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 Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:59 pm
  "He who puts forth effort will find themselves triumphant; Conquering all."
████████████████████████████████████ It was a bit strange for him to walk into a room chuck full of other beings of the night. Seemed like the place had the whole nine yards. Vampires. Werewolves. Dreadnoughts. There were many different races which his golden eyes picked up on as he walked into the CAZ. One, three-fingered, hand reached up and ran itself through the bluish-black curls which rested atop his head as the other fixed his coat. He was dressed with decent fashion. As any other warrior about a weapon of choice was clear: a saber. It dangled at his hip within its hold whilst a blue tail licked the air as it waved to a fro. The blue man just sat and waited to be recognized. ████████████████████████████████████ Energy Pool[350/350]
Rank[Trainee]
Strength&Speed[8/8]
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 2:41 am
Leech? Alright, he was totally done here. No need to stick around and get bossed over by this guy; he was obviously the top dog here -- quite literally -- and whatever Azrael said, it'd be for naught. So he'd just go. "Okay, later. Try not to bite your tongue off with all your self-entitled rambling. Your little vampire bitchboy over here," he motioned to Apollo, "Will need that tongue for when he's in heat." With that, he threw a peace sign, and Elizabeth followed him out of the CAZ.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 8:23 am
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Apollo sneered at that comment as he was motioned to by the lesser Vampire, yes, he said lesser because Azrael was beneath him, further beneath when it came to Velox. He thought he was a higher power, but Apollo was wrong, he was a just a--, "--c**k juggling thunder c**t!" Exactly! He was supposed to respect his fellow kin, but hell naw son and that b***h he got followin' is lookin' mighty ratchet. Apollo clicked his tongue is distaste and moved a bit away from Velox.
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 10:07 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 6:57 pm
 Melody Latvi
Class: Gunslinger | Bloodline: Kiranu | Rank: Novice | Nation: Nocturne | Bullets: 167 | Energy: 550/500
Speed: 9 | Strength: 5
"I'll show everyone I'm more then just a stray!"
Melody finally made her way towards the CAZ after being distracted for a while with things on the way. But once she was in she looked around at the people there already. "Wow, there are quiet a few people this time around." It was probably a normal things since this was a training ground but she just shrugged it off. Srin looked like he was busy at the moment so she wouldn't bother him while he was talking. She had already kept him to herself long enough so he probably had work to do not that he was back out. With a small sigh she stretched her limbs a bit, feeling a little sore and stiff from yesterdays traing and other things.
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 2:28 pm
 xxxxQaar D. Ackerman xxxFeral • Biochemist • Nocturne
xxxxxTrainee • 6 Strength • 5 Speed
xxxxxxx525 Energy Pool
xxx"Please, call me Qaardiack!"
Clearing up issues for the nation didn't interest Qaar in the slightest, but primal urges are what drove him to say this. "If the mission is just to stop complaints... Then I know just what to do. I'll be leaving immediately." Qaar turned around and rushed off. His hunger grew and there was only one way to stop it.
[Exit to Gettera]
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 2:34 pm
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ｎ ａ ｉ
While Qaar went off eagerly, the 20 year old gunslinger remained standing in her spot. She wanted to obey the order, but Sloth couldn't be bothered. The female body turned around so that her back faced the worktable and then leaned back on it. She clearly wasn't going to be moving for a while.Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 120 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black EyesX XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Mechanist ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ SlothX X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 10 ✖ energy: 1300/1300 ✖ ammo: 350/350
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 6:03 pm
  [Ｗｈｙ ｔｈａｎｋｓ, Ｉ ｄｏ ｗｏｒｋ ｏｕｔ]
Marcos Santiago, a name fairly well known in Luimira throughout the Red Light District. He was a being of true beauty, immaculately sculpted and bred. Marcos was perfectly tanned, had a wonderful head of hair. His eyes were a light brown so deep they looked like a pool of chocolate. He had a very Spanish look to him, accompanied by a very Spanish sounding accent. A faint smile was spread across his face and confidence oozed out of every pore. He knew people were watching him, and he did not particularly care for the onlookers. He had been here in Luimira for a few months now and he had not found a single person seriously worth his time. Marcos sighed dramatically and ran a hand through his hair, eliciting a few gasps. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he strutted out into the center of the training facility. Marcos pivoted slowly in a circle, eyes searching for anything, anyone of note. There was only a single hooded lady off by herself. Marcos was bummed at the lack of excitement, and decided to make some excitement of his own.
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 6:40 pm
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ｎ ａ ｉ
All Nai could see was the wall in her current position and it was ticking her off. She had initially chosen this particular side of the workbench because, while working on it, it would leave her back to the wall. Now that she had, under Sloth's influence, turned around so she could lean on the work bench, all she could see was the wall. Sloth could care less, so he didn't want to move. Nai, though, found it unsettling to have such little vision of her surroundings.
