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 Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 12:24 am
{ C L O T H E D . O N E } Eir'Vidar It was yet another day, to say it was the same as any other though could not be done. Eir'Vidar had found his way to the Mountain's HQ. The cabin. The trip had made him a tad drozy and he had toppled over by the door.
He had rolled over onto his back, dusty rose coloured tails flicking slightly as he slept. A blackened hind leg was propped up in the air, as drool slowly rolled out his open mouth. Whatever he was dreaming about he seemed to be enjoying it.
"Come back...Eir'Vidar wants the red liquid..." the half nightmaren mumbled, a snore soon following. His wing marks ears twitched flatening themselves against the floor. Zuko Zuko had met some strange Kitsusagis, but this one had to take the cake. Eyeing the odd Kitsu who was mumbling in his sleep, he carefully stepped around him, nudging at the other with his nose before backing up to a safe distance. Normally he wouldn't care, but with eggs depending on him now... Things were different. Eir'Vidar One of the male's forepaws twitched as something nudged him. His tails stilling and ears flicking about as though they were wings. It took a while for things to register in his brain, but as soon as they had the grey Kitsu jumped to his feet, his one good eye however was not yet open.
"What?" he mumbled his voice seemed very drozy. Slowly his one red eye opened, to see a very interesting looking Kitsu infront of him. He wore clothes like the puffy haired one and his father. Wearing clothes would always baffle him.
"The Eir'Vidar says hello to the Clothed One." he beamed, almost as though he had forgotten he had been sleeping. His mind completly forgetting that he had been rather tired a moment ago. ... Pages 4246 - 4246 Mountian Thread ...
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 12:51 am
{ D I F F E R E N T . & . G A M E S } Kisha Kisha strolled into the building, her eyes filled with curiosity and caution. As far as she knows, anywhere outside of the house was sort of unsafe. As a kit, she would just stay indoors for most of the time after that incident. However, she was starting to go crazy with the silence back home. She needed to find something to do.
Peering around, she walked over to where a couch is, and hopped onto it. There was nobody around... Taichi Yagami Taichi slowly made his way towards the HQ building, socks upon his hind legs bunddling up as he walked along the path. His long dusty rose tails gently swayed behind him, a tiny jingling sound coming from one of the pockets upon his shorts. He gave his head a shake, his puffy brown hair flopping over his goggles, which for once he actually had on his head.
He smiled warmly as he reached the door, gently pushing it open and trotting into the building. His ears perked up as he turned, shutting the door behind him.
Brown eyes glanced about the room before noticing another sitting upon the couch. "Hello." he spoke before slowly making his way over to the couch, a little orange, brown and blue guardian curled up asleep upon the male's back. Aria Aria trotted indoors, bored as bored can be. She couldn't find Eli to pester, and so she'd gone exploring, and had ended up here. Observing the two already here, she walked aimiably over, chirping a cheerful greeting. "Salutations~!" she called, beaming. A new audience was always rather fun, after all. She was a dramaqueen, yes she was, and she could always use more fools and friends for her court. "I-" she paused, bowing with a flourish, "am called Aria. Who might you two be?" Kisha Kisha looked up at the first kitsu that had arrived, taking note of the clothes ta ht he was wearing. She moved over to the side a little, spotting the guardian on his head. Keeping quiet for a moment, she finally nodded and offered him a smile, "Hello..."
She was about to go on the routine of asking for this Kitsu's name, when another appeared. Looking quite taken aback, Kisha blinked in surprise. She really should get used to seeing kitsus around if she don't want to be cooped up at home all day long, being bored. Giving the newest arrival a happy smiled, she replied, "I'm Kisha." Taichi Yagami The male smiled best he could, the Kitsu before him seemed nervous. Though he had to say, he'd never seen another Kitsu quite like the one that was seated comfortably upon the couch. Actually to be quite frank he hadn't even known that Kitsu could look like that. However he was pretty sure she was a Kitsu...Well she did look like one...Kind of.
His attention was then snaped from the odd trifle in his mind to the soft sounds of another. He turned his head spying a younger Kitsu enter the HQ. "Hello, hello." Taichi grined. This little one certainly was cheerful.
"I am Taichi." he spoke, giving a dip of his maw as he felt he should do so. Aria "A pleasure to meet you both~!" she cried, grinning. She gave a curious little look to the one sitting on the couch- she'd never seen a kitsu like that before. At least she'd seen others with clothing before, like Taichi....her Daddy wore clothes too, after all, and she had her buckle, and Eli had his armwarmers. IT wasn't new. But the couch-ed one...huh. Different. Kisha "I'm... Different, aren't I?" Kisha said softly, so soft that it appeared a lot like she was muttering. Looking up again, she smiled, "I'm used to it, though... Since Sirius told me how he had never seen a kitsu like me before, so I had expected it."
She looked like everyone else until adulthood, so she knew that she was a kitsu, only maybe a different type. Pausing, she continued, "Uh... Well, it's nice to meet you both..." Taichi Yagami As Kisha spoke a crooked smile formed upon Taichi's face. He hadn't ment to have stared before. Perhaps it was that shape that had formed Kisha's quiet nature. Or well she seemed quiet enough, but the male had only just met her, he couldn't just go making asumptions right away. Not that he wouldn't.
Sirius...Now where did he hear that name before? He was sure he must have heard it somewhere. Propbably from someone at home. Oh well, it wasn't important.
"Different.." he laughed nervously, "Yeah you kind of are." Within him he could just feel the want, the need to burst out with a very idiotic question. He just wanted to know what kind of Kitsu she was anyways, but he held it in. "Mmmhmmm pleasure to meet you two." the goggled one gave a nod. Kisha "So... How are you?" Kisha proceeded to ask, not knowing what else to say. If only she had went out more often as a younger kitsu, then she would not lack what Sirius had called 'communication skills'. She studied Taichi's expression, and added, "Well, you're different too... And... Does that guardian have a name?" Taichi Yagami Taichi tilted his head, his brown hair falling into his face. "I'm fine," he smiled "You?" It took a moment or two for Taichi to realize what exactly Kisha ment by different. Ah yes, he sported goggles and shorts and shirts, with little sockkies on his feet. Then there was of course his unsual hair. Whenever Greymon sat in it, you couldn't even see the guardian...But commenting on the male's...overly large and puffy hair was something not reccomended.
"Yeah I guess I am." He looked back at his guardian, who still remained alseep. "Ah, his name is Greymon." Kisha "It's a nice name," Kisha commented with a slight tilt of her head, although she found it to be a slightly unusual name as well. Smiling, Kisha replied, "I'm fine too, although a little bored... There is nothing much to do at home, and I had thought it would be better to visit this place, in search of something interesting."
"I don't suppose... That you have anything to do that can pass the time?" Taichi Yagami Hm bored, Taichi knew the feeling...In a sense. He got bored from time to time, but not much. Most of the time he had something to do, and at home well..There was never a dull moment. Someone was always pouncing on someone or chasing someone, there was usually a game of some kind going on back home.
"Well there's always soccer." the male said very cheerfully. He always got excited when he thought of the game. Kisha Kisha looked at Taichi curiously, "What... Is soccer?" The male seems to be happy about this 'soccer' thing, and Kisha couldn't help but wonder what it is. Is it edible? Is it something you play with? Is it something you can watch?
She blushed slightly, hoping he would not laugh at her ignorance of the subject. After all, she had spent most of her time chasing Sirius' guardian at home. Taichi Yagami Taichi stared at the female for a moment. What was soccer? How could she not know? How could anyone not know? Perhaps she was simply joking about it. He blinked, his tails curling around his sock covered hind paws.
"Soccer's a game." he gave a nod, his long ears flicking back. "It's where there's two teams and you kick around a ball and try to get into the other teams goal to score points." Kisha Kisha frowned slightly. She know what a ball was, but there were so many different types of balls. She had seen so many, so was there a specific type of ball needed to play soccer? She cocked her head to one side, her eyes still filled with confusion.
"Two teams... Chasing after a ball." Kisha mused out loud, "And try to score by getting the ball into each other's goal? That's soccer? It sounds like a fun game..." Sai-Saigo Sai-Sai yawned and streched, she was sleeping like a log and then she heard people talking....She had been laying there for 30 minutes trying to ignore them, now, she is wide awake, but groggy. She walks towards the sounds, and soon find two others. She looks at them through her foogy eyes. Taichi Yagami Taichi's smile only seemed to get bigger, as his tails slowly began to swing. "Oh it is fun. Really fun." he beamed, ah how he loved soccer. He'd play it all the time at home, well he'd play it whenever he got the chance. Infact he was often off playing the game and so he rarly ever did anything else.
His head turned as the sounds of another approaching echoed. There was a small stubby tailed Kitsu. Ah he had seen one of these Kitsu before. he lived with one, but the one he lived with was much...Smaller, well it had just grown, but it was still smaller. "Hello there." he spoke, before turning his gaze back towards Kisha. "So wanna play soccer?" Kisha
When another kitsu joined them, Kisha smiled, "Hello..." This new one was much small, and with such short tails! She peered at her own tails and giggle softly. What a day to meet new people... She had thought she was the only different looking one before today.
"Sure!" She nodded, hopping down from the couch. "I'm new to it though, so if I do anything wrong..."
Sai-Saigo Hello she said as she wiped sleep from her eyes. Whatcha' doing? She walked further into the room. Leaving? She asked curiously. Taichi Yagami "Great!" he chirped, the smile turning to a grin from ear to ear. His attention then turned back to the smaller Kitsu. "We're going to play soccer." he spoke, trying to lower himself to the other's eye level. "Do you wan to play too? Could always use more players."
Though he wasn't sure how to split up three players he was sure he'd figure out something should it come to that. or well he could always be one team and the two females could be the other. He was after all a soccer champ, or well so he claimed. Kisha "Yes, that sounds good. The more the merier..." Kisha gave a brief nod, and looked at the newcomer with shining eyes. She's so small that it's almost cute, just looking at her. "What is your name? I'm Kisha, and this is Taichi." Sai-Saigo Oh, um... I'm Sai-Saigo, but you can just call me Sai... She looked down at her feet. She paused and looked back up at Taichi and Kisha. Nice to meet you! she said with a shy grin. I think I do want to play, yes. Grinning, she asked, It's the game with the black and white ball, right? Taichi Yagami Ah yes this one, Sai-Saigo...Yes she knew about soccer! How perfect. "Yes, soccer is played with a black and white ball." He turned his attention to the door, "So all we need to do is find a ball, set up some goals and then play." Kisha "A black and white ball..." Kisha noted, finding the answer to her own ball question that had been floating around in her mind a while ago. "Do you think they have a ball here? And as for setting up goals, how do we do that?" Sai-Saigo Maybe...we could find some sticks, and prop them up like posts? Sai, looked over to Taichi. What do you think? Taichi Yagami Taichi paused for a moment, thinking the question over. Would they have a soccer ball here? Well he certainly didn't know, but they had to...Or well..That would certainly pose as a problem. "I'm sure they have one around here somewhere." he uttered, looking about the room. "If not anything round that wont break easily should do."
Greymon yawned quietly, streaching out his arms before curling back up on Taichi's back and drifting back into slumber. "Stick goal posts..." he titlted his head upwards. "Yes that would be great." a smile. This soccer game would be so fun. Kisha "I saw a ball in one of the rooms when I came in," Kisha offered, musing out loud. "It should be big enough for us to kick around, but it wouldn't break easily since it's... Well, since it's a ball. It's not black and white though, so I don't think that it's a soccer ball..."
"I'll go get it, while the two of you do the goals?" She asked, tilting her head with a smile. "Is... That okay?" Sai-Saigo Where are we going to set this up? Sai asked as she was about to start for the door. I'm mean, where are we going to play? Taichi Yagami "Hmmmmm..." the male thought aloud, as a puzzled look crossed his features. "I think outside would be best. More room." he gave a subtle nod, before turning to Kisha. "Alright, sounds good. We'll be outside then." he smiled before turning back to Sai. "Come on."
Quickly he trotted over to the door, pushing it open and walking out. Glancing around he fetched two sticks for one goal post and began wedging them in the ground. Kisha Kisha trotted into out of the rooms, and poked around, finally finding the said ball in a corner. Using her paw, she slowly rolled it out of the room and to where the rest were, outside. She stepped gently on the rolling ball to stop it, before looking at Taichi.
"Would this do?" She asked, prodding at the ball. It was actually a basketball, but because it lacked air, the ball can't really bounce anymore. Sai-Saigo Sai-Sai left the HQ and went off to find a stick. She found one, abit bigger than herself, she started to drag the stick towards Taichi's Goal in the making. After, 5 minutes or so, she makes it over to Taichi. I got one. She grins and starts off to get the other. Taichi Yagami After suscessfuly getting a stick wedged into the ground the male let out a sigh. It was a whole large harder getting those darn sticks into the ground without thumbs. The sudden sound of Kisha's voice seemed to have startled him, as his ears perked up, slightly in alarm.
"Oh." he uttered, walking over to the slightly deflated basketball. He placed a paw ontop of it, and pushed it forward. It rolled. "Yes, as long as it can roll then we should be good."
Soon enough Sai came with a stick, dropping it off and then going to find another. With a nod Taichi began to fix the next two sticks in the ground. Kisha "That's good," Kisha gave a sigh of relief, rolling the ball over to a side so that it would not get in the way. She scouted around for a stick as well, since there was nothing else for her to do at the moment. Looking around, she found several sticks, but they were all too small to be used. Sai-Saigo Sai was making her way back with a stick. It was slightly bigger than the last stick but, Sai could attest that it was much heavier. She was about half-way back when she hollerd for help. Taichi Yagami Quickly he managed to get the next two sticks in the ground. This was shapping up to be a very good soccer field indeed. One stick left to go. Soon a cry for help rang out, the male perking up his ears and turning his gaze. It seemed as though Sai was having trouble carrying the rather large stick she had found. Swiftly he trotted over to her, picking up the stick and carrying it over to the second goal post. Ploping himself down he began to wedge it in the ground. Kisha "We're set to go, I think..." Kisha nodded, looking at the 'goals' they had set up, and the orange basketball positioned beside one of the goals. She frowned a second later, realising they had one promblem, "How do we divide three people into two teams?" Sai-Saigo Sai rocked back and forth, being the odd one out and the smallest, she realized that if the ball where to hit her she would go flying. I suppose I could just watch.... she thought. well, I... nevermind... ... Pages 3133 - 3138 ...
