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 Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 5:47 pm
Lucy's ears perked up a little as if she was a wolf startled by a hunter. "I..." She trailed off as she stood back up and walked over to the man. "You've been there haven't you?" She asked as she sat down across from him. "You've seen the place where the children roam with eyes as soulless as the moon and the dead get no rest?" She asked before quickly giving a rebuttal to her own question. "That's what it is... You smell like home." She pulled out a coin from her pocket and slid it across the table to the man. "I was sent here to gather the other three two of these, This is from hell, obviously." She paused pointing at the pentagram and horned skull printed on the coin. "I need the angel's coin, and I need the nephalim's coin..." she said as she shook her head. "Then I can get back home to my father. That is why I'm here." She looked back at him. "Now what brings you to our little slice of paradise on earth?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 6:02 pm
He laughed again. "Home?... I smell... like home...". He pondered a bit, nodding. "Indeed... I've been there. To your home, Hell. Quite recently. The heat nearly drove me mad, but situations of necessity happen". He picked up the coin, slowly rotating it in front of his face, examing it carefully. "Demon coin... how fascinating. It gives a low heat, so those who need it can be reminded of who they are". He placed the coin between them.
"I suppose answer begets answer. I am here for someone important. Ashamedly, I lost him, and have been following the cold in the hopes he will be there. Alas... luck favors not the seekers, but seek I must. It is my duty... as a Servant of the Cold... to my master, the King of Winter...". His breath froze in the air, despite the warm room.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 7:23 pm
Lucy hopped up from the table and ran back to the bar to grab another bottle of scotch for her and another bottle of brandy for the man. "That breath must be able to work like a freezer on a bottle, right?" She asked setting the two bottles in front of the man. "I'm sorry, I forgot to ask your name." She pulled the coin back and placed it back in her pocket. "I'm sorry, it's been a while since the stench of home invaded my nose." She said as she scratched the back of her head.
Dante looked over from the table with Luna and chuckled. 'Lucy, I haven't seen you this flustered since that time I caught you in bed with that female demon hunter back in Easton.'
Lucy turned as red as her coat. "S-Shush you... I told you I was getting information on YOUR brother's sword." She now stared at the table embarrassed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 7:29 pm
He grabbed both bottles, letting ice freeze down their sides.
"Not just my breath. My body, inside and out, is one large... 'freezer', as you called me". He laughed at the joke, cracking a smile at last. "My apologies..., but as a Servant of the Cold... I was not meant to have a name. However, if you must refer to me as something... Call me Frost. As in, the first frost of autumn... which brings us this wonderful weather...". He opened the brandy and drank the bottle down.
"So, the demon is promiscuous? And named Lucy... A fine name. Derived from your... Lucifer, perhaps?" he questioned.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 7:36 pm
Her eyes widened as Frost chilled the bottles. "Y-Yes.. He is my father." She said softly her mind wandering, with a look in her eyes as if she was a million miles away. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Frost." She stated before drinking a good half the bottle of scotch. "I do apologize, I'm not used to having this homesick feeling...." She trailed off as she took another swig. "Why were you in Hell? Did you get to meet any of the heads? Do you know how my father is doing?" She spat out question after question like a piston.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 7:44 pm
"Father...", Frost breathed, "you say? It is an honor to meet you, then, Lucy". He stared at his empty bottle deeply, wondering what to say to her questions.
"Why was I in Hell?... I had heard my master speak of meeting with someone there... Mayhaps I was early, or too late, but it was my only path... Meet with the heads?... I am... unlearned of who is in what position in Hell heirarchy, so my apologies for no answer there..."
He sighed, lowering his head.
"As for your father... he never was the happiest of men... and even unhappier as a demon... He is... well enough, as I heard. As a Servant of the Cold... I was not allowed near Lucifer... But... I believe rumours have been spread through Hell..."
He looked up, straight at Lucy.
"Lucy... I believe... you have short time to return... Death is a chill I will never forget... and I felt it... when I went to see him... he may be alive now... but I cannot say how long..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 7:58 pm
Lucy shed a single red tear as she slid her bottle over to Frost. "What am I to do? I can't find that damn Angel or the Nephalim." She began to get agitated with herself. "Was I doomed to fail this mission in the first place? What does he expect me to do?" She slammed her fist into the table leaving an imprint of her hand burnt into the wood.
"If he dies and I'm not in Hell I cannot take the throne, Who is conspiring against him now?!" She stood up and began to pace back and forth.
Dante stood up and walked slowly behind the bar. 'Why didn't you tell me you wanted that damn coin? We could have saved a lot of time.' he said as he tossed the large coin over to Lucy.
She caught the coin and stared at it with a blank stare. "You!?" She shouted. "You had the Nephalim coin the whole time?"
'Well... I am the Nephalim champion you didn't tell me you needed my coin.' He said with a raised eyebrow as he poured himself a shot of scotch.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 8:12 pm
"Nephalim... a high honor. My master spoke highly of you".
Frost stared at the ceiling thoughtfully.
"Logic dictates... my master, the King of Winter, may have your final coin... but he is missing, and I must find him to continue my life duty to protect him..."
