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 Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 2:13 pm
Tristan Venganza (Hada)The tender moment between master and doll was broken by the appreciative clapping of the fellow member of the Bount, and to the moderate annoyance of the bloodthirsty soul-sucker he pulled away from the embrace of his beloved Hada long enough to turn and spot the traitor he had seen talking to shinigami and human beings earlier, just before he laid that Soul Reaper Kerrigan to rest with his blade. Letting his hands drop from their place on her side and casting him a green-eyed glare before stepping out of her arms and standing just before her and in front of him, he decided to cut straight to the chase and find out what in the Hell Siegfried wanted with him and why he felt he needed to come all the way back to these dark depths of the cave in order to ask him. His white fang peered out from below his upper lip and the menacing look he gave the Bount would have frozen a lesser man in his tracks by the sheer intensity of it, but that was simply the way that Tristan had always been, especially when someone came in between the precious little time he was given to spend alone with his lovely, mocha-skinned doll. This is why he needed to rent out an apartment, he thought somewhere in the back of his mind, or maybe a condo near the beach...or something. No matter the case, he stepped away from his doll and raised a hand to run along the prominent cheek bone on his tan jaw, before letting his deep voice echo out across the cavernous Kariya Caves. "Why do you think I would answer a traitor like yourself?" he asked the hesitant young man without a moment's hesitation, knowing that he would remember him from the fight against the shinigami not very long ago. There was a dangerous edge to his voice as he spoke back to the fellow member of his soul-devouring Bounto race, but he made no move towards the man who would have been his enemy earlier had he had enough time to fight. He had no real intention of answering the man's question, to be perfectly honest about it, but found himself continuing speaking beyond the point where he had decided to stop his words. "Subtlety," Tristan scoffed in a thoroughly serious jest, referring to his interruption of the alone time between he and Hada with a tone that screamed 'Don't ever do that again if you value your life!' From somewhere behind him, he heard his equally annoyed doll chuckle a little, before chipping in jovially. "Looks, power, and charm," she giggled playfully, making a point of looking particularly thoughtful as she did gave him her own silly answer. Tristan offered her a calm, quieting look over his shoulder as a way to tell her to stay quiet while he continued, and she understood immediately (he never did have to tell her twice). The fun drained now from his little conversation with Siegfried, he let himself become serious again. "Your relationship with your doll needs to be close, and together you must have a purpose," Tristan explained to his young brethren with a withering glare. "If the two of you don't know what you are fighting for, then it doesn't matter how close or powerful you are...you shall never achieve what you strive for. Hada and I grow stronger because we have come to an understanding with one another...she and I are of one mine, one soul...and together we seek the annihilation of the human race that scorns us and calls us monsters. Be that wrong or right, we hold that ideal close to our hearts...and let the hatred drive us on. Know this..." Tristan paused, making sure the Bount would know exactly how serious he was when he explained this particular piece of the puzzle. "...There will always be a warrior out there who is stronger than you, wiser than you, that wants to take your life away from you. But none of them are better...you have the potential to overcome them. Identify your purpose, bind your heart and mind to that of your doll, and never turn away from the future. Only then will you grow into your place as a member of our proud clan." He wasn't sure why he wasted breath on a traitor that mingled with humans, and yet he didn't really mind doing so. Long ago he had pledged never to kill a member of his race unless they put his own life in danger, so it wasn't like he was planning on eliminating the fool for his own amusement. In fact, if he could persuade Siegfried to join him...well, that was one more able bodied brother to join in his fight.Quote: 41 lines (this post)-40 (cashing)+1+9 interaction+31 (from before)= 41 current linesUnified Front Learned!