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 1:09 am
{ F I N D . R O Y } Nadeshiko Nadeshiko bounded into the HQ, cyan eyes scanning wildly before landing on the rafter above. "Crow!" She called, expecting her usual greeting from the black and white male. But when it wasn't recieved, she pouted. "No Crow..." she whispered under her breath, but still refused to remove her gaze from the darkened ceiling. He would come! She was as sure as the black feathers tied with string around her neck. At least, she was single-minded enough to believe the normal routine would be followed. She did this every time, never seeming to learn. Eir'Vidar Licking his chops, the male slowly made his way to the HQ, long dusty rose tails swaying happily behind him. His long bat wing marked ears flicked forward as he stoped to scratch behind his tiny red horns. Continuing on his way he finally came to the HQ doors. With a smile, Eir'Vidar pushed himself in, soon notcing one looking upon the ceiling. Canting his head to the side he gently padded over to the female. Blinking, unsure of what was going on he looked up to the ceiling. Nadeshiko Focused completely on her staring, Nadeshiko was surprised to feel the presence of another. And near! Starting from her trance, she let out a little yelp, padding away a foot or two. Breaths came heavy as she tried to balance her steps, but found she couldn't. And it wasn't long until the unsteady movement brought her tumbling over a little body sprawled in the middle of the floor. Yelping even louder, she flopped back. "Nadeshiko is sorry!" She yelled to the kit she'd tripped over. "Nadeshiko is sorry!" She repeated, cyan eyes catching the sight of the male who's frightened her. Eir'Vidar How odd it was, that almost as soon as the male stood there, a collision happened. Eir'Vidar's gaze was pryed from the ceiling, only to see the female trip over a much smaller kit. A kit that...Other then being small was wearing some red outfit...And had weird blond hair. The male's ears swiveled back as he just stood there looking, his one good eye blinking as he searched for what exactly to say. "Did Eir'Vidar cause that?" he questioned, canting his head to the left. He really wasn't too sure as to what was going on. Nadeshiko "Nadeshiko is very, very sorry!" She said again, eyes darting back to the kit she'd wronged with a watery, apologetic look. She really hadn't meant to. Her state was frantic as her slow mind attempted to process everything that was happening in the sudden flurry of activity. Hearing the other adult's voice, she shook her head firmly. "No, not Eir'Vidar's fault!" Not even knowing if this name actually belonged to the one who'd asked, she used it anyway. Names always rolled off her tounge better than 'you.' "It was the fault of Nadeshiko!" India would be so mad at her for this. Edward Elric Edward was confused as he starts to come out of his groggy haze. There was someone else here? He blinked again, looking towards the second Kitsusagi. The kit lifted a hind leg to scratch at his ear, "Naw... its not anyone's fault" he said with a sigh. A shake of his head and his ears flapped loudly against it. Eir'Vidar "Oh, that is good." the male nodded, giving a flick of his tails. Eir'Vidar smiled, suddenly realizing that he hadn't introduced himself yet. My oh my, he was being taught maners from Luned, and he had forgotten the first rule. Introducing himself. "Eir'Vidar is Eir'Vidar." he spoke with a toothy smile. "Who is the you?" Nadeshiko Blinking a bit, she settled back into a sit. This one talked like her. It was nice to hear for once. Not that she was confused by Kitsu who talked 'normally,' but sometimes she got confused, wondering how they could constantly pronounce things like 'you' and 'I.' "Nadeshiko is happy to meet Eir'Vidar. Nadeshiko is Nadeshiko. And kit is...?" She blinked down at Ed. A little smile settled on her maw. It was as if her slow mind had already forgotten the earlier incident. Edward Elric The kit looked between the both of them, a friendly grin lighting up his maw, "I'm Edward." It was funny how he kept meeting others through such unlikely circumstances. Although they've all been adults, Edward had yet to meet other kits and really make friends. Eir'Vidar Sitting upon his haunches, the male curled his tails around his black hind legs. "It is nice to meet the Nadeshiko and the Edward." chances were Eir'Vidar would come up with something else to call them as they continued to speak...He always did, most commonly used by the half nightmaren was 'you', but hey he'd grow out of that soon enough...Right? Turning his gaze to the female he blinked. "Can Eir'Vidar ask what the Nadeshiko was looking at before?" Nadeshiko Nadeshiko grinned down at the kit, tails happily wagging out behind her. "Nadeshiko is happy to meet Edward." Another name for her memory banks. She'd likely never forget it. As she was looking, she spotted something different about this little one... And it took her a moment to process it, but as she was about to ask, her train of thought was stopped short by the older male's question. Turning her gaze to him, she blinked a few times before tilting her head to the ceiling. "Nadeshiko was looking for Crow. Crow is Nadeshiko's friend. Crow is up sometimes." She puffed out her chest a bit to raise up the black feathers. "Crow gave to Nadeshiko." Edward Elric Edward was different.. and he'd always known he was different. But not just in a physical sense... there was something else, that he couldn't quite yet grasp. But the kit didn't let it concern him too much. Instead, he sat and listened as the two adults conversed between themselves. Suddenly it hit him... "Hey... have you seen my dad?" As if the other two would instantly know who he was. Eir'Vidar Crow. Had he ever met this Crow person? No, not as far as Eir'Vidar knew he hadn't. "Eir'Vidar does not think he has ever met the Crow person." he uttered glancing back up the ceiling. Now why would he be up there? Clearly there was something that he was not understanding...But Eir'Vidar did not understand most things. Just what was carefuly explained to him. Turning his attention back to Nadeshiko he blinked, looking at the feathers around the female's neck. Was Crow some flighty thing? "Eir'Vidar thinks that those are pretty." he smiled.
The next thing that had been said caused a bewildered look to make its way onto Eir'Vidar's face. Edward was looking for his dad? "Who is the Edward's father?" he questioned, flicking his ears forward. Nadeshiko "Crow is Kitsu, but Crow has big, black wings!" She raised up on her haunches, as if to show just how big said wings were. Not like she could actually do that without wings of her own. Nevertheless, she certainly enjoyed trying to be like her winged friend. "Thanking to you," she then said with a smile, proud of the gifts she'd recieved. They were the most precious object to her and she wasn't afraid to let it be known. Still grinning at Eir'Vidar, her one-track mind was side-tracked once again, though this time by the blond-haired kit. "The father of Edward?" She questioned, tilting her head. She also caught the question from the other male and nodded lightly. She wanted to know, too. Edward Elric Edward sat and seemed to think this over for a few moments. His father's name? Children usually don't refer to their parents on a first name basis... so he had to actually contemplate this. What had other Kitsusagi called him? "Roy... yeah. Roy Mustang!" the kit grinned, proud of himself for remembering. And yet.. that name sparked something else in his mind.. a distant memory... one which caused Edward's grin to fade. He looked down in deep thought, "Lt. Colonel Roy Mustang." This said mostly to himself in a quiet tone of voice. Eir'Vidar Roy...Roy Mustang. Eir'Vidar sat there, his head looking up the the ceiling, a rather puzzled look upon his face. Did he know this Roy Mustang? The name didn't be seeming to ring any bells, so he probably didn't know him...Right? The male was never good with names, which was probably why most people he refered to as something other then their name. Lowering his head back down, he looked to Edward and shook his head. "Eir'Vidar does not think that he has met the Edward's father before." he gave a nod as he spoke. "But Eir'Vidar can help the Edward find him." Nadeshiko Nadeshiko also had to search her memory banks for a bit. But it didn't take long for her face to light up. She was proud of her mental discovery. "India knows Roy Mustang!" She shouted, remembering one of the many stories she'd been told by her adoptive brother. He liked to talk, even if she wasn't listening. Well, most of the time she was, but he didn't seem to think so. Bouncing up to all fours, she grinned, tails wiggling out behind her with a fury all their own. "Nadeshiko thinks India would know where Roy Mustang is!" Of course, he wouldn't know off the top of his head, as she seemed to think... Edward Elric Edward himself was a little embarassed that he managed to misplace his own father. But well... this was a pretty big place and especially for a little kit like himself. Note: He wasn't actually admitting to the fact of being small! D: Edward got to his paws once more, his grin reappearing and his doubts being pushed to the back of his mind. "Really?" the kit being delighted that atleast one of them knew him. Eir'Vidar Eir'Vidar's ears perked up as Nadeshiko spoke of knowing someone named India who knew this Roy, Edward's father person. Ah, that would certainly be helpful. "That is good. That is good, that the Nadeshiko knows a the India who knows the Edward's father." he gave a gentle nod before looking down at Edward. Pushing himself off his haunches he gave his tails a shake. They'd be able to find Edward's father now. India And so, as if on cue, in came said India, muttering something about crazy kits times two and winged non-Angelics. Stretching in the warmth of the HQ brought a contented look to the male's face, however. He'd been outside far too long for his liking. He was just about to head innocently for his and Chroma's spot when suddenly... Nadeshiko "India!" Nadeshiko bounded from the kit's side and quickly to her brother's, circling around him like a crazed hawk. "India is knowing Roy Mustang!" She grinned broadly, beeming at both Eir'Vidar and Ed. "India is to show us Roy Mustang!" India "What?" The male questioned, blinking in a confused manner. He'd just gotten in and now this? "How am I supposed to know where Roy is? I mean, I guess I could help look for him..." Not that they even knew where to start looking. Edward Elric Edward bounded after Nadeshiko as she went to her brother. His little metal paws clinking softly against the hard floor. He looked hopefully up at India, "He's my dad... I kinda lost him, aheh." The kit grinning sheepishly up at the older Kitsusagi, explaining why they were looking for Roy. Of course... Edward knew that if he hadn't wandered out of the HQ, this wouldn't have happened. But well... a kit's curiousity is simply boundless! And he'd seen so many interesting things. Eir'Vidar Slowly Eir'Vidar followed suit and padded over to Nadeshiko, India and Edward. For some reason India seemed rather familiar, but he couldn't place it. Ah well, they were on the hunt for that Roy person at the moment anyways. He could search his mind for the reason as to why, at a later time. Roy Mustang as if on cue, the familiar Roy Mustang came strolling by the small group of kitsu, not even paying attention to who was there. He had his sights set on something and he wasn't about to let it go. In front of him was a small, black kit running away from him. "Little Tsuki, I won't hurt you. I just want to help you," he said in a loud voice. The black kit squeeked and ran off, leaving Roy alone. Sighing, the alchemist sat down on his haunces and rubbed his head with one gloved paw. India India looked curiously at Edward. Dad? He didn't know Roy had kids. Well, he couldn't exactly say he and the uniform-clad Kitsu were very close friends, either. Both of their meetings had been shaky at best, but there'd been points were he'd felt rather attached to the conversation. Or maybe he'd just become over-analizing in his older age. He was about to say something to the kit when the object of their search suddenly made his way into their midst's. "Roy..." The male muttered, realizing quite easily that the other hadn't really noticed them. "Someone's been looking for you..." Nadeshiko So, this was the Roy? Bouncing a bit, Nadeshiko grinned. India had helped them find him, she was sure of it! Well, in such situations, she'd learned to mind her business, especially when it came to her brother. Slinking back a bit, she stood beside Eir'Vidar instead. "Nadeshiko is glad we found Roy Mustang," she muttered quietly, nodding a bit. Edward Elric "Huh?" The words from India undoubtably got Edward's attention and he turned to look in the direction he was speaking. And there he was... suddenly out of no where. "Hey Dad!" the kit called, turning and running towards the Kitsusagi with the blue uniform and mop of black hair. It would seem that Edward had forgotten about their last conversation, but with all that's happened on his wanderings, it was easy to. He had so much to tell! Eir'Vidar As India uttered, the male turned to look. So this blue clad Kitsu was Roy? He kind of reminded Eir'Vidar of Taichi...Just without the overly puffy hair. He flicked his tail from side to side, they certainly found him quickly. As Nadeshiko spoke, he nodded in agreement, it was certainly very good that they had found Roy. "Mmmm Eir'Vidar needs some red liquid." the male spoke softly to himself, licking his chops. India India nodded in return greeting, wanting for the slightest moment to be a bit more in this conversation. But he knew his place. He kept his quiet and his distance, merely watching the two clothed Kitsu with idle curiousity. He'd known Roy had a mate, sure, but this kit looked nothing like him, to say the least. Of course, having two psudo-siblings, himself, he wasn't closed to the idea of adoption, maybe? Whatever the case, he knew assuming wouldn't get him anywhere. Nadeshiko Nadeshiko watched, too, but her mind was slowly losing interest now that she wasn't part of the inner circle anymore. Sitting, she wrapped her tails about her legs with a slightly forelorn look. One that was only bannished when she thought she heard the male at her side say something. Ears flicked back, trying to catch a repeat, but none came. Blinking, she turned her head to him, a curious look held in her cyan eyes. "Eir'Vidar said something?" She questioned, tilting her head ever so slightly. Edward Elric It would seem that Roy is turning out to be quite the habitual liar! Not that Edward really suspected such.. atleast not yet, but he looked a bit guilty as Roy told him he'd been looking. "Sorry.." said he, coming to stand next to his 'father'. "I went exploring outside... and I saw Kitsusagi with wings and one that stood on its back legs like a human!" Edward then looked at his back and flapped his tiny wings, "I want to learn how to fly" he stated resolutely.
He then turned and grinned at India and his sister, "Thanks for helping me find him!" Eir'Vidar The male turned to look at Nadeshiko. Blinking his one red eye, he smiled and gave a nod of his head. "Eir'Vidar found the searaching made him hungry." Even though the searching hadn't lasted more then a few minutes. "So Eir'Vidar was thinking of getting some red liquid." he grined, hoping that Nadeshiko would know what the red liquid was. He always had a hard time remembering what it was called, and explaining it was rather dificult. Roy Mustang Roy sighed slightly and wrapped one foreleg around edward's shoulder. "Please be more careful next time," he said to the tiny kit. Nodding his head at India and his sister, he smiled slightly. "thank you for taking care of him." Nodding his head again, he pulled the tiny kit closer to him. Edward Elric Edward erfed a bit as Roy pulled him over, looking up at Roy with bemused expression. Its not like he really got into any trouble! "Alright... I will" he then promised, to atleast put his dad's mind at ease. Although the kit rolled his eyes a little. He can look after himself you know, sheesh. India "It was no problem," India replied, though truthfully he'd only been around minutes before Roy had shown up. Well, he supposed he could take a little credit, since said sister of his didn't seem to be paying attention anymore. Looking back, he noted their conversation, and while he hated to pull her away from new friends, since they often kept her occupied, he felt it was time to take their leave. He still had to fine Nakawara. "C'mon, Nadeshiko. Time to go." Nadeshiko "Red liquid?" Nadeshiko tilted her head, pondering over his words for a long moment. She'd seen a few red liquids in her life, only one of which that came to mind at that point she thought to be edible. "Eir'Vidar means like Cool-Aid? Or... blood?" She'd never drank blood, but maybe it was good. Wouldn't know. Looking to her brother as she was called, she pouted. The femme didn't want to go now, but she had to listen to India. That's the way it went. Looking to the male at her side, she smiled lightly. "Nadeshiko will see Eir'Vidar soon, okay?" She nuzzled lightly at his shoulder, despite the fact that they'd hadn't gotten overly accquainted and she didn't know if he would mind or not. But that was just her way. Turning off, she followed her brother out of the HQ for the night. ... Pages 3439 - 3460 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:11 pm
{ C H A I } Chairouzu Crouching in the grass chasing a non exhistant butterfly to past the time away was none other that of the quite hyper female Chairouzu. Although her tan fur hid her well it was her black swirls that stood out even in the fading darkness. Her multiple tails waved up and down as she pounced before falling into a roll, then landing in a heap.
Giggles burst from the young adult as she thought about how she had ditched her great-nephew because he was a tad bit clingy, but after not seeing his mom in a while it seemed some-what natural to the female. Rolling onto her back she stared up at the rising sun. More giggles escaped the swirl-marked female as she thought about her friends, even if she hadn't seen them in some time.
A sigh then escaped her, she knew that Ember had children and couldn't blame him for not visiting, children were a handful, she was living proof of that. But Yrre had no excuse, not one that Chai knew of which disappointed her greatly especially since she figured that he was an adult by now and when she had first met him he was a kit or a teen, it had been such a time ago she couldn't exactly remember.
"I wish someone would come by to play with me soon." Taichi Yagami The bushy haired male slowly padded about the area, his long fluffy tails swaying gently behind him. His goggles were snaped tightly around his forehead, instead of where he commonly wore them, around his neck. His long ears were pointed up, as he made his way though the grass, little green stains upon the socks worn upon his hind paws, showing just how long he had been out and where he had been treading. A tiny little orange guardian lay asleep in one of the large pockets at the side of the male's shorts.
Taichi was this male's name and he was quite in the mood for some form of adventure, as he commonly was. A little game of soccer earlier and now he was ready to explore and perhaps find something of interest to do.
The male paused in his steps as what sounded like a whisper met his ears. Pale brown eyes darted about as he looked for who could have spoken, yet he spotted no one. With a shrug he pressed on forward, soon spotting a clump of black swirls. Canting his head to the side he trotted over towards it. Chairouzu Red eyes had spotted him long before he had noticed her. With his ears pointed up along with his hair, which looked like moving grass if low enough, and from her point of view it did. A smile appeared on her maw but she did not roll her her paws and mearly lay on her back blowing her bangs from her face until he was close enough.
Only then did the female roll to her paws and chirp cheerfully "Hi there!" Chairouzu then shifted to a sitting postion. Suddenly a thought came to her, everyone she had met and talked to had been male, Yrre, Ember, Tupit and now this male. What was she a male magnet? Nah that wasn't the case it was just luck, eventually she'd come upon a female that she wasn't related to."My name is Chairouzu, but you can all me Chai, or Chair, or Ouzu, or Ir or whatever you want!" Taichi Yagami The sudden chirp from the female startled the goggle headed male, causing him to jump back slightly. He really hadn't expected those swirls to be part of another Kitsusagi's pelt, but then again that was the only resonable explination. What else could the swirls have been a part of anyways? Flicking his ears back Taichi smiled. "Hello." he uttered, sitting down upon his haunches and curling his tails around his hind paws. "I'm Taichi, but you can call me Tai."
A tiny yawn soon came from the pocket of the male, as the little guardian poked an arm out, before rolling over best he could in that tiny space and falling back asleep.
"It's nice to meet you." Chairouzu Laughter rang out at his reaction to hearing her speak since it was obvious to the girl that he hadn't realized that she was there. Red eyes studied the male infront of her carefully, as if she was trying to judge his soul. "Tai, or Taichi it is." Chairouzu then nodded.
"It is a much please to meet you too." Odd wording but she tended to do so with that fraze when everything else she spoke sound and was more normal. "Would you like to be friends?" She then asked tilting her head, letting her bands fall across her face covering her eyes only for a moment before she returned her head to it's normal postion. Taichi Yagami Taichi canted his head to the side as Chai spoke, she had an odd way of wording things, though by bar no where near as strange as that Eir'Vidar guy back home. Now that guy was just weird. The next thing the female said was rather strange to the male. It wasn't often that he'd meet someone who'd just out of the blue ask to be friends. Not that he'd say no or anything. Taichi liked making new friends, as most people did, the question itself though he always found as piculiar.
"Sure." he smiled, his ears rotating forward as he spoke. "Can always use more friends." after all, more friends ment more people to play soccer with. More friends, ment more people to go on adventures with. Now really nothing could top that. Chairouzu "Great!" A pause followed her word before she said "This may sound strange to you but could you make me a promise?" Chai wanted to make sure that he wouldn't end up like the others, being around for a little bit and then soon as he fell in love disappearing and never visiting and so she was determined to make him promise and if he broke it, well there is no fury like a womans scorn after all.
