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 Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 7:21 pm
Kinetav Erth’azar
Anima | Dark Avenger | Adept | Devil’s Eye Desert
7/8 (8/8 when using Exodus)
Those on their knees still crawling in the darkness
Have been put there in the first place by Light
And Light hunts down welcomes those that come out
The Light persecutes protects those in darkness
Their Priests wound pick up and help those in need
And everyone can not see is able to see this
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
”If you thought Hell was frightening….”
*Kinetav's eyes fell to the floor as he thought of what to say, his white hair falling around his face; Edge knew exactly what was going on as Kinetav's mind receded back into the depths of the old memories. The Anima took pity on the fact that she had nothing, thinking of his own homeworld and what had been done to him. Perhaps this was her Alein'Anarthon, another soul lost without any guidance to help or someone to show the way, whether from the Shadow or the Light. Whether she had seen the good or not in Rykros, he was uncertain...but he knew that he had to protect as he was commanded, and more over...as he wanted to do. A tear began to form in his eyes as he thought of how little protection he had been given by the world, and how a few good friends had kept him alive over the years, providing food and shelter while he went off and was unable to give anything back. He might never be able to repay those people, and guilt flooded his heart as he wanted to... This was one of his many chances at a form of redemption, an ability to become that good friend that had helped out someone so much over the years. As he lifted his eyes back up to Kiita's, there was no hiding of his emotions. The glimpse of pain, sorrow, and hope was apparent in his eyes as he spoke, somewhat softly and not as boldly as usual:*
"I have memories...many, many memories...that do not please me at all. I was banished from my homeworld, an outcast to both the Light and Alein'Anarthon. There are people who will protect those who they can, and unlike the Light that cast me out, welcome people. If you come with us tomorrow, you're coming back out of there. I've witnessed terrible, terrible things, and I think we're all about to witness more. But I will show you how society can accept even a person like me."
”….enjoy eternity in my Edge.”
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
My binding, my oath, my life
Not for revenge, justice, or even thirst
All that One yearns for is acceptance
There are no exceptions to this rule
It is not a Light Bolt to the Heart
Which destroyed wounded my heart,
But one to my leg…Her bolt…Why?
Condition:
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 8:53 am
Kiita glared at him suspiciously. She couldn't even trust the b*****d leader of this realm. So how the hell could she figure to trust anyone...? "I'm not coming back out alive then. I don't have a weapon, I dont have any nice armor or anything along those lines to give me even the slightest of protection. Hell Liliana took my place everywhere. Watch they're probably making out as we speak. I saw the look in their eyes. I'm not blind. My life is terrible, where there's a will there's a way. I'm willing to die." She said everything coldly to him. The fiery hatred and pain grew to menacing sizes within her.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 10:49 am
Kinetav Erth’azar
Anima | Dark Avenger | Adept | Devil’s Eye Desert
7/8 (8/8 when using Exodus)
Those on their knees still crawling in the darkness
Have been put there in the first place by Light
And Light hunts down welcomes those that come out
The Light persecutes protects those in darkness
Their Priests wound pick up and help those in need
And everyone can not see is able to see this
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
”If you thought Hell was frightening….”
*Kinetav listened carefully, Edge whimpering in his mind as he shared his Master's vision of pain in Kiita's eyes; his steel-grey eyes looked over her armor and weapon, and indeed they were not that much...The Anima had known pain, suffering, and hunger. He had never given up entirely, although his methods for revenge were no-where close to pure. He could almost feel the ice in Kiita's voice, that darkness which so many people feared. The shadow...which perhaps this woman had felt herself in her entire life, without knowing the powers and comfort of the Void.
He had known the desire to do that which he could not, and it drove him to the dark ritual that had left an entire city block devastated in his homeworld. After that, Holy power no longer only healed his wounds but blinded him, and he realized that with that ritual...he had divorced the Light that had shunned him in the beginning anyway. His soul was forfeit, bound to the Black Shev'Axjrum and Edge offered no less of a punishment for those unjust beings he slaughtered, even if they claimed to be part of the Light.