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 2:31 pm
He thought on it. "That could be it." He said. "But... unfortunately... me and my doll are on separate pages... where he wants to kill everything... I'd rather befriend to get more powerful." He said. Not bothered in the least that he was being given a glare because he interrupted the two. "Though... it seems more domination than you both being of one heart when your doll doesn't get much word in edge-wise..." He considered thinking on what he meant then by being one. "But either way... why do you hate Humans so?" He said. "Shinigami are the ones who killed our kind. Not them..." He said curious as to why he could have any problems with them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 2:58 pm
Tristan Venganza (Hada)Tristan nearly scoffed at the responses he received from the fellow member of the Bount, and wondered just how little this guy actually knew of the nature of their proud race before coming down into the Kariya Caves and meeting with others like him...and of course, his shadowy doll that did not fully agree with him. And though he listened intently to what the kid had to say, he didn't really give him much of a benefit of the doubt before rubbing his thumb over the bridge of his nose and returning the glare more intensely...though this time it was more for the sake of it than it was an attempt to display his displeasure with an interruption or anything the like...after all, frowning did come a bit more naturally to him than smiling, unless he found himself alone with Hada, that is. "Domination? You silly fool, Hada obeys me because it is her own free will. I've done nothing to threaten her or provoke her into following me, rather she has offered me her trust and her love without provocation or any promised recompense. She and I are closer now, because of our unique bond, than any Bount and doll to come before or after us. We are one..." he explained with a serious tone, emphasizing the meaning of his and her relationship with one another as the most important reason why he was considered (at least by himself) to be one of the strongest members of their dying, but superior race of soul-eaters. "However if your doll is not willing to submit to you, then you must have the courage and the will to force it to submit. Not every Bount is so lucky as I have been with dear Hada, and some have servants who would kill their master the moment they showed their backs. And if yours is one of that ilk, then I suggest you grow stronger immediately before it changes its mind about you and makes you into its food." It was a serious warning that he only offered because he did not want to see another of his brethren die due to the inability to control their own powers the way they needed to be controlled. Not all Bount survived long after the awakening of their dolls and realization of their powers, because they simply could not fathom how to make such a terrible beast as some dolls were give in to their will...he hoped somehow that Siegfried was stronger than those types. There was another issue the young man brought up that was of some interest to him, though it served more to anger him than anything. Glaring dangerously as he bore his fangs at Siegfried for his comment, he resisted the urge to put the young Bount up against the wall for his blatant stupidity. "I hate shinigami just as well, don't misunderstand me," he bit out angrily, keeping his voice tempered in spite of the hatred bubbling within him, "but human beings are pathetic, ignorant creatures! They are our inferiors, nothing more than cattle for the slaughter to sustain our everlasting lives! We could kill them all, if we wanted...devour their souls and leave the empty husks behind, and yet we have created for them a taboo to allow them to live. And how is it that they repay our generosity and mercy? They call us monsters...Monsters!! Exile us from their communities and treat us as if we were infectious lepers...as if we were the inferior ones! Their ignorance is a bane to our existence and the entire world at large! The world would be better if we were but rid of them once and for all!" Letting his calm facade slip for but a second, he had revealed the hatred and also, the pain that had turned him into the person that he was today. All of the anger, the blood lust, and the betrayal that had made him into a cold blooded killer had reflected for a second in his voice and his pained, green eyes...and it all went back to that day over six and a half centuries ago...but that was another time and another life. A mocha-skinned hand placed itself on his shoulder and he felt the tension instantly slide off of his back, only to be replaced with a calm and a wonderful feeling of warmth. Even if he had been abandoned then...he would never be and could never be abandoned again. 'Hada...'