"I like to think that friends make the world go 'round." Another of her smiles, this one softer. "Lately I've been so very bored, having only your great-nephew around you makes things get old quickly especially if that said nephew likes to be a drama king and make a big deal out of the little things." Soft laughter escaped her maw as she watched him. "What do you like to do?" Taichi Yagami The male blinked, as he looked to Chai. A promise, well he certainly could make a promise, well as long as it wasn't something overly ridiculous, though he doubted the female would come up with a promise like that. She may word certain things in a piculiar way, but she certainly did not seem like the type to come up with some crazy promise. Like...Making someone promise never to eat cake or something. That would just be stupid.
"Hai, I can keep a promise." he gave a quick nod, ears flicking back as she began to speak once more. Friends making the world go round? Yes, he could certainly see that. The more friends the better, as well, being all alone all the time got rather dreary. "What do I like to do...?" he repeated, as he began to pick at his brain for an answer. "I like playing soccer." the male finally spoke. Ah yes soccer, how he loved that game. Chairouzu The female then cleared her throat when he said he would make the promise she was going to ask of him. "This may sound strange to you but, Can you promise me that if and when you have children that you won't go off an abandon or never see me again?" Her red eyes looked pleadingly towards him. It was extremely important to Chairouzu that he made this promise since she hadn't made her other friends promise and hadn't seen them since their first meeting when they became friends.
Needless to say she did look for them but then figured something important must be keeping them away from atleast visiting. Still she wanted that promise. Having shifted her gaze to the grass she looked back up at Taichi. "Soccer? How do you play that?"
The tan female had heard about it but she had never played it and it did sound interesting to her. Taichi Yagami As Chai spoke of the promise she wished him to make, he blinked. Perhaps he had thought too soon about it not being odd. Of couse the promise made sense, and it was far from being some stupid thing. Infact it was a rather good promise, keeping in touch and all. It just wasn't something you heard everyday. The mention of children however, cause the male's face to flush to a red. Kids. Something he had never thought of. "Heh...I don't think I'll be having kids anytime soon." he chuckled, his voice sounding slightly nervous about the whole offspring mentioning. He however gave a nod, "And of couse. I promise that when I have kids I wont go off an never see you again."
Wow, there certainly were a lot of other Kitsusagi who either knew nothing of soccer, or nothing of how to play the extreamly fun game. "Well you've got two teams, and each one has a goal." Taichi began explaining, the tips of his tails flicking back and forth. "The two teams try and kick the one soccer ball into the other teams net, then at the end of the game whoever has the most points wins." Chairouzu "Thank you" Was her response to his answer, beaming. Most didn't expect to fall in love suddenly or even after a period of time, but then again things just happened whether or not the person was ready to. "Even if you do not think you'll have any anytime soon you might be surpised at what happens." Still it made her happy that he agreed and promised to her that he would visit her again, even if he had children.
Falling silent as she listened to the explanation of the game she was facinated. "How many people need to be around to play?" It sounded like alot of fun to Chairouzu and was interested in learning to play or to play in itself, she had alot of fun with games and perhaps if she learned she could use it to keep herself busy when she was by herself. Taichi Yagami The female was quite right, people did just at random times fall in love and start a family, from what he had seen it had always been unexpected. Though of course there were those select few that you knew they would end up together, yet most of the time they didn't. Perhaps that was the way it worked, only onlookers knew who'd end up with who and what would happen. "I still doubt it, but I suppose you're right." he smiled.
Ah soccer, "Usually it's 11 people per team, but you can play with less." The male nodded, he often played with only a few others, because really. Finding 22 willing people to play the game was...Difficult, especially around home. Just about no one wished to play. Well at lest he had Greymon for when he was alone and wished to play...Though the soccer balls were usually bigger then the tiny guardian. Chairouzu A giggle escaped Chai's maw at his response to her logic. Love was a funny thing it was, it liked to sneak up on people. "Only time will tell...." Her voice trailed off as her tails flicked behind her. It was fun for her to watch Damis fall in love along with her neice and now she was really just waiting for Xyiao to fall in love and then all would be complete, well for a while at least.
"How little is less?" Again with the questions. The female watched her companion's expression before adding, "It sounds like alot of fun to me." Taichi Yagami Chai really didn't know what she was missing, soccer was practicly the god of all games. Really every now and then Taichi would wonder how any one could survive without ever playing it...And what of those people that, gasp he could barely even think it...Didn't like soccer? Of course he only knew of one person that didn't like the game, that big ole' nightmare back home. Of course Taichi just asumed it was from the fact that he was blind. He would certainly not admit that it was even possible for someone to dislike soccer without a very very good excuse.
How little was less players? "Well you can do two on two games of soccer, though it's a bit harder that way, since you have to be both the goalkeeper and everything else. I'd say that the best minimal amount of players would be four." Chairouzu "Minimum is four? Well whenever I can get two more people to join us, I would love to play soccer with you." Chai replied to him, it sounded like alot of fun and she figured that if he liked it then it was worth a shot in playing. "Is there anything else you like to do?" The female liked learning about Taichi, it made things more interesting, the more you knew the more fun you could have, and then the better friends you can be.
"Oh! If there is anything you don't want to answer that I ask of you then you don't have to answer, if you don't want to." Slightly repeatitive, she told him trying to make sure that he was comfortable with the questions she asked him. "You can ask me anything too." Taichi Yagami A large smile found it's way onto Taichi's face as Chai spoke, finally someone else he could play soccer with. There had only been one other time in which he had met others who were willing to play the game with him. It was about time that he found someone else.
The male blinked as the female asked of anything else he enjoyed doing. Soccer was pretty much his life...There wasn't much else he really enjoyed. Of course there was adventuring, but one could only adventure so much, and he greatly prefered soccer over that. "Not really." he uttered, tilting his head to the side. It was quite true, the goggle headed boy didn't do much, other then soccer.
"Alright." he nodded to what she had spoken next. Chairouzu The smile made her happier, it was nice to see others smiling than just herself. She then decided that she would drag her nephew around with her and would find someone else as well, perhaps the other kitsu Tupit that she had met would join them. "It's a promise."
"Really? Huh." Chai replied in her cheerful tone of voice. "Well then, we'll have to find something else thats fun that we can do, it's a good thing to play or do different things to keep oneself busy especially if they find themselves alone Taichi Yagami It would certainly be fun when they'd get to play soccer. Chances were he'd made some new friends in the process of the game, whenever it may happen. The more people to play soccer with, ment the more friends, and the more friends certainly ment more fun.
Taichi gave a little laugh as Chai spoke. Yes, he really didn't do much else other then that sport. "Yeah." he spoke, swaying his tails back and forth, before he lifted a furry paw to readujust his goggles which sat upon his forehead. "What do you like to do?" the male soon questioned. Perhaps Chai enjoyed some kind of game that was fun to play just like soccer...Ok well maybe not just like soccer, simply because soccer was the best game ever...But perhaps it would be almost as good as a game of soccer. And besides, it would be fun to learn something new, should Chai have anything she'd like to teach him. Chairouzu "Well we'll just have to find something else to get you addicted to besides Soccer." Chairouzu was surpised that the other didn't do much else besides soccer, but then she did realize that if you liked something enough you'd want to focus on getting better at that said thing so you could enjoy it to the fullest extent.
"What does Chai like to do?" She repeated refering to herself in third person for the first time since the two had met. "What do I like to do?" There was just so many things that the female enjoyed doing. "Bubbles." She suddenly said as if out of no where. "I like blowing bubbles, making new friends, climbing trees..." At her last word she promptly moved towards the tree behind her and scrambled up it. "Then when I'm in the tree I like jumping from it and pouncing upon my friends and passerbys who I hope will be my friends, like so."
Then she jumped out of the tree and attempted to pounce Taichi. "Annndd theres lots more." ... Pages 4624 - 4691 Mountian Thread ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:22 pm
{ Y O U . N E E D . T O . G E T . O U T . M O R E } Sesshoumaru He wasn't in his true form, yet he was walking on all fours. The strange thing was, he could feel his left limb, the one that was supposedly to have been cut off. The weirdest thing was, he was in a strange place... Standing outside a building unlike he had ever seen before. He couldn't change back to his more 'human' form, no matter how hard he tried.
When he saw his reflection on the weird material that made up the thing that he guessed was the door, he found the answer why. Apparently, the youkai was not in his own body anymore. In fact, he was in the body of a creature he had never seen before. Grim Reaper The skeleton let out a yawn, the dark of his hood covering his entire face for once, making not even his glowing blue eye visible. Slowly he made his way to the HQ, his boney paws emitting little cracking sounds as he took each step. His decaying ears, flung little chubby maggots onto the ground, long skeletal tails craking as they swayed like wips. This was Death, the Grim Reaper, and he seemed to be in a rather good mood.
The male paused in his steps as his hidden eyes spotted someone ahead, a rather bright white fured Kitsu. The reaper cracked a smile, perhaps he could have a little fun and scare this other a little. Ah he hadn't done that in such a long time. Well he hadn't scared someone purposly for a long time. Picking up his pace he trotted towards the male. "I've come for your soul." he spoke, his voice dark and dreary. Sesshoumaru Sesshomaru's features remained almost emotionless as he turned to face the one who had spoken. In fact, he looked almost irritated, something he would normally not had done. However, when you were thinking about the situation that you were in, the sudden appearance of someone who said that he wanted to take away your soul isn't too appreciated. Besides, he could hear the other one as he approached just now.
His golden eyes looked over the cloaked figure, realising that although most of the other party's body was covered by the cloak, it was rather obvious that they were probably of the same species. He sat down, pausing for a moment before he finally spoke, "Death do not come to me that easily." Grim Reaper Grim's expression fell, from amused to somewhat depressed. Not quite the reaction he had been hoping for. Perhaps it would have worked better, had he have neen more silent...And had more of his skeletal apperance showing, not just his decaying ears and his three boney tails.
Lifting a paw, his sleeve fell back slightly, his skeletal paw, pushing back his hood to reveal his boney snout and glowing eyes, though his entire bare skull was not visible. "Clearly I need to rework my entrance." came his reply. Sesshoumaru Sesshomaru did not even flinch when he saw what was under the hood. Back from where he came from, there were worse sights than just the moving skeleton of a four-legged creature. Musing to himself for a while, Sesshomaru replied, "I had seen far more worse than just a skeletal figure."
After all, he lived in an era where war was aplenty, and death was as common and as natural as being born... Especially in those of weak mortals. He himself had visited hell more than just on one occasion, and got out just as easily. Grim Reaper Using the same lifted paw, Grim scratched at one of his ears, causing two more maggots to fall to their doom. His little attempt hadden't worked, but hey there was always next time. Perhaps he should have go with a kid...Saying you were there to claim a soul when it really wasn't the person's time was always fun...But only if you got the right reaction.
"Yeah yeah. I've seen worse then me, too." he grunted, sitting upon his haunches, his tails dropping onto the ground with a SNAP. "Television numb your mind too? What is wrong with people these days!" Sesshoumaru "Television?" Sesshomaru echoed, elegantly raising an eye-brow as he soon resumed his expressionless feaures. Yes, this world was certainly strange. He had never heard of a thing such as this 'television' before. In fact, as much as he hated admitting it, the youkai have no idea what a television might be.
As much as he had wanted to find out, he would not go through the bother of finding out the answer by asking such a question taht would allow him to appear foolish. It seems that he would not be leaving this world any time soon, and he would have the time to find out everything he wanted to know.
"Were you not from here as well?" Grim Reaper A rather blank look fell onto Grim's face, as the white male reapeat the word 'television'. He sounded as though he had never heard of one before. Though that wasn't unheard of. There were quite a few that had never heard of a television before. It was however the next thing the other spoke that made the reaper roll his eyes.
"Boy," he started realizing that he didn't know this white male's name, though one really didn't ask for it if they were trying to scare them beforehand. However now he was not, and so it would have made sense to ask for his name...But hey, that could wait until later. "Are you dense?" he asked, canting his head to the side. Now by dense Grim didn't really mean dense, dense was what Billy was. No it was simply the only word he could think of at the time.
"Do you not know who I am?" he'd have figured that the first thing he said would have clued the other in. "I am not from here, yes that is true. But I'm not from anywhere really, or perhaps it's that I'm from everywhere...I can never remember." Sesshoumaru "Boy?" Sesshomaru repeated the word slowly, narrowing his eyes as he started frowning at the word 'dense'. That was one of the biggest insults anyone had ever inflicted on him. Loosing to his younger and much more inferior half-blooded brother was insulting, but at least he knew that he wa defeated with a sword that belonged to his father.
Being called 'boy' and 'dense' within a minute of each other was far more worse than that. It wasn't hurtful to him, but he took it as a pure insult. Then, in that instant, he realised why this other one had dared to insult him in such a way.
"You do not know who I am either... Or what I can do to you." Grim Reaper Grim let out a booming laugh, a laugh he didn't quite let out as often, for he normaly had no reason to. It was dark, and rather devious in sound, his eyes soon narrowed as he looked to the male. "What you can do to me?" he grined widly, his fangs gleeming in the light. "What can you do to me? What can you do to Death?"
Grim pushed himself off his haunches, tails flicking wildly behind him. "So I do not know of whom you are. I can't keep tabs on everyone now can I?" Sesshoumaru "It's true that you can't kill death," Sesshomaru stated, not bothered by 'Deaths'' sudden display. If he showed any sign of fear, it would had meant 'game over' for him. "It's true that you can't hurt death either, under normal circumstances."
He paused, not even knowing why he was telling all this to him when he didn't even know the other party's name. "Can you bring the dead back to life? How can you cut through something that is dead? I have a sword that can cut through death, but not life. Tell me, 'Death', what can I do to you?"
He didn't mention that he had lost both his swords upon arrival in this world. Of course, minor details aren't called 'minor' for no reason. Grim Reaper A sword that could cut though the dead? How interesting. Could it cut though him as well? Grim highly doubted it, Death personified was not that easy to be rid of. And even if this sword could cut though him...He'd probably just be able to put himself back together again, as he always did when something caused him to fall apart.
"Hmmm? I'd liked to see this sword of yours, should you really beleive it can harm me." he grined, a small cackle escaping his boney throat. "Can you even use a sword?" a question soon followed. In his travels he had never met someone who could actually weild a weapon well. Sesshoumaru Sesshomaru blinked, taking his second comment as yet another insult. Being called 'boy', 'dense' and having his sword fighting skills to a question such as 'Can you even use a sword'... If it wasn't for the fact that his sword was somewhat missing, he would certainly had displayed his skills.
"Have you ever met someone who carries a sword with him, but is unskilled with it?" To carry a sword and not master it is a joke... A joke that most weaklings carry out. Grim Reaper "It was a question." he grunted, sitting back down upon his haunches. His long skeletal tails curling around his covered hind legs, ears perking up, throwing off most of the maggots that happened to be left upon them. He tapped his foreclaws against the ground, a rather snappy kid this was. "I've seen quite a few that carry a weapon they can not weild."
His glowling eyes blinked, as the tapping of his claws ceesed. "Besides, had you not mentioned that you weren't from here? It wouldn't surprise me if you couldn't weild one." his voice was dry, as he unfurled one of his tails, it slowly swaying behind him. Sesshoumaru
"I can wield one," Sesshomaru replied with his face showing only the slightest hint of irritation. He stood up, and walked past the skeleton, knowing that he had came to the end of the conversation. It was time he went looking for his swords, find out if Rin and Jaken were here as well, and see if he could ever return to where he came from.
A short distance away, he stopped. Deciding not to look back, he spoke, "My name is Sesshomaru, what's yours?"Grim Reaper Glowing bright blue eyes watched as the other male slowly stood and began to walk off. Grim's eyes continued to watch him, as well there was nothing else to do and this white Kitsu certainly was interesting, and proved for some decent time passing chatter.
Now standing himself, he groned as the male now releviled to be known as Sesshomaru asked him of his name. "Didn't you figure that out already?" he asked, canting his head to the side. "I am Death personified. The Grim Reaper. A death god." he laughed, gently flicking his tails back and forth. Sesshoumaru "A shinigami... That's what they call death gods from where I came from," Sesshomaru answered, before starting to walk away again. So, even death gods look different in different worlds. This one was certainly the most talkative one he had met...
The death god called 'Grim'. Yes, he shall remember that name. ... Pages 3588 - 3593 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:27 pm
{ S C R E A M } Grim Reaper Skeletal tails unfurled as a cloaked figure slowly made his way though the door, his boney claws clicking against the ground in unison. Glowing blue eyes could be seen beneath his dark hood, the tip of his skeletal snout poking out. Grim's row of pointed teeth were positioned in what appeared to be a frown, and oddly the male was not carrying around his scythe. With a sigh, he ploped onto the ground, his maggoty covered ears rotating back, as he looked about the room. It had been a long night, so very long. And his clients had not been in the best of moods, of course not many were when the Grim Reaper came knocking at their door.
