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Dmitri & Zodiac

⚤Dmitri made his way back behind the counter, standing silently where he always stood, in front of him and to his right was Zodiac. His black eyes sliding to her as he heard their master speak, noting she bristled, only to become very still as if frozen. The power that washed over him was highly muted, but still there none the less. His eyes still on Zodiac, noting how she stiffened and went a bit pale, before turning to the sound of foot steps. It was at that point that he raised his own gaze up to see a woman only a few inches shorter then him, let go of a hand to another, much similar darker and younger version of herself. Swallowing as he watched her rush up to their master, her voice a nice tenor as she pleaded her case about her sister.

⚤"Dmitri...that girl...no both those girls...Do you feel it?" Zodiac asked her voice trembling in a mix of awe and trepidation. She couldn't believe what she was seeing in the aura's connecting the tall blond with the shorter dark haired girl. IT was a very strong bond, one that said sisters and more. Narrowing her gaze as she continued to look, Zodiac let a visible shiver run down her spine as she waited for an answer from Dmitri. All the while letting her attention slide for the two girls to the other dark haired woman, whose eyes reminded her of the purest amethyst gems. Only to let her jaw go slack at seeing her aura, which told her she was not human, but beast of legends.

⚤Dmitri literally had to tear his gaze from the blond to look down at Zodiac after she whispered him her question. Only to see her shiver visibly in reaction to the restrained power coming from them both, before noting her jaw dropped when she looked past the quite dark haired girl to the last female of their party.. "I do. But what is it that you see that has your jaw slack enough that flies will be tempted to enter your mouth." his voice soft and humor tinted as he asked. Noting that his reply would be a while in the coming, with the attention she was now focusing on all three of the women.

The Proprietor

Keeping a calm neutrality about himself as he watched the trio come in. His gaze taking in each person's appearance, noting that one of the two other women was a smaller and darker version of the woman. The word void came to mind when he looked at her, for there was nothing there, even if in the depths of her eyes flickers of thought could barely be seen. The other woman was between heights of the two look alikes. Though she radiated a subtle amount of power and in the violet depths of those eyes was a great amount of wisdom. Slowly letting his gaze go to the blond woman, he couldn't help but blink as she marched right up to him.

It wasn't often that someone would invade his personal space with no invitation to do so, or even speak so bluntly to him. Her honesty and almost brutish personality were at odds. But the emotions that she showed when she got to the point actually had his lips curling into a small thin smile. This woman reminded him of someone else, that he had met in the distant past. Removing his hand from hers, he stepped back and pulled at the cuff of his jacket, making a small show of straightening it. "You must be careful of what you say. Things here are taken literally Miss Tician Dracos. Even with what you are, there are still something called manners. But honest is what you are, I will take a look and see if I am even able to help her." he spoke in a deadpanned voice.

Then stepping around her, making sure not to touch her, he walked to the smaller, darker version of her. Pulling off his gloves as he came to stand before the young woman. Detesting touching another person. But some how knowing that it was what had to be done, he reached out both hands. One lifting the despondent girls chin with the finger tips. The other one he placed flat against her breast bone, just were he would be able to feel the soft beating of her heart. "Now let's see what is making you stay hidden within the confines of your mind little girl." He said in a soft whisper, before let his power go down his arm to gather on the hand. Then with one swift thrust he sent it and his mind into her body, focusing on what could cause her heart to seal it's self.

As he slid through the girl, he got a sensation that he was being watched by someone or thing. That it was tolerating him for the moment, making him curious he sent out a small wave of power towards what was watching him, only to have it rebuffed violently, yet in a gentle manner, back at him. Causing his physical body to jerk as if shaken. Narrowing his eyes, as he got the message loud and clear, as barriers began to slowly dissolve for him to pass through. Soon enough he reached the core where the heart and mind linked up. A feeling of being on edge as if he was in some type of danger, he began to carefully sort through the mess of emotions and memories. Going from the newest to the oldest. Seeing and feeling things that this girl experienced, until he saw before him a battle field and in her lap a white haired male with a symbol on his face in her lap. Her weeping over and over that he was just pretending.

The sheer strength of this girls emotions over powering him, making his body tremble and cry. Detaching himself from that particular memory, he began to go back further, only to find a wide stretch that was white, there were faint sounds, almost like battling and singing. The song one of absolute beauty, but terrifying none the less, until it slipped by in a rapid blurr showing him a tall dark haired man with shaggy black hair, a punk style of dress. From his back sprouted two large black wings almost like a dragons, while over one of his eyes was a black eye patch. The man held a sneer on his face as he spoke, flinging his arm forward. In the next instant his field of vision shifted as the girl was flying sideways. Then as if time had slowed, as the girl turned to see a huge lance of Ice sprout from the same male she had held in lap.

