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 Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 5:25 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter  ✡ The site of the man changing in epic proportions made not just her, but her summons gasp in shock. The sheer intensity of heat and power radiating from them caused her flesh to bump all over her body. Glad that the sunglasses were keeping her eyes from drying out and tearing up at the same time. She didn't understand why the hell those two were attacking her when hadn't done anything to warrant it, but fall out of the flipping sky. But in the next instant the summon's overlay had it's massive claw swiping at her, as if to knock her to death. Closing her eyes as she forced a second and third set of wings to burst from her mid and lower back, as the first set wrapped around her body, like a shield.  ✡ When she opened her eyes she saw the thing had partially manifested, causing her to shake violently as the water began to heat up from the blue flames of the other summoner. "Levi, I have to do that.. I am trusting you to not allow mistakes this time." she said mentally to her summons, only to feel his worry at her choice of actions. The water around her began to evaporate at a rapid pace as it continued to heat up. Lifting her gaze to the young man and his manifested summons, she gave a sad yet mockingly condensending smile, before her bubble burst and there was nothing left at all, as droplets of water fell through the air. ✡ Elsabeth felt her body burst apart on the molecular level as she transferred it and her consciousness into the water. It hurt her so badly to do this, as she felt Leviathan shove each of those droplets of water away from their position. Making sure that most of them landed in the ocean water below them. Time was precious and short while he did this, calling all of those that didn't evaporate in the air back to his element. Letting a small bubble of air form under the water, as he watched as well as felt the excruciating pain that Elsabeth was going through as her body reformed. "DAMMIT! I told you that using that was a double edged sword. IT can KILL you very easily. Your super lucky you over confident bimbo, that we were over the San Diego bay... Other wise the gods only KNOW what part of you would of been lost this time." he ranted in her head. ✡ She could feel his extreme worry for her, as her body slowly reformed, each cell in her body letting her know they were all pissed off. Letting out a sigh as she felt the phantom body of Leviathan wrap around her, his serpentine tongue flicking out to lap at her face, neck and shoulders just like a puppy, showing it's worry and affection for her. This brought a wry laugh from lips as she lifted up a hand to touch the watery body of his. "So...saying sorry wont work this time huh? And too boot I am naked as the day I was born. Oh well." her voice shaking as she spoke, her body already rising to the surface of the ocean. wondering if the other summoner would think she was dead now that she was literally dampening her powers from being sensed. ✡ At reaching the surface, Elsabeth let the waters, now controlled by Leviathan, wash her back to the shore. Staying completely still until she felt the grains of soft sand scrape against her skin, sending more pain through her body. Causing her to whimper aloud, as tears finally slipped from her eyes,. to crawl down her cheeks.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 6:11 pm
Elliot, Host of the Azure Flame
Christine, the Azure Flame
Heat engulfed the area of the beach, and two large dagger-like legs mad of flames, set themselves into the sand around the female Summoner's legs. The manifestation of the angel's power, was standing above the naked woman, but the intensity of her heat was focused at the bay. The water was evaporating away from the beach, and away from the woman, yet the Summon made no violent move against her. It just kept vigil above her, keeping the water away.
"I'd suggest against making a move...oh excuse me, I didn't realize you were a woman. Here." Foot steps in the sand announced Elliot walking toward her. He stopped a few feet away, and turned red and around when he saw a naked woman. He quickly unclasped his body cloak, and tossed it to her from behind.
"Elli, you are not being fair. Let me finish the exorcism, let me kill this demon host. Free me please, Elli." The flame layered voice of his manifestation said, as sweetly as a campfire could sound. Elliot had taken the time to reign in the Azure Flame, as they scouted the bay for the host. It took time, but eventually Christine's enhanced senses picked up on demonic power at work, and the two descended upon the host.
"Once I know whether we actually should or not, I'll let you free. Until then please listen to me." Elliot told his manifestation, only being polite because it was just who he was. He looked over his shoulder at the beach beauty, just to make sure she wasn't running. "I hope you aren't in too much pain? Reforming yourself from water droplets couldn't be pleasant in the least. I'm Elliot, this is Christine's manifestation Azure Flame, may I have yours?" He asked politely. The sandy beach was growing, as a half circle wall of heat kept expanding outward from the Christine. Even the fog was being dried away from them revealing more of the city, than could be seen normally.