He would offer that same fate to all of the unjust souls on Rykros, and together they would journey into the true fate that awaits all -- the beginning, and the end of the Void. They would come to love the shadow that he embraced, and the powers that he was beginning to grow into were also becoming his biggest comfort:*
"My life...nay, my soul, is forfeit. I am an outcast to the Light, thrown down by it. I feel your pain....but The Plague Lord will most likely not grant you a clean or beautiful death, or even a life within the Dead Lands."
*He pet the dog in the woman's arms once again before he stood up and walked silently over to the open door. Peering outside of it, the Voidsworn's eyes gave no indication as to what he saw: Liliana and Srin definitely being close to one another. Kiita had every right to her feelings, and to her emotions as they clearly had some truth in it. He didn't know what Srin's intentions were, or methods. He never knew in the beginning, but he knew that just because a Lord was insane...that it shouldn't be allowed for his subjects to suffer either.
His eyes turned into a look of conviction as the dark gauntlet twisted into a fist, and inside him Edge started to call for Srin's blood yet again.The Anima had to admit his own desire to stick his blade into Srin's back as of the moment as the Lord might have well stuck a blade into Kiita's back...
He wasn't about to let Kiita suffer on account of this, he couldn't... She was innocent, and her soul was still worthy of existance. She had a large heart...it was too rare now-a-days, and the drawbacks of having such a heart is that it tends to bleed more when it's stabbed. A heart...that was once like his before his innocence was snatched by the Light and he embraced the darkness. That heart was still there, bleeding for both his own past as well as Kiita's now. His heart, his soul, his being had its mind made up as the Anima closed the door, his steel-grey eyes turning towards Kiita as he mentioned somberly:*
"Besides...It's not like I insinuated that you get a choice in the matter. You will go to the Plague Lord's Lair upon Liliana's approval, and I doubt that will happen with you having no armor or weapon. So if you wish to go, then do so after you've gathered both yourself and your resolve. If your resolve falters and you give into death and endanger us all, I will know because Liliana can read anyone's mind. And if she tells me that you've resigned yourself, then you will be teleported back to the couch you sit on. If I am told to get you out of harm's way by anyone during the battle because you're in danger of losing your life, I will do so and you will be healed. You're going to live, and you're going to see the good in it. The Light isn't the only benefactor in this world, and even if I must show you the world from my perspective you will come to acknowledge to good within."
”….enjoy eternity in my Edge.”
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
My binding, my oath, my life
Not for revenge, justice, or even thirst
All that One yearns for is acceptance
There are no exceptions to this rule
It is not a Light Bolt to the Heart
Which destroyed wounded my heart,
But one to my leg…Her bolt…Why?
Condition: Healthy
Skills Used:
Cooldowns:
Gauntlet Status: 1/7
Energy: 460 / 480
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 12:40 pm
Kiita curled up around Rak even more. She didn't want to die yet... She wanted to see what it truely felt like to be someone. To be loved, not betrayed and stabbed in the back. "Hell... He won't come near this room probably until I leave it. Everything he needs to go is in here. He doesn't have the guts or balls to face me the damn coward... Hell Liliana probably won't even face me. I bet she just does what she wants all because she can read minds. I don't care if he loved her! He shouldn't have done that to me!!!" She stared off and didn't blink as she explained how she felt. "I'm going... I can still fight... Maybe someone else will find me and want me around..." She closed her eyes in pain as she let her final tears flow.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 1:14 pm
Kinetav Erth’azar
Anima | Dark Avenger | Adept | Devil’s Eye Desert
7/8 (8/8 when using Exodus)
Those on their knees still crawling in the darkness
Have been put there in the first place by Light
And Light hunts down welcomes those that come out
The Light persecutes protects those in darkness
Their Priests wound pick up and help those in need
And everyone can not see is able to see this
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
”If you thought Hell was frightening….”
