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 Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 8:35 pm
₳℞Ｏ℧℟₳  ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "Woah.. *Siffle* W-WOAH!" This was one time Rorry would do anything to forget. "W-WHY AM I FLYING?!" She hadn't noticed she was really being pulled off the ground by the god until he spoke. Causing her to shoot her head up towards him, tears still streaming down her face. "P-Please put me down Mister.. I don't like heights.. *Sniffle*" Aroura looked absolutely pitiful at this very moment, being dangled like some kind of toy. "I-I don't want anything.. *Sniff* ...A-And I don't want your feathers.. I-I just.." She trailed off, her head hanging once more, unable to even face the floating being without struggling to stifle her wails. "Y-Y-You make me feel like.. I'm missing someone.. Really important to me.." Rorry finally admitted, bringing her hands up to her eyes, balling into them. "..Like I'll never see them again!" This was unlike the girl at all. Sure she got scared from time to time, but this was ridiculous. "I.. I.." What was she trying to say through her hiccups? "I.." What was so dreadful to say it brought her to tears? "..I Miss You."Oh dear lord, Roura, not this again. ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 8:56 pm
~BACHRAM GOULDING~
~God of Discord~ He still held the crying girl by her coat, giving an annoyed expression. Why was she so upset, scared of a god? "Listen you, stop sniveling. It makes me look like a terrible being..."Bachram paid close attention to her gasping words through tears. He was so tired of himself crying and others crying. Why was this happening now of all times was just absurd. Then, his composure went really calm and soft. Missing someone... It was a feeling he was all too familiar with right now. Then she said her last words and it almost broke his heart. It was like Audra was speaking to him right then and there. It couldn't have been as she passed away, but what else? He lightly let her down back onto the snow of the ground, carefully removing an embroiled handkerchief from his pocket. He held up the piece to her face, wiping away all the snot and tears of her face. "Settle down, child, there is no reason to be so upset..."Bachram spoke calmly, careful to lightly dab and wipe away her mess. _________________________________________________
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 9:06 pm
₳℞Ｏ℧℟₳ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Aroura continued to weep into the sleeves of her jacket until she felt her mess of a face being cleaned up by the strange figure. But she didn't protest and simply allowed him to do so. "I.. I don't remember why I was crying.. Did I say something funny?" Her words her genuine as she looked up at him with confusion in her dark red eyes, replacing the sorrow. Rorry swallowed her spit, sniffling one last time, before speaking. "Are you a God?" She sounded like a child, though she was one in the eyes of adults. Legally she was an adult herself, a naive one though. "If you're not an angel.. and you're not dead.. Then are you a god?"Oh dear lord, Roura, not this again. ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 9:08 pm
Nico SaguchiMale | 19 | 5 ft. 0 in. Tall Ling Tosite Sigure- Metamorphose ►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►► He searched around the mausoleum while Anya scanned the path they had taken. "Hey, did you find it yet?" He called to her. Anya shook her head and went back to looking. Nico sighed and sat down next to a random grave. "Why's it always the wallet?"Anya floated up to where he was sitting. "Just your luck, I guess.""Haha, funny...." Nico looked around the graveyard and noticed the girl from earlier. He didn't move or say anything but watch. ►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►► (OOC: ) Why is there always trouble...keeping my thoughts straight is harder than it seems...