~ "The world isn't entirely black and white Christine." "Mayhaps not, dear Elliot. At least until we're done with it." ~
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 8:59 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter ✡ Elsabeth let a low groan of anger slip past her lips as she found the damned summons standing over her. Her ivory face flushing in anger. Her dark gaze glaring up balefully at the damned thing. Hate, rage clear in that gaze, as if she was trying to make the damn thing implode from that glare. When the male summoner spoke up, trying to sound friendly and neutral, she didn't bother to acknowledge him, just kept her gaze focused on the thing above her. Leviathan telling her that the water was receding, causing damage to the eco system that lived in it. Elsabeth could hear the man sound flustered at her being a woman, before her vision was briefly covered. ✡ Not even flinching when he tossed his jacket over her, as spat at the summons. Hearing the sizzle of the spit instantly drying in mid air. The damned thing was begging to be allowed to kill her, and the young man was still trying to be friendly, which made her bark a hoarse laugh, as the jacket he threw to cover her shifted off of her, due to Leviathan not wanting something from those threatening his summoner touching her. His phantom like body steaming as he kept himself loosely coiled around her body, feeling her pain, anger, rage and hate bubbling underneath the surface of her skin. ✡ Elsabeth closed her eyes as she finally spoke, "OH Just stop. This is why I hate your flipping kind. You think your all righteous, pious and the embodiment of all that is holy and good. YEAH well your nothing but a selfish, egotistical being aren't you. Your kind could care less about us humans. THAT is the reality we live in, though I can't say that the bible was wrong in any way... BUT your such stuck up things, on your high and might thrones. You just attack someone with out knowing what the hell is going on." Her voice so thick with venom as she opened her eyes, letting the pain she felt flash in her depths. Her words directed at the thing before her, that was obviously being more channeled by a angel then the male to her left. ✡ With a snort and a few more breaths, that were partially labored, because her body was screaming in pain she continued to rant at the thing above her. "Don't bother defending yourself and trying to justify your screwed up actions. I am no demon, and if you took the time to actually sense me, you'd realize that my summons is the ancient sea serpent Leviathan, not the demon. But no, your only concern is to attack and kill. Like your brethen did to my family. Not caring that he brought the battle to my home, and unleashed all his power on a meager little imp of a demon. Killing my parents, my brother, leaving me bereft with nothing at all. NOW you stand there projecting your heat out to the ocean, killing the delicate plant and animal life withing as you stand there. HAHA you are a joke. So if you just gonna kill me, ******** DO IT! I have lived these years alone and in pain. There is no mark on me, I don't belong to a demon, though you are in their territory, you concieted being." Her voice growing hoarse as it chocked with all her emotions at once. Her baleful gaze still trained on the thing above her. ✡ Leviathan made a soft crooning sound at her pain, feeling it himself as he finally spoke up, to someone other then her. "She is right. We gave you no cause to attack us. And it is true that you are being unneccessarily cruel to my home in the ocean by evaporating it, for your own gain. Let me show you she doesn't bear a mark for a bond to a demon." his voice a low hiss, as he lifted her body up and spun her around,showing that on her naked body there was no mark stating she belonged to a demon at all, since they did like to mark their property. Narrowing his eyes while waiting.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 10:28 pm
Elliot, Host of the Azure Flame
Christine, the Azure Flame
Azure Flame turned it's torso, to the side and it long arms moved down behind it's legs and in front, effectively cocooning the floating woman in a sphere of steady heat. A wince shot over Elliot's face, making him close his eyes and concentrate.
"Christine..." He warned aloud to the Summon's creator. The manifestation just glanced Elliot's way from under the hat and behind the collar. The grip he had on his polearm tightened further, making an audible noise as his glove pulled over the metal.
"Oh Elliot, you needn't fight so hard my dear. I will be done shortly." The warped feminine voice emanated from the summon almost cooingly. The ever shifting blue eyes fell upon the naked woman underneath her construct.
"Christine...don't..." Elliot's voice was harsher and straining, as reflected in his overly concentrated expression. The hilt of his weapon dug into the sand, twisting slightly in his grip. Some of the heat inside the makeshift cage Azure Flame created fell away.
"Oh fine, my dear Elli. I'll let you have this one, however..." Azure flames, behind hand moved back further and the ghost-like form of Christine appeared there, shimmering in the sweltering heat. She had her left arm under her bosom, and holding her right arm's elbow in that palm. She whimsically waved that hand around as she spoke, and looked perfectly normal as she talked to the other woman and summon.
"A few things my little jay bird. Why would I defend myself when I want to rend you asunder? You absolutely stink of of hellspawn, and that is more than enough reason for I to do so. Egotistical I am not, I am doing what is commanded of me, and exorcising summoners. Simple and clean, just the way I like it. You bemoan that your family was taken by my kind, find vengeance in that fact, solace in that vengeance, and shortsightedness in that solace. My dear Elli's only family was cut in half by your kind, before his very eyes, yet he still pleads with me to spare demons and summoner humans, until fair judgement is considered. War is hell, to coin the term. I didn't start it, but I will end it, one way or another. Get over yourself jay bird, everyone has lost something." Christine's astral form walked up to the levitating woman, and ran an ethereal hand over the intangible coils of the Leviathan summon, before pointing one finger toward the bay.
"Now before my dear conscience forces my servant back into his servitude, let me point one... more... thing... out." The Azure Flame raised it's front up arm and aimed that palm toward the bay. A burst of light, and overwhelming heat erupted from it's clawed hand, and a beam of solid cobalt blue ran itself over the water, splitting the fog for nearly half a mile. The beam created an almost Moses-like rift in the water, immediately evaporating hundreds of tons of liquid in an instant. With the fog gone they could see the beam took out an almost perfect circle chunk out of Alcatraz Island, or what was left of it.
The heavy resistance on Elliot's face vanished, as he started gulping in breaths, leaning on his polearm for support. Azure Flame's arm fell back to it's side, and then the construct floated up and away from the woman. Descending to just above the sand behind it's summoner. The intense heat quickly became as manageable as a warm weather way. Christine's astral body turned around once again, and walked past the girl and toward her host.
The parting waters fell into one another, creating huge waves to rush toward the shore. "Don't be a drama queen about the environment, nature finds a way. It's been trying to kill you humans off for centuries before we came along. And I have the sneaking suspicion, I just made it rain tonight. Let the soil rejoice." As wind whipped up around them from the sudden climate change, her body almost completely flowed away with it. She stopped at Elliot's side, and faced the way he did, and rested her head on his slowly heaving shoulder. "She's all yours until she tries to leave, then they are mine." With that long winded speech Christine decided to let her avatar speak.
