'm such a LOSER... she shook her head and continued up the stairs, looking at the floor anxiously as she went and ran into someone and let out a soft and surprised scream as she looked up at the purple hair in front of her. That was the first thing that registered. Then it made sense.
"AI!" she wrapped her arms around her, holding her tight. "SCARY THOUGHT, SCARY THOUGHT! And... and... and.. *andIdunwantKuraitobedead,buthemightbeandnooneknowsandIdon'tknowwhattodoorthinkbecausehemightberottinginhisroomandnowI'mscaredandfeellikeatotal.." she looked up, nearly at the point of tears and finally said out the last word, which she never usually used. "-Baka! And I dunno what to do!" she resumed hugging Ai's waist at that point, out breath and things to say, and just really wanted a hug right now.
And I just made a total childish fool of myself, and I don't even care! she said to herself with her eyes shut tightly. Her bangs were getting all frazzled in Ai's shirt, the rest of her hair luckily hung up in her pink ribbon, which had removed itself from her neck, back to it's original residence as her scrunchie. (( Fwee... :: waves :: I hope I didn't stretch the screen.. and here's a spaced version of what Keila said ... XD
*And I dun want Kurai to be dead, be he might be and no one knows and I don't know what to do or think becuase he might be rotting in his room now and I'm scared and feeling like a total.."
:: zooms off :: ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 6:20 pm
"Angel..Demon?...there is no data on these words, explain.." Sukiyomi said to the girls again, "But before you answer i will introduce my self..I am unti X-74Y or Sukiyomi, as humans like to call me.." She blinked and looked a little tired, but she wasn't, she didn't need to sleep or eat, or even drink. She stoodi still and held out her hand " I Believe this is what you do when you greet someone..?" She said in a low tone. Her skirt was ruffled due to the fact that she got into a fight recently with Murasame, the Kitsune. The sensors in her eyes examined the girls but she had no data on anything else besides a human, the race she was programmed by, she still didn't know what ' worship' ment. "If i scared you i apologize, and forgive me for acting so cold, i was designed this way, no emotions, I cannot feel anything like you can.."
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 7:10 pm
Christy looked back at her and shook sukiyomi's hand, then her head as if to say 'no' "It's alright..." she said and thought for a moment of how to answer her question. "Well, a demon and an angel are much different from humans. Angels usualy have holy powers and feathered wings, demons have claws, tails, and ears like foxes, or wolves.... It all depends on what kind of angel or demon you are, and how much of it you are. Say you were half demon, one like me.... You would have the ability to transform into your demon form.... but not all half demons are like I am.... and I'm awful at explaining things.." she explained, and gave Sukiyomi one of her 'sorry' looks, like she was sorry for being so awful at explaining.
"Wow, you dont have emotions? So you can't feel things like love or hate? Well, that has it's benifits but still... not being able to have any emotionm must be.... different...." Lori said filled with much interest in Sukiyomi.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 1:55 am
"No, i cannot feel anything..joy, sorrow, regret, pain, love, nor anger.." She replied with an empty sounding voice. "I was programmed to be a war machine, meaning i would kill anyone who i was ordered to kill, and i would not hesitate to do it.." She sat in one of the benches, still as calm as ever. "I am not able to show mercy towards anyone, i do not have kindness.." She said with a little bit of coldness in her voice. "So there are many things i cannot do, that you bloodforms can." That was her word for them, humans and animal alike. Because she could not bleed, she was make of wires and circuts, no blood.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 1:27 pm
"Holy Hell!" Pitch exclaimed in a low voice. Here he had been, just observant in this near empty church, when people seemed to have suddenly emerged. They practically filled the floor and they were quite obscuring his view of the area, which slightly unnerved him.
"To higher grounds..." he said to no one and reached up to a candlelit wall sconce. Through a combination of pulling with his arm and using his legs to vault his weight, he landed atop the fixture, only to launch himself higher, this time to a metal bracket holding a flaming torch. Pitch carefully removed the torch as he landed and held it above his head to light the area. Effortlessly holding his balance, torch in hand, he used the other to retrieve his cigar case and used his tongue to place one is his mouth. The torch, he brought to the tip to light the miniature black cylinder, on which he began to puff, placing the case into his back pocket.
