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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 1:53 pm
[goddamit, and I wanna play some more.. -pout- Oh well, Work beckons.
I'll see you guys in a bit, kae? -wavey- Wish me luck.. I want an easy day at the restaurant today..
Oh.. wait.. party of fourteen at eight. JESUS... ]
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