"So..*huff* it seems like we'll be hanging out for the night at least.*huff* Sorry. I know it's not ideal, or even fair, but it might just save your life." He wasn't going to apologize for his angel's actions, they weren't his own, but he could at least try make amends, knowing full well it wasn't gonna happen. He turned his head to the side, still trying to avoid looking at her naked body, like he did when her summon showed it off. He at least owed her some decency to say the least. "Obviously you won't like it, but please wear the cloak, it's kinda hard to not want to ogle you otherwise." Elliot said honestly.
~ "The world isn't entirely black and white Christine." "Mayhaps not, dear Elliot. At least until we're done with it." ~
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 11:12 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter ✡ A low growl escaping her throat as she listened and watched the thing before her, allowing her gaze to go to the boy, who seemed to be struggling to gain control of the summons. Which only proved her right that the angel had taken full controll of her contract's summon. As soon as the woman vanished, and the man started to speak to her, Leviathan let the bubble pop, slowly lowering to the sandy floor. Her body was red from the heated water, clearly burned. All she could do was stare at the massive destruction the angel had caused. ✡ Turning her passive gaze to Elliot as stood there in her naked glory. Then spitting at his feet, she started to march off away from him. "I am sorry, she has little love for angels, and those who are willing servants of them. To her your nothing but a puppet that is controlled and used. Which was perfectly demonstrated just now. I can sense the strain on your body, as well as how tired you sound. That angel forced her way through your own magical channels and manifested your summons. Keep letting her do it, and you will die quicker, the human body isn't meant to handle that kind of power." Leviathan said, in a very wise voice as he nodded his head to him. ✡ Elsabeth slowed to a stop, listening to her summons talk to the man, as a low whistling reached her ears. Soon the area around them all faded to nothing but grays, any and all magic that she had was cut off as Leviathan burst into nothingness. Knowing full well who it was, made Elsabeth shudder very visably as she turned in a circle trying to find him. His first summons was void, completely nullifying any and all connections whether they be magical or to a higher power. Her gaze eventually landing on Elliot. "He is right. Then again my body is still screming from what i did earlier, but it is at least by my choice, that I shorten my own life. I would suggest you leave." She said as a tall figure appeared behind her, wrapping a blanket around her.
✡ The blond man with pink tints to the ends of his hair looked at Elliot, before speaking. "I am sorry for the inconvience. But I will not allow any more harm to come to her. She is all i have that is precious. If you were not aware of it, I know your.....contractor knew that you walked into a literal den of demons. Since 7 of the 9 demon lords reside her. IF you don't attack they wont bother you, and treat you as a normal person." Gerards voice soft, but at the same time defensively hard.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 12:11 am
Elliot, Host of the Azure Flame Christine, Cherubim of Innocence Feeling something his his boot he looked down to see a bit of spittle sliding down onto the sand. Yeah he deserved that, he couldn't reign in Christine fast enough, and his action hurt another without cause. At least he managed to prevent a death this time, small victories. He looked up in time to see her shapely a** sway away from him, and he quickly peered out toward the fog encroaching bay. It was at this time he was talked to by the intangible summon of the woman.
'Pinocchio sounds about right.' Elliot thought, only to be interrupted by Christine's mental voice. 'You are an agent, dear Elli, not a puppet. You just choose to flee instead of fight, that is why I can control my manifestation. Isn't part of the reason we came down here to change that?' 'Well yeah but still they are...' Suddenly he felt nothing inside his mind, no gentle heat, no other presence, he was alone, and very cold all of a sudden. The sensation wasn't welcomed or pleasant.
The world around them went as void as he felt inside without Christine's power. Even his Azure Flame sank away into the darkness, all he could see was the woman. So he quickly latched onto the woman's voice as an anchor when she spoke directly to him for the first time. He even ignored the fact she was blindingly naked in the black around them.
He was about to reply when a man appeared, and covered her. He stepped back, and brought his polearm in front defensively on instinct. No power meant that this newcomer had the ability to cut him off, so no doubt he was another summoner, and dangerous at that.
"Sorry to say, but we're down here for a reason. I can't just up an leave, a place I willingly walked into knowing the consequences." His skin was visibly paling, and his weapon started to shake along with his hands. Unlike most summoners, his contract was created subconsciously and lay dormant inside him for many years before it manifested. The Cherubim of Innocence's power literally grew with him, became a part of him. Cut off from her warmth he'd die of hypothermia. His natural body temperature was a few degrees higher than normal people, and he radiated heat constantly. The downside he became slightly cold blooded without her power. He'd felt this before when Azure Flame and Christine had been fighting on par with another summon that had encased his angel's influenced construct in ice, cutting the link off from him. Her power eventually won out, but it was a feeling he never wanted to experience again.