*Kinetav's hand went to his chestplate as he saw Kiita curl up even more, the talk of relationships not really helping his own mixed feelings; he fought back the urge to pull the locket out of his armor and grasp it tightly, opening it and remembering the world that he once was a pa-- The Anima froze as his mind stopped at that last bit, his eyes widened as he realized...he never was a part of that world in the first place. Kinetav began to realize that he was on the right path, even if it was within the shadows in a foreign world. The Dark Avenger also remembered the oath he took during that ritual that forever changed his life, and knew that he should honor it more. Mentally reaching out to Liliana for a second, he asked her to not call him Voidsworn again as he knew that Ba'Shev wouldn't approve of him being known to the world as such. As much as he loved the thought of being accepted, the Anima needed to be just as shadowy as the Void he embraced. Taking a deep breath and sighing at his decision, he walked back over to the couch and his body sank into the couch right next to Kiita as he enjoyed the comfort of it. He took heart in the fact that Kiita's spirits seemed to be on the hopeful side, and hopefully the woman would feel better soon as he consoled her more:*
"I'm sure there are plenty of weapons and armor to be had here in the Citadel, if your mind is resolved to fight and fight well. Once again, I cannot vouch for Srin or apologize for him...Hell, I really don't even know the guy at all other than what Liliana's told me. There will always be those good friends who you will meet and want you around, even with all the flaws you might have. So do not worry, Kiita. You will find your place here on Rykros."
”….enjoy eternity in my Edge.”
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
My binding, my oath, my life
Not for revenge, justice, or even thirst
All that One yearns for is acceptance
There are no exceptions to this rule
It is not a Light Bolt to the Heart
Which destroyed wounded my heart,
But one to my leg…Her bolt…Why?
Condition: Healthy
Skills Used:
Cooldowns:
Gauntlet Status: 1/7
Energy: 460 / 480
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 1:20 pm
As you ask, Kinetav Erth'azar, Liliana mentally replied. It's upon you if you wish to keep a title or not.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 3:01 pm
   Krona Jones Self-Proclaimed Hammer of Justice
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"Is that not Just?"
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☼☻↓∞†
Krona drew stares as she walked into the bar, Laerian snuggled in her arms. The girl had fallen asleep half-way into the journey back, lulled By Krona's whispered talk of justice. While she found the girl irritating, she knew the girl's telepathic abilities would be useful to her. The girl was young, impressionable, venerable, and full of undiscovered potential. A perfect partner. Yes, she was tainted, yes, she fully deserved to die. But her potential over-shadowed her taint. Krona had discovered that the girl was far more intelligent than initial meeting has suggested; she held knowledge far beyond her years, great passion for a someone so small. She still spoke only with her mind; very few words did she say with her lips, but Krona did not push her to speak. That fear of speaking would fade with time. She was someone who could be molded. Thoughts of this sort filled Krona's head as she crossed the core. She had considered returning to the bar, but she knew Laerian's presence would draw unwanted attention and questions from the perceptive Lukas. It was best to take her to the core, get her a meal and a rest there, and avoid suspicion. A strange, dark, familiar presence caught her attention. She felt the press of the void, a whisper of shadow, the darkness of another denizen of the darkness. Another Dark Avenger....could it possibly be the one that Srin and Lukas were speaking off?She looked about. There aura was coming from none of the trainees or teachers in the courtyard. She did however see Srin rubbing all over a woman that was certainly not Kiita. Seems he knows his way around women. Krona made note of this fact; it would perhaps become useful later. Krona pulled Laerian closer to her and walked toward Srin. The dark aura grew stronger as she neared. Where the hell is it coming from?Her attention verged away from Srin, following the trail of darkness till she it arrived at a door. Dark presence poured from it. Krona debated entering. "...are we there?" Laerian voice touched her mind. Krona jumped and jerked her head toward to the girl, who stretched and sat up in her arms. The dark avenger, set her to her feet. "Yes.?"Her eyes widened, " Good. Let's get food first, I'm starving. Mother wasn't letting me eat as punishment." Krona sighed, investigation would have to wait till later. In her head, she pulled up her mental map of the core. Every detail of place, every doorway, every room, every hall spread across her cells. She navigated the mental halls, and on it, marked the door. "Come let's ask where we can get food."The quicker she took care of Laerian, the quicker she could return and delve into the mystery of the scene before her and the dark presence. "He smells." Laerian suddenly spoke up. Krona turned a quizzical gaze upon her. Why was she suddenly speaking aloud? "That man." her eyes locked on Srin, "He reeks of deceit, betrayal, and insanity. He smells like my mother." For a moment her blue eyes darkened and narrowed. Child-like innocence left her face, across it flashed adult hate. Even her voice held a low, hissing tone. Krona blinked. Strange..."Repeat that." She demanded. "Huh?" Laerian blinked and turned toward Krona. Her eyes were wide and sparkling, her voice high., "Oh...I was just saying that he doesn't look very nice." she pointed at Srin then stuck her tongue out at him, in a typical, childish gesture of dislike, " I don't like him..."Krona's brows knitted. Had she imagined it? I must have....She pushed away the thought, the picture of her face twisting with hatred. "Can we get food now?" she returned to speaking with her mind. Krona blinked, "Ah...yes...." She nodded, eyes on the door again. "Is that where the food is?"'Krona nodded absently; her focus was on the door.