"Mere puppets in this masquerade, those below are for naught but play!" Pitch cried joyously, as he flipped is free hand in their directio, as one would to remove excess water after washing. A thick black substance collided to the floor with a splat, creating a pool about a foot in diameter. With a full, deep laugh, he swung his other arm and cast the burning torch into their midst, throwing his immediate surrounds into darkness, while lighting the patch of black on the floor into a violent blaze.
"What to do, what to do?!" Pitch called mockingly down to the spectators.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 9:50 pm
Christy again felt alittle uneasy, but lori didn't mind anything at all. Infact, she was still very interested in her. "So, you're an assasin?" Lori asked with curiousity, then shifted her eyes to Pitch, yelling, screaming, calling mockingly down to everyone. Then the flame, she didn't mind it at all. She treated it as if it didn't matter. She's seen worse, she has done worse. She ignored it, and looked back at sukiyomi with a happy expretion on her face.
Christy looked down at her feet, blocking everything from her mind, the voices, footsteps, and the images of people and the things that are happening arround her. Her eyes looked empty and so emotionless, she turned and walked out of the church, not knowing what was going on.
Lori watched as her sister left. hmmm.... she didnt call my name to follow, maybe i'm off the hook? awsome! she thought, and looked back up at sukiyomi with her happy smile.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:21 pm
Sukiyomi blinked "Why is it that you are interested in me?" she said, her voice didn't sound human. " An assasin..? Maybe..or just a weapon for terrorism..or both.." She said cooly. She didn't care that she was made to kill, she didn't have a heart..atleast she wasn't supposed to "Tell me..what is the prpose of religion?.." she was interested in the humans culture, but she would have to be, since she was created by them. (sorry it's short but i have to go ><)
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 12:28 am
None of them moved... Pitch thought disappointedly, not even a jump.
He sat on the sconce in his darkness and watched, waiting for someone to do something, but so far nothing. A few had turned at the flames, but no surprise.
"You guys suck," Pitch said in a moderate voice, "One of you should at least want to play."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 12:37 pm
Sukiyomi heard the foulness of the boys voice and a pistol came out of her arm, she turned to his location and shot at him. "Battle mode engaged.." She said and her appearence suddenly changed, she was no longer wearing a dress. She had on short shorts and a black shirt covered by a red jacket. She had another pistol in her other hand, and a macheti on her back. She looked around for the person she shot at. (I'll try to edit it later.)
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 12:57 pm
Faye slowly walked in the the church building.She had no idea why but something told her to come here.She slowly sat down in a peau and said."God,...I know I've never realy done this or have intrested in this but..Today..I just feel like i need help...and not just help her on earht but...Spirtual help..Lord..There is alot going on...Me meeting this guy..,Finding out I'm a desdent of Dracola,Meeting that one man named Wrath and my resent attack by the hunters...I dont know god I feel like I need you.So from her on out..When I need help I'm coming to you.."She said softly closeing with a 'amen'.Faye sat tere for awhile.She didnt feel to good in her..She guest because the church was made for good light races.And she was a nurtal Black Race.If she had any more dark in her she would feel like she was being shadered.