"If I can promise to control her, could you show me to a place I can take up some jobs? I know I have know right to ask, and you have every right to refuse, but trust me when I say it'll benefit us all in the long run. I'm a teacher, have good mechanical skills, and have done mercenary work, and manual labor." Elliot made sure he said this normally, trying to hide his pain. He fought his body against trembling, and his lips and fingers very slowly started to turn a slight blue. There was only one way he could think of to ensure his word was kept, and he might survive. "If we make a contract, she'll have to abide by it. If you find me in anyway trouble, I can leave. I'm unmarked too, so I can leave at anytime and not cause you any problems." It was the best he could offer, he only hoped that Christine wasn't raging outside right now. He didn't banish Azure Flame, and she could have taken it over. ~ "The world isn't entirely black and white Christine." "Mayhaps not, dear Elliot. At least until we're done with it." ~
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Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 2:36 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter ✡ Gerard held Elsabeth close as she started to turn, ready to make a snappy retort to the young man. He had known her since he had found her, having grown some what accustomed to her personality. Leveling his gaze at Elliot, Gerard looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking, "In a normal case, I would say yes. But there is no guarantee that you can control your Angel friend there. Because this is demon central here, the first time you slip up and she pops off, your dead without a second thought." His voice was low, quite and quite obvious still showed he was thinking. In his arms his ward was really struggling, making Gerard sigh as he slipped both hands down to her waist, picking her up in a fluid motion and depositing her over his left shoulder. ✡ "I will take your word that you will do your best to control your spite fire there, so I will give you a place to stay and work at my place of business. Since it is literally neutral territory for demons, angels and humans alike. It is the way I like it, though truth be told I will have my bonded master there tonight as well as Beelzebub to boot." he said with a smile. "OH NO YOU DON'T. I wont work at all tonight or as long as he is there. I don't want no angel toting, goody-two shoes any where near that building.....especially a homicidal angel in the place I now call home. Gerard, leave him here to survive." Elsabeth spat out, lifting her self up, by bracing her arms against his back, giving her a good angle to give a loathing glare at Elliot. ✡ In the next instance Elsabeth let out a rather loud squeak, that was a mix of shocked surprise and pain, as Gerard swatted her butt, with a resounding crack. Shaking his head, causing the pink tipped blond hair to shift over his glasses framed eyes. Giving a 'what-can-i-do' look at Elliot before he spoke in a rather ominous voice. "You young lady get no say in anything at the moment. Did all those lessons I taught you fly out of that pretty little head? I mean seriously, the first lesson I have literally beat into your body was be prepared for anything and everything.. And here you were getting your back side handed to you, by the thing you despise the most. GEEZE... Looks like I am gonna have to train you all over again." ✡ At his words Elsabeth became very, very still over his shoulder. Sucking in air and puffing up her cheeks as she felt Gerard turn his body and start walking, knowing that any further discussion would be futile. Lifting her head up just enough she sent a death glare at Elliot, to tell him it was all his fault for this travesty. Only to let out the air she was holding in her throat as Gerard stopped and spoke once more. "I will leave my summon Al to guide you to my place, 'Bishop & Pawn'. She is a good person, thought a bit odd and temperamental. And if you Angel friend decides to act up, she can make this whole null zone more compact. BYE, I gotta go take care of this brat." he lifted a hand up and wave over his to Elliot in a good nature fashion, as color slowly began seep into the area, until it was all compacted into a small humanoid form. ✡ Once all the gray and black gathered into a small circular shape, it burst leaving a pink haired, silver eyed woman with unique armor all over her body standing there. She gave a quick once over of Elliot, now free of her null zone, before turning to look at her master's retreating back. Only in the next instance let out a low, but easily heard stream of cuss words that could of melted metal, before turning her attention back to Elliot, crossing her arms over her chest.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 12:20 am
Elliot, Host of the Azure Flame Christine, Cherubim of Innocence Elliot didn't interrupt, he was in no condition or place to refuse should the older man decline. Though he did end up breaking his serious expression for one of an amused curiosity when the girl was readily hoisted, caveman fashion, by her ally.
The name Beezlebub brought him crashing back to serious though. An incredibly high ranking demon was going to be at this place upon the evening. Right then and there he decided that taking his time in reaching the establishment would be needed, but at least the man was giving them a chance and offers of work.
A smack against white flesh shocked open his eyes, as the girl squeaked rather cutely. Considering the two before him had his total focus he saw the swat, and blushed a bit in realizing what he witnessed. She more than likely, if she even ever associated with him outside this, would hold that little embarrassing moment against him.
"You have my gratitude for this chance, sir. Th...thank you." He inadvertently stuttered the thank you because of the biting cold inside him. The death glare was softened only by the fact that the void would be removed, but then worry entered his mind. Christine was not going to be please. He needed to reign her back immediately as soon as he was free.
The man and woman vanished, and the void was retracting, and Elliot turned away from the forming Al. His connection reestablished, and his body warmed almost uncomfortably fast. Oh she was pissed.
"CHRISTINE! STOP RIGHT NOW!" Elliot shouted as loud as he could, and steeled his mind for the psychic backlash he was going to receive. Her anger and worry hit him like a battering ram, almost knocking him on his a**, he actually recoiled a few steps back towards the void summon Al.
"...INCINERATE THIS RUINOUS SINKHOLE OF A CITY, IF MY ELLIOT IS TAKEN FROM ME!" His angelic patriarch screamed as she flew over what was left of San Fransisco like a dragonfly. Azure Flame only halted for a moment after every frantic pass to ignite a random building or area in melting flame. Parts of the hills Elliot was looking up at quite literally ran red with molten building, concrete, and steel. The fog covering the city was evaporating slowly, as fires rage in the hopefully empty residential areas.
"Christine I'm okay, I'm fine just stop your rampage." Elliot called out much calmer, both vocal and telepathic. Suddenly the rage he felt from her vanished, and he was overcome with waves of relief and happiness. Azure Flame's flying body halted above the city and then rocketed toward him like a bat out of hell. Elliot was pretty sure she forgot she was in her construct, and immediately willed away. Then the astral form of Christine was left, and barreled into him a whiplash speeds, arms spread and tear falling.
