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 Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 9:34 pm
Peer into my Soul...  V i c t o r i a xx A y u m i "H e l l s X G r a s p" L e v e l
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3 XX This man was honestly a vile creature. He was way too sexual for his own good. However when he spoke, he spoke as if she wasn't even gaining any power.. she would show him. She would make a style that was uniquely her own. She had decided this as she ran around the room, in nothing but her thong, practicing shadowboxing and recalling what she had read from his book that he had given her. She knew she was being watched, it bothered her, she hated it, but she would do whatever it took to gain power. She shadow boxed and ran until her hair was starting to be matted with sweat, and her skin was glistening. Luckily, deodorant and perfume kept smell away. She continued to run until she stopped, it was time to take a small break from running. With her stamina increased, she began to shadowbox, standing straight where she was, perfecting the last of the techniques, afterwards she looked right at Dorian.. what would happen if a man like him took over the island? x
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 3:37 am
"Not bad." Dorian said with half-admited praise from his comfortable chair. He laid down his empty wine glass before moving his fingers over the buttons of his shirt. "But you look so tired and sweaty. Would you like to take a "break" for a little while?" The top button popped open to expose the center line of his chest before he stopped. "Well, that's too bad. You still have much to learn, and experience, before I'll let you rest." Bright green emeralds stared up into Ayumi's eyes before her master would continue saying, with a sigh, "There are a number of General Skills for you to learn first. My dashingly handsome illusion will show you some, and serve as a dummy of sorts for you to practice on. But try not to hurt him too bad, hmm? You might hurt my feelings." A second Dorian would then appear, standing in front of Ayumi for her to practice on. Even if she knew this one was only an illusion, her mind would make every touch feel just as real as the genuine article.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:29 pm
Peer into my Soul... V i c t o r i a xx A y u m i "H e l l s X G r a s p" L e v e l
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3 XX As he mentioned that they would be able to take a break she would sigh. This is not what she needed at the moment. She needed power. Not to be violated for the millionth time. She also noticed his wine glass was empty. She wondered how much he needed to drink before he passed out from alcohol. She wasn't exactly sure. However it would be curious for her to know what his alcohol tolerance was. He then spoke that she had much to learn, so she walked over to the one thing that she had yet to learn and that was general skills. These were universal skills that every fighter had to come to know. Regardless of gene-x or main or sub styles, these taught everyone how to be the same. It was a common martial arts that made everyone bound. By this one style. Walking over to the bookshelf. She decided to pull out the book on general skills. Unfortunately she had to go on her tip toes just to reach it. Pulling the book out, she opened it and began to read through it. Flipping the pages she realized just how boring this would be. However it was partially her fault for taking so long in not learning this style. Yet the fault also lye with Dorian for failing at teaching it at any time. He seemed to possessed by his schemes and perversions. Majorly she blamed Dorian but in truth this was also her fault. Why was he drinking anyway? He had never done that before while watching her train. He was kind of seeming to grow off his knocker. Or what was the saying? She didn't know. However, she continued to flick through the pages and practice the techniques. She was thinking, at the same time, of the coming rebellion. How did he plan to get followers? With the red suns dead, who could he even recruit? He'd need people on his side, students and teachers, she thought as she completed her skill set. x
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x...and see that I am the Angel of Darkness. Sin. G.S. Learned Tier 1 + Tier 2 + Tier 3 + All Skills under the former. 32 Sentences total.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:07 pm
No more quips of praise came from Dorian. Instead, the illusion of himself pulled out a dagger and slashed Ayumi's body during the practice of her last general skill. Of course, the illusion couldn't hurt her so the knife simply passed through her body, but watching it happen was nerve-wracking to say the least. "Things turn deadly quickly when a weapon is pulled. Don't you agree?" The real Dorian said, standing at the other end of the room, by his weapon's closet. Again, the speed of the man was scary sometimes. A sleek, silver, double-edged dagger was retrieved from within the closet. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger found itself stuck into the floor at Ayumi's feet. "Let's see how you wield it." The illusion Dorian readied its knife and would proceed to show Ayumi how to draw and sheathe the knife practically instantaneously. Then she would merely have to mimic the attacks it performed on her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:46 pm