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 3:21 pm
He smiled at the fact he had made the man think... but there was more he needed to find out. He himself never experienced the fight the Bounto had with Soul Society. But he heard the tales... and this cave was proof of the tales. "Hmm... I'd still consider forcing them to submit as domination. I'm not quite into that." He said. He knew his dolls power... and he never had to deal with his doll attacking him... rather his doll just refused to be civilized... he was afraid to let him out in front of this man due to the fact Shadow had no limitation to who he will attack. "And my doll knows I am it's life... Shadow will never willing kill me, for he loves to fight to much to do such a thing." He said. Siegfried himself was too intelligent and kind to hurt his doll either... his doll may have been shadows but he needs him as well to live. "I know that Humans are cruel in there nature... but they only fear us because of our differences... now a days humans seem to not notice as much as they did... though when I find a human who knows what I am it does become quite the obstacle to get over... though they aren't impossible." He said readjusting his glasses.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 4:04 pm
Tristan Venganza
"They fear us because they know what we are capable of," Tristan countered calmly, having steadied his rage much easier now that Hada had taken to his side and touched him with her gentle fingers to soothe the outbursts that would have continued to come otherwise. "Human beings are flawed creatures, you and I both know that to be true. And no matter how hard one of us wants to believe that they can change or be different, there's nothing in the world that could be farther from the truth," his eyes grew a little haunted again and Hada increased the pressure in her grip to remind him that she was there for him. This was something he had not told very many people, Hada being one of the lucky (or unlucky) few, and it wasn't the easiest thing to tell another person...yet, if he were to convince his brethren or at least persuade him to see his end of the bargain, then he owed it to him as a fellow Bount to do just that. "I've lived on this Earth for seven hundred and fifty years, Siegfried," the green-eyed Bount began, deep voice lowered in reverence for the years gone by, "Watched dynasties of men rise and fall, rise and fall, and rise and fall again. Always undone by the overambitious ones who thought to usurp those in power, by those in power who became too enraptured with their own paranoia to stand firm and remain benevolent, and by the minorities who were stronger than they perceived that rose up against them when treated unjustly. It is a vicious, natural cycle that has always been and always will be." Motioning between the two of them in an epic sweeping of his arm, gray cloak billowing out around him as his long fingers shot from one to the other, Tristan let his red hair rustle about as he looked back to the member of his proud clan. "We are the minority that has been persecuted, Siegfried," he explained, green eyes flashing in remembrance of what he they had seen in their long, long lifetime, "and their paranoia will never die. We shall be hunted, killed, scorned ever after, until we rise up and take the power that is rightfully ours as the superior race of this world!" The steadying hand of his beloved and beautiful doll gave him a little solace as he calmed himself, ready to move on to the second part of his slightly tragic tale. He glanced over at the young Bount whose doll, Shadow, was likely waiting in the shadows, watching everything that occurred between them. "I...was married once, you know," he began, telling Siegfried of something that few had ever heard and even fewer understood about him. "To a human woman, when I was young and still aged. The two of us were just like any other couple in love, enamored with one another completely...in love as any two human beings could be. We were happy together for a time, she and I. It was like living in a dream. Until one day I simply quit aging while my wife kept on...her skin wrinkled and her hair turned gray, and in spite of all that I remained true to my love for her. Nevada was her name..." The wistful tone he had used until now was gone, replaced with a broken voice so shattered and angry that the angels themselves would have cried to hear it...Hada, for her part, was able to control her tears only because she had heard this story so many times before. Though each time her heart broke for her master, and she loved him even more. "Nevada was my love, the woman I was willing to give my life and soul for," he explained, green eyes shimmering with unshed tears of sadness and hatred, "and I stayed by her side, until the very end...kneeling at her deathbed at the age of 75...incredibly old back then. She looked more than her age, something like a ghost lying there on those white and black sheets, while I...I still looked as I had when I was but 25...not long after we were married. But I loved her still!" Pausing for just a moment, Tristan had to bite his tongue and grit out the next few sentences without giving in to the urge to scream in frustration. 675 years had done nothing...nothing at all...to tender the wound she had left in his heart, and even now in the depths of the Kariya Cavern it would show. "On her death bed she spoke to me but a single sentence...a phrase, in payment for my love and devotion to her for all our long years together," he explained, eyes narrowing in seething hatred, "and do you know what she told me? I remember it as plain as day...'