"ELLI! MY DEAR ELLI! YOU ARE SAFE, I WAS SO WORRIED!" She hollered as her larger than his body tackled hugged him into the sand over ten feet away from where he was standing. He landed painfully on his back, and in a huge divot of sand, while the astral angel wrapped herself incredibly unladylike around him, holding onto him for dear life. It may have just been a psychic slam, but he could feel her as if she was on this plane of existence. She blubbered and rubbed her face into his shirt, almost crushing him with her telekinetic embrace.
"Christine, Christine, I'm fine...ow stop...I'm okay, let up on me a bit. You're caving in my chest and spine." Elliot blurted out along with most of the air in his lungs.
"Dear Elli, dear sweet Elli, don't ever do that to me again. I was ready to immolate this damnable city if you weren't found." It took some time, and a whole lot of logic to convince Christine to avoid the warpath. Because as soon as she was done fawning over her charge, she immediately turned on Al, and Elliot had to jump in front of her to halt her vengeance.
A tense thirty minutes later, and the fire in the city were put out, Christine was calmed, and Al was unharmed. Finally Elliot could speak with the summon.
"I'm terribly sorry that took so long. Christine is a...passionate angel. Al thank you for leading us there, but may we take some time in arriving. The last thing we need now is my Angel knowing about the guest list." He said carefully to the armored woman before him.
"Why? Is there someone going to be at this Bishop and Pawn, that would rally me?" Christine asked innocently. Elliot just sweat dropped. This was going to be a long trip. ~ "The world isn't entirely black and white Christine." "Mayhaps not, dear Elliot. At least until we're done with it." ~
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 8:12 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter ✡ Al watched the scene before her, only to raise a eyebrow as the angelic contractor burst free on a small rampage. Curling her lip in disdain to the cherubims destruction of Sanfransico she shook her head causing her long pink mop of hair to shift over her shoulders. This wasn't something she really wanted to do, but it was her master commanding it, and she would obey anything her master asked of her in a heartbeat. Her lips curving a bit more making the disdain on her face look like a snarl, as her emotionless silver eyes watched teh boy be smothered by Christine. When the young man called Elli turned and spoke to her, she spat on the ground at her feet. ✡ "It wouldn't matter if we took all week to get to master's shop now. Her little antic of melting a small portion of the western seaboard of this city just alerted all and any people, both nonsummoner, summoner and demon alike. Thank you for your over zealous bought again Lady Christine. Though I will say this, I am not happy meeting you again after a hundred years or so. Follow me Elli, I will lead you to master's club. I wanna make sure that damned virginal hussy doesn't get her claws into him. 'Sides I don't see why he didn't just summon 'mut to fly back." Al growled low as she took a few steps toward him. With each step the ground under her disappeared from existence, until she was toe to toe with both him and Christine. Lifting her head up to look both in the eyes, which were narrowed dangerously. ✡ After a few seconds she sniffed delicately before turning and walking away, lifting her hand and wiggling her pointer finger at the duo to follow her. Her back stiff like a rod had been shoved up it, her shoulder squared and thrown back, facing forward with a killing aura radiating around her. "I suggest you keep up with me. Other wise you two will be fair game to the upper class demons and neutral summoners here. I mean you did just destroy their home and tranquility. And I give you this warning Christine, you try anything at all, where we are going, I will cut the boy off from you. But I will wrap my void around his heart, making him forget you. I, Alvoid, am the summons of nothing. The beginning and end of creation.....Or should I draw the attention of upper management to your...'unrestrained' antic. Not that I can blame you, since I now understand what it means to have something you cherish and want to protect at all cost. That damn dark haired, skinny twit just needs to vanish." she said in a empty voice as she marched towards a work set of wooden stairs to the main board walk. ~About 15 minutes ahead of Al~ ✡ "Seriously, I swear you and him are nothing but big babies. This time I wont intervene between you and my lord leviathan. He just wants to bond you, but you hold no real loyalty to him, so I understand where you are coming from. But alas miss sassy pants, you'd be a great asset to our team, as well as a power boost to him. And tonight after work your getting training in again. NO if and or BUTTS about it young lady."Gerard said softly, lecturing a rather limp and more then likely pouting miss. With a sigh he shrugged his shoulders, bouncing Elsabeth, making her squeak and immediately wrap her arms around his waist. With a soft smirk on his lips, he quickly tampered down a chuckle as she hissed out her breath. "And on a last note, you are being punished for using that particular ability. Like that young man letting his angel posses him and take over his summon, he is more then likely shortening his life span, but not by choice. YOU Elsabeth Perry Carter, are KILLING yourself by CHOICE! that isn't what I taught you, and you know it hurts your summon in the process. Even with what you explained to me, I think you could of done it another way. Your my only precious family I have left, even if we are not blood related." his words soft, and the last ones drew a small sob from her. ✡ Choosing silence for the rest of the trip, Elsabeth let the burning tears run