Lifting one of his large sleeves, the tip of the skeleton's claws poked out, as he gently scratched at his nose. Oh how he just needed to relax now, be in a peaceful enviroment for a while. He just needed to forget about his job for a few hours, then he'd get back to work...If he felt like it. Eduardo A clamor of pots and pans clanging together escaped through the kitchen door and out through the HQ. Since Santa Claus had brought Eduardo a Mini-Bake Oven, he had done nothing but bake cakes. Most of the time, his creations had returned from the oven burnt, but lately he had been lucky. With some help from Chewy (his gaurdian), he pulled his latest cake from the oven.
He took the cake in his mouth and exited into the next room. Grim Reaper Grim winced as the sudden ringing of pots and pans clanging together rang though the air. Oh, his peace, his quiet, how was he to relax now? Maggot covered ears lowered in a rather displeasing manner, a few of the wriggly bugs ploping off them and squishing upon the floor. Brows lowered as he turned his gaze to the direction the clattering sounds had been coming from. Who was it that had disturbed him?
Soon his glowing eyes caught sight of a purple horned other. Was it mortal? ...Since when did mortals get horns? And well, he certainly did not look like one of those Nightmares, as for one thing, this one had eyes. His skeletal tails flicked back and forth, the ends slowly curling into a spiral and then flicking back out in a rather wip like form.
Slowly he pushed himself up, his hood falling down lower upon his face. He would have grined, but he just didn't have it in him at the moment. Rather silently, he watched this purple Kitsu. Eduardo Eduardo hummed happily, caught in his own world as he trotted to a corner of the room. He would of been fine, his day simple, had his eyes not caught sight of a dead maggot on the floor.
He screeched, his pan and cake automatically falling out of his grip. What would bring a dead maggot here? He thought as he inched away from it. Little did he know, he'd see a much scarier sight soon enough. Grim Reaper Grim watched as the horned Kitsusagi made his way to a corner of the room, not long after catching sight of a maggot that had fallen from one of his ears. Oh? Had they been falling off again? It was rare that the reaper ever noticed the fat little slimey bugs at all, dispite the fact that they lived upon his decaying ears, and tended to fall off quite often.
The screech was loud, and quite painful, Grim lowering his head to try and block the sound from his ears. His tails flicked out snaping against the floor in a loud crack, his boney claws tapping against the floor. "Must you scream?" soon came his dry and dreary voice, as he lifted a paw, to push back his hood to a more resonable spot. Eduardo A sharp crack of a tail grabbed his attention, and it was then Ed got his answer. There, in the same room as him, was none other than Death himself, dripping maggots onto the floor. He shrieked again, despite Grim's request. Stumbling over himself, he dove behind the nearest couch. True, it may not have been the best shield, but at least it was a barrier between the two.
"I'ms not dead yet!" he yelled from behind his shield, his voice shaking. Grim Reaper Grim shook his head, as the male dove behind a couch, he was used to these kinds of reactions...But it was those screams that he'd never get used to. Grim would have screemed in response to the other's, but figured he'd probably be better off keeping quiet.
Slowly he made his way over to the other male, though keeping a decent distance between them. "I'm well aware you're not yet yet." the skeleton cracked a grin. "I'd be the first to know if you were to die." Perhaps not the smartest thing to say to someone who was clearly afraid of him, but the Reaper couldn't help it. ... Pages 4679 - 4682 Mountian Thread ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:32 pm
{ E L I } Renatus'Pax Fat. How was she fat? She was tiny and sleek, with long beautiful fur. How dare he call her fat! Was he blind or something? How could anyone see her as fat...Sure maybe some described her as puffy...But fat? Black and golden striped ears rotated back, as three fluffy tails swayed gently agenst the dirt ground. The young female's face seemed rather distressed as she sat there upon her haunches thinking to herself.
And why was he the one taking care of her? Of all the crazy people at home, she had to have been named and now taken care of by the craziest of them all. Who gave a little girl a boy's name?! Well...The first part in her name was a boy's name, the second was for a girl...But still. Something was wrong in his head or something. She should have a pretty name. Not, Renatus'Pax, or Pax for short...What language was that in anyways?
Pushing herself up she blinked, looking down and brushing off her scarf, she may have just been born, but she was certainly finding every fault she could for poor little Eir'Vidar whom had taken up the job of raising her. Sacralidge Boing...boing...roll...twist...roll...head over heels and then on her side/back/side/back... Sacrilege was merrily rolling along in every sense of the word. Lucky for her the terrain was not extraordinarily bumpy...or the young kit might have encountered a severe problem. Oh wait...waitwaitwaitwaaaaaaaaaaaaaait...what was this?
Changing direction so that she might see what the black and yellow blur in her vision was, the grey-furred kit came to a stop on her back...head facing Pax's direction and all three tails waving gaily. "Hellohellohello!" She warbled, grinning from ear to ear. "Whoyou?"
Let it be said she was not the most sane...nor mature of creatures...but how much sanity and maturity can one expect from a day-old bundle of fluff? Renatus'Pax "Whoyou?"
A voice soon rang though Ren's ears causing the female to swifty turn about looking for the source. There before her was another of her kind. A big...Well maybe not so big, but certainly fluffy, grey kit, a tealish green scraf wrapped around their neck. Now this other seemed rather cheery, quite the oposite to little dark fured Ren. Her striped ears flicked back as her brows lowered. It wasn't that she was unfreadly, it was just that she had been thinking, and well now she had lost her train of thought.
"Iam Renatus'Pax." she spoke, her posture seeming rather proud, dispite her dislike of her name. Lowering her head she looked to the grey one, golden eyes unblinking. Her tails stood in the air behind her, barly moving, almost quite in the position one would find a skunks. "Wha' you doing?" the black coated female soon questioned, canting her head to the side. Sacralidge Oh! It was one of her kind, yes it was! All furry and snuggly like she was...she highly preferred the term to, for instance, poofball, as Aijaku liked to refer to her. Ears flicking once, as though attempting to decipher the tone of the other female's voice, she cocked her head, a position that looked almost comical from her position...which was upside-down.
"I'mma rolling." She pronounced proudly, "Is a very good way to get around...and s'more fun than walkin'!"
Wrinkling her nose, she realized that she had quite let the matter of introduction slip her mind entirely and immediately rectified the situation. "And mah name is Sacrilege...but you c'n call me Eli iffen you wants to." Renatus'Pax Eli, a much easier name to pronouce then Sacrilege. Yes, she'd used that when refering to the other female before her. "You'may call me Pax." she gave a nod her voice sounding rather rude. Pax after all was the female part of her name...Though she still didn't like it, and still couldn't figure out what language it was in. She'd definatly have to speak with Eir'Vidar after this. Maybe she could change her name somehow, or she'd simply have to get used to living with it.
She shruged to herself, if not she could always get back at him...There were two soul stealers in the house anyways, one being Death himself. She was pretty sure she could work out a deal with one of them to get that stupid male taken care of. Little did she know, that one was the male's father.
Rolling. Yes, rolling was what Eli was doing. Why anyone would want to roll around instead of walking however, was beyond her. More fun then walking? She didn't belive it, she wouldn't believe such a thing. "'ow can tha' be fun?" Ren asked, poking Eli's nose with her paw. Was she even sane? ... Pages 4702 - 4703 Mountian Thread ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:36 pm
{ S E R I O U S L Y . Y O U ' R E . N A M E . I S . B R O T H E R ? } Grim Reaper The black robed skeletal male gently walked though the grass, his three boney tails swaying behind him. Glowing bright blue eyes darted about in the creature's skull as he looked about for something in pirticular. What exactly he was looking for in such a...Cheery place however was beyond explaining. For once the Reaper was up to something, a little less dreary. A large curled grin was plasetered upon his skeletal maw, as he lowered his head to the ground, poking it inbetween the blades of glass. "Now where is it..." he mumbled, lifting his head back up and blinking. Brother The Al Bhed kitsu was continueing his little 'adventures'. Towards what? He didn't know. He had met some rather interesting charcters along the way though,...a kitsu in the likeness of an Aeon,..a bob-tailed little leaf-colored thing, and a scarred one, too. Other than that it was just himself that walked along the beaten path.
That didn't bother him though, being alone. So, with a wide grin plasted on his face he strutted about, head helled high. Then a dark figure caught his eye, curiosity sparking.
"Eh-ellooo?" Grim Reaper The skeletal Kitsusagi let out a sigh, his decaying ears drooping downwards, as he shut his eyes. How was he to find what he was looking for with all this grass? Of course pershaps he could just whistle, maybe what he was looking for whould just come to him...But of course, there was that slight problem of the reaper's lack of lips. He couldn't whistle...But oh if he could he would have, and the item he was looking for would come. Wouldn't it? No matter, he couldn't and it wasn't going to happen.
It was then that a voice rang out. He swiftly turned about, brows lowering. "Who the heck are you?" he questioned, rather bluntly as he looked to the mohawked haired male. His ears flicked back as he looked at this male. Rather odd patterns he had upon his fur, though he really wasn't one to talk, being a walking, talking skeleton after all. Brother Brother's ears swivelled and his expression contorted into a less than pleasurable look. This kitsu looked like the living dead. Never the less, it was time for introductions!
"My name,..iz Brother!" He announced, his accent clearly evident, as he placed a paw upon his chest as he spoke his name. Grim Reaper Grim couldn't help but blink as Brother introduced himself. He certainly was happy. Very very happy. Or well he seemed rather plesant. And he sported an accent, a rather thick one, according the the reaper. Though it wasn't as though he couldn't understand the other, and he had heard many accents before. "Brother..." he repeated.
What an odd name, though this was a thought coming from someone that didn't exactly have a name to begin with. Grim Reaper, Death. They were all just named given to him. He had never truly been gifted a name. No matter, as people often found something to call him, normally Grim or Death. "Have you seen me scythe?" he asked, his voice rather snappy. Ah yes, that was what he had been looking for. "Some stupid little thing stole it." of course Mr. Reaper could have just been using his spare...But it wasn't the same. Brother "Scythe? Nuu,..." He said, looking around from where he stood. Though,...he had to thingk,..what was a scythe? He wouldn't know weather he had seen it or not! Grim Reaper Ah drat, his scythe had not been seen by the other, though he had expected such a response. How would he find that dran weapon now. Weapon...Hmmmm.... Could one really call his scythe that? Sure what he used it for it could, but that was his job after all.
"Terrible shame." Grim spoke, turning his gaze from Brother to the ground. It had to be around this place somewhere. That little creature couldn't have taken it far, it was too large for it to carry for long. "I am the Grim Reaper. Or Death if you will." ... Pages 3611 - 3614 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:45 pm
{ S E T S U M I } Eir'Vidar It was like any other day, then again perhaps it wasn't. The grey male was laying upon the ground just outside the HQ. His bat wing marked ears were flicked back, as his one good eye was shut, tails curled tightly around his body. He let out rather dragged out yawn, it wasn't very common to see this pirticular male in such a calm manner. Infact too any that knew him, it would probably be a big shock.
Chances were it wouldn't last long though.
Licking his chops, he opened his eye, head tilting upwards towards the sky. Was there a pirticular reason he was outside? "What was Eir'Vidar doing?" he questioned himself, before a flutter of wings above reminded him. Ah yes, he was waiting for one of the feathered ones to land so he could get the red liquid from them. Setsumi Lounging on the lower roof of the HQ, Setsumi enjoyed the warmth and the high viewpoint. She knew Terasu was safe inside with Ronan nearby, so now she was just relaxing. Though the urge for a drink made her stand and move to the edge. She looked down, deciding where to pounce when she noticed another kitsu below. She crouched on the roof, wondering if the other had already sensed her. Eir'Vidar His one eye was fixed upon the sky, the tips of his tails flicking up then down, up then down. The feathered creatures flew by and by, yet none seemed to want to land, and to think! Here he was laying quietly, without so little as a sound. What troublesome little creatures. Certainly Eir'Vidar could have been out looking for one of those stubby tails, or another small critter of the sort to get his red liquid...However he seemed to be having a large craving for the blood of the winged ones.
"What is Eir'Vidar doing wrong? Why do the feathered ones not land?" he huffed, ears rotating forward, his attention remaining on the sky. There weren't many feathered ones out, or at least not in his sight, but didn't their litle wingish limbs get tired? The male saw no reason for them to not want to land.
He was getting hungry.
Unknown to the male, there was another nearby. Had he noticed it would have taken his mind from the red liquid...If only for a moment. Or perhaps he'd have ended up trying to bite the other's tails, it was not to be sure. Setsumi Setsumi tilted her head, watching the other kitsu focus on something. He kept darting his head across the sky, as if watching a laser light. Looking up, all Setsumi saw was birds. Were they that interestingto him? She prowled along the roof till she was right above the other kitsu. She smirked and debated what to do now. She slouched down to sit, but some of the snow crunched under her weight and fell, right on the other kitsu's face. Eir'Vidar Back and forth, back and forth. The feathered ones were circling above, or so it seemed to the male. Certainly they were just taunting him now, making fun of his lack of his own wings. Teasing him because he could not fly into the sky and chase them. Oh how terrible of them to do so.
PLUNK.
It was then that snow fell upon his face. It was rather chilling, yet it seemed to take a moment for the male to do anything. Swiftly he jumped up, giving his head a shake, the snow flying from left to right. Now where had that snow come from? It wasn't the feathered ones, it couldn't have been them. He had been watching and, none of them had gone near any snow.
His wing marked ears perked up, as he tilted his head back, falling onto his rump as he did so. It was then that he glimpsed another in his one good red eye. So they were the one that had droped the snow upon him. "Eir'Vidar says hello to you!" he called up to the other on the roof. Now how did they get up there? Did they have wings? Perhaps they could knock one of the feathered ones from the sky for him then. Setsumi Sitting upright, Setsumi tilted over the edge of the roof, casting a shadow over the other kitsu. She flicked her featherd ears at his speech. She looked around for any other kitsus but found no one. Looking back down at him, she tilted her head. "I take it you are Eir'Vidar then." She stepped back slightly, being careful not to fall off. "And I am Setsumi. Sorry for the snow slush, twas a accident." Eir'Vidar The response from the other confused the male for a moment. What did she mean that he was Eir'Vidar? Of course he was. He had just said so. How silly, it wasn't as if anyone else could be Eir'Vidar. Oh well, at least they knew who he was, though it still puzzled the male sightly.
Eir'Vidar gave a nod, his ears flopping up and down as he did so. His dusty rose tails slowly curling around his hind legs. "Hello to the Sumi." he smiled widly, his little fangs gleeming in the light. "It not the Sumi's fault. The white snow must just not like Eir'Vidar." he nodded once more, it was ovious that the snow was somehow teaming up with the feathered ones...Or something of the sort.
"How did the Sumi get up there?" he soon questioned. Setsumi Setsumi chuckled at Eir'Vidar's words. Seemed he had a unique way of speaking. "Well then, if you call me Sumi then I shall call you Eir'." She began pacing down the right side of the roof, "as to how I got up here, it's because of those there." She nodded her head down to a pile of firelogs leaning against HQ. Her pawprints were still visible on the snowy wood. Eir'Vidar
Had he been calling her Sumi? He couldn't quite recall, but it really wasn't important if she wasn't upset about it. And such a thing was always good.
His attention then turned to the pile of logs, packed up neatly against the side of the HQ. Oh, it seemed that the female had used them like steps, what a shame, he had been hoping she'd have the same feathery wings that the featered ones had, so she could knock one down for him. There went that idea, he'd have to come up with another idea for getting one to land. "Eir'Vidar sees." he spoke, as he continued to eye the logs. Setsumi Setsumi plopped down to sit, seeing what the other would do. She twitched her ear as she saw fluttering in the corner of her eye. Turning her head she spotted a pidgeon land on the roof a few feet from her. She looked back at Eir', "So, what are you up to?" Eir'Vidar
The male's ears swiftly flicked back, eye narrowing, as he swiveled to see the pidgeon land on the roof. A feathered one! It had landed, and now it would be his. Almost imdiatly as he had spotted the creature landing he darted to the pile of logs, scrambling his way up them and onto the roof. It would have helped if he had walked slowly, but in the rush he could seem to get a goof footing upon the snow covered snow.
Eir'Vidar skidded to a stop, at the very edge of the roof, the feathered one fluttered off into the sky, leaving the male to stare in disapointment. His ears drooped as he let out a sigh. Setsumi Setsumi raised a brow at Eir's clumsy climb up the roof. She saw his stare and followed his gaze to the, already flying away bird. "Oh I see, You're bird hunting are you?" She widened her eyes briefly, before subtly hiding her feathered tails behind her. Not that it made a difference with feathers all over her body. "Umm, just so you know, I'm a full-blooded kitsu." No room for mistakes here. Eir'Vidar Pushing himself up, he flicked his tails, his ears remaining droped down, the look upon his face rather annoyed. Oh why did the featered one have to fly away? The creature should have sat still and let him catch it, he should be drinking the red liquid right now. Stupid featered one.
He turned to look at Setsumi, before blinking, mildly puzzled. Full-blooded Kitsusagi? There were half-blooded Kitsusagi? Setsumi certainly looked different, she had feathery things all over her. However the message that Setsumi was clearly trying to send to the male seemed to get lost along the way. He was after all one who tried to dine on his own father's blood whenever he got the chance.