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High-functioning Trickster
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 9:11 pm
~BACHRAM GOULDING~
~God of Discord~ Bachram shook his head no, cleaning her face carefully and now placing the soaked cloth into his pocket.This person... was more than meets the eyes literally. Through the tears of sorrow laid a mirror that reminded him of his own tragedies and youth from whence he was birthed from chaos. His feet now touched the ground, wings flapping and lightly scattering the flakes of snow away from where they stood. Bits of frost clung to his hair and now dry face as to decorate that of old sorrow. "I am the God of Discord... but right now I am more like the God of Comfort..."He said softly, words confusing even himself. _________________________________________________
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 9:54 pm
₳℞Ｏ℧℟₳ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "..Bachram.. Right?" Rorry was able to calm down, the snow simultaneously stopping. How in the world did she know that? She sure as hell wasn't psychic.. Or was she? "I'm not so sure how I know that.. I just do.. I don't remember much.. I have short term memory loss.." Aroura admitted rather shamefully, looking back down to the melting snow. Why was it melting so quickly? "..I remember coming from some shrine.. The people there mentioned I was a reincarnation of a god.. But I don't remember who or which one."Kay.. She's being a bit too friendly with this new person. God or no. Rorry tilted her head back, looking at the slowly clearing sky, the snow melting into cold liquid which was abruptly then absorbed by the soil. "..It stopped." Oh dear lord, Roura, not this again. ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 10:10 pm
~BACHRAM GOULDING~
~God of Discord~ This was extremely odd. No mortal should just know his name so easily. Who on earth was this person. Well, there was probably a lot of questions and answers for this long journey they all had but it didn't matter for the time being. Bachram was still depressed, but his job as a god of the people came first. He didn't bother even asking about her history or anything. "Well, let's settle certain matters first..."The God of Discord had no idea what this human was, but he was always for assisting the humans. Right now, he just needed a reason to get the death off of his mind. "So.. you need to get to the school?"_________________________________________________
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 8:17 am
₳℞Ｏ℧℟₳ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "School..?" Did Aroura even go to school? Wait, didn't someone else already ask her this question? "..I don't know.. I think so but.. L-Let's go with yes." Wiping her puffy eyes one last time, standing up before lightly dusting off any particles from her legs. So this person would be walking with her? Well, at least she wouldn't get lost or forget where she was going again. Looking down at the god, waiting for him to lead her to whatever destination that may have been, she finally noticed a weird looking gravestone behind him. It didn't look professional, but it was still somewhat nice. 'A.. Ad..' She began to tilt her head in curiosity. She didn't want to be rude but still, she was a curios one. Rorry could only make out the name partially though from the angle that she was at. 'Ad.. Ad.. Adra..?' "..I had a cat named Audry once."Oh dear lord, Roura, not this again. ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 5:56 pm
~BACHRAM GOULDING~
~God of Discord~ "How you made it here on your own is a trial a god like me can't understand..."His wings lightly flapped, a chilly wind rushing with each slow yet powerful movement of where he stood. She kept looking at something. It was the grave he made quickly. The action was a bit annoying him, confused why she was so nosey or couldn't connect the dots. Finally, she said something a bit upsetting. "You really are a dense human. Please don't hurt me anymore than that."They were about to get into bad territory when the boy was back, digging into the snow. There was a strong urge coming from him. It was a simple desire that he was able to quickly tell. As a god, it wasn't hard to sense what and how. Walking through the snow, Bachram leaned down and grabbed something. Afterwards, pointing a boney finger at the child and calling out. "YOU, CHILD!"He boomed to Nico, the power of his voice seeming to be that of a whisper yet powerful enough to echo and shake the snow around. A few more steps closer, the god tossed over a Tanto blade he found upon the ground hoping the boy would atleast catch it. "Be careful losing something as precious that might save your life someday."_________________________________________________
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 6:20 pm
Nico SaguchiMale | 19 | 5 ft. 0 in. Tall Ling Tosite Sigure- Metamorphose ►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►► He caught the tanto by the handle and checked the sheath. "Dammit... Thanks, though that isn't exactly what I came here for..."He seemed a bit unnerved. He took it without me realizing it... Nico hopped to his feet. "Welp... I guess the wallet can wait..."Anya pleaded with him. "But what will you eat for dinner?"He waved a hand. "Psh, there's always leftovers."Nico watched the guy who seemed to be a God of sorts. Hie furrowed his brow before turning towards the gate. "Alright, then.... I'll come back later...."Anya hesitated, looking at the God before turning to look at Nico. She panicked and floated after Nico. "N-nico! Wait for me!"[Exit] ►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►► (OOC: ) Why is there always trouble...keeping my thoughts straight is harder than it seems...