free from her eyes. She knew, that he knew those words would hurt her the most. And while he did have several points, she wasn't happy at all about any of them. Letting her mind wander as she kept her arms wrapped around Gerards waist, feeling her skin crawl under the jacket he had wrapped her in, even though her backside was more then exposed from being tossed over his shoulder. As they passed the run down troll car, that was mostly rusted away, she heard the faintest of hissing whispers and snickers from the demons around them, that were hiding until the sun went down in a few hours. It only made her withdraw into herself further. "Now now they are idiots and don't warrant that anger coming from you. Please Elsabeth, I implore you to calm down just a little bit okay? I need you my friend, companion, summoner and family to be calm and serene." Leviathan said into her mind, making Elsabeth let out a shuddering breath, earning a chuckle from Gerard, just as another voice intruded into her mind. "You really haven't grown much have you child. I mean still acting like a petulant brat. Which makes me wonder why Alvoid is so worried about you anyways. You don't really have much to offer with that skinny, barely curvy body of yours, except your flexibility. But you warrant such worry and care from our master. I wish you wouldn't do such stupid things and just be a good little girl."✡ The voice rumbled deeply in her mind, making her body shiver from the sheer power of it. At her trembling, Elsa's eyes noticed that Gerard stopped moving. Lifting her head up she saw that they were at the Bishop & Pawn. "You know you should tell your all powerful king d**k to stay out of my head. I don't like my body feeling as if i just went through a earthquake, oh great and powerful Master Gerard." she said in a mocking voice. Feeling him go tense under her stomach, before the door opened allowing her to see Leviathan standing there with raised eyebrows, just as another loud crack was heard, as her butt was smack once more. Crying out with tears from the pain as he stepped over the thresh hold into the building, with out a word, making his way to the back where the dressing room for the girls were. Entering the room, Elsabeth felt her body being picked up by his strong hands, so she let go of his waist, only to be roughly tossed on the hard wood floor. Glaring up at him, she saw his green hazel eyes darkening to an almost pure emerald green. Flinching as she quickly crawled away from him, before he turned and left her alone in the room. "Why Elsabeth would you say that. You know he hates those words more then anything. You really do have to stop acting like a brat. I am going away, please don't contact me for the rest of the night." Leviathan half growled angrily and mutter in disgust. Leaving her feeling alone and empty for her actions.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 8:16 pm
ANNOUCEMENT!
Time change it is now evening time. only a few hours until Sun Set.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 2:12 am
Elliot, Host of the Azure Flame Christine, Cherubim of Innocence "The feeling is mutual Allie." Christine's astral form retorted, a smirk playing on her lips. "And don't get me wrong. I like my dear Elli, he's been a wonderfully patient and kind host, but I don't cherish him. He's just an avatar for my strongest construct the Azure Flame, nothing more." Having wrapped herself affectionately around his right arm, as they walked, she simply appeared as if those words were completely untrue by her body language. The angel was smiling warmly, and happily holding onto her constructs host.
"It's true, she really only cares that I'm alive to help fulfill her mission. Though her actions seem contradictory. Azure Flame is the one who genuinely cares for me. She hasn't spoken to me yet, but I can tell." Elliot said as if this was common knowledge, that his angelic provider was only using him. Still he looked at her vaporous face, and smiled back at her. This was a conversation they had when he first set out, and he honestly didn't mind. He, in a sense, was using her too. So it was more or less mutual.
"Also I should point out, that the city wouldn't be in this state if your summoner hadn't interfered. Not totally blaming him, just saying cutting me off from Christine while Azure Flame was out was the reason she had a body to rampage with. So all were at fault in this case." The man said rather matter of factly, but he had no undertone of blame. It seemed as if the two of them didn't even care for the killing intent, or the words of warning. To them they were holding a normal conversation with another person.
"So Ally how far have you gotten with your Summoner? Obviously you care for him, so tell me, tell me? I'm oh so curious." Christine asked unabashedly, as she let go of Elliot's arm and skipped up next to Alvoid, bending forward slightly so she could look the armored woman in the face. Christine was a towering seven feet tall, which made her imposing as was, but her tendency to invade personal bubbles made it more so.
Elliot shook his head silently behind the two women, and decided it best to start his training now, and see if he could open a dialog with Azure Flame. Even being bonded to the Summon for nearly fifteen years, she never acknowledge him. Probably because it's maker stayed with him, and he had little desire to fight without cause. This always back burner-ed his need to bond more with the construct, plus Christine avidly denied him needing to anyways. It wasn't until recently, before leaving NeoSeattle, that he knew he needed to break the control Christine had over his partner. He wasn't going to let another young Summoner die at the angel's hands, because he wasn't strong enough. What better way to train then to dive into a hornets' nest, and put his life on the line everyday.