"Eir'Vidar wonders what a half-blooded furry looks like." Setsumi Setsumi sweatdropped; oh well. Better to have the hungry Eir confused than...well, hungrier. "Don't worry about it. It's nothing." She took a closer look at his features now that he was close. He was indeed different, especially with those horns. She caught sight of stitches on his eye, similiar to a nightmare. Then it clicked. Horns, a stitched eye..."Hey Eir', are you part nightmare?" Eir'Vidar He blinked, as he stared blanky at the female before him. It was nothing? But what about the half-bloods? He wanted to know, about them and what they looked like. He had never seen one, or well he didn't think he had. Hat Setsumi seen a half blood before? He was rather confused, though that wasn't entirly new. Eir'Vidar was very easy to confuse, as he did not understand much.
'Hm?" his ears perked up as he canted his head to the side. Part nightmare? Ah yes, he was, wasn't he? "Eir'Vidar's father is nightmaren, yes." he nodded, tails swaying back and forth. Setsumi Setsumi nodded her head. So he was half nightmare. "Well Eir' I guess a half blood would look somewhat like you." She twwisted her tails side to side, disturbing the settled snow. Eir'Vidar So a half-blood would look like him? Would it look like his siblings then too? How interesting. What did he look like anyways? He knew bits and peices of what he looked like, but it wasn't as though he looked in a mirror often. Then again, after a bit of thought he had a basic idea of what he looked like. "So Eir'Vidar is a half-blood?" he questioned. Setsumi Setsumi tilted her head. Okkkk, seems Eir' had a hard time understanding a few things. She nodded her head, "Well yes, your'e half normal kitsu and half nightmare. So that's why you have special features, like your horns." She chuckled, "That's what I meant before. Just cause I have feathers, don't mistake me for being half bird." Eir'Vidar The male nodded. Right, he was half normal, half nightmare. His father was a nightmaren and his mother was of the normal species. So he was what one could call a half-breed, hm? Quite interesting, or it would have been had Eir'Vidar fully grasped the concept. And because he was a half-breed he had horns like his father, as well as the stitches that kept his other eye shut. Yes yes, tha made sense in a way. And then from his mother he got his lust for the red liquid..Wait did that count as the same thing? He gave his head a shake, he wasn't sure.
Slowly he canted his head to the side. Setsumi was half bird? She was a half-breed too? "The Sumi is part feathered one?" he asked, a very very puzzled look on his face. He was clearly not undertanding her, or just not listening properly. ... Pages 3989 - 4013 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:49 pm
{ F L U F F Y . A G A I N } Grim Reaper Another day, more people's lives ready to be taken. What an annoying job, at times he wondered how he manged to get himself into his current position. Then again, wasn't that a question to be asking, how did one become Death. Oh bother, it was nothing to fuss over at the moment, he had a job to do and he needed to stay on schedule. Skeletal tails curled with a crack as the male's boney paws tapped against the ground. His decaying ears flicked, sending a rather plump looking maggot flying off at speeds only it could speak of. The curled tip of his baclk robe diped down infront of his face, blocking one of his bright blue eyes.
He paused in his tracks, leaning his scythe up against a large looming tree. A sigh escaped the Reaper's maw, as he placed a forepaw upon his off-white muzzle. If he had a pipe at the moment, he'd certainly had been smoking it to calm himself down. Eh, he hadn't smoked a thing for years it seemed. He couldn't quite remember why he had stoped, it had happened long before he had met those...evil kids.
"I need a vacation." he moaned, a rather unplesant look upon his shadowed face. Sesshomaru He had begun to settle down in this place. He found the thing called a 'television' a little annoying. For one, it was too loud more often than not, and there was nothing really interesting on it. He had heard that most people here love that black box so much that they could just sit down in front of it for a whole day.
That was something even he could not understand.
Sesshomaru walked up to the building again, remembering what it was like when he first arrived here. He found one of his swords, the one left behind by his father for him, but the other sword was still missing. He was not worried; Nobody except for him could control the blood lust of that sword.
The youkai stopped in his tracks as he caught sight of a slight familiar hooded figure in front of him. Ah, yes, the shinigami... Grim Reaper The maggots upon the skeleton's decaying ears seemed to be having the time of their lives, wriggling about, gnawing on the bits of flesh that remained upon the furry ears. It was rather odd, the Reaper's ears being the only part of him one could classify as 'living'. They had fur, they had flesh...Though they were more of a living dead type thing, being rather zombie like, decaying all- Ok no need to go in depth there. Little to say it was rather disgusting to stare at for longer then a minute or so, maybe that was why most people seemed to allow for their gaze to be away from the skeleton's ears.
Wiggle. Wiggle.
What the hell were those things doing? Throwing some sort of party on his ears?! ..It was then that Death noticed a familiar figure in the distance...Well not so distant, more of reletivly close. His bright glowing eyes narrowed as he eyed the white fured one. My oh my, he had rather made of a fool of himself in front of that one, what with the whole trying to scare him act. Though perhaps the other hadn't seen it that way, or perhaps he wouldn't remember. Not that he wouldn't remember Grim, most didn't forget meeting the Reaper.
Two of his boney tails streached out a loud CRACK eachoing though the air. Slowly they coiled themselves around the handle of his scythe. No it was not this one's time to leave the realm of the living, and really he wasn't confused enough to kill him, but then again, who would miss this guy?
No. No.
He didn't want to have to deal with what would happen if he did. Though, he could use this guy as an escuse to hold off on his prior engagements. Yes! If he struck up a conversation with this one, then he could hold off doing his job. People would still get killed of course...They just wouldn't die. He'd just fix that up later, when he was in a better working mood.
Slowly he made his way over to the white male. "You." he uttered. Sesshomaru "The grim reaper, if I remember correctly," Sesshomaru answered coolly, his eyes remaining just as void of emotions as ever. He remembered that the term 'shinigami' was used mainly, or perhaps only, in Japan. Sitting down, the youkai flicked his tails, letting them curl halfway around his seated body.
"What business do you have with me?" It did occur to him that meeting the Death God again might be just another coincidence, but he didn't know what else to say. The sword strapped on his waist seemed to pulse slightly as he continued, "Or do you have work to do?" Grim Reaper Grim grunted, "Please, when it's your time to go, I'll let you know." he grined, though it was really for nothing, as the shadow from his hood conceiled it. "Plus, when is my work ever done?" he spoke his eyes narrowing as he inched a bit closer to the other male. "All you and any other seem to do is get killed. Making me stuck on a twenty-four-seven job. I don't see why I must always go finish the job and make sure you all die when you're suposed to."
His tails flicked, his scythe falling into the light, the male's thrid tail finally coiling around it's handle like the other two. He knew now that if he didn't leave, he'd be late for some old guy kicking the bucket, so to speak. But hey, that wasn't very exciting. His job barely ever was...Though every now and then it did get interesting. It did get amusing.
"To put it simply, I don't have any business with you. And if I did, you wouldn't realize it until it was too late." Perhaps he was streaching things a little. Every now and then he did get confused with who was suposed to die and he ended up killing the wrong person, or he made it extreamly ovious that he was their for the person's soul. In fact, come to think of it, Grim really loved making big entrances, perhaps it was a need to be the center or attention from a lack of love as a child or something like that.
Pssh, yeah right...Maybe. Sesshomaru "Get killed?" Sesshomaru echoed, his tone was one that suggested he was slightly amused by what Death had just said. There was not one time where he would think of someone taking his life. It was more of the other way around, from his experience.
However, look what happened to his father. One of the greatest youkai that had ever lived... Of course, he would never do what his father did. To him, it was his father's greatest mistake. A mistake that Sesshomaru would never make.
"Perhaps for some of the humans," He replied, his tone returning to his normally used one. "They had always been weak... So are some of the lesser youkai I've seen. Those who talk and boast a lot during battles usually end up dead first." Grim Reaper Those who talked a lot, and bosted quite a bit died first huh? He couldn't say that Sesshomaru was wrong, after all it was true for the most part. Then there was that one fact, that one fact that would cause the Reaper to be slightly insulted from that comment..Or statement as it were. He talked a lot, and from time to time he did tend to boast. He certainly was not weak and he would certainly not be one killed in battle frist...Well killing Death would be quite a feat indeed, and it was not exactly likely to happen. Though as with everything, there were ways to kill Death Gods.
Wait. There was one person at least that Grim knew wouldn't die first should he get stuck in a battle. Billy. The bigest loud mouth he had ever had the displeasure to meet. Billy practically defied all laws, he did things that made no sense at all and that one would think was impossible.
Moving on.
"Quite." he spoke finally, with a nod. "Mmmm wars. Probably the most thirlling part of this job." Ah, yes. If there was one thing Grim actually liked about his job, were the wars. The really big ones with thousands of people, he got to have so much fun whenever those happened...Though it wasn't often. Sesshomaru "From where I came from... The different states were at war. The era of the warring states," Sesshomaru answered at the mention of wars. He could see why a Death God would like wars. Of course, the reason why there were so many lesser demons was also due to the wars. People died without feeling contented, and they sought revenge.
The wars brought famine, and caused more deaths and more lesser demons. He didn't care about the number of people who died, but more about those inferior beings that spawn from the death of these humans. All they do is pick on the mortals, and think that they have power.
Those that met him and dared to challenge him didn't stay for long. Grim Reaper Hmmm, so where this youkai came from there where many wars. Oh how Grim would have loved it there, really you could not get tired of wars. Sure he was always busy then, but it was a rather...Joyful type of busy. He always had so much fun reaping for a war. There hadn't been one for so long, perhaps that could have explained his rather foul mood towards his job...Though chances were it probably wasn't that, but something else. "Sounds nice."
He paused for a moment, his gaze drifting downwards, little chubby maggots plumiting from the holes in his ears. One decaying ear perked up, sticking straingt up in the air, while the other remained floped down at the side. "You wouldn't happen to have a pipe would you?" he questioned, though he knew that the other wouldn't. Heck why would any Kitsusagi have a pipe on them? He hadn't met any that smoked, but he was dead so to speak and well it wasn't as though it would kill him.
He'd definatly need to find some alternate stress releavier. Sesshomaru "No, I don't have one," Sesshomaru answered. He was rather surprised that the other Kitsu could actually smoke... Of course, he wondered why the grim reaper chose to ask him as well. Not that he was interested enough to ask for the answer.
"I hadn't met one that actually smoked," He continued, looking at Grim with a sort of side-way glance. Grim Reaper Grim arched a brow, yeah he figured as much. He really couldn't remember when he had stoped, or what he had done with his pipe..It must have been centuries ago, or something like that. A rather guilty look soon found itself to the Reaper's face, though for the most part it remained hidden in the shadow of his hood. "I don't." he uttered, his voice rather blank and dull.
"Well not anymore." he tilted his head slightly to the side. "Not sure why I stoped, nor can I remember." his bones seemed to relax some, his robe wrinkling around the bottom, and sleeves. "Though it is a rather good stress releaver." the male nodded, causing a few maggots to plumit to their doom, with a SQUEESH.
Actually watching Grim smoke was quite interesting, and it showed just how...Well not there his glowing blue eyes were. When he smoked it seemed as though his eyes were but mear light floating about in his skull, as smoke tended to rise out his eye sockets. Lifting a paw, his sleeve slid back, revealing his skeletal paw. He pointed to the other, in a jesting manner. "Whatever you do, don't become a Reaper. The hours are terrible." Sesshomaru
"You should not worry unduly," Sesshomaru replied with a slight lift of his eye brow. He stood up from where he had been standing, his sword making a dull 'cling' sound as it came into contact with the ground. Needless to say, he was still getting used to the fact that his sword was too long to be carried about normally, "That will never happen..."
The youkai looked at the sky for a moment, before turning back to face Death in the... Hood.
"Until next time," He said, walking away from the skeletal Kitsu. He had things to do, and he was sure that Grim had his own work to attend to as well. ... Pages 4046 - 4047 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 10:59 pm
{ I . H A T E . K I D S } Tobias Tobias a newly hatch newborn struggles to walk a bit having only one good eye to see out of. He has a wierd decease that was on his left side and on his right eye. He sniffed the ground while his mother slept near by. He wasn't sure what to expect being new and all. Acerbus Ears perked up, as the male's nose slowly poked though the doorway. Lime green eyes blinked, a rather unplesant look upon his face. The charm upon his fish marked collar jingled as the red squrriel looking Kitsusagi trotted into the building. Swiftly he turned, pushing in the door, it was so cold out. He should have been home, curled up and sleeping. Whatever had possed him to come out? It was then that he caught sight of a young kit. He blinked, canting his head to the side. Kids...Ick. He sat down upon his haunches, flicking his tails sporadically. What an odd looking kit. Tobias Tobias with his right eye saw the orange thing. What ever it was he thought to himself. He had no since of depth perpection being all the bandages. He flickered his ears a bit. Then he slowly crept up to the orange kitsu. Tobias walked slowly because if he walked to fast he woudl get dizzy. Tobias walking becamse a bit more stable then it was before. When he got up to the orange kitsu he said," Hi." Acerbus Acerbus' nose wronkled as the little kit wandered over to him. Crap! What was he supposed to do? He looked about, franticly, green eyes darting about for anyone else that he could simply force over to the kit, and then hide somewhere...Or something like that.
No one.
What rotten luck. He lifted a paw, a rather nervous look upon his face. Oh but inside he was fuming, more at himself then anything else. 'CRAP! That is the LAST time I make eye contact with a kid. What the hell am I suposed to say to this thing?!' his thoughts seemed to race, as he tried to build up what to say in response...Though answering a 'hi' wasn't really that hard.
"Uhhhhh...Hello?" Tobias Tobias tilted his head a bit. He wonder why he seemed so scared. "I am Tobias. What is your name," he said like an curious little kid. He was new so he wanted to find out what everything is. "Are you a kitsu? Or something else.You look smaller then my ma and pa." He smiled a bit. Acerbus Acerbus blinked, placing his paw back down on the ground, a rather displeased look crossing his face. Was he a Kitsu? What a question to ask! Of course he was, clearly this kid needed some lessons and such. Though it was the next question that would cause the male to twitch. Smaller. Oh how he hated that darn 'S' word! Certainly he was smaller then normal....But was that his fault? No, of course not! He didn't choose to be shorter then the average height for an adult.
"Short?" he repeated. The kid needed some manners. "Yes I'm a Kitsu." he snapped, with a huff, holding his head high, his tag on his collar jangling. "I am Acerbus," he flicked his paw slightly, "You may call me Acer." Tobias Tobias smiled a bit. "Nice to meet you. umm.....would it be okay if I called you Ace?" He tilted his head a bit. "It sounds cooler then Acer." He then turned his head away and covered his mouth as he coughed. Then turned backed a bit. "Umm....what kind of kitsu are you. You are not a scary one from what my ma told me about." Acerbus "Ace?" he uttered, canting his head to the side. It wasn't bad, not what he was used to being called for those that didn't like speaking his full name...But it wasn't half bad. "Fine." he spoke dryly. He didn't quite get how Ace was cooler then Acer, but this was a kid he was speaking to after all. They always had such weird thoughts.
His eyes narrowed, his long fuzzy ears drooping. What kind of Kitsu was he? Wasn't it ovious? Apperently not. "I am the same as you." he spoke, poking the kit's nose gently with his paw. "Just a regular Kitsu." he figured he'd leave out the whole squirrel thing. That might just end up leading into a whole mess of confusion. Tobias Tobias nodded a bit sort of confused but oh well. Tobias spoke," Ace are you new to the area like me?" He was still small and was trying to find anyone to help him find his way around the Moutain. Eris Eris on the other hand decided to wake up from her nap. She yawned a bit and walked over to her son. "Hello Tobias who is your friend?" she asked patting Tobias on the head. Acerbus The red fured male gave a nod, "Yeah I suppose so." he spoke, he was pretty new to the area, though it really wouldn't take long for him to figure out the lay of the land. It never did. His ears perked up as a female walked over to the two. A brow arched, as his lime eyes darted from the female to the kit. Oviously the mother, as they looked similar enough. What a shame, he'd have jumped at the chance to filt with her. Then again he'd have jumped at the chance to flit with any female.
He quickly shook his head. Now was not the time to be thinking of that. "Yeah. Nice too meet you." he attempted a smile. Eris "glad to meet you Ace,"said Eris. 'My name is Eris Strife." Eris looked at Ace to figure out if his face was broken or he was having a hard time smiling. 'you are the first of your kind?" Tobias Tobias sat next to his mother. Acerbus Why. Why was it that he could never smile unless he wanted something? He could only ever look sweet if he was trying to get something...Or get away with something. Big innocent eyes, a sweet smile, it always worked, though whenever he didn't want anything or need to get away with anything...Well nada. He just couldn't seem to smile. Even when flirting, he always smirked, never smiled. Hm...Clearly he'd never be able to look sweet unless it would benefit him in a way.