'You are a monster, Tristeza Lagrima...' she said to me. And then she passed on without another thought. With her dying breath, the woman that I loved had cursed me for my longevity, the basest of human instincts taking hold of her despite all the long years we spent together in bliss. She despised me because I lived on...and for a while, I despised myself. But that's not the way it ought to be, Siegfried, nay...we are not the monsters, you and I. We are what the philosopher Charles Darwin called 'Evolution'. Human beings are the monsters...gifted with the ability to think rationally, create civilizations, and save lives, they have instead used their gifts to taint our world and kill their brethren! To oppress those races like ours that threaten them they would use anything and everything in their power and kill every last one of us until not a single one remained." Hesitating a moment as he caught his breath, Tristan's voice was deathly quiet as he muttered a final, "No. They are nothing if not deceitful, ugly little creatures living in their decrepit little world...and they deserve to be led to slaughter for what they've done to our world."
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 4:21 pm
Siegfried knew in a way this was the reason this man had made his reason for hate. "Hate will scar you... but you and me have only one common purpose... we both want power... and we both want it quickly..." He said. "I came to Karakura Town to find some ingredients to make my Dolls..." He said with a smile on his face. "I have found them... now I need the power to create them." He said. "I'm going to ask you this... my exchange is this... you help me... and I help you... how does that agreement sound?" He said. "You're pain may be more than what I need to help me achieve my goals... and help me bend Shadow's mind..." He said.
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((I have to go... you post something and I'll reply whenever I can.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 3:00 am
Tristan Venganza
The offer was tempting to Tristan Venganza, the chance to lead another of his proud race in a symbiotic relationship that would eventually benefit the both of them with the power that they so desperately desired, and yet theirs was a race that while honorable and proud could also be terribly cruel and deceitful, a trait that became startlingly necessary over the years that they toiled amongst the wretched humans. If you did not fight and kill, or lie and steal, you could not survive long in their cruel society, and even if you were gifted enough to live above the poverty line there were those who would tear you down and do anything in their power to return you to the hole from whence you came at a moment's notice. Cynicism was a trait that had been learned by the Bount, not one that was inborn into them, and yet he could not help but look upon the man before him with a wary eye, skepticism in his motives evident in the way that he moved about the frustrated warrior from side-to-side, examining him as if he could see the flaw written on his black clothes of spelled out by the hands of his watch (whether or not he actually wore one). Green eyes regarded his companion in the gathering dark of Kariya's Caverns coolly and without any real rush to come to a decision, knowing that whatever move he made now might dictate the outcome of the rest of their lives so long as they knew and were in contact with one another. And when at last he had come to a decision Tristan crossed his arms over his chest and smirked a toothy grin down at the kid, deciding that if he was going to go through with this or if he wasn't, things were about to get more than a little interesting between he and Siegfried. "You offer me quite the bargain, Siegfried," Tristan commented offhandedly, his interest or lack thereof not about to be belied by his tone of voice, "and yet I remember the words a wise man once told me of our race...that we, the Bount, are as dangerous of bedfellows as can be found. To turn your back on another of your race is to welcome death, the same as if your doll were to lose his or her faith in you as their master. What manner of fool would I be if I stood, then, with mine to yours? What guarantee do I have that you would not betray our pact and take life where camaraderie had been given? I would not risk my Hada for any goal on this Earth save one, but for that pursuit I would be better suited fighting alongside my brethren...but how can I trust those with whom I share my blood? Answer that, my brother, and we may have an accord." It was a simple question, but one that would make all the difference. He had belied his interest in the agreement by pursuing this line of questioning, but that did not mean he could not yet make the boy pay if he were to cross him or if he simply wished it. However he was curious...what made him so certain that he would not betray him? What made Siegfried so certain that Tristan would not betray him back? Of course, whether or not that thought would ever truly cross the mind of the Bount 'Lord' that believed himself to be the most loyal of his kind to the purpose of his kind was for Tristan and Hada alone to know for certain...but if Siegfried wanted him to have faith in their agreement, then the kid would have to demonstrate a little of his own. But for now, all he needed to know was how this agreement would be cemented, what words and terms would bind them, and how soon they could be started on their joint quest to fulfill the dreams of one Tristan Venganza.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 3:26 am
Siegfried thought on a way to convince the man. He knew he had no reason to trust him, and him no reason to trust he. He had to think of something quick... he needed this partnership, because he knew what state of weakness he'll be in when he make these next few dolls. Then it came to him. "Because... without me, that's one less arm to have to catch you when you fall... because if I were here to kill you, I would have already summoned my doll... because if you were to want to kill me, you would have already attacked." He said. It made sense but it really wasn't much reason to trust him though... for now though he supposed that it would be best to trust him and hope that he trusts him in return. "I stuck my neck out to offer this... now... will you stick yours out to take it?" He said with a smile.