It was an act Christine wholly supported. She knew he had the makings of a powerful Summoner, which was why she bestowed Azure Flame to him, but he needed the strength of will to take her from it's creator, to fully realize that. She figured indiscriminate killing was the fastest route, and it worked as the first milestone. Now to see what he could do. ~ "The world isn't entirely black and white Christine." "Mayhaps not, dear Elliot. At least until we're done with it." ~
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2014 11:32 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter ✡ Alvoid didn't even stop in her trek as they continued on through the seemingly empty city streets. The quiet almost eery in nature, only to have it broken with Christine's incessant chatter. With a soft sigh Alvoid lifted her hand, using only a singular finger to poke at the angels appariation form, causing it to vanish. In the next second she was standing next to Elliot with her hand clasped behind her back. She noted that the boy was focusing and internally, but it was semi-amazed that he was able to still remain conscious enough to follow her easily. Giving a small sniff before she speaking, "To answer your question Christine, I know better. The creator or in your case God, set rules and boundries. So, just like you angels and demons breeding with humans is just as forbidden. Don't be a twit and insinuate something you know is utterly impossibly, even though other summons are able to take on human form." her voice was no longer platonic in sound, but rather scathing and annoyance. ✡ Elsabeth sat there on the floor for a while, her arms hugging her knees to her to her bare chest. As far as she was concerned, she felt she had the right to sulk, but the feeling of being completely and utterly alone had her shaking violently. After a while she started to take in deep gulping breaths to try to calm her self down. Not that she would ever admit it, she knew she was in the wrong. Sniffing silently to herself, as she pushed herself off the floor to get herself dressed for work. All the while she silently grumbled to herself. The whole time not realizing that she had a rather attentive watcher, until she pulled the small, golden booty shorts on and turned around. Letting out a loud hiss as she felt what little temper she had reigned it go out the window. ✡ "WHAT IN THE NINE HELLS, Leviathan! Can't you let a girl.. No just me have some peace you perverted Jack a**.. I mean first you burst that bubble and cause me to free fall, and then you rat me out to Garad, and now your in here watching me. Your such a creeper." she growled at the demon, who just chuckled as he pushed away from the shadowed section of the wall. Taking a few steps towards her, making Elsabeth narrow her eyes and go into a defensive crouch, her hand snaking out to the back of her vanity chair. Her hand wrapping around the handle of her tri-braided whip, making the demon stop and raise his hands, while ceasing his chuckling. "Okay, I get it your pissed off my dearest. But I am not gonna remain patient for much longer. I want that bond, you marked as mine. Because right now your on the perverbal plate. Others hold interest in you and your talent as a summoner slash fighter." he said in a rather conjoling voice. To which he just received a very icy stare.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2014 2:01 am
Elliot, Host of the Azure Flame Christine, Cherubim of Innocence Christine just blinked a few times, her lips pursed slightly in a confused look, as she found herself walking next to Elli again. That expression too evaporated after a moment, and she hopped gracefully next to the Void Summon again, like nothing had happened.
"But my dear sweet Allie, you don't need to breed to enjoy sex. Didn't you know? The rule just stipulates no offspring, it doesn't mean physical acts of pleasure or feelings of love are a no no." The Cherubim said sweetly soft into the Summon's right ear, holding no ounce of embarrassment in her statement. "Honestly I would have thought demon-kind, of all races, would exploit that loop hole rather fervently." Her long index finger rested contemplatively on her lower lip, and her eyes looked to the sky.
Ignoring the sex talk was much easier done, when it wasn't him who was on the receiving end. Being the incarnation of innocence, Christine wasn't one to fudge the truth, she just tended to blurt out relevant information, be it for good or ill. For the first time in a while Elliot wasn't the target, and he was glad. It gave him a chance to speak unimpeded with his Summon. He looked as if he was just walking quietly behind the two, even his eyes were open, and most his faculties were on the trip, but his mind wasn't.
'Azure Flame...Azure Flame can we speak?' Elliot called out mentally to the part of him that housed her. No answer was given at first, which was expected. 'Azure Flame, please can we speak? I know we've never done so, but I think I'm ready to hear you. I hope you are willing to?' Again he was met with silence, but a slow heat started to build in his chest, focused around his heart. It was a pleasant feeling, not to hot, but certainly warming.
From the silence in his mind came a slight gurgling noise. It was muffled and quite, but it was a voice Elliot hadn't ever hear and he felt warmth from it. Slowly but surely a hazy image emerged from the dark recesses. There, standing in his mind half shrouded in darkness, was an androgynous, orange suited human form, with a collar covering mouth of it's lower face, Azure Flame. What made Elli cringe wasn't the sewn together appearance of his partner, but the sheer weight her pain her glowing teal eyes projected. Being ignored for 15 years pained her beyond anything he could ever experience, but from her eyes alone, it was something he knew he never wanted to.
'Azure Flame...I know it means little now, but...I'm so sorry...' He trailed off, and physically he felt tears start to roll down his face, the pure pain presented to him hurt him emotionally, it reminded him of losing his mother, of killing the young summoner, of all the pain he'd seen in so many others. It was all there in her gaze, and so much more. From behind her collar she let loose a soft gurgling noise, and just continued to stare into his very being. This wasn't going to be a painless conversation, it was going to be in no way easy, but he needed to, and he wanted to never see her face like this again.