He gave a shake of his head. "No no...Then again I suppose you could say I am." ... Pages 5133 - 5135 Mountian Thread ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 11:06 pm
{ R A Z I E L } Raziel He did not know how long he'd wandered in the blue shades of purgatory, feasting on the howling souls that he plucked, kicking and screaming from cold corpses and pulled like breath into his very being. It had taken too long to recover from the frailty Kain had afflicted him with, his already lacking body brutalized and unable to find a way back to the surface of the living world. The portal appeared only when his phantom belly was filled, brimming with transient spirits that still tried to claw and wail as they were drained away, downward, ever downward, to where the Elder lay. Raziel pushed with his nose and his claws and felt the fabric of the realm come asunder, sunlight on his face like an unexpected kiss before he stumbled back into the material.
Blinking, half-blind and exhausted, he collapsed onto the ground, ears working double time to ensure that no enemy was overlooked. Kain was thankfully nowhere to be seen, but not all foes would take his shape. Finding nothing, he remained dazedly bound to the earth, the heat of the day noisily slurping the last bit of his strength until only the night would allow him free rein of his limbs again.
He had fled, but he had come back to face his demons once again. Grim Reaper The Reaper wandered, two of his tails curling and then flicking back out with little snaps. His third tail was plesantly coiled around his scythe, the end of which was being draged against the ground. His decaying ears seemed to be almost completly free of maggots this time, though they seemed to have obtained quite a few more holes. In his maw, rested a pipe. Ah he had manged to find one, and well hed smoke as much as he wanted being alone outside. And besides, dispite what a few had told him, it couldn't kill him. He was dead to begin with after all. Besides, he was a skeleton, and last he checked you needed organs to die from smoking. What stupid people, telling him it'd make him sick.
Now really it wasn't the fact that the male was smoking that was odd, but more of the fact that the smoke seemed to be rising from the eye socket holes in his skull, his glowly blue eyes looking like nothing more then two little glowing lights. He grunted, smoke puffing out his nostrils, as his teeth loosened their grip upon his pipe, ever so slightly. He steps slowed, as he soon paused, looking around. Something felt...Strange. Death continued to glance around, yet nothing seemed to catch his eye. Perhaps because of the smoke flowing from them, though probably not.
"Hmmmm..." Slowly he lifted his skeletal paw, going on his way once more, little clicking sounds echoing with every step he took. It wasn't long until he noticed something blue in the distance. Raziel The sound of bones clicking together was an unnervingly familiar noise, somewhat similar to the occasional clack of removed discomfort he felt from his rotted joints. Raziel's head rose a few bare centimeters, the most he could manage in his highly fatigued state, but the growth of the plant life around him forbade that he see what it was that approached steadily. Only wisps of grey mist in the distance alerted him of the thing's proximity, and he waited with the dour air of a funeral director for whatever it was to pass by.
Except it didn't seem interested in striding away, did not appear to be intent upon safely carving a trail in the woods that was not occupied by a tired but still dangerous Soul Reaver. His hackles rose, the most threatening thing he could muster from the bleak ashes of his once vigorous frame, and he growled a low note that carried into the ground like the shifting of tectonic plates in overdrive.
The warning noise hit a snag when the kitsusagi finally appeared, robed in dark vestments with a skeletal face that seemed to be on fire from the interior of the skull. Confounded but guarded, the wraith carried on with the noise, watching with lily-pale eyes and waiting to see what the dead thing would do. Grim Reaper It did not take long for the Reaper to get close enough to the thing that was once a blue blob, to see what it actually was. His shadowed black robe flapping as he came to a stop, not to far from where the blue one before him lay. The corner of his skeletal maw cracked open to allow for some smoke to pass out, instead of it all though his eye sockets. The warning nose that the rather bizare one was emitting was far from truly threating. At least for the most part. It wasn't as though he hadn't delt with growling before, but this one's growl was far different then what he was accustomed to hearing.
One of his two free boney tails shifted, as it slowly reached out towards his maw, the tip of it coiling around the pipe. Gently he let go of it, his tail flicking back, cluting the pipe tightly. The remaining smoke slowly drifted from both his eyes and nostrils, as he bent his head down to get a better look at the other. "Be more threating if you stood up." he grined, rather deviously.
Lifting his head back up the skeleton allowed for his hood to drop down, shrouding all but the tip of his maw, and his lambent blue eyes. This one certainly was a sight. His apperance, Grim could definatly see scaring some, though for the moment he seemed to be at a lack of life so to speak. Raziel In his old life, such an offense would have resulted in quick and inelegant retaliation, a severed limb or a detached head, anything he had felt satisfied the upset. But this new existence was different and granted him little in the ways of brutal contentment, his body animated specifically to collect errant souls and funnel them down into the depths of the world where his employer resided. Vengeance was a bonus, and he drank it like a poison and enforced his own time limit.
He lay still, the snarl quieting little as he pleaded internally for the sun to vanish, bloody and defeated by nightfall. Even a cloud's intervention might have given him some respite, but the sky was disobliging in that aspect, clear and breezy with absolutely no chance of precipitation. Even the damnable weather was against him, it seemed.
"Wait until the sun goes down," He advised forebodingly, promise locked in the space where his tongue had once resided. The Reaver's voice was raspy, but the honed edge remained true. "The threat will be very real then."
It annoyed him, this creature staring at him so openly creating a defiant turmoil to unfold upon his face. They were not so separate as far as ghastly appearances went, so then why did this grim being stare at him so from beneath the protection of his attire?
I am no mirror. Away with you. Grim Reaper Grim's gaze soon turned upward, as he held his head up towards the sky, the sudden movement causing his robe to ruffle and his hood to fall back completly. He blinked as he looked to the sun, ah so this one was being affected by it, or by the light. One or the other, he wasn't entirly sure on the matter. He turned his attention back down to the male, arching a brow. Chances were it was the light, not the sun. In most cases like this is was most often light and not a pirticular illuminating object.
His ears twitched, one of the few chubby little maggots flying off and crashing into the ground.
SMEESH.
He felt rather odd without his hood on, yet he couldn't really be bothered with pulling it back over his head at the moment. His tail that was coiling around his pipe move in a rather drawn out manner, back towards his maw. Gently he clamped his jagged teeth upon the tip, taking a few puffs, before returning it to the clutches of his tail. "The light is it?" a rather blank look finding its way to his face. He tapped his pointed claws against the ground. CLINK. CLINK.
"I might just be able to help with that." he grined, the glow in his eyes narrowing. There was not much for him to do at the moment, and one only knew that he only smoked when he was stressed...Which evidently seemed to be quite often. He wasn't working this morning, be it a choice he decided upon. He had just wanted to wander about the world, free from collecting any souls, free from finalizing anyone's death for a few hours. He had simply planed on making up for the deaths of those whom of which where to die that morn, when nightfall came. His enterances were more petrifying then, and seemed to make his victems, if you could call them that, more perturbed.
He returned his pipe to his maw, the grin upon his face only growing as smoke began to rise once more from his eyes. Raziel Disgusted, Raziel watched the larva topple out of the skeleton's inner ear, wishing fiercely that he could gather the strength to pick up a paw and end its squirming existence. But even the wriggling, helpless maggot was safe from him, inching around on the ground near his nose in a show of utter nonchalance. He couldn't even blow a vindictive breath at it, his sighs and snorts no longer powered by lungs.
The pale thing was speaking again, and the wraith turned his attention momentarily back to it, bristling. Perhaps admitting his obvious weakness had not been the wisest of ideas, but bluffing would have hit a wall just as quickly.
"I do not strike deals with animated heaps of bones," He snapped, one claw actually managing a faint twitch in his indignation. Soul Reaver, avenger of his own demise, the kitsu couldn't stand being stared down at. It reminded him far too much of Kain watching his descent into the Abyss, satisfied and righteous. At the very least, his sire had possessed eyes through which to watch him, instead of the unnerving stare of hollows trying to pierce him.
Raziel wondered if it would be worth the effort to keep the emaciated thing around until nightfall just to pummel him into dust. The toothy grin gave him a very clear answer. Grim Reaper The Reaper stoped puffing his pipe for a moment, his teeth clentching harder upon the tip of it, any harder and it certainly would have broken. Swiftly he returned the object to the clutches of his tail, where he would have been less inclined to take out his anger on it. Heap of bones! Him?! How dare the one before him call him such, and in the condition they were in. His tail in which was coiled around his scythe flicked, the handle gently scraping against the ground.
"Heap of bones, hm?" he spoke, his voice much deeper then it had been before, it always seemed to deepen when he was upset. His claws tapped against the ground, creeking and snaping each time they rose. Death was tryng hard not to snap.
He gritted his teeth, as he slowly sat upon his haunches, his thrid and only free tail curling around his hidden hind legs. The male's decaying ears swiveled back, as his brows lowered. "Listen here boy." he began, a rather displeased look upon his face. He brought his head down towards Raziel's, "It was not a deal, it was an offer." he would have growled, but he just about never growled, and so pushed that thought aside. "Clearly you are not aware of whom exactly you're speaking to." he grunted, his ears roatating forward, almost like a set of horns. No respect these days. He never got any respect. Raziel A flare of satisfaction for the obvious consternation he caused was all the ex-vampire allowed himself to feel before locking down on his scowling expression. It was juvenile to be contented just because he had scored an ego-deflating blow, a dark amusement that Kain might have felt after he'd defeated him for a second time. He wanted to be as far from the blood-sucking b*****d as possible, in proximity as well as mentality. He did not care what others thought of him beyond that.
The wraith watched the claws when they moved, anticipating some backlash for his mouth. The option to fade into the Spectral annoyed him, and he silently swore that he would prefer to face a potential beating in place of returning there once again. Now that he knew how to return to the living plane, it would not have been so tedious an experience, but his worldly stamina was returning to him in sluggish waves beneath the glowing sphere of the sun, and he did not want to set it back again.
Never having been addressed as 'boy' before, Raziel decided he did not at all like the title. His fangs glinted from beneath his cowl when his nose wrinkled up. "I take no offers either. And I am not much concerned about who you are, so long as you leave. Now." Grim Reaper Brows furrowed as the Reaper's displeased look changed to more of smug apperance. He lifted his head slowly, ears jolting back, reasting normally against his skull. Lifting a paw, he fixed his night black hood around his face, shrowding all but the tip of his snout and glowing eyes. Lifting his head up ever so slightly he laughed. That rather booming laugh, that seemed that if he got any louder the world itself would shake. Death shook his head, his laugh subsiding. "Was that meant to be a threat?" he questioned, arching a brow.
Perhaps it had been all that time with those two wretched little kids, that had made threats seem so less...threating. Or simply perhaps it was the current situation. Though the fact being there was only one person who Grim would always hate to be threatened by, someone of whitch happened to be a little blond girl. Someone who he had not seen for quite a long time. Thank goodness.
Death grined, his tail coiled about his legs, flicking upwards and downwards slowly. "As I said before, it'd be more threating if you stood up." Now perhaps Grim shouldn't have been egging the other on, but for a reason he felt that he should, and really there was no changing the Grim Reaper's mind. Raziel He watched as his current tormentor covered himself, the hood draping over the chalky bone like bad Poe imagery. Perhaps requesting to be left alone might have yielded better results, but the wraith was too proud and stubborn to ask for anything. He'd demanded before, and he would demand now, despite the obvious changes.
"Would you like to identify everything I say by questioning me about it?" Raziel growled, watching the sun's descent out of his peripheral vision, bloody dissension creeping lower as he felt the gradual fade into twilight. "If so, this discussion will become more tedious than it is already."
The taunt about standing stuck like a bone in his craw, but he kept low, waiting for the right moment. This was a test of patience, something he hadn't possessed at all in his previous life. "As I said before, wait and I will deliver. I promise the experience will not be disappointing." Grim Reaper The Reaper chuckled once more, this time far lighter then before. The male returned the pipe to his maw, his tail slowly uncoiling from it and falling limp against the ground. He sat there for a while, simply puffing away at it, mulling over things. One gory ear perking up, as the other lay pressed against the back of his hood. "I don't 'oubt thatyou could tear me ap'rt..." he spoke, the pipe still in his maw, causing his words to become rather slured and chopped up.
Smoke rose from his nostrils, and from the little holes between the upper and lower fangs as his mouth opened slightly. So much smoke was vacating from those spots, that the smoke didn't seem as cloudly around his illuminating eyes. It was true, there was no doubt that the male before him could deliver the pain he had been speaking of. However more often then not, such things didn't bother Grim. He had grown used to being pulled apart, and well being a skeleton it wasn't that hard, nor was it hard to pull himself back together. Of course everyone had their limits, as did Grim. And well, most of the time if he was pulled apart, he's just lay there in pecies for a while before trying to pull himself back together.
Slowly his tail returned, taking hold of his pipe, the smoke gently vanishing though the air. "What I doubt boy, is the fact that you could do something that would cause me pain that I haven't already gone though." a serious look came over the Reaper, as his tail cluthing his scythe, reasted upon the ground, the scythe getting covered in some dirt. "There's not much that I haven't been through." and how true that was.
He had come close to death before, even though he someone who was already dead...Well he wasn't exactly dead, nor was he alive. It was a complicated thing to explain. What exactly could this one before him do to him? Death seriously doubted that it would be anything that would trouble him. Perhaps it would make him late for his duties, and that...Well that would end up bring him more joy then anything else. Well whatever it was, he'd simply have to sit and wonder if the blue one would follow up with what he had been saying. Raziel As he stayed in place, essentially married to the ground, Raziel found himself wondering what a very dead kitsusagi was doing with a pipe. Smoking seemed to be something reserved for those who had respiratory organs to contaminate, and since he'd yet to see anything beyond the bony jut of ribs beneath his ragged cloak, he assumed that the beast before him was not in that particular group. That did not appear to be stopping him from enjoying it however.
Ah, admittance. At least they had come far enough for the ghoul to bow out on that particular subject. And yet, despite all the annoyance that had built up inside his bones and leaked into what was left of his musculature, Raziel found himself growing less and less interested in ripping the kitsu before him to shreds. His ire had been terrifying, but he had already filtered it into the bottomless well of hate that he held for Kain, finding the frustration better alloted to the pale, fanged judas.
Boy again. He was beginning to despise it. But on the tail of the sentence was something he could relate to, pain enough to deaden the eyes and the nerves and leave only rigid remains. He contemplated as the sun vanished, waiting for the candyfloss colors of the horizon to be consumed by the purple-blue of night. Unsteady, he finally pulled his legs into some order beneath him, the fabric that swaddled his ruined maw sliding down to reveal the unnerving absence of a jawbone before he covered it again.
"I should rend you to splinters," He spoke, the glow of his eyes growing stronger as they sipped the milky moonlight down warily. His wings opened, an oceanic blue filter for the pale moon before they settled down once more with a gentle rustle. "But such a punishment would likely not be new and I am weary of your presence. Do not follow me and I will allow my threats to remain idle." Grim Reaper Glowing blue eyes shifted upwards as Death looked to the sky, ah night was finally falling it seemed. Such wonderous colours were painted in the sky. His attention soon turned back to the male before him.
The last few words echoed though the skeleton's head, causing him to cant it to the side, almost as though he was going to let the words pour out from his ears. A rather blank look found its way to his hidden apperance, as he arched a brow. Idle threats. He couldn't help, but smile, though the corners of his mouth seemed rather crooked and curled.
"Render me to splinters then." he smirked, pushing himself up off his haunches. Tails stretched out, with gentle cracks though the air, echoing as though it were but a mere eerie melody. His scythe swang about as his tail stretched, before the edge of the handle rested gently upon the ground. Idle threats were really nothing to worry about, well that was until the person dealing them decided to carry them out.
But the Reaper had already stated that the threats would not bother him, nor would actually carring them out. "Collecting the souls of the dead can wait, I'm in no mood to finalize people's deaths and you seem to be much more intriguing then I first thought." Raziel Lunar eyes narrowed to slits, the smoke seeping out from the force of the movement. Adjusting his stance into one more prepared for conflict, the tips of the wraith's claws settled down into the soil and the disbelief sizzled into impatience. He had offered a perfectly reasonable solution, one that simply stated they part ways and never intersect again. Why was it so difficult to make other kitsu leave him alone?
But the scythe was interesting. He'd never faced an opponent wielding such a weapon before, so if nothing else it could have been considered semi-useful exercise. Maybe he would remove it from the corpse when he was done and see if it could be utilized long enough to dumbfound Kain next they met.
Mention of souls caught and held him, something dark flashing over his features as he reevaluated the individual before him, tails coiling. Had he been coerced into a contract with the Elder as well? It seemed unlikely, but not impossible considering how desperate and forceful the commands had been. "I would not embrace destruction so quickly," He warned, taking a step forward, low to the ground with wings and cowl whispering in the nightly breezes. "It is a high price to pay for mere inquisitiveness." Grim Reaper A crooked smile, or smirk rather soon appeared on the skeleton's maw. His tail coiled around his scythe slowly moving along it like a snake on a tree branch. His ears perked, the juicy maggots wriggling their way about the holes in the furry, dead, grey, decaying surface. Quick to embrace destruction was he? He shruged lightly to himself, perhaps he was though the thought didn't seem to phase him.
It wasn't often that the Reaper met someone like Raziel, infact most others that he had meet were simple mortals, going about their business. They were either afraid of him or interested in the fact that he was a walking skeleton, and when he wore his blue robe...Well that was a whole other story. Either way, he was rather refreshing to meet one such as the male before him, who seemed so drastically trying to be left to himself.