Peer into my Soul... V i c t o r i a xx A y u m i "H e l l s X G r a s p" L e v e l
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3 XX Suddenly, as she had perfected the last technique, a clone came towards her and slashed at her. She didn't know it was a clone, and she fell back quickly in surprise and shock. Landing on her a**, she had her arms up across her chest but farther away from her chest in an attempt to have her arms slashed instead. Luckily, it was a clone, she opened her squeezed tight eyes and looked at Dorian. He walked over to the closet and through a knife at her feet, in which she pulled her feet in quickly so they would not get hurt or stabbed. She stood and picked up the knife, she began practicing the techniques that Dorian would demonstrate. She would perfect these techniques to the absolute letter, no matter how hard it took. By the time she was done, she sighed and went over the techniques one more time just to be sure. She held the knife calmly, she wasn't sure what to do now, but she knew he'd want the knife back. x
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 6:52 pm
Peer into my Soul... V i c t o r i a xx A y u m i "H e l l s X G r a s p" L e v e l
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3 XX As she had completed the knife training, or dagger, or whatever really. She dropped the blade and walked back over to the bookshelf. Grabbing the Hell's Grasp book, she began to read through the skills that would be required in the usage and how to use the next stage in itself. Focusing her inner ki she closed her eyes and felt her inner body warm up. In truth, she always loved to learn this skill, as it was simply the strongest and made her feel so much more at home. The intense flames that could come out of her body from her body to burn people alive. It was a fuzzy warm feeling that helped her concentrate even more. She couldn't help if this was her true nature. She would need the power of fire if she was ever to destroy those in her path. Or to even complete her next level up test. As she had finished, she reopened her eyes, walked over, and got dressed back in her kimono. Picking up her face mask that covered the lower half of her face as well as her neck to right above her chest, she slipped that back on as well. "Time is running short. Where is Tyler's body located at? If we do not act soon, we might as well give up the plan now." She spoke calmly, her eyes focused more than they had been in a long time. x
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 3:25 am
An audible sigh followed Ayumi's suggestion that they search for Tyler's body. "Training, missions, is that all you think about?" Her master criticized from his bedroom dresser, shaking an empty upside-down wine bottle in vain. "First my slaves are called away, now I'm out of wine." A look of disgust creased Dorian's elegant face, and he threw the empty across the room where it would smash into pieces and litter the floor. "I don't even have a b***h to clean that up." He muttered, half-way angry and half a maddening laugh at his own pitiful circumstance. Ayumi may have been more focused than ever, but her master seemed anything but.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:07 pm
Peer into my Soul... V i c t o r i a xx A y u m i "H e l l s X G r a s p" L e v e l
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3 XX Ayumi watched quietly. "First, you're drunk. Second, focus. Time is of the essence here. When I retrieve his body, you will be the King of the Island. Anything you want will be yours. Anything. However, at the current time. You are wasting time on self pity instead of focusing on what needs to be done to secure your position in power. Or perhaps you don't have what it takes to rule. Maybe your brother has you beat in that aspect." She stated as she put her hands up in the air and shook her head. "Perhaps he really is the better or the two brothers, compared to the self pitying drunk." She figured she would get her a** beat for this one, but, it may snap him back into it. x
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 1:23 am
Dorian rolled his eyes at Ayumi's first comment. He paced across the floor with little interest in what this power-hungry doll had to say. But he stopped at her second remark and grew a mischievous grin. "Sin, are you trying to piss me off?" The deranged master glanced at his student from across the room. Then he wasn't across the room. In an instant Ayumi would feel a warm breath caress the back of her neck. "That's adorable." He whispered before playfully pinching the lobe of her ear between his two canines. A snake-like hand would then dive down the center of her kimono and coil around one of her bountiful summits.