Her demeanor remained calm despite her inner discomfort, partly because of Sloth's influence but mostly because that was simply how Nai had grown up. Not a single muscle was tense with effort, either. As always with Sloth, it was an all or nothing situation and despite Nai's efforts, the Sin kept his host's body as relaxed as ever.Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 120 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black EyesX XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Mechanist ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ SlothX X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 10 ✖ energy: 1300/1300 ✖ ammo: 350/350
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 7:32 pm
[Ｗｈｙ ｔｈａｎｋｓ, Ｉ ｄｏ ｗｏｒｋ ｏｕｔ]
And then there was movement. Marcos rustled his wings, amping himself up. His tail flicked back and forth as he set his eyes on a target. Even if he did not plan to do any sort of training does not mean he has to sit quietly and alone. He crossed the distance to Nai and cleared his throat to get her attention. Marcos once had a bad experience with surprising women. They could be so feisty.
"Perdón senorita, but may I make a suggestion?"
Marcos said, closing the last few feet between them. Marcos' boots clicked against the floor as he walked. He placed one of his hands on the work bench near Nai and look straight at her.
"I am sure you have a pretty face, why do you not show it off to the world?"
He said, crossing his arms over his broad chest. At the moment he was shirtless though for a very good reason. Having wings made for a difficult time with clothing. Even pants were annoying, but those were deemed a social necessity. Marcos absolutely loathed having to punch a hole in a perfectly good pair of pants every time he went out shopping. His tail was currently wrapped around his waist as a belt, tucked safely into itself.
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 8:08 pm
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ｎ ａ ｉ
Finally, Nai could move. Even Sloth had to admit the need to move when someone was obviously behind his host. The woman, harshly efficient as always, did not waste this opportunity. She didn't give the shirtless stranger more than a second's glance, nothing more than a turn of her head so that she could see whoever was speaking to her in her peripherals as she slid off the worktable. His lack of clothing and bodily features made it all too easy to gather the most important information, more than enough for Nai with her current situation. He was clearly as incubus judging from his good looks, tail, and wings. His decision to approach someone so clearly antisocial as Nai further supported this categorization. His muscles hinted at a physical class. He had no weapons, so weapon master was clearly not it. There was a clear lack of space for any hidden weapons, as well, and he did not have the silent tread characteristic of most assassins. That left Berserker. Incubus Berserker, so if he tried to attack her, he would either seduce her or get as close to her as possible. Actually, he'd probably do them both together. That was all she wanted to know. She didn't have the time to train him so knowing his rank had low priority.
Sloth, however, did not agree at all with the body he was inhabiting going into a battle zone so soon after it had done a string of training. Nai got to reach the end of the worktable under her own will before she felt herself lose control over her muscles once more. She felt herself pivot on a foot to lean against the wall.
There was one thing both Sin and host agreed on, Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 120 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black EyesX XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ SlothX X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 10 ✖ energy: 1300/1300 ✖ ammo: 350/350
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 8:36 pm
[Ｗｈｙ ｔｈａｎｋｓ, Ｉ ｄｏ ｗｏｒｋ ｏｕｔ]
Marcos' smile ceased when Nai turned away from him. Was she seriously that stuck up. He clenched his jaw for a moment and shifted his weight around, looking straight into Nai's cold and dead eyes. He had made sure to wipe away his annoyed voice when Nai looked towards him once more. Marcos replaced it with a playful frown.
"I do not mean to offend, señorita."
Marcos started placing a hand on his hip while his other hand brushed loose locks of hair from his face.
"I only mean to make conversation. I am new to this land, and looking to make friends."
Marcos said, putting on a hopeful look. He was really talented at acting, a little trick he had picked up on throughout his travels. He usually needed it when trying to hit a mark. Most people would die to get in bed with an incubus, but those actually expecting to die were much harder to convince. Marcos had played the innocent young boy, the older mysterious man, and even a complete brute. He could play the harmless foreigner.
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 8:53 pm
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ｎ ａ ｉ
Even Nai knew that she was the worst person to make friends with, and she wasn't the most socially sensitive person either. She didn't have a clue that Marcos was acting, but she didn't really need it. His amiability wasn't getting to her one bit. She could guess that he was probably expecting her to fall head over heels for him any second, but she knew she would disappoint him. She had learned through the years that she was strangely immune to the seduction of incubi/succubi, and this type of small talk hardly interested her. She might not be as desolate of desires as Sloth, but she was very near that point.
On the matter of Sloth, he no longer had control over Nai's body. Once it was clear that the girl would no longer resist, he had no reason to exert any effort in controlling a human body. Nai no longer bothered to resist simply because she had no desire to fight a losing fight. Sloth refused her to leave without resting? Fine. She would rest. She wouldn't be idle, though. There was someone right in front of her. Maybe she could do something useful with that.