Grim would have smiled at this point, but there was some things that he should never do, or only on very rare occasion. Smiling being one of them. And so the smirk vanished, as he simply stood there, a rather blank and deep look on his features. "Perhaps." he uttered, his voice seeming almost soft and calm for a breif moment in time. "However, I can always pull myself back together, should things come to that." Raziel One foot over the other as Raziel shifted position, still very much a vampire on the prowl despite his incomplete transformation. The hardened muscles along his legs jumped but remained where they were, restrained while he considered the opponent. The battle with Kain had been messy, thoughtless, unimpeded hatred; this time he could concentrate without wrath circling around to dispose of him before he completed his mission.
Even less capable of smiling, the wraith settled for scrunching his eyes in an unsettling gesture, the reaction beneath the cowl a sick parody of humorless amusement. He had been released of all accountability. "As you say," His voice was nearly a purr, the anticipation of conflict falling light as snow as he stepped closer, swift footed and rapt on bringing about a quick ending. "And it will come to that, I can assure you at least that much."
He shot forward, churning dry earth with roughly hewn claws and lean agility, feeling the souls he had yet to turn over pulsing inside his very marrow. Grim Reaper The Reaper simply sat there as the other dashed their claws shimmering. It was hard to tell if the skeleton was frightened or not, as his eyes seemed to show no emotion...Though if one could actually ever read any form of emotion in the glowing eyes was uncertain. Needless to say however, chnaces were more likley that the creature was far from scared, and more amused then anything else. Here it was the perfect excuse for getting out of work. For leving his job for another time. Leaving the ever so boring task of collecting souls of old people and cuddly bunnies.
All he had to do was sit still. It wouldn't hurt, or rather chances were it wouldn't. Not him. He'd simply fall to peices and lay there for a while, until morning came, when his job was less stresful. Then he'd pull himself back together. His decaying ears rotated forward, with a rather disgusting crick. Eyes narrowed. Now to see what this one, what Raziel was capable of. ... Pages 4069 - 4228 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 11:18 pm
{ S N O W . A N D . N I G H T M A R E S } Pullus & Niveus Black and pink wings flapped gently as a pale grey coloured male flew slowly abover ground, below him trotted a sandy coloured angelic, blakc and blue wings folded neatly upon his back. Niveus curled his tails, his eyes glancing down towards his brother who as usual seemed to be laughing to himself. It was common that the two remained silent, at least until Pullus wished to speak, though majority of the time he would be speaking to himself. Niveus sighed, his long pink bangs flopping down infront of his face. He hated silence.
Snow crunshed beneath the sandy male's paws, his glowing pink halo casting a strange shadow upom the frozen white ground. A large grin found its way to the male's maw, curling from ear to ear. He let out a rather light snicker before his blue and pink eyes shifted up towards his brother. "Tristis, 'y shouldn' be s' glum." he chuckled, flicking his tails back nad forth slowly behind him. Ronan Laying against the snow, Ronan had remained quiet to enjoy the peace of the white environment. Snow had already piled onto his fur, leaving only small patches of red and blue visible. It didn't bother him though, as the cool touch soothed his wounds. And thanks to Ginny and her family, he was given some special treatment for the cuts. Letting his mind drift, He glanced up at the grey sky. Just letting time pass. Pullus & Niveus Niveus' ears rotated back, as he gave another flap of his large pink wings. The male shook his head before opening his mouth, his brother just didn't understand, dispite his best efforts to try. "Atrox, I 'm no' glum. Ye' jus' 'appen t' b' a tad mor' 'eery the'n me." With another flap of his wings, he landed next to his brother, and had any been watching they would have certainly noticed the extreame resemblance between the two. Gently the snowy grey male folded up his wings, his ears drooping. Niveus was almost always silent and always tended to shy away from others, he had quite amany fears and hated being a bother to anyone. Perhaps that was why he was just about always found with his brother. The bolder of the two.
Pullus let out a booming laugh, as he threw his head back for more effect. Oh how Niveus could be so silly. As far as he was aware he was far from cheery. Infact insane would have been a better word to describe him by. It was then that a strange sight caught his eye. "'ey you see th' Tristis?" he questioned, canting his head to the side, as he motioned towards little spots of blue and red in the snow. They stuck out against the bright white ground, and it certainly was an odd sight indeed. The grin upon the sandy male's maw grew. This seemed interesting. Ronan White eyes watched as little snow flurries fell on his nose. With a simple huff they swooshed away, floating in an unknown dance. Even so, he couldn't take his mind off what happened moments earlier. At least now he had some ideas to chew on about the matter. His eyes had almost drifted shut when he heard a booming laugh cut the crispy air. Staying still and silent, Ronan peered at the nearby kitsus through the corner of his eyes. Pullus & Niveus The snowy grey male turned his attention from the ground to the pataches of colour that lay about the white ground. Well that was quite odd, but a simple explination would probably follow. He turned his gaze towards his brother who seemed to grining rather maniacly, then back to the patches of colour. Well that was one good thing about having a brother like Pullus, when you were afraid of getting in people's way you never had to worry about being the one to have to check things out.
No sooner then that thought had reached Niveus' mind, Pullus had bounded off towards the patches, soon stoping before them. If his grin could have grown ever wider it certainly would have. "'ello. . ." he spoke, the word rather drawn out. He lifted a furry paw from the chilling ground, soon proding at a red and blue patch. It was quite clear as to what it was, but what better to do then poke. Ronan Black tipped ears poked out of the snow mound at the poking. Ronan lifted his head and faced the angelic with a raised brow. "Could you please not poke me right now?" He hefted his body up with a wince, not bothering to shake the snow off his fur. "And you would be?" Pullus & Niveus Pullus spent no time in getting to the point, the same thought that was always running though his head. Just about the same thing he asked everyone he ever came into contact with. He placed down his paw back asgainst he cold white ground. "Do you like nightmares?" he chuckled, his ears perked up, as he streached his wings before refolding them upon his back. Nightmares, ah how he loved them. Nightmares were like dreams to him, and they always seemd to be running about his mind. But making others have nightmares, now that was a sport. That was such a wonderful feeling, almost better then having the nightmares run abount in his brain.
Niveus slowly padded up behind his brother, poking his head around the side of him to get a glimpse at the brightly coloured Kitsu, that the patches had turned out to be. His drooped ears slowly perked up before flopping back down again. "This is m' brother Pullus. I 'm Niveus." the snowy one spoke, his voice almost silent. Ronan Ronan tilted his head at the random question. "I'm indifferent to the different species." Were they here just to bother him with pestering questions? He sat back on his haunches, waiting for whatever else they may strangely ask. At least the pink haired, Niveus, had introduced themselves. Pullus & Niveus Pullus arched a brow. Oh yes that was right, those large spiney Kitsu were also known as nightmares. The look upon his face seemed to grow psychotic, as his brows lowered, his grin curling. "'ye seem t' b' mis'nderstan'in me." he laughed, flicking his tails back and forth. His hidden white claws tapped gently against the snow, as he canted his head to the side, his blue bangs rolling over to one side of his face.
Niveus frowned, or rather his frown deepened as he looked to his brother. He knew where this was going. "I'm a'raid he me'ns nightm'res like dre'ms 'nd nightm'res." he nodded slowly as he looked to Ronan.
"Tristis, come now." Pullus spoke, as he turned to his brother a somewhat spoiled look on his face. Niveus was always trying to get him to behave, trying to make sure he didn't bring chaos onto others. Ronan Ronan gave Pullus a quizzical look, until he clarified his original question. "Oh, those nightmares." He paused and glanced away, "Sorry, I've never experienced any." Those were dreams that were bad, right? Why would anyone like them. And why would angelics ask such a thing? Pullus & Niveus Pullus turned back to Ronan, a beastly look upon his face. The male snickered, taking a step forward, "Yes, tho'se night'ares." He paused, flicking a single tail behind him. "Wo'ld y' like t'?" he smirked, soon letting out a booming laugh, paying no attention to the rather unplesant look he was getting from his brother.
Niveus scowled as he lifted a white paw and proded at his brother's side. What was he thinking? Sure he was always like this around others, but asking such a thing! He wouldn't need to say anything for his brother to understand what he ment.
Pullus glared, a frown forming on his maw. "Tristis..." he spoke rather dryly. If he wanted to create a nightmare, then he would...Maybe. Ronan Ronan leaned away slightly at the Pullus' comment. "No thank you, I'm quite content without them." He peered over at Niveus, who seemed to know something he didn't. He smirked back at Pullus. "You are some angelic though, I'll give you that. Taking so much interest on distraught dreaming." Pullus & Niveus "Angelic?" the male questioned, arching a brow, cefore curling his tails around his hind legs. A pause. Ah yes. "Yea' yeah." he spoke dryly. That was what the halo floating above his head entitled, though he'd never get used to that word. He wasn't very angelic like after all. Niveus, maybe, but not him.
"Ye'll 'ave t' excu's 'im." came Niveus' rather nervous voice. He slowly took a step forward eyes narrowing at Pullus, as his ears flicked. He wouldn't dare try and force a dream onto the one before them. He couldn't...
"Y'sure?" Pullus grined, not wanting to let the nightmare subject go. Ronan Ronan rolled his eyes at the two. He guessed them to be brothers by their similiar pelts. But the two were like day and night. He blinked when Pullus asked him again. "No," he replied flatly. "So, where are you two from?" Trying to change the subject. Pullus & Niveus The two seemed to cant their heads to the side in unison. Where they were from? "'ere an' the'r." came Pullus' swift reply. Now why was this one denying having a nightmare. Why did everyone always deny such an offer, not that anyone ever really found out that he could bring about nightmares until he had actually demonstrated it. No one ever seemed to like nightmares, and Pullus just couldn't understand why. Nightmares brought him such joy.
Niveus mearly nodded as Pullus spoke of where they were from. That was a...Decent answer. Ok, perhaps it wasn't, but he wasn't going to argue. "Whe'r 're ye fr'm..." Niveus paused as he realized that they didn't know the other's name. He had been so concerned about Pullus bringing about a nightmare that he must have never noticed that fact. Ronan "Oh yeah." Ronan had completely forgot his own introduction. "I guess you can say I'm from here and there as well." Though for now he was quite content in the realm. And after his recent encounter, he might be here longer then expected. Pullus & Niveus Pullus opened his mouth, only to get a mouthfull of his brother's long fluffy tails. It was clear that his twin was aware of what he was going to say, or at least he had a basic idea. Niveus though the younger of the two was far more level headed, and was normally the one that would try and keep the two out of trouble. However even if Pullus got into trouble he would often be able to get himself out of it, as he often did.
Lowering his tails the snowy male seemed to get a rather harsh look from his brother causing him to cringe slightly. He hated that look. That look like he had betrayed his brother in some way. He got it often.
Pullus pushed his head closer to Ronan's a large toothy grin plastered upon his face. He snickered lightly, spreading out his wings, pushing Niveus back every so slightly. The snowy male landed upon his rump, as a rather distressed look took over his features. "Atrox..!" he whined, the look in his eyes appearing as if he were a young kit about to cry.
"Oh come now. On' lit'e ni'tmare won' 'urt anyon'. R'ght 'brighty." his voice was almost like a hiss, as he flicked his tails over Ronan. My, Pullus had a one tracked mind. Ronan Ronan stood and shook off the snow. "You don't give up do you?" He came face to face with the persistant angelic. "I..don't..want..any..nightmares." How many times must he say it? He paced next to the other, more level-headed brother. "I feel sorry for you. Does he always act this way?" Pullus & Niveus Niveus tensed, as Ronan padded over to him. He wasn't used to being near anyone, excluding his brother. Though it had always been due to his own decission to stay out of everyone's way. Being anywhere close enough to someone that was within paw's reach...Well it was almost stressful for the male, dispite the fact that he himself had caused sure a fear if one could call it so. "Y-yes." he spoke with a nod, slowly scooting a little farther away from the brightly coloured male. "'s jus' th' way 'e is." though saying something like that didn't quite explain much.
And it certainly did not help explain as to what Pullus did next. The sandy male rolled over onto his back, laughing quite profusely. Perhaps he was having some kind of break down, or something of the sort it was rather hard to tell. Ronan Ronan laid back in the snow to relax his sore body. So one brother was shy and the other was...crazy. What a perfect pair. And the burst of sudden laughter from Pullus only confirmed his thoughts. How on earth did they manage to become adults with such peculiar behavior? Pullus & Niveus The laughing continued, for quite some time before finally subsiding. His blue and pink eye soon fixed themselves upon Ronan, as the sandy male slowly rolled over onto his stomach, gently pushing himself up to his feet. "Y'er qui'e fun'y." he snickered, slowly making his way over to the two.
Niveus canted his head to the side, ears perking up as he blinked his deul coloured eyes. Funny? Had Ronan said or done something funny and he just missed it? The younger twin wasn't entirly sure. What was Pullus talking about? Then again Pullus had always been the one with the sense of humor, or at least it seemed that way with the amount of laughing he did. Ronan Ronan just rolled his eyes. Pullus was easily amused, ne? And by the looks of things, Niveus seemed confused as to what was amusing as well. At least he wasn't alone. "Sure. So where were you two heading beforehand?" Pullus & Niveus Pullus wrinkled his nose, ears fliping back as he pondered the question. Niveus would not be able to answer that, as the younger twin had been the one following. The older twin sat upon his haunches, his fur ruffling in a small gust of wind. "'ere and the'r. No'ere in pir'cular, 'ut defi'tly som'ere." not quite the most understandable answer, not just from the fact that the male's accent grew rather thick for a moment, but of what he actually said.
Had that been where they were going? Nowere yet somewhere? Niveus lowered his ears, as he gently flicked the tips of his tails back and forth. Oh, but what had his brother really been planing? It certainly had just started as a 'follow me I'm going for a walk' type scenario, but certainly there would have been a deeper meaning as to why Pullus had wanted to go out. There was always a meaning behind it. Niveus just hoped that Pullus wasn't mad at him due to what had happened earlier that day. Even if Pullus was not showing that he was upset, it was still a possibility, he was always overprotectived of Niveus, and would never show any anger towards him, even if he was upset. No he'd probably just and take it out on someone else. That was how he worked.
But he hadn't forced a nightmare upon the colourful male, nor had he pounced him in attempts to releave himself of anger...So that couldn't be it, right? Pullus was always a hard one to read.
It must have been the continuous laughing. Ronan Ronan just watched the two, and shook his head. It would probably take him a loong time to figure those two out. With the snow covering him back up, he gave a yawn. "Alright fella's. Time for me to take my nap." And hopefully a speedy recovering. Was nice meeting you two, if not strange." ... Pages 4231 - 4243 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 11:33 pm
{ O N . M Y . N E R V E S } Pullus & Niveus A rather pale grey male lay sleeping outside in the snow, his tails gnetly flicking back and forth, his large black and pink wings folded tightly against his body. A very picular blue shadow hovered amonst the snow that had build up around the angelic's body, being cast by the bright glowing halo that floated above the male's head.
Pullus slowly paced about the snow, flicking the frozen flakes from his paws each time he raised them. A rather unplesant look had formed upon his face, and now seemed to to be frozen in place. With a shake of his head he padded over to his sleeping brother, lowering his head to Niveus' ear. "Ooooohh, Tristis." he called, a grin slowly forming upon his maw. "How about a nightmare? Just a little nightmare." he snicked, his ears flipping back against his skull. He hated the fact that he had always needed permission to give his brother a nightmare, as his brother needed permission to give him a dream. He never had to get permission to give anyone else a nightmare...Though perhaps it was his brother's power working against his that caused that fact.
The sandy coloured male sighed as he got no reply from Niveus. Well, he'd have to wait for someone else to come along before he could throw around a nightmare or two. Peaetree The brown angelic lept and bound through the snow, creme colored wings flapping every now and again, on the odd leap. She was laughing and giggling to herself. Intense teal eyes spotted the two in the snow, she skidded to a stop, cocking her head to the side as she regaured the two. Cautiously she stepped towards them, clearing her throat to gather their attention. She didnt want to barge in upon them after all. "Hello?" She asked cautiously, her voice melodic and graceful. Elysia Off a ways from the gathering of angelics, was the teenage nightmare femme. Her tongue flicked, darting in and out, testing the air. She let out an irritated hiss. She would have glared at the snow, could she have done so. Instead she heavily stamped a bloodied paw into the white, a few seconds later the snow around her paws and body melted, leaving her standing in the only patch of grass around. Pullus & Niveus Sand coloured ears perked up as a voice rang out. Well he certainly didn't have to wait long. Slowly Pullus turned his head, his spotted ears sticking strait up, bangs rolling over to one side of his face. "Why 'ello 'ere." the male spoke the grin upon his face growing larger. Gently he sat down (much to his brother's dismay) upon Niveus' back.