Hearing as the male sneered in pain as he countered that he was a Ice Element user, that this wouldn't harm him. Only to have the dark male laugh at him, before the sound of fingers snapping. Then horror bloomed all to real in his mind as the Ice lance exploded front and back, making the youths blood spray out and crystalize. As the youths golden colored eyes dimmed in death. The youths last look was at the girl, a content smile on his face, showing how he felt and glad that she was saved. The world righted it's self, as the proprietor felt a giant wave of pain and then nothing crash over him. As if the world didn't exist any more as the girl made her way to the youth, while the dark haired man spake, "This boy was a fool. And you Lunaria my niece, my pet, my soon to be mate should know that you are not allowed to have others in your life that I do no allow. Now quite that crying and come to me, or shall I start to kill everyone else here who has gotten close to you, including your sister Tician?"

It was in that instant that he felt the void of nothingness boil over into sheer unadultered rage. To many memories of the past flying by so fast he couldn't see them, before there was a high pitched keening and the world went white. It was at that point a pair of amethyst eyes with slitted pupils of molten gold appeared before him and growled threateningly. Then he was shoved out and back into his body. Only to feel his body flying through the air, his skin burning as his clothes steamed around him. Not to many people would have the ability to do what just happened, but he now knew that the girl was stuck on that particular moment. Refusing to accept that her beloved friend was dead, blaming herself for it, hating herself. Denying her own self the right to live, though he knew that she wasn't able to die even if she didn't eat or do anything, because her sister kept her there.

Arching and twisting his body as he flew through the air, so when he landed it was with a light thump against the bar. Giving himself a few minutes to catch his breath, he stood up looking at the trio. His eyes blazing at what was before him, the knowledge he had gleaned. He would help them, and he knew the price that they would all pay in the end. A cold, small humorless smile curved his lips as he looked at them. Oh yes they would pay it to get that girl back.

Zyraine Azules Sol

Running, running, always running.. When could he ever stop running? Zyraine was sick of it.. In fact he could hear them now, a group of elite sent out by his father to kill him. Clenching his teeth, breathing hard, he continued running but they were catching up. No.. Not after this long of running.. They would not get him now.. He felt something pierce his back but when he reached to get it out, he stumbled and fell, driving the blade deeper. A little panicked, he scrambled to get back to his feet but it was too late. They were upon him. Spinning around, a snarl ripping from his throat, he lashed out and a wave of pure deep, dark blue energy lashed out in front of him, thankfully killing all of them in one fell swoop. He sank back down to the ground in relief but that had cost him greatly.. His breathing came in harsh little gasps and his whole body trembled lightly. When had been the last time he had had blood?? Oh well, it didn't matter he decided with a small shake of his head. All that mattered was that he got back to his feet and ran. And so he did.

His chest felt like there was a crushing weight on it, making it so hard to breath he nearly felt on the verge of passing out again. That had only been the first wave of attackers.. He was sure of it.. Suddenly, he paused, gasping, and threw his senses further out. There.. Just on the edge.. Some kind of.. What was it? It didn't matter, it could be a way out of there, though he knew deep down that that was nigh impossible.. But still he ran towards it and when he reached it his hopes soared. Some kind of.. of.... rip? Yes, an actual tear in the whole of his world.. It felt so cold and void, like death itself. Yet, when he bravely put his hand to it, he could feel something on the other side. Something he hoped was safe.. Well, it certainly did not feel very threatening on the other side. He shivered though at the possibility of it, at its very existence. He heard more coming then though and wasted no time. He threw himself through it and spun around, expecting the others to follow through but it snapped shut behind him.

His deep cobalt eyes were wild, looking about him as he prayed that his running was finally over.. He threw his senses out and found others there. Very powerful beings.. But.. They did not seem so threatening either. At the very least, they did not seem to want to kill him. Finally, he took a moment to calm his breathing after coughing a few times, which finally reminded him of the knife in his back.. He reached around to try and pull it out but it was just out of his reach.. Perhaps.. Perhaps someone inside would... help him? It seemed almost impossible to him anymore but he prayed and began to approach the building. It was in a style he had never seen before but he figured that it was a good of place as any anyways. Gathering he courage and calming his breathing as best he could, so that it was merely deepened instead of gasping, he pushed open the doors.