So Nai stared at Marcos. She was thinking, but her body exhibited not a single one of those tiny habits so many other people had while thinking: a title of the head, the chewing of the tongue, a certain hand position. No, she remained completely still like a statue. Not a single sign of wasted movement. She had gained several more interesting pieces of information, enough to almost complete the puzzle,
Quite predictably, the first thing for Nai to think of was training. The pink-haired girl was still bouncing around on the other side of the CAZ. She was obviously a succubus, so even though Nai knew nothing about her, that knew she was the best place to send the newbie standing in front of her. Therefore, she pointed him to her, "Pink hair can help you with your training."Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 120 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black EyesX XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ SlothX X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 10 ✖ energy: 1300/1300 ✖ ammo: 350/350
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 9:29 pm
[Ｗｈｙ ｔｈａｎｋｓ, Ｉ ｄｏ ｗｏｒｋ ｏｕｔ]
Marcos was momentarily and utterly creeped out. Nai was just...standing there. She was staring at him as if she expected him to do a backflip or take his pants off and start dancing for her. He actually would not mind doing that, as if would mean he could show off his gloriously sculpted buttocks. He had tried his best to accentuate it with the leather pants he wore, but it was never as good as the real thing.
He was used to being looked at, it happened wherever he went. People always stared and gawked at him like he was some otherworldly being. But not like this. Never like how Nai looked at him. It was like she was reading him. Marcos' wings lifted slightly and pushed outward, giving a light rustle. He raised an eyebrow and waited until Nai lifted a hand and pointed at some young succubus. Normally Marcos did not like going for the girls or boys who were too young for him, it was just weird. But as all succubi and incubi go, they were pretty hard to resist. The shift in his demeanor was almost instant. He was changing gears, entering sexy Marcos mode. Marcos shook his head to get that perfectly ruffled look and grabbed at the front of his pants. He untucked his tail and let it swish through the air.
"Thank you." *You damned ice queen.* "It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Normally Marcos would reach for the hand of the women and plant a light kiss on it but he felt that Nai would try to flay him and wear his skin if he did. Instead he waved his hand through the air and turned away. He set his destination to the pink haired girl and strutted over to her, letting his wings open up and tail sashay through the air.
"Excuse me chica, but the lady over there said you could help me with my training. I was wondering how physical you like to get. For me, the closer, the better."
Marcos said, totally referring to his brawler skills (not in the slightest). He was drinking in her features, enjoying the feeling of having another drop dead gorgeous being around. The people in the CAZ were looking at them both now, though Marcos did not mind sharing the spotlight.
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 10:04 pm
 NPC Bubbly Katarina turned around upon being addressed, her pink hair, pink dress, and heart-shaped tail flowing naturally with the twirl. Her eyes widened to drink in the sight of the incubus, as common a sight it was for her to see another of her kind in Nocturne. "You know," she blurted out her thoughts, "it's soooooo strange. There are so many of our kind here but we don't have any official Red Light district." The mindless act was a calculated occurence, she wanted to see how this new playmate would react to it, and while her voice maintained that annoying childish excitement, her actions spoke otherwise.
Katarina straightened up from the bent position she usually held to look shorter. It wasn't an ugly bent position, mind you. It was a cute bent position, normally achieved by something like tilting the head or balancing on the heels of her feet. Now that she was a good few inches taller, she didn't look so childish. Although, her clothes remained the same lolita style, but that was something that couldn't be helped. The succubus closed the gap between her and Marcos with ease, her head just high enough for her hair to tickle Marcos's chin. She, like her brethren, didn't seem to mind the attention. In fact, she planned to use the audience to her advantage. Her hands explored his chest before sliding in opposite directions. One went up to his arms and then back down to tightly grip his hand, each of her fingers sliding in between each of his. The other hands slid down to skim around the hips and tightly grip his buttocks. Her rather curvy form, normally hidden by her dress so she could create the illusion of innocence for unsuspecting trainees, pressed in on Marcos's body as the hands cleared from his chest. Katarina could feel through her body exactly what her hands had already told her, Marcos had very nice muscles even if they did lack proper form, Of course, it would go the other way as well, and Marcos would be able to feel Katarina's perfectly sculpted chest and waist. One of the perks of being a female was that mounds of soft fat did a very nice of hiding the muscles earned from years of training.
Furthermore, Katarina was a succubus, and she knew how to distract her target when it was needed. The more of an information gap there was, the funner it was after all. During this entire process, her eyes were looking up at Marco's face for his reactions but her head wasn't tilted up, resulting in a rather alluring sultry look. As a final for her initiating turn, Katarina pushed her hips into Marcos as she brought one leg, the leg on the same side as the hand holding his buttocks, in between Marcos's legs.
Then, finally, the words that actually mattered came. "I like it close as well. I'm excited to see how you'll react. So what's your name?". Katarina was totally referring to her berserker skills. She couldn't wait to torture Marcos with some training.(OOC: I feel so dirty writing this.... Katarina isn't even about to do anything dirty gonk ! Then again, she probably is thinking dirty thoughts because of what she is... Nooooooo crying .)
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