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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:09 pm
 Cαssαи∂яα Дяια∂иe Dιмιтяι
[Succвus] [Ƭrιcκsтɛr] [Sтяeиgтн: 5] [Sρɛɛ∂: 9] [Tяαιиee] [Yuяαи] [Cιтιzeи] “Tнιs doesn't make much sense. Think far out, but Im' still locked ιи…” xxxxCassandra froze when Azrael's hands gripped her shoulders, the pressure verging on pain. She gasped aloud when he turned her around, and stared, confusion evident on her face, into his crimson eyes. As he spoke, she was preoccupied with studying his facial expression to fully catch his words, so when she did, her reaction was a bit delayed.
xxxx"It's okay. I understand." Her voice was quiet as she leaned forward to gently press her lips to his. "Now, about this tail technique..." She flushed brilliant red as she spoke. "I don't have a tail or wings. They were removed by the men before I was awakened." Her words came out as a quick mumble. “…I'м still lost, walking circles. The floor swallowed me up; there's nowhere to Gσ..." 
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:15 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5|  Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
He was silent for a moment before he leaned forward and kissed her gently. "You said one survived? I'm going to mutilate him." His tone was pleasant, but the anger in his eyes at what they had done to her was evident. Still, he shook that off. "Well, that does limit what you can do for training. But luckily I do know of a technique that you can use, and use well." He took one of her hands and brought it up to his lips, kissing her fingertips gently. "There is a technique that allows you to strengthen and lengthen these nails of yours. You'll be able to use them for combat if you want, or for...other things.." Now he blushed and looked sideways, his face turning a faint red.  ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair. ((This technique is worded poorly, but: three posts to learn.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:36 pm
Cαssαи∂яα Дяια∂иe Dιмιтяι
[Succвus] [Ƭrιcκsтɛr] [Sтяeиgтн: 5] [Sρɛɛ∂: 9] [Tяαιиee] [Yuяαи] [Cιтιzeи] “Tнιs doesn't make much sense. Think far out, but Im' still locked ιи…” xxxxLeaning forward, the tiny redhead, barely able to call herself a Succubus, being devoid of wings or a tail, leaned forward to kiss her Shadowknight gently. A wide smile, almost childlike in its appearance, graced her full lips as she looked at Azrael, touched by his words that showed he cared in a not-so-subtle way. She laughed once, a sparkle of humor making her laughter like bells as it rang through the quiet room, and pressed her lips to the tip of his nose gently.
xxxx"It's okay.I learned to live without them, Az. It's not like I ever needed them or anything." Cassandra smiled at Azrael before stepping back and taking a deep breath. Focusing her energy into her fingertips, the blood red color glowing like a film over her skin. She layered a thin skin of energy over each fingernail, making sure to coat each in a thin film. [1/1]
xxxxFocusing her energy, Cassandra's brow furrowed in concentration, trying to will her nails to lengthen. Her skin around the nail bed rose in temperature as the cells divided and multiplied rapidly to form more collagen. The bed of each nail stretched almost painfully as the rapidly dividing cells caused her nails to lengthen. [2/2]
xxxxCassandra watched avidly as several layers grew rapidly over her already long nails. The extra layers had her nails thickening, strengthening to an inhuman sharpness as they continued to grow. When she finally allowed her energy to disperse, her nails were more like claws than nails, clearly able to cut through flesh, which she proved by testing it on her arm.[3/3]
xxxx"What kind of 'other things'?" Her eyebrows raised as she turned back to Azrael, teasing light clear on her face. “…I'м still lost, walking circles. The floor swallowed me up; there's nowhere to Gσ..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:41 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
The blush on the dark warrior's face intensified greatly as he shook his head. "That's something for another time Cassandra." His words were jumbled and shaken. Instead he grinned at her sheepishly. "Uhm, how about we get you to learn some of your elemental techniques now? It is private enough here for us not to be bothered by anyone..." He was still stammering, something that bothered him. Still, he was slowly realizing why - and that realization wanted to make him destroy the survivor even more. Then his eyes slid down to those nails, and his blush tripled as he thought about those 'other uses' he had mentioned. While he might not have had practical experience, the Monastery had had a few of the...dirtier, works. The older men were lonely after all. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 12:05 am
Cαssαи∂яα Дяια∂иe Dιмιтяι
[Succвus] [Ƭrιcκsтɛr] [Sтяeиgтн: 5] [Sρɛɛ∂: 9] [Tяαιиee] [Yuяαи] [Cιтιzeи] “Tнιs doesn't make much sense. Think far out, but Im' still locked ιи…” xxxxCassandra shook her head as Azrael spoke, seating herself on the edge of a piece of furniture that resembled a bed, but felt like bricks. Crossing her right leg over her left, she looked at Azrael for several long, quiet moments, studying him with a confused expression. She yawned widely, stretching her arms and shoulders before covering her face with her hands like a small child would to hide extreme exhaustion. Allowing herself to fall backwards, she rested on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment with her scarlet curls spread out around her face with her head against the mattress.