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 6:48 pm
₳℞Ｏ℧℟₳ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± "Huh? What do you mean? Did I say something wrong?" Aroura hadn't remembered her meaningless comment just moments ago. Was it something cruel? Rorry wasn't a cruel person. At least she didn't think so, was she? Thinking so hard on the matter caused her to be oblivious to the God interacting with the boy from before. Even if she did notice him, she wouldn't remember who he was. Regardless, she would snap out of her self questioning once the god turned to her once more. "...Can I help you?"Oh dear lord, Roura, not this again. ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 7:58 pm
~BACHRAM GOULDING~
~God of Discord~ Of course Bachram knew the boy was looking for his wallet, but there was some other reason he did what he did. There was a switch between the two, the boy's wallet now resting within the pockets of the god. However, why would he do such a thing? Simple, there was a simply written note finely written in a professional and neat writing that read:
"Those who can't die can always turn to Discord less their wallet will stay lost."
It was not hard to tell what was going on it that kid's heart. A god such as his caliber exists to make deals and help humanity at a certain cost. However, there was another thing to deal with. The god looked to the girl, a confused look on his face. She really was a forgetful person. He gave a huge sigh, extending a hand. "If I don't help you get to the Augustine school, you might forget and die in this snow. Come along."[EXIT] _________________________________________________
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2015 6:40 am
 Rayne appeared in the cemetery as he could only remnant about what happen in the store. His swords black cloud aura began to seep out as a darker version of Rayne began to stand in front of him. (ormasa): Why didn't you kill her you had the chance you could've killed the boy as well... Rayne turned his head away from the darker version of himself as he held his head low trying to be a voice of reason to himself. I really hurt that girl earlier ormasa...that wasn't my intention... (ormasa): With no effort i see... Rayne began to shrug the demon off as he started to walk through the darkness of the cemetery. He spotted an open field where he sat lowly and unbuttoned his shirt. He knelt down and placed his sword on the ground as the wind was very low here. The leaves began to blow past his face as his seals around his body began to glow he felt his eyes close when he could feel the fire and lightning combusting around his body. He began to fill the sky with lightning as the combustion around his body vanished. He knelt up slowly as he pulled his sword off his back his eyes still closed he began to move with smooth grace as he began to twirl and maneuver his sword almost lightning speed. He only moved but a few steps as he slowly stopped and lowered his sword. He opened his eyes slowly as he twitched his sword as he made all the leaves decimate into a thousand little pieces. He continued his training moving around with his sword as he let out a loud yell and shot a powerful blast from out of his sword into the sky filling it with red and purple lightning, he had to release some of this energy somewhere and he didn't want to attack anyone. He always kept his guard up not knowing if the girl from earlier would try to find him and kill him. The only sad part was he wanted her to him in his own sadistic way.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2015 10:49 am
₳℞Ｏ℧℟₳ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Rorry hesitantly took the strange male's hand. Nearly forgetting everything that had just happened. Blame it on all the trees she rammed into. The poor thing was significant smaller than him, as was her hand. Thus instead of embracing her own palm with his, she wrapped her tiny appendages around his index finger as they walked. She really was like a child. "..What's a Augustine School?" EXIT
Oh dear lord, Roura, not this again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2015 10:28 pm
Rayne began to button back up his shirt as he held his sword in his hand. He began to feel his heart beat furiously as he began to hallucinate seeing blood all over his hands... no...no...No his mind began to race as he could see him holding her in his arms no..no i swear i love her this....this wasn't suppose to happen... He began to grit his fangs as he threw his sword down gasping for air trying to gain his sight of reality.... Its not going to happen...get yourself together Rayne he thought to him self as he started to breath slower. He wiped the sweat from his face as he thought about how he broke the window at that girls shop. What was it about her that made him come back to the store and try to help her. What was it about her that made him want to see her again. He could still feel her grip around his neck. He rubbed it slowly, She's strong ill give her that./b] He thought. Had i not drunken that blood when i did she surely would've killed me... His mind began to race more as he thought about how destroyed this girls psychy. He felt bad about that whole situation. He walked over and picked up his sword as he put it back into its case and slid it onto his back. He figured he could atleast show her he was sorry by fixing her window. He looked up at the sky and as the wind blew through the leaves Maybe i will fix it. he said as he vanished to the town center to repair the girls shop window.
[Exits]
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