"Atrox..." came a sudden whine, as the snow coloured male opened his duel coloured eyes. Niveus lifted his head from the ground, pink and black bangs rolling infront of his eyes. Slowly he opened his wings, pushing the elder of the twins off and into the snow. Swiftly the once sleeping male stood, giving his pelt a shake, bits of snow flying from his body. Turning about, he took notice of the angelic female. "O'.....'ello..." Peaetree The female giggled at the two, she'd never seen twins before, at least she assumed they were twins, they had similar markings, just different colors. "Hello" she answered, before having to ask "Are you twins?" she asked, her feline curiosity getting the better of her manners. Pullus & Niveus Pullus huffed as he was knocked from his perch of sorts, and into the snow. Quickly he stood, flicking the snow from his paws, with a rather disgusted look. He wasn't entirly fond of snow. The grin soon returned however, as he slowly made his way over to the female, circling around her. "Wh't 'n asum'ion." he snicked, as his eyes narrowed. Who was she to ask such a question.
The younger of the twins gave a nod, as he stood unmoving. He wouldn't move closer. No, not yet. He'd just get in the way if he did anyways, so he'd just keep back for the time being. "'e are." he uttered as he continued to nod, soon curling his tails around his hind legs. Peaetree Her dark tipped ears flicked, she shifted her weight from her left side to her right, she felt uneasy. She nodded slowly, her teal eyes following the one circling her. "I....i thought so" She said softly. Finally, her manners caught up with her as she shook her head from her repreave. "Forgive me, my name is Peatree" She said with a soft smile, bowing her head in greeting to the two males.
After her first fumble, she dared not ask their names. These two were...unique. She lived with someone who she figured would get along famously with them; Elysia. The teen nightmare would probly fit right in with them. Just goes to show, not all angelics are alike. Pullus & Niveus A rather sudden laugh escaped the sandy male's throat, as he paused in his steps. Her voice, she certainly did not seem to be comfortable with the current atmosphere. That most likely was entirly his fault. Things like this rarly had anything to do with his brother. He stood there, his ears flipping from up to down every few seconds, tails swaying manically behind him.
"Niveus." the other male spoke as he attempted a smile. Lifting a lightly coloured paw he pointed to the sandy coloured angelic. "Pullus."
"Tell 'e..Pe't'ee, is it? H'd an' nig'mares 'efore?" Peaetree Peatree tilted her head softly, her eyes still following Pullus. Curiously. The question intruiged her, what would cause such a question. She supposed it was fair enough though, her initial question wasnt the politest. Her eyes shifted, passing both brothers, and falling upon the distant snow. She nodded idly "Yes" She said simply.
Her eyes returned towards Pullus, with a new strength "I've yet to meet anyone who hasnt had at least one nightmare in their lives." She tilted her head again "Have you had nightmares before?" she asked with a quirked brow Pullus & Niveus Oh bother. There he went again with his nightmares. Niveus sighed, his ears drooping as he shook his head. When would his brother learn? He couldn't always talk about them...Sooner or later he'd have to come to terms with the fact that he'd eventually have to speak about something else. And that he wouldn't be able to cause nightmares in every single person he met. After all his power didn't always work.
Ah ha! So this female had experienced a nightmare before. A much better turn out then his last encounter. Gently he made his way though the snow, so that he would be close enough to push his face up against Peatree's. "My de'r girl!" he cried, flipping his tails around his back. "I am th' mak'r o' nightmares!" his grin curled, causing his apperance to seem rather...Psychotic. "I ca'se 'em. All 'I 'ave is nigh'mares." Pullus snickered. Peaetree Peatree raised an eyebrow, her eyes filled with curiosity. He...created nightmares? "You...create nightmares?" She repeated softly, it was both a question, and a statement. It was just something so hard to believe. "Dont...you get tired of all the nightmares?" she asked, suddenly curious.
She looked at Niveus, as if seeking confirmation from him that his brother was indeed telling the truth. She'd just never met anyone with such power over everyone. Nightmares could be very overwhelming. Pullus & Niveus Pullus opened his black and blue wings, streaching them out before returning them to their folded state. The male arched a brow as Peatree asked if he ever got tired of the nightmares. What a question. Oh course he didn't. The grin seemed to crack, right before he let out a booming laugh. It was just too funny! Tired of nightmares. Man, this female needed to learn that no one ever got tired of nightmares. Or at least in Pullus' mind no one did. "N'w why would I g't tir'd o' nightm'res?" he questioned her in return.
Slowly Nievus made his way closer to the two. If Pullus tried anything, he wanted to be there to at least try and stop him. Peaetree She blinked at his sudden burst of laughter, wasnt exactly what she expected. Giving a shrug of her shoulders she shook her fur lightly, dispersing the light layer of snow that had collected on her. "I just dont see why one would want to have nightmares night after night. To wake up with that feeling, that anxiety. I only thought the Nightmaren would want that...." she shrugged again, and looked down at the snow. Raising her head as Nievus approached, she wondered if he got nightmares as well, but she didnt exactly want to be laughed at again. Her ears drooped slightly, as her thoughts traveled down a dark alley. She just couldnt understand Pullus & Niveus The male canted his head to the side as he looked to Peatree. Lifting a paw he poked her, "'ave you fall'n on ye'r 'ead recently?" he questioned, before fliping one of his tails into his face, to push some of his hair out of the way. "You'd 'ave t' be cra'y t' not love night'ares." Pullus nodded swiftly. "'Sides it's the anxi'ty tha' makes it 'ven more won'ful."
"I wouln't argue with 'im on th' matter. Y' can't change 'is mind." Nievus added in, as he ploped down on his haunches.
"Tristis?"
"Huh?"
"Tha' nightma'en 'e have nightm'res 'r dreams?"
"'m not sur'"
"Drat...Thou' I'm not sur' wha' my point would 'ave been wit' that fact." Peaetree Peatree pulled her head back from the poking, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. She looked over at Nievus, and nodded in understanding. Elly was like that, impossible to change her mind about anything once the nightmare femme got one idea in her head. "According to the nightmaren i live with, they have nightmares like the rest of us" she watched Pullus, she found him most...curious. Pullus & Niveus Pullus lifted a paw, opening his mouth to make a statement, but soon closed it finding that he really didn't know what to say. Infact, some little bit of information couldn't help him make his point in anyway. Pullus had never been the bright one, no that was Niveus. Pullus was much better with scheming and causing mayhem. Yes, only then did he truly use his brain and think. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he was far beyond lazy when it came to thinking or learning about anything that wasn't about causing nightmares and chaos.
The snowy male curled his tails around his body, his ears perking up slightly. At least Pullus hadn't tried anything thing. Maybe today would be different. Maybe he wouldn't try anything. Perhaps he'd be calm for once and just talk.
"Right." the sandy male uttered, opening his wings and flying up slightly off the ground. Slowly he turned, so that he was floating upside down, his bangs hanging down almost like little fuzzy antenna. The male chuckled, "What say we 'ring for a nigh'mare righ' now?"
The expression on Niveus' face went blank. Ok so he had been wrong about these things before.. Peaetree How does one respond to that? She didnt understand why anyone would willingly want a nightmare. Most didnt like the dark dreams. Except for Pullus, he obviously had a thing for the darker tainted dreams. "Willingly induce a nightmare?" she asked with a curious tilt of her head.
She moved her face close to his, as she smirked "The only way i'd do that, was if i was gauranteed never to have another nightmare again" she chuckled. She didnt think she had him, not by any means. She just doubted he'd take her up on the offer. He seemed to enjoy nightmare far too much. Pullus & Niveus Pullus gasped, a rather shocked look in his eyes as the female said that she'd only agree to it if she wouldn't have another again. Clearly she had hit her head on something. She had to have, as there was simply no way that she'd actually want to never have a nightmare ever again. Even so, he wouldn't be able to help her with something like that. He could only cause nightmares, not get rid of them. Niveus maybe could do something like that, being able to create dreams and all, but he wasn't going to mention something like that. No way.
Quickly he rolled over, landing on the ground with a THUMP. As soon as his feet touched the ice cold snow he pushed his nose against hers. "Cle'rly ye've 'it your 'ead on som'thing...Or may'e ye've go't 't feaver!" With that said he lifed a paw, placing it on her forehead. There didn't seem to be an high temperature.
"Atrox . . ." Peaetree The femme tsked him and brushed his temperature testing paw away "I havent hit my head on anything" She said matter of factly. "Not everyone enjoys nightmares, some even hate them" She said with a look of mock horror. If he said she'd been hit upside the head one more time, she was going to hit him upside the head.
She looked at Niveus curiously for a moment, Atrox? She thought his name was Niveus. She shook her head, clearing it Pullus & Niveus The sandy male's left ear flicked as his eye twitched. Hate nightmares? This female was talking nonsense. She was certainly ill. She had to be. Maybe, perhaps even someone had brainwashed her or something of the sort. Crap. "Y've got t' be kid'in me." he spoke, his tone very questioning and curious. Hating nightmares was simply impossible. Impossible.
"Y'sure y' 'aven't 'it y'er 'ead?" his eyes widened. She probably just didn't remember it. Yeah.
Oh dear. Lifting a hind paw, Niveus scratched behind his ear, before getting to his feet. Pullus wasn't going to give this up was he? And certainly poor Peatree, well who knew how much more of it she could take. Pullus did tend to get on the annoying side of things every now and then. Peaetree Peatree just blinked at him. Was he serious? Did he just...oh dear. She pursed her lips before lifting a paw and lightly thwacked him upside the head "Can you hear yourself boy?" she asked unbelieving. She looked to Niveus "Is he serious?" She turned her teal eyes back to Pullus "Do you think everyone who doesnt like nightmares has had some sort of head trauma? Well i got news for ya hunny, there's alot of kits out there who would prefere not to have nightmares" she nodded "And accusing everyone of being hit in the head, well that just isnt gunna work babe" she said with genuine concern for his future health.
Amazingly after everything, she COULD still care about the other angelic, she was a tolerating kitsusagi, but Pullus, well, he was a true test of her limits. Pullus & Niveus Pullus blinked, attempted what had just happened. She...She smacked him! No one did that. No one ever hit him, well unless he was in a fight with someone, but that. That was competly different. He couldn't hit another angelic could he? And a female at that! Oh her calamitous ploys. And-and she used the word boy! Did he look like a kid or something. Oh the horror.
His brows furrowed, as the male scowled. This female. "There isn't anyon' 'o doe'nt like nigh'mares." his voice was low as he let out a growl to the other, ears pined back against his skull. Slowly he turned his gaze to his brother. "Ri' Tristis?"
Niveus shook his head, taking a few steps forward. "Act'lly 'm 'ot fond o' them m'self." He watched his brother gasp, as though he had just been betraied. "I dun' mind 'em Atrox, but I per'fer m'dreams."
"Y'er sidin' with your power?" Oh he was never hugging his little brother ever again. Never. He thought Niveus liked nightmares now. After all that he made him have. Yet he still prefered dreams. What betrayal. Peaetree Peatree looked from Pullus to Niveus, or Tristis and Atrox...oh hell, she looked from one to the other, not even bothering with the four names between two kitsusagi's. She didnt back down at his obvious dislike of being thwacked, and then called boy ontop of the first initial assult.
And then, something clicked. 'side with your powers' she looked curiously at Niveus for a moment "So....one can create nightmares, and the other can create dreams?" she mused...it made sense when she thought about it. Yes, one twin to deliver nightmares, the other to scatter dreams. Yin and Yang.
She nodded, in actuality, she didnt entirely mind nightmares, they were a part of life afteral "Nightmares, are misunderstood. Without nightmares, one wouldnt fully appreciate a dream. They need each other." She more said that to herself, not entirely realizing it was out loud. Pullus & Niveus Pullus arched a brow, as he looked back to Peatree. The grin slowly found its way back to its owner, curling from ear to ear. Swiftly he pointed to the female, beaming. "S' ye' agree tha' nightmares ar' better th'an dreams!" he nodded, rather proud of himself. It was clear. Yes it was. At least to him.
"I don't thin' that's wha' she ment Atrox." Niveus spoke, his ears drooping. His brother was so silly sometimes. Though it was good that he hadn't tried to hurt the female because of what she had said before. Hopefully his mood wouldn't swing around again. Peaetree The angelic female blinked, and put serious thought into whacking him again. But just as quickly, she put serious thought into talking herself out of hitting him. She chuckled and shook her head "They....i didnt....what i ment was....Sure lets go with that" she said chuckling again, and just shaking her head at Niveus, a smile found its way onto her maw as well. Pullus & Niveus The sandy male chuckled, the facts were simple. He won. And really, there was nothing better then that. Nightmares where once again at the top, dreams coming in a sad sad second. The look upon his face was rather triumphant, there was no opposing nightmares. He'd make sure of that. "Yeah I thou't so."
Nivues shook his head, as he lifted a paw, to rub his maw. Well, Peatree was certainly nice. It wasn't just anyone who'd let his big brother claim 'victory' like that. ... Pages 4280 - 4282 ...
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 12:24 am
{ S I N G . S O N G } Pullus The male yawned, streaching his large deep blue-black wings. His normal grin was plastered all over his features, as he trotted leasurly though the snow, tails swaying slowly behind him. Where was his twin at this exact time? Pullus had decided to head out on his own, as his brother slept back home. That brother, hmph! Always sleeping, and never letting him give him nightmares to comfort his little dream land.
Wrinkling his black nose the sandy male sneezed, pausing in his tracks, to plop down on his haunches and rub his nose. Stupid snow. Stupid cold! He'd be flying right now if the darn wind wasn't so chilly way up high. Pushing himself back up, he grunted his grin growing smaller. He hated winter, but then again he hated all seasons so it didn't quite matter.
Lifting his head up a booming laugh erupted from the male's throat. "Wha' am I d'ing outside the'n?" he asked himself as he bounded though the snow. He'd go to that HQ place...That was if he could find it. As Pullus continued to bound though the snow, he began to sing a little song. A rather odd song about nightmares and ripping out organs. And to think, this was him being plesant. Zeshiro Zeshiro could only grin as he found himself wandering about in the freezing cold. At first he hadn't felt it, especially while he was wrestling with his older room mate in the snow. But Tarak had eventually called it quits, complaining that it was way too cold for an old kitsu like him to be out. Old...Psssh! The other kitsu got the best of him 9 times out of 10, so to call himself old was an insult to both of them. So, like the persistant young'in he was, he traveled out from his home in search of the HQ, and possibly some entertainment, despite the freezing cold and deep snow. It was only after the cold snow water had drenched his now glimmering pelt did he begin to think that just maybe the 'old fool' was right.
At second glance it was almost painfully obvious how forced the smirk on his face was. He had somehow forced himself to stop shivering, and attempt to hold himself proudly even in his state, but his tails had soaked up so much water it was nearly impossible to keep them held aloft so they left a trio of drag marks in the snow behind him to accompany his foot steps. Infact, his eyes seemed to be glossed over almost as if he was lost in thought. Perhaps if he ignored his surroundings it wouldn't seem so cold?
That thought was severed when an unknown scent caught his attention. It was quite cold so the new scent cause him to jerk slightly, his ears perked up as he continued forward and alert after hearing a rather strange sound. It didn't smell like a normal kitsu...perhaps he'd get some entertainment after all? Better late then never. Pullus "Nightmatresssss..Take meee tooooooo..." the male continued to sing, his ears flapping up and down as he pushed his way though the chilling snow. His blue faded tails gently swept atop the snow, pushing the light power left and right. Oh he'd find that HQ, he'd find it!
Opening his mouth for the next verse of his song, he was suddenly lost for words. Stopping in mid bound, and soon crashing down into the could floor below. The grin completly vanished from his maw, as he pushed himself up, his legs wobbling. Ugh! He was covered in the disgusting snow now, how fowl. Ears dropping, he gave his pelt a shake, snow flying this way and that. "Su'id." he grumbled, as he opened his wings, pushing himself from the ground and into the air. Not too high up of course, the wind was way to cold up there.
His large wings flapped gently as he hovered just above the snow, little bits of the white power dropping from his furry paws. Turning about, his eyes narrowed. "Eheheheh som'on's 'ere." he chuckled. Zeshiro The grey kitsu's ears perked up once more at the new sound. Pausing for a moment he tilted his head in order to listen more closely. It took everything the kitsu had not to shiver, whether it was from the weather of what he heard, even he didn't know.
It was like one of those horror stories where some lost traveler hears something off in the distance. Only this 'something' happen to be a very faint voice, singing something inaudible to his ears. He slowly began to walk forward again, momentarilly forgeting about his frigid state, constantly glancing over his shoulder as is some strange spectre of a creepy little dead girl was gonna come out of nowhere and grab him. Oh, he'd seen the movies his owner had watched, and it never did bode well for the lost traveller.
"Just keep walking..." He spoke, and began repeating it to himself like a mantra. The entire time he kept glancing off in random directions. "Just get to the HQ and..." Another sound echoed faintly in his ears before he swallowed nervously. "Probably stay there for the night..."
Zes was by no means a coward. He was just like everyone else, afraid of what he didn't know. If only he'd connect the scent he smelled earlier with the current noise and perhaps he wouldn't be in his current state. He didn't care. He just kept walking in the direction he hoped the HQ was. ... Pages 4322 - 4323 ...
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