xxxx"I'm tired." She murmured as she raised a hand to her face. she rubbed her eyes gently, as if trying to rid them of the heavy, sleepy feeling that accompanied the exertion of forcing so much energy out of her smal body at once. “…I'м still lost, walking circles. The floor swallowed me up; there's nowhere to Gσ..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 12:08 am
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
Azrael pulled the heavy plate mail off, leaving him in his under armor attire of long sleeved shirt, black trousers, and a thin chainmail vest. He sat down on the bed beside Cassandra and stroked her hair gently. "Then rest. I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you while you sleep." His voice was soft and sure - there wasn't much stronger than him in this village. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:19 pm
Lucas walked into the hotel, he was frozen from head to toe, and snow fell off of his cloak. "I'd like a room." He said. "We have no rooms. left sir." The woman lied. There were clearly keys hanging behind her to un-used rooms. "You're joking right? Just give me the damn keys." The woman gritted her teeth at the way he spoke to her, swinging a shotgun from under the desk, "DON'T TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME!" She said as she shot at his crotch
Lucas jumped at the sight of the shot-gun narrowly avoiding the crotch shot that put a hole in the floor behind him "YOU SENILE OLD WHORE!" He screamed in rage. "WHORE!? WHOREEEEEE!?!?!?!??!?!? I'll show you whore!" She cocked and shot the shot gun again this time aiming at his chest. He dove to the right avoiding the shot and sprinted up to the woman with a knife ready to slit her throat. Only to be smacked in the face by keys. "IF YOU WANT A ROOM SO BAD THEN THERE! Have a nice day." She said the last part in a kind voice as if none of this had ever happened. "Senile old b***h...." Lucas muttered as he unlocked the door to 'his' room.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:23 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
Azrael turned around as the door opened, anger visible in his eyes. "You have three seconds to walk out of this room with your soul in your body. Dark energy crackled around his body and the sword as he began advancing towards the younger male. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:27 pm
Lucas gritted his teeth. He had just been shot at... Twice over this room. He'd be damned if he was going to leave so easily. " Why? so you can have your way with that prostitute over there? Like hell I'm leaving!"
(WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:31 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
The blood red eyes in the scarred face narrowed dangerously. "You just made your mistake boy. I was going to let you live." Azrael stamped one foot against the ground before the boy felt a pair of hands wrap around each of his arms, with two more grabbing his legs. A trio of skeletons had torn up from the ground and picked him up. "Cassandra, I'll be back as soon as I've crushed this fool who insulted you." He kissed her forehead before turning back to the person hoisted between his skeletons. "Follow." He stepped around them and the skeleton's followed after him, exiting the building with the boy trapped in their grasp. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:21 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
Azrael returned to the room to find Cassandra semi-asleep, if not fully asleep. He peeled his armor off and laid down on the bed to wait for her to wake up. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:40 pm
Cαssαи∂яα Дяια∂иe Dιмιтяι
[Succвus] [Ƭrιcκsтɛr] [Sтяeиgтн: 5] [Sρɛɛ∂: 9] [Tяαιиee] [Yuяαи] [Cιтιzeи] “Tнιs doesn't make much sense. Think far out, but Im' still locked ιи…” xxxxCawning and stretching, Cassandra stirred gently, her hand reaching out to press her fingertips to the back of Azrael's hand. A small smile graced her pouty lips as her aquamarine eyes fluttered open, blinking several times before resting on her Shadowknight. She frowned after several seconds when she realized that something was different. Something was there, or wasn't there, that had or hadn't been there before she had fallen asleep. No matter what, there was something different about her Shadowknight, and she intended to know what it was.
xxxx"Where did you go?" Her gentle voice gave life to a question that was nagging at the edges of her mind as Cassandra sat up slightly, touching her lips to Azrael's with an unusual gentleness. “…I'м still lost, walking circles. The floor swallowed me up; there's nowhere to Gσ..."
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:49 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
Azrael enjoyed the feel of her lips against his for a moment before he pulled her against him and sighed. "Some foreigner barged in looking for a fight. Would have been nothing, but he insulted you." He ran the fingers of one hand through her hair slowly as he sighed. "We've spent a fair amount of time in here haven't we Cass?" The two of them had spent the last few days talking, getting to know each other, and had all but forgotten the outside world. The interruption by the vampire had been the first time that either of them had talked to someone other than each other for several days now. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:32 pm
iShay-kun Cαssαи∂яα Дяια∂иe Dιмιтяι
[Succвus] [Ƭrιcκsтɛr] [Sтяeиgтн: 5] [Sρɛɛ∂: 9] [Tяαιиee] [Yuяαи] [Cιтιzeи] “Tнιs doesn't make much sense. Think far out, but Im' still locked ιи…” xxxxGently cuddling against Azrael's chest, Cassandra tilted her face back to look into his crimson eyes before reaching both arms up to twine around his neck. Gently, so gently, she pulled her Shadowknight to her and gently locked her lips with his. Her back arched as she pressed against him, hands framing his face to a point of gentleness similar to the whisper of the wings of a butterfly against the skin of a child. Her passion and the tension between them shimmered in the air like summer lightning as she enveloped his lips with hers. When she leaned back and broke the kiss, her chest rose and fell rapidly from the passion with which she kissed him.
xxxx"We have indeed been here a while." Her breathless response was almost suffocated by a small whimper that escaped from her lips as his callused hand slid between the crimson curls that haloed her head. Her hands traced the planes of Azrael's chest, moving up and over the smooth muscles until her hands were locked around her wrists, arms firmly around her Shadowknight. "Why do you ask?" “…I'м still lost, walking circles. The floor swallowed me up; there's nowhere to Gσ..."
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:44 pm
Azrael Noce Pharos | Yuran | Adept| Shadowknight | Energy Max: 900 | Ammunition Max: 180 | Strength: 10 | Speed: 0.5| Shadows of Fear sweep across the soul.....
It took Azrael a moment to recover his breath after Cassandra pulled back. When he had, he slid his down to rub the base of her neck as he spoke. "Less of a question and more of an observation." He chuckled slightly before leaning down and pressing his nose into her hair, inhaling the scent that was uniquely hers. "I don't think I've had this much down time ever." His scarred digits were working in small circles along her back, working out some of the kinks in her muscles. The large man was working for another of those whimpers - they sounded so damn good when they came from her because of something that he had done like that. ....the Shadowknights have risen on wings of despair.
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