His eyes were drawn to a sheet of paper and he nearly growled. He hated being controlled in any way by others' magic.. He took note though that at least it was just to have him read some kind of rules and nothing that would hurt him. He would let it pass.. These might be the first friendly people he had met in a long time..Two years he had been running on his own and his whole life he had been wanted dead. He could not afford to not make friends when he could and as he said, so far, these were the first people in those two years that didn't feel like they wanted to kill him. So, ignoring his petty fears and the knife in his back that was worsening his breathing, he walked into what he assumed to be the main room. Quickly, he took everything in and found the friendliest face that he could, which happened to be a man dressed in a suit, something else he had never seen and had no real word for and thus put him down as oddly dressed. He had some very strong, very, very strange energies. However, he could tell that something in the room was going on and, not wanting to interrupt, he silently slid inside and hid himself in some shadows. So he waited, half hoping that someone would notice him and half hoping that they wouldn't...



((OOC: I am so sorry for the suckishness of my first post... ;.; Please forgive me.. v.v ))

Lunaria'Tsukikage'Dracos

☯As she stood there, she felt strong presence move closer to her, faintly registering the words the person said. It didn't matter to her, at least until she felt the contact of smooth, cool flesh of fingers touch her. They lifted her head up so that she stared blankly at the person before her, noting it was male. Those red eyes seemed to try to pierce her. But it didn't work, as she just let her dead gaze stare at him. At least until she felt his other hand being placed just right above her breast, making her take in a deep breath, just before his power was shoved almost violently into her body. Lunaria felt her beast roll in her, as it surfaced to the front of her consciousness.

☯The feel of anothers mind in her own was very disturbing, but soon enough she felt the man try to feel out her beast only to get shoved at in warning. Making a small smile appear for a brief few seconds on her lips. It was wiped away as the man began to shift through her memories, playing them backward. Lunaria didn't like this, but Tsukikage was allowing it, while being overly wary of the man. She knew that her beast wanted her better, to make her feel herself again. But she just couldn't do it, Lunaria just didn't want too, because it was her burden and she had to repent for his death. A death that was caused because he knew here, associated with her, was allowed inside the wall she had created. It didn't matter he shoved her outta the way to save her, he still died because of her.

☯Slowly tears began to form in her eyes, before spilling over, trailing down her cheeks like scalding twin trails. It was so damned painful, that she couldn't help but gather her power and shoving it at him. He had no right to see that, feel what she felt and make her relive it more fully then she had been. So with a slow lazy blink of her eyes as she saw the man arc through the air, before landing hard against a counter, which she soon realized was a bar. Her mouth moving, forming words for the first time in two hundred years, cracking and sounding so dry from disuse. "You have no right. Stay the hell out. That is your only warning." Knowing her eyes were now flashing in their true colors of Amethyst with slitted pupils of molten gold. Then in the next instant withdrawing back into the sanctity of her mind.

Memori Mento

⚜Memori felt it just before it happened. Thought it wasn't to much of a surprise to her when Lunaria forcefully ejected the man from her consciousness. The fact that he had even touched her and not got burnt was a miracle, but the sound of her voice, now dried and brittle from disuse in the last few hundred years, made her winch. Though she decided to watch the reactions of the others behind the bar, noting that there was shock and amusement from the girl, who suddenly poofed into another form. Making Memori wonder just what she was, cause that was no small amount of magic to change forms like that instantly.

⚜But before she could ponder it further the feeling of another person entering the building, with a rather strong demonic aura as well as the small of blood. Memori just turned to look at who it could be, when the sounds of stuff being moved and placed reached her ears. Filing away the dark look about the young man, who was obviously in pain, Memori glanced back at the bar, to see the young woman now, who was rather scantily clad, pick up a tray. Deftly making her way towards the man, before speaking to him. Her keen ears catching what she softly said, before focusing on Lunaria who had once more withdrawn, the power she just displayed gone as if it had never been there. Her gaze darkening as she let it slide to the man known as The Proprietor, seeing that smile on his lips. A low growl rumbled in her chest as she placed herself in front of her ward, speaking in a low voice, "I do not like the smile or look on your face sir. I will not allow any harm to come to my wards. They are under my protection.. So out with it, if you will help us then say so, don't look so flipping crazed. I would expect better of a man of your renown."

Dmitri & Zodiac

⚤As she stood there listening to the man speak rather brokenly, she took her time to assess what she could read off him. His energy signature was not hostile in the least, but more of a weariness that spoke of past issues that would lead to mistrust. When he finished asking her if she could help with the dagger in his back, she actually rose pink eyebrows up to her hair line. Blinking a few times as she used her free hand to reach out and touch him. In the next instant they were in a small room with a single bed, a plain wooden night stand that was rather worn out, a door that was partially open to reveal a personal bathroom and a stand along closet with twin doors that were rather scarred. Setting the tray on the night stand she looked at the man who was now seated on the bed, pursing her lips.