lines: 373 + 40 = 413 ((Only 137 more til I make my next doll. xd ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 12:17 pm
Tristan Venganza
An offhanded answer would do little to ease the mind of the suspicious Bount Tristan Venganza, who was still weighing and measuring the other Bount in his mind to try and decide what he thought about him, but for all the shady words and actions Siegfried seemed to be so fond of using he had yet to make an aggressive move...and probably knew it was best if he refrained from making any against him (considering he was certain he was the stronger of the two). Knowing that, Tristan saw no real reason to distrust the intent of his fellow Bount in this offer to join their forces in the pursuit of separate goals save the warning in the back of his mind, but if ever Siegfried cross him he could always simply kill them then and allow Hada to have her way with his doll and parts. Nodding brusquely in acquiescence, Tristan decided that he could use another helping hand in all the things that he wished to do...if nothing else, it would make his and Hada's battle against the Quincy archer and the spiritually adept boxer go by that much easier when next they met...though the kills would have to inevitably be theirs. "I accept your terms," Tristan told him bluntly, white teeth flashing in the shadows of the Kariya Caverns, though his green eyes still displayed a small measure of distrust. That was to be expected of a Bount, however, and if Siegfried knew anything of his kind he would not be bothered by the suspicious glance in the least. Taking a small glance back at his beloved Doll Hada, the 'Bount Lord' decided that there was still a great deal that the two of them stood to gain by bringing in a few allies to assist them, and somehow he knew that Hada would keep an eye on them if they were ever to let the idea of betrayal flit across their minds...she would, of course, always watch over him and protect his back. "These caves have grown distastefully stale with the air of useless relics," the 750-year old warrior noted with a pointed crinkling of his tanned nose. "You and I...let us find for ourselves a new place to make our own, and expand the domain of our race beyond the borders of these decrepit caves...by devouring the souls of the living and claiming what is rightfully ours. And in return, I will demonstrate for you what I know about our race's...unique power." Placing an arm in front of him as if to offer it to his new accomplice, Tristan waited for the man to clasp it in a symbolic display of their new camaraderie...and with that, they would have formed an alliance to bring Hell upon the Earth. Lips curling into a sadistic smile, Tristan Venganza could hardly wait to get started...
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 12:33 pm
Siegfriend gave him an equally sadistic smile. He had gained an ally. And knew that, for the moment at least, he wouldn't kill him. He walked closer and then grasped the mans hand to affirm his friendly position. Then released after the shake. "These relics may be old... but... there is a few relics among them that could be useful... at least a little bit." He said. "Though... at the moment we should worry about getting stronger before we use either." He said. "As for your choice of where to go... the choice is yours... particularly... this cave suits me best." He said. "But even if we find better I wouldn't mind." He said as he started to pace around. "But we should stay here just a while longer... I think it'll be useful enough for me." He could feel a dormant power getting ready to wake up soon, but this was unneeded for Tristan to know at the moment. "Also... I would like to know what happened to the Bounto that inhabited these caves."