"Ok!"She came back to her senses as Laerian took off toward the door, skipping and bubbling at the thought of food. "Wait!" Krona cried. She hurried after her, but it was too late. The girl burst through the door. Krona was there behind her, swift and silent. "There isn't any food in here." Laerian pouted her voice echoing in her mind, louder than usual. Krona assumed she was extending her mental touch to all in the room. "Just a crying woman and..." She turned toward a man in the room, that Krona did not recognize. Tall, slim, clad head to toe in black; Shadow presence, the kind only present in a fellow Voidsworn, poured from him.
"...He smells like you." she crocked her head at the stranger, "You smell like her, like...darkness.And you're black...like her. Are you a demon too?"
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"Perfect things do not belong in an imperfect world."
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300 E
6 St
7 Sp Black Blood
Dark Avenger
Black Blood
Alligence to Self
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 3:22 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████REAPERXXBESERSKER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore...  XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : C I D A T E LxxL O R D : ± : 3 2 0 0 ll 3 2 0 0 : ±` ▶▶X750 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin looks down at liliana as she speaks and he closes his eyes as he listens. Smiling softly he kisses her forehead and looks at her eyes."Liliana... As much as I have wanted you for myself... Trying hard as I could those years ago... I had tried to move on." His voice was quiet and soft as he spoke ."Their is never going to be a person who could replace you but I believe I hurt someone too much. She cares for me and I believe I do the same..." his arms slowly leave her body, but his right gauntlet lightly holds on to her hand closest to him..."I will come with you and kill this creature... " he slowly lets go of her hand starts to head for his room, his eyes now a deep purple as he makes his way towards his room. Finally make it to his room he found it locked.... he grips the handle and slides the door into the soot were it fit as he looked at Kin and Kiita. His eyes were sadden as he walked in the room and looked at Kiita."Kinetav leave us... I will speak with you in a moment... but I need to speak with her alone." He said softly
Liliana... can you tell him to leave in case he doesn't.... ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ strength ◤10◢xxxxspeed ◤4◢ ██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 3:51 pm
Kiita kept her face blank as Srin entered the room. She wanted to glare at him and cuss him out, but he would make the first move before she threw him down hard and wiped the floor with him. She nodded at Kinetav slowly telling him she would be ok. She set little Rak down and looked at Srin not giving away her emotions. "What the hell do you want..?" Her face saddened a bit.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 4:07 pm
██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████REAPERXXBESERSKER XXXs я ι иxx㊋xxα z ι σXXX↷ I N S A N I T YxxI SxxAxxC U R S ExxO RxxAxxG I F Txx█ █ ⇓XXXX lightxxDARKxx↘↘xxEVILxxgoodXXXX
✪✪XIxxd o n' txxk n o wxxw h a txxt oxxb e l i e v exxa n y m o r e . . .xxanymore...xxanymore... XXX± : M A S T E R : ± : C I D A T E LxxL O R D : ± : 3 2 0 0 ll 3 2 0 0 : ±` ▶▶X750 more chances to s p i l l your b l o o d ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Srin closes the door behind kin, and looks at her. Her anger was greatly noted, He saw Rak in her arms and he wagged his finger at the little guy as he wags alittle back. Srin slowly began to move closer to her his eyes still darling with a deep blue."Kiita..." he slowly began to say
Thoughts Thoughts Thoughts Thoughts Thoughts Thoughts Thoughts Thoughts ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄瘋▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ strength ◤10◢xxxxspeed ◤4◢ ██████████████████ █████████████ █████ ████████████
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 4:14 pm
"What Srin? I don't have all day. I've got to go buy a new whip and some nice armor because I am going with you guys. You busted my only whip and not just that I think I need to go shopping for some clothes and food for my own fridge in my own room, especially since you don't want me anymore." Kiita looked down and didn't look up once while speaking. She wanted him to feel like s**t for hurting her.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 8:29 pm
Liliana smiled. All it took was the right nudge. He had made all the moves but she had planted the idea that he ha new priorities. Come on, Kinetav, she said mentally in order to remain outside the room. We need to return to the Devil's Eye.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 9:56 pm
(( Do not try to power-play my character again, Wulf. He leaves when I post that he does. ))
Kinetav Erth’azar
Anima | Dark Avenger | Adept | Devil’s Eye Desert
7/8 (8/8 when using Exodus)
Those on their knees still crawling in the darkness
Have been put there in the first place by Light
And Light hunts down welcomes those that come out
The Light persecutes protects those in darkness
Their Priests wound pick up and help those in need
And everyone can not see is able to see this
║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║ ║║║║║║
”If you thought Hell was frightening….”