"Conspiracy amongst the demons... an angel, perhaps? What angel would summon Death?... And why would they wait?... Pieces are missing... A puzzle, with few pieces in the box... Or another demon... But who would turn on their own Lord?..." Frost mused quietly to himself.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 8:19 pm
She dropped the coin to the floor with a sudden realization. "It's Gabriel and Azrael..." She trailed off as she fell to her knees. "I always knew my uncles were off but..."
Dante cut her off. 'Lucy, you're shaming your father like that.' He said as he nodded to Frost acknowledging his comment. 'Get up before I pin you to this wall with Rebellion again.' He took another shot.
Lucy picked the coin up and stood back up. "The last thing I want is to have that hellforged steel in my body again, it's bad enough I still have the piercings." She said quietly as she rubbed her chest.
"Frost, how can we find your master?" She queried as she pulled her sword off of her back and slammed it into the floor in front of her.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 8:29 pm
Frost stood up as well, pulling a glowing, blue dagger from his boot.
"He brings winter where he steps... but as Winter comes naturally, he is amongst his element. However, his is colder. When you feel the blood begin to slow, he is near... I can... vaguely track him with Winter's Bite here... but it is not accurate... especially in this time..."
The blade shined, dripping a cold drop to the floor and shattering like ice.
"Winter's Bite... show me where winter's bringer has stepped".
His arm floated up and began to point in various directions slowly. A withheld look of confusion crossed Frost's face.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2016 6:58 am
As I was about to indulge Lucy's question, my reply didn't come as another patron requested a drink to which Lucy decided to supply the man with.
Before I could say anything the man spoke again, snatching the woman's attention yet again.
Though I suppose I didn't mind he interrupted.
I wasn't feeling all too well speaking freely about muramasa and the state my state of wellbeing.
Lowering my head further as to not arouse anymore attention, I continued eating albeit slowly.
The tavern owner, Dante, had joined their conversation.
Which I ..eavesdropped.
Heh.
Awfully if I might add.
Stealth and reconnaissance was never my forte though people might mistake me for a thrice damned ninja for carrying the cursed sword.
I could hear bits and pieces regarding demons and the unholy one. Lucifer being spoken.
So freely too.
I've never had much the gall to utter the names of these unholy beings, some say just the mention of their name could summon them.
I can't say I believe it fully, but you can bet your butt I won't be saying it for kicks.
When was the last time I killed a demon?
I tried remembering, but nothing returned.
Too long. It was too long.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 7:48 pm
(Just to warn everyone, I have never RP'ed before. Like, ever.)
The cold has never been Opal's friend, and it proves to show still to this day. She had been told of the Black Forest's harsh, freezing winters but she had insisted on making the trek through the woods. The torches, as she had tried to use, provide no warmth to her aching hands, and she thinks that surely she will die out here.
A light tries it's best to shine through the dark forest, and Opal's dark green eyes dance in happiness--warmth is all that she can think of. Legs going as fast as they can (and protesting against the cold as loudly as they can), she treks through the snow toward whatever this light provides. Maybe they have food. I can go for a nice bowl of soup, she thinks as a hopeful smile claims her face.
She reaches the light and looks up at the sign, "The Moonlight Tavern."
Brushing her long brown hair out of her face, she walks up to the door, taking a hopeful breath before she enters.
Here's to having soup.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 9:11 am
((Going to skip Lucy a sec, just to keep this whole thing going :3))
Frost lowered his dagger, hoping to not scare the newcomer. He also felt eyes on him from behind. Turning to look between the two, he bowed slightly.
"My greetings to you, newcomer of the cold... and my apologies... to you.. silent one...".
He slid the dagger back into his boot.
"I am... Frost. A Servant of the Cold... and guardian to He who... brings this weather, the King... of Winter... May I... know who you both are...?"
He breathed heavily. The warm room was getting to him now.
((Also, don't worry about never RPing before. If you do something wrong, I'll be happy to help.. after joking about it probably. razz ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 8:56 pm
Opal, only having just closed the door behind her, stares in shock as the creature in front of her sheathes the knife within his boot. An odd welcome, she thinks, but she has never been one to judge. Having a weapon while gallivanting within the Black Forest is a good idea, which she only thought of just now.
With a weak voice, Opal replies to Frost, "I'm Opal..And you are?"
She unconsciously keeps her hand gripped tightly on the entrance's handle, the other gripping her gray, tattered scarf hanging around her neck. Taking the time to look around the tavern quickly, she beings to suspect that she may have walked into an unexpected adventure.
(Bruh, it's all good if you crack jokes at my lack of RP skills. XD But yes, any and all help is wanted and welcome with open arms!)
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 3:14 am
I feel my teeth clench as the one who calls himself Frost (How fitting) acknowledges me.
Sighing softly at my inability to stay inconspicuous, I give a small nod to Frost and also to the adventurer at the door.
"A..pleasure..to meet you" I said, setting my eating utensils down as I finish my food.
I wonder if I should leave the tavern soon because I shouldn't be staying at one spot for too long lest some upstart recognizes me from the wanted posters and decide to cash in.
"Uhm..The names Luna" I offered my name, not bothering to give a fake alias.
(Ohheyy!!)
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