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:03 pm
Tristan Venganza (Hada)Siegfried's desire to remain within the Kariya Caverns came as no real surprise to Tristan, since he too felt a small, tugging affinity with the darkened depths he had made his haven a long time passed, but the stifling memories of the Bount who had occupied this place prior was enough to dissuade him from making this cave a permanent residence, if only to escape the shadow of their stupidity. Jin Kariya hadn't fully understood what it was he was sitting upon when he landed in this place and gathered the Bount so many years ago, and he proved his ignorance when he squandered his chance to cut into the plague of human beings that had spread across the entire globe using the power of their superior race. Superior race...yes, that was the perfect title for them! "Las Magnus Natius..." Tristan muttered with a wide smirk on his lips, fang protruding just a little bit as he looked out into the dark of the caves. It was exactly what they would have to call themselves from now on...the "Alliance of Las Magnus Natius"...the alliance of the superior race. Together they would gather those who hated the humans as much as they, those with powers comparable to the proud race of the Bount and their dolls, and with that power they would eliminate each and every human being one after another, until their world had been cleansed of the filth that dirtied it. "From now on, Siegfried, that shall be the title of our alliance," the green-eyed warrior declared without leaving any room for discussion on the matter, "we are the Alliance of Las Magnus Natius, and I shall go make us a home worthy of our new pact. For now, remain here and continue your training. I sense an even greater power lurking in the dark..." Without wasting another word on unnecessary conversation, Tristan stepped past the young Bount and moved on towards the exit of the Kariya Caves, ready to begin his work anew with the assistance of a new ally and his beloved doll at his back. And as he made his exit, Hada followed him closely, pausing only for a second to send a scathing glance at the young man and his shadowy doll as if to warn them that she would not hesitate to tear them apart if they so much as dared to attack her beloved master. Of course she would honor their allegiance so long as each doll and master remained true to the cause of Tristan Venganza and the Las Magnus Natius, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to be wary where her master was not...for if anything were to happen to him, she would die both literally and figuratively without his love. "See ya'" she whispered to Siegfried before disappearing into the far reaches of the caves, hot on the trail of her red-haired Bount. Together they would prepare for the new world and the image that Tristan perceived for it, and in their new home they would put together the pieces of the puzzle that would allow them to overcome and eliminate the wretched humans that had always haunted the steps of her love. Together, she would see to it that the ones who made Tristan suffer so long ago would suffer in-turn, and the same would go for anyone in the future who dared to dishonor and/or disrespect the one who had given her life and showed her such a generous love from the moment she came into this world. And so side-by-side, and eventually hand-in-hand, Tristan and Hada searched the countryside near the Kariya Caves for a place they could call their own...a home for their new alliance...the den from which they would strike out against the world.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:05 pm
Entering the room; the cavern, Endu Havune looked around; sighting Siegfried and Tristain. "Hello, Bounto..." his movite was non-violent; intent on recruiting the two Bount he'd met to aid him in his battle.... "I understand you're pain...you blame the Soul Society for your state...you take out that rage on humans....but what you don't know is every life is tied into the balance of souls....when a soul dies, they are sent to the soul society....but also when the time comes, they are sent back to Earth as a new soul....but when a Bount consumes a soul; it breaks this cycle....causing chaos.....but I was discovered of something new...when a Bount slays a Hollow; they merely absorb it's energy and the original soul passes on...Thus, not disturbing the balance....thus was their original purpose before the Division 12 lab explosion also granted them the ability to absorb human and shinigami souls....thus the genocide...." Giving his story the chance to sink in... "And so...I believe you both to be simply venting rage....why not help me battle hollows? I've been in the creation process of an airship to travel the world fighting them....but I need help from a Bount....as you are skilled with control and bringing to life of formerly inanimate objects....you infuse them with life and anima to become your dolls....that's all the Strahl needs to fly....Life. I request that you join the Arkz...and help me in this battle. What do you say?"Quote: Line Count : Endu Havune Before : 0 + This Post : 14 + Interaction Lines : 0 = Total : 14