*Kinetav's eyes grew wide as his head jerked towards Srin's door, a familiar presence setting him on edge and yet at ease at the same time; a Voidsworn approached him, yet another one of his kind as he tried to keep his composure. A girl burst through the doors unexpectedly, and yet another voice entered his mind. He was beginning to hate these intrusions into his mind all of the time as he assumed the girl before him could also read his thoughts...but she wasn't the Voidsworn. No, the brethren still approached, and Kinetav approved more of the Dark Avenger that stood in the door when she appeared.
He didn't like it, some random girl able to just penetrate his mind. Kinetav's eyes darted over at Srin, unyielding and defiant as the Grand Marshall of the Legion re-entered the room; Edge growled within his mind as the Reaper dared to try to command him around as if he was still his Lord or teacher. A dark gauntlet again landed on Kiita's shoulder as the Anima was about to protest, until he saw out of the corner of his eyes Kiita's slow nod; Srin started to walk forward, his eyes turning to a blue as he approached and seemed somewhat apologetic. It was this fact and Liliana's presence in his mind again that caused him to stand up and walk towards the door, picking up his vizor on the way out.
He chuckled at the kid's words from earlier as he placed a hand on her head, but his eyes never left the Voidsworn as he saw she was still quite earlier in her training. He politely asked them to at least exit the room with him as he spoke, his face covered in his vizor and not even looking back over his shoulder as he responded to them all:*
"Kiita, should you ever find yourself at the Desert, do tell them that you want to see me. Srin, you will have to talk with me some other time...besides, you know where you can find me or just tell me before we enter the Plague Lord's Lair. No, child, I'm not a demon anymore. And I'm not a demon yet...may that day never come. And you, student, stick to the shadows... Perhaps we can talk more one day."
Back to the Devil's Eye it is then, Liliana. Your way or my way?
”….enjoy eternity in my Edge.”
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My binding, my oath, my life
Not for revenge, justice, or even thirst
All that One yearns for is acceptance
There are no exceptions to this rule
It is not a Light Bolt to the Heart
Which destroyed wounded my heart,
But one to my leg…Her bolt…Why?
Condition: Healthy
Skills Used:
Cooldowns:
Gauntlet Status: 1/7
Energy: 460 / 480
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:10 pm
Krona Jones Self-Proclaimed Hammer of Justice
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"Is that not Just?"