⚤Giving a nod that spoke of finality, she set about opening up the first aide kit. "To answer your questions in order. One, your at the apex of all the universes and parallel worlds that exist. This place is aptly named Apex cause it's creator is lacking in imagination at times. Two, it is not unusual for someone to just 'slip' here as you put it. Happens a lot when a person has a strong desire to leave or get away from their own world. But that tends to come with the main purpose of the place, a wish or a dream that the Master here can grant if he is willing to and the person can pay the price he names. On that note, he is the man you saw flying through the air. Which is a delightful treat since not many are more powerful then him. Even the gods and goddess of the many world respect him and visit him." she said, ending her words with a disdainful snort.

⚤The stuff from the first aide kit now removed and set out nicely, as well a glass filled with the red wine on the table. Zodiac turned her attention to the man on the bed. Her eyes meeting his dark ones, noting that they were on black, but rather a deep blue, making her think of Colbolt, which brought a small, pleasant smile to her lips. "Now if you want my help sir, take off your shirt so I can assess and treat your knife wound. Also if you have more questions feel free to ask, cause you caused me to change, means that the proprietor will be seeing you once he is done with that weird trio of women down stairs, if they don't all try too kill each other along the way." her voice slipping from her mouth in almost a dead panned fashion.

The Proprietor

A wicked grin showing on his face as he looked at the reactions, though he didn't take the threat lightly, not with the amount of power still crackling all over his body, leaving goose flesh in it's wake. The girl was stuck in her past, on that singular moment that her friend had saved her life from the blood magic. Yes it was painful for anyone, but a normal person would of gone on to over come the grief, not live in it. That alone made him more curious about what else had happened in her past, and what was the whited out memories. Narrowing his red eyes as he shook himself to help regain himself, he finally spoke, "Your warning is taken and will be heeded little one." With that said he let his gaze flick to the new comer who swiftly vanished with Zodiac, making a mental note he was the next person on his list.

Turning his attention to the blond he looked her over wondering if she had the same ability or powers that the littler, darker version of her had. When he caught her worried eyes he spoke, "I will help you. But the price will be paid by all three of you. I will state it now so there is no anticipation. It comes in three parts. The first being i want your history, the story of your lives. Second I want to know what the whited out part of her memory is, after the young man is killed by blood magic saving her. The last is your servitude to me for a undisclosed amount of time. The reason for the last is it will be beneficially mutual, and you already know that living in a singular moment with that grief isn't something that will easily change. Though I can say getting her out of denial and grief into the anger will be readily fixed within the day. Do these terms sound agreeable to you?"

the tone of his voice wasn't asking, but more of stating that it was this or nothing. As he waited for an answer, he took himself back to his table and sat back down to enjoy the tea and baked treats. He knew that on this one it was a fifty-fifty on whether it was accepted. Since it was a three way concession to be made, that it wasn't something guaranteed, no these girls were of a whole different existence then what he was expecting. More so since the Balance incarnation wasn't in one body but two, accompanied by a dragoness who was a nature or elemental dragoness. Which was practically unheard of as they didn't associate with others due to the dislike they had of other races destroying what they were attached to, the life of the world they lived on, the nature it self.

Dmitri & Zodiac

⚤ Zodiac blinked as the man spoke while undressing himself carefully. Giving a small shake of her head as she saw the small knife buried deep within his back around the base of the shoulder blade. Her eyes taking on a sympathetic look as she stared at it in a strategical manner. "This might hurt a bit sir. I am gonna just jerk this out and apply some pressure with the bandages." she said choosing not to answer his question at that moment. Instead she grabbed a fist full of padded clothes in hand and used that same hand to brace herself on the opposing shoulder, before grasping the hilt of the dagger. Briefly pushing it in before jerking it out in on swift motion.

⚤ The moment it was out, she shifted the other hand to press the bandages over the wound as teh blood began to bubble forth. Giving a small hiss she did some quick debating, before she spoke, "Okay there are two options, I sew this shut or I can do a minor cure spell and still sew it shut.. Either way... it will stop you from bleeding out. DEmonic abilities or not. So Sir what you want to do? As for the master, you wouldn't inconvience him. The fact that I changed to your zodiac sign, is a indication that you were brought here for you desire or wish.... So your choice soon please!"