((You can kinda tell I'm religous my self.. sweatdrop ))
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Punk_kikyo_of_many _tears
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 3:45 pm
A small black cat raced across the school grounds, her golden eyes narrowed slightly. She was breathing hard through her mouth, taking gasping breaths as she forced herself to keep moving. She had various stratches all over her, on her front leg, stomach, chest, back, and more. Each of these wounds were filled with water, blocking anything from coming out, or coming in. But still, she kept herself going, racing desperately towards the church. She skidded to a halt in front of the doors, and then suddenly shoved the top of her head into one of them and began pushing. Slowly, the large door eased itself open and she slipped through the small crack she'd made, collapsing just on the other side. Her eyes closed but she kept herself awake and the water in place. She didn't know if the demon could somehow send the blood in after her. Hopefully, the church would somehow be able to repel it. She was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to enter, but she was suddenly very paranoid about the blood being able to.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 3:50 pm
Faye jumped when she heard the door open.She quicjly ran to the cat."um....some one get some bandages!"She screamed looking at the wounds."where is a healer when you need one."she siad as she looked at the cat.She then looked at the wonds."A demon..She wont be save here."She said as she picked the cat up and held it in her arms and layed it on one of the pews."I know a demon can come in here if I can.."She said as she looked at the cat.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 4:26 pm
The Blood Demon folowd after the cat and finding this Church to be her destination was not good news for him. His back continued to hurt him and he tried not to stop moving to mess with it, even if this was her destination he did not want her to be healed or anything sucha s that before he could get to her. The holy presence that he felt coming from the Church was a bad sign but he continued toward it anyway. In the full light of the sun the black markings that went down his body shined almost blue as the sun was reflected off of them. The blood in his eyes began to shiver a little and he had to blink a few times to make it stop. He walked up to the door of the Church and stood there looking over it. He opened his palm and looked at the orb of solidified tainted blood quietly. He dropped it but instead of hitting the ground it began to float, liquifying again. He riped his arm open and blood began to poor out of it again...he cuped his hand under it and then threw the blood at the door. As soon as the blood touched the door it scattered, as if being burnt, rushing through the cracks of the door and then beginning to stream down the floor of the church. The Blood Demon would take a chance and try and make his way in after her...whetehr or not he would have any luck he did not know..but e felt that something bad might happen to him if he tried. He closed his wound and the blood that had run down his arm detatched itself from him and hovered around him as if in orbit, following the same elliptical path as the black blood did. He walked slowly up to the door with caution...
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 4:34 pm
Karin gave a sudden jolt as she felt herself lifted, and her eyes opened wide again. But she calmed shortly after as she realized it wasn't the demon who was after her. Instead, it was a girl she didn't know, who had an odd scent. She'd never seen a vampire before, so Karin wasn't able to place it. It made her uneasy that she didn't know. But, the girl hadn't done anything and had even called for bandages, so she didn't try to get away from her. She just layed on her side on the pew she'd been set on, breathing deeply as she tried to catch her breath.
But suddenly the strong scent of blood hit her and she froze again, eyes shifting towards the door. The small cat let out a very faint 'meow' as she scrambled to her feet, jumping off the pew and landing on the floor. Her legs gave out and she collapsed for a second before forcing herself back up, making her way further inside the church at a painstakingly slow pace. Her head was dizzy and she was wobbling, staggering in zig zags as she went. But, she knew he was there and... Her legs gave out suddenly and she collapsed again, this time not getting up. She just lay there in the middle of the church, halfway down the aisle to the front.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 4:46 pm
Pitch watched as the girl's appearance changed and tracked her movement. He leaned in the darkness, still hanging from the bracket and watched as the shot made a crater in the wall where he had been. He swung back onto the metal sconce, straddling it with his feet pressed against the wall.
"Hoorah, Hooray, a rise from the peanut gallery," he crowed in triumph. To see a reaction was refreshing. "Glad to see that all are not of the sombrous nature that so emanates from their person." He began to turn darker, not his complexion, but a thin layer of black that shined slightly in the reflected light from the windows; in certain placed, it swirled darker, like drops of black blood in a pool of clear water. He smiled at the slight ripple amongst the people. It was small, but it was certainly there. Destruction or defilation of the church was not his motive, as that led a path for martyrs, and those Pitch despised. He could light the backs of their eyes with the blaze of the century, but at the very least, this was a beautiful building, and he would respect that. He lit a new miniature cigar, and puffed a cloud of smoke. He filled his palm with his pitch and gazed at his reflection in the surface.
However, he thought maliciously, gazing at the crucifix, certain religious objects escape my sympathy...
He threw the black matter at the face of their Christ and watched as black tears coated that face.
Smiling, Pitch tapped the ash of his cigar into his now uncoated palm and felt the heat emanating from it.
Good, still burning. He cast the glowing ember at the now black-faced Jesus, and those sorrowful eyes raged with the fire that raced over them. The flickering and roaring shone bright and new shadows rose and fell. This was what he lived for. Truly, the fire.
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