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Krona stood silent witness to the things unfolding about her. She made no move to join conversation, to offer her own insight, as she feared it would spoil the nature of the play before her. Her eyes remained on Srin, but would occasionally glance at the Voidsworn whose eyes she could feel boring into her. It unnerved her a bit; she disliked the feeling of being watched, but also arose her curiosity. Why was he taking such interest? If I recall…there was mention of multiple dark avengers in this desert. If that is true, then it would make sense for him to take interest….but are they recruiting, or is it simply coincidence that there are many there, and if not…why is there such interest in our kind? Why, would Srin trust me and the other dark Avenger so easily, and the desert want us so badly?The questions boiled in her mind. It was rather painful, tryung to fit the pieces together, and connect the dots. It would be far easier to leave everything be, and mind her own business. But there was something wrong, she could feel it. There was injustice somewhere, and whenever injustice was involved…it was fully her business. She was drawn out of thoughts by Laerian. The girl had taken to skipping about the room…or rather in a circle about the voidsword, whispering about demons. Krona rolled her eyes. What would it take to ensure this child that she was not a demon. She opened her mouth to say something, but the man beat her to it, ruffling Laerians head and saying what she had meant to say. Krona’s eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, and past her. Damn…Her eyes darted between him, and Srin. Whom would provide more insight toward her next step? Srin will always be here…but this man, is likely going to return to the desert. This was an opportunity that might not come again, a chance to learn the of the connect between this desert and Srin, the reason this Dark Avenger would turn from the Citadel….a reason that could shed light on Srin’s true intentions. Why was he showing them such favor, treating them differently from other trainees? With a bow of dismissal to Srin and Kiita she followed the dark stranger. Laerian followed at her heel, much to her chagrin. The girl was starting to resemble an overly faithful dog. As she neared them her mind worked. How to work around this topic? She simply wanted to confirm her suspicions that the Dark Avenger was indeed the one Srin and Lukas spoke of…and if he was, see what she could learn from him. What she expected, or wanted to learn, she did not know. “Excuse me.” She stepped before the Dark Avenger and the woman he’d seen embracing Srin earlier. Her face did not ripple it’s poker-like expression as she spoke, her voice strong, and polite, “It’s not often I meet another Voidsworn…in fact, you are the first I have met. Let us at least exchange names, should we cross path’s again. I doubt I will ever meet another Dark Avenger, unless there is some congregation of them hidden that I do not know of.” She extended her hand, “My name is Krona, and if memory and Srin serve me correctly, your name is Kinetav….of the Citadel? Rather unclear on that point,” She turned toward the woman, “And you are….” “My name is Laerian.” Laerian shouted. Krona winced from the force of the voice in her mind. Perhaps she is becoming too comfortable with me….“Laerian, you need to use your voice to speak to those you do not know.” She sent the thought the words, knowing the girl would hear them, The girl deflated a bit; she was did not utter a word
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"Perfect things do not belong in an imperfect world."
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300 E
6 St
7 Sp Black Blood
Dark Avenger
Black Blood
Alligence to Self
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 9:45 am
(( Do not try to power-play my character again, Wulf. He leaves when I post that he does. ))
Kinetav Erth’azar
Anima | Dark Avenger | Adept | Devil’s Eye Desert
7/8 (8/8 when using Exodus)
Those on their knees still crawling in the darkness
Have been put there in the first place by Light
And Light hunts down welcomes those that come out
The Light persecutes protects those in darkness
Their Priests wound pick up and help those in need
And everyone can not see is able to see this
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”If you thought Hell was frightening….”
*Kinetav stopped in his tracks as he walked towards Liliana at the sound of the Voidsworn moving into his path, his eyes gazing down upon the student; her face certainly seemed resolute, and everything about her seemed to be made of darkness as well. Just like Kinetav, she seemed to not have a weapon on her person but the Anima knew better than to trust appearances as his own weapon was hidden. Her presence was actually quite soothing here in the midst of the entire Citadel, and yet...how did Srin get his hands on this one? Was she just as uninformed as Kinetav had been? Kinetav's eyes narrowed when she asked if he was of the Citadel, but it was a perfectly reasonable question as the Voidsworn chuckled and explained himself in a natural tone:*
"Nice to meet you, Krona. I'm Kinetav Erth'azar. The woman in front of me is Lady Liliana of Ernya. And you are right, it's rare for our kind to meet one another, much less have a huge gathering even by incident."
*The Anima knelt down from his normal 6'1" height to look the girl in the eyes at a face to face level, loving the innocence in her eyes and voice. He tilted his head towards her, clearly not as annoyed as earlier...but he prayed that just as he had gotten lucky in finding a total of four other Voidsworn today, that perhaps these were the only two mind readers:*
"You aren't the only one here at the moment who can read minds or speak to them, Laerian. Although I'm a little jealous of your abilities, do not try to read all of my mind. The memories there will horrify you, and most likely break your heart at the same time."
”….enjoy eternity in my Edge.”
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My binding, my oath, my life
Not for revenge, justice, or even thirst
All that One yearns for is acceptance
There are no exceptions to this rule
It is not a Light Bolt to the Heart
Which destroyed wounded my heart,
But one to my leg…Her bolt…Why?
Condition: Healthy
Skills Used:
Cooldowns:
Gauntlet Status: 1/7
Energy: 460 / 480
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