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 3:20 am
Peer into my Soul... V i c t o r i a xx A y u m i "H e l l s X G r a s p" L e v e l
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3 XX As he would ask his question, she would only retort. "I don't even have to try anymore, I simply do." She stated in an uncontrollable tone. Something was changing deep down in Victoria lately. It was as if she was becoming more and more... alive. As if the spark of Hell's Grasp was igniting her free will to become more and more unstable, chaotic, insane. Like a true flame that was always vying for more and more power. Even though her body was bruised and scarred lightly still, even moderately bloody, she would never give in. Her unrelenting spirit that seemed to only grow stronger and stronger was what made her unique. Or perhaps it was simply due to the fact that the petite girl could take the pain. That she secretly reveled in it.
Suddenly a dark portal opened up. Some odd type of tendrils gripped the ends and a woman dressed in a very provocative manner stepped through. She had never seen her face but she memorized that voice. That voice. Suddenly a memory flashed between her conscious and reality. She was submerged between the two. The woman's voice, a small axe, and telling her to kill her friend. Or be killed. She remembered severing her friends head and the blood that came off of his neck from the line that seemed to be as if his head had disappeared in a bad magic trick. She was back, her heart was on fire, something inside of her lit up and was uncontrollable. She called Victoria a thing, in reality she was a person and that was a thing. Dorian may be fondling her, and while she hated it, she hated even more that it was in front of someone else. It only added to it that it had to be in front of this woman. She would elbow upwards towards Dorian's head with her right elbow, and attempt to sprint forward, reaching down she would pick up the knife from training and run directly at this unnamed woman. Murder in her eyes. Stopping. She dropped the knife. "Screw this. I'm out. Message me when you freaks are done." b***h exited like a boss leaving the psycho's alone. x
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 12:35 am
Dorian was just starting to enjoy fondling his favorite toy. His hips grinded into her lower back and the quivering warmth of her body almost made Dorian forget about his troubles. Then, the silver-haired narcissist received an unexpected visitor, an old friend no less. Dorian smiled, nearly genuine, at his old crush, Calypso. But her arrival didn't make him stop playing with Ayumi, oh no. If anything, it only made him more into it. His hands expertly kneaded Ayumi in the way that only experienced men knew how to. However, Dorian wasn't looking at her anymore, he was staring at Calypso. As usual, she was quick to tease him, and even though teasing was all he knew that it was, he couldn't help but love it. "Calypso, just the woman I was hoping would drop by." Dorian replied with a pleasant grin. At her suggestion, his hand would travel lower down Ayumi's kimono. Soft tendrils would split her lips and caress her sex eagerly. "It's been too long since we came together. But I'm curious, how did you know I was planning something?"
Dorian could hardly get his words out before he felt a spark of murderous intent flare up in Ayumi. He casually slid to the side to narrowly avoid her elbow strike, but lost his grip on her in the process. In an instant his student had grabbed a knife and charged his guest, but then stopped only to walk away. A wise move, he thought. Attacking Calypso would've likely been the end of her. "I'll be in touch." Dorian teasingly called after Ayumi, tapping his temple as she would walk out. Once the cellar door closed again, Dorian would sigh and approach his guest. "I must apologize for her rudeness. She can be a little...touchy. Good students are so hard to find these days."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 4:36 am
Dorian's sharp, fox-like smirk didn't fade with Calypso's presence drawing so near. She nearly devoured his attention, and her playful words seemed to draw his eyes to hers. "Bore you?" He repeated her words in a playful manner and would softly place a finger under her chin, raising her eyes to meet his. "Why? Aren't you happy to see me?" Again words fell from his mouth, a sweet poison that he knew Calypso could never help but drink in. "Perhaps you'd enjoy a change of scenery."
A flicker of flame suddenly licked the air behind Dorian and Calypso would find herself standing on a barge of flat, molten rock floating in a volcano of lava. Above, she would only be able to see the thick black clouds of ash and smoke. Orange, boiling magma licked the walls of the room, which strangely seemed far-off in the distance. Below, Calypso could hear the lava form white-hot bubbles and pop, mere feet from where she stood. Of course, from her time with Dorian she would know that this was all an illusion, but that didn't stop how real her mind told her it was. Her charmer's handsome and flawless face reflected the red glow of the lava nearby, his silver hair flowing with the hot draft that swept through the volcano. "I have missed you." His soft lips parted and leaned in to engulf her in a deep kiss, the reunion of two lovers floating amidst a pool of destruction.
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