Next to Alvoid Christine's face was suddenly stained with pale tears. They flowed unceremoniously and unconsciously, even as she conversed with the summon normally. ~ "The world isn't entirely black and white Christine." "Mayhaps not, dear Elliot. At least until we're done with it." ~
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2014 11:42 pm
Elsabeth Perry Carter ✡ Void looked at Christine, a pink eyebrow raised as a frown curved her lips down. A slightly contemplative look crossing her face as a dark smile took and curved her lips upwards. Lifting a finger she turned around so she was walking backwards down the street, and facing Elliot. Raising a singular finger so it was pointing directly at the young man's heart, she focused her heart as a faint gray black glow appeared at it's tip. Flickering her eyes towards the cheribum class angel, she let the small ball of energy jump away from her finger only to vanish halfway between her and Elliot. Knowing full well that in a few mere second that five large pinion feather on each wing would disappear from her physical body, while she was worrying for her human bonded. ✡ In the next instant she turned around with a small hum of pleasure coming from her throat as she turned a corner, walking with lengthened strides down the street only to come to a complete halt infront of a small squatty like building. Lifting her head up, she gazed upon the large sign that said, 'Pawn and Bishop', then at each end held a replica of the said chess pieces. At the right end was a white pawn and black bishop, while at the left end was a black pawn and white bishop. Though the white bishop had the bottom half cut off from a fight a few months ago. "Welcome to my masters humble shop. IT is completely neutral territory. Angels of all classes, human both summoner and normal, as well as demons of all classes frequent here. I would suggest young Elliot that you keep this ecentric harpy on a tight leash. Cause my master wouldn't hesitate to order me or his other summon 'mut to make both of you disappear in a instant. And about now making the harpy disappear would bring me great pride and peace of mind." her voice monotoned, showed a bit of humor for a second. ✡ Reaching out she went to open the door, only to have it swing open, showing a rather irate young man trying to hurry out. Grumbling under his breath about being a slave instead of a friend and patron to the establishment. The moment he saw Alvoid along with a angel and young man in glasses, he stumbled back, landing on his butt. Not giving him a second look, Alvoid vanished leaving the duo to deal with the man and entering the bar. From inside Garad voice could be heard as he barked out percise orders on what to do, and how things should be set up. While also calling out to the entertainers to get into their costumes. IN the DRESSING ROOM! ✡ Her eyes still narrowed as she flicked her wrist sending the tri-braided whip out with a warning lash, making the demon back up further from her. His face starting to show anger. "I want you to spread the word, that I wont be bonded to no demon at any cost. Contracted is fine with me. I can and will take down as many of you as possible before i die, Leviathan. Recall what it did to Verrine two years ago, that was when i was still weak. I bear that scar with pride. I am stronger, faster, better and more trained than then. I server you cause Gerard gave his word that you wouldn't force me. And it has been a pleasure so far, since you share my sense of humor most of the time, while being respectfully polite while being a utter pervert with tempting heresy. Now if you will excuse me." she said her voice low, soft and almost a seductive purr. ✡ It had the desired effect as the demon shook his head backing away with a visibly shiver down his back. Walking by him she snapped the whip back towards her with a expert flick of her wrist, grabbing and coiling it in her hand. Stopping at the door, she looked back at him with a gentle smile on her face, as she spoke one more in a more normal tone, "Besides, your older brother Beelzebub will be here tonight. Are you gonna be able to stay and watch my performance since you missed my rehersal for my new routine." it was more stated then asked as Elsabeth disappeared from the room, with the sound of skin hitting skin and a soft '********' said after wards. A please smile on her face as she made her way toward were the band was setting up to give them the specifications for her music for her performance in a an hour or two. Ignoring their lecherous looks at her booty shorts and small top and heeled shoes.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:19 pm
T̶o̶m̶m̶y̶ ̶'̶T̶o̶m̶m̶y̶ ̶K̶n̶o̶c̶k̶e̶r̶'̶ ̶K̶n̶o̶c̶k̶t̶u̶s̶
"Do you hear the knocking at night? Do you!? Do you, hear the knocking at night?" ☠Lifting his head up, to look at the sky from under neath his gray hoodie, pale ash blond hair covering dark obsidian eyes. Letting out a sigh, as hands shoved into the pockets of the garment were pulled out, revealing long, pale slender hands, that a person would think belonged to a artist of some sort. Giving a snort the young man let his hand hang limply at his side, before dropping his head, so his chin was resting on his chest. His face hidden in the shadows of his hair and hoodie now, as it contorted into rage and disgust. ☠"It reeks of a battle, but it is the remnants of a fight. Though I am sure the biggest amount of this residual energy is from a angelic being, Little one." a deep voice rumbled inside his head, making the young man shake his head, before spitting on the ground. "Well I guess your as eloquent as ever there you winged a**. Geeze, don't you ever think before you speak.. Oh wait, that would be a miracle huh!" snipped a slightly high pitched female voice,laced with an animal like growl. The male rolled his eyes, as a wry, humorless smile curved his lips. "Would you two not bicker in my head please. IT is very ANNOYING." he spoke aloud to himself, as he began to walk and slide down the rubble at the edge of the impressive sea side city. ☠When silence, tinted with shame colored his thoughts, the young man gave a small snort of satisfaction at it. He was following some information he had gleaned in Nevada over a month ago. He was skeptical about it, but if it led him to that b*****d demon and the angel who had caused him to loose the most precious person in his life, then he would follow it to it's end. Even if it was like all the others before, fake, he wanted his revenge. He had earned quiet a reputation in the last few years as well as the nickname 'Tommy Knocker' for the way her sought out demons and angels alike, killing them without abandon. Making their deaths just as brutal and graphic as that place he had started to call home in Texas, as well as his fiancees remains. The thought of what he would to massacre the said entities, make a horrific grin cross his classical features of his face, into a rather maniacal, bone chilling, blood freezing grin. Causing a dull light to shine in his obsidian eyes, before a barking laugh escaped his lips. ☠He heard the whispers coming from the shadows around him, as the sun set, only getting louder the darker it got around him. They spoke of him, calling him insane, crazed, driven or possessed as well as a devil in human incarnate. While earning him the nickname he loved and hated. He was no one other then Thomas Knocktus, a man who killed in the dark, the playground that was offered to him by his first summon, and only enhanced by his second who was a ice based one. Allowing him to freeze his target from the inside out, before shattering their bodies. But he always left the head and face alone. Those were visages frozen in horror by what their worst fear or fantasy was, each a dark and macabre piece of art work. Each something that he ingrained into his memory. Snarling out his glee at recalling a few of them, Thomas started his long stride walk towards the city proper, for a bar that was called 'Pawn & Bishop' that was a supposed hang out for both angelic and demons. A place that was truly neutral, but he knew that was a lie, his only concern was the proprietor was a man that he knew from personal experience a man of legendary stuff, and not to be trifled with. A man he wanted to battle against again to see just how strong he had gotten in the last ten years. "If so never answer it, for your life will be forfeit, cause it is the Tommy Knockers, coming to collect your soul."
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