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:20 pm
Tristan Venganza
Near the exit Tristan came into contact with the human who had come to seek out he and his new companion, and with only a mild bit of interest he listened to find out what would inspire one of the hated race to come here and try to assert their will upon them. 'Blame Soul Society?' Tristan almost laughed at the presumptuous nature of that statement, but kept his lips sealed as he listened to the human prattle on about their original purpose and something about where their abilities came from. None of it was news to him...he was old enough to remember clear back towards the very beginning of their race...but beyond that Tristan could only listen and contain his laughter at the empathetic speech that Endu Havune was giving to the two of them in the darkened corners of their home. 'I need help from a Bount,' he said, and of course he would need their help...they were the superior race, after all. But if he honestly thought that one like him would be sympathetic to the cause of a human, willing to assist the disgusting race that had outcast him and treated him ill since a time before even he knew who or what he was, then the boy was obviously ignorant, a fool, or an ignorant fool, both. Scoffing from his place where he stood now at the back of the human, he didn't even deem such a fool worth killing at a time like this...instead, he merely glanced over his shoulder with a pair of cold, green eyes and bore his fangs as he spoke. "To pretend you know anything about our race is as insulting as if you spat in my face, human," the Bount frowned, letting his malice seep into the tone of his voice, "I don't kill because of a grudge against the Soul Society...I kill human beings because you deserve to die." Casting a withering glare at his new partner, this was to be the first true test of their alliance...and a leap of faith that Tristan likely would not make again. "Remember that, Siegfried...human beings are nothing more," he paused, eyes shifting directly towards Endu with a hungry glint in their emerald depths, "than food..." His piece said, Tristan turned away from the duo behind him and left his comrade to do whatever he saw fit with the human. If he killed him, then he killed him...if he didn't, well, Tristan hadn't deemed him worthy of killing either. Alliance, however, as not an option and would never be an option by his humble estimation. His hatred of humans is what drove he and Hada to do the things that they did, and so it was that he left the cave with a silent vow to kill one of his own for the very first time if Siegfried betrayed that trust to join forces with any one of them. No one would betray Las Magnus Natius and live. That was to be their first, and most important rule of all.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:28 pm
"Such single-sided opinions will never get you far, my friend.... I cannot say I understand the pain of an entire race's genocide...but understand this; I know the belief that something deserves to die....my magi clan was slain in a Hollow raid...for 8 years I hunted down Hollows...and in that sight I lost my best friend Orland....I cannot deter you from your path...but I will take measures to stop you if need be. Harm none who are innocent...this is your final warning...." Keeping his hands out; not drawing his weapon; Endu intended to show the Bounto he truly meant what he said.... Quote: Line Count : Endu Havune Before : 14 + This Post : 6 + Interaction Lines : 25 = Total : 45
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:30 pm
He looked at Tristan infuriated at the fact that it was more true than he thought. "So... it is true." He said. "What a lose of good man power." He said brushing off the situation. And then he heard the name for the alliance. Siegfried didn't mind the name. He thought the wording in Latin was catchy. So he had nothing more to say for it. "So be it... the name is irrelevant to me." He said. "And have fun looking around." And then let him pass. Shadow... trail them so I know where the location he chooses is. I'll need to know as well. Whether he left or not, no one would know... for he was every shadow... yet no shadow... and for this... Siegfried was the best at collecting information. Then he heard the Human come in. "Never mind Tristan... he's going somewhere." He said as he listened to the long winded lecture. "Ah... thanks for letting me know more about my race. But I must say this now... I have no intention of helping you. There is nothing in it for me." He said clearly and coldly. It was different from when he talked to the Shinigami girl Kerri or when he talked with Tristan. His true colors where shining through. "So... do you have anything to offer except a soul?" He said. He knew what he was doing but he also knew what was going to emerge soon was more than enough to take him on. And he always had Shadow that he could call from half-way around the world if the need arose.
lines: 446 + 59 = 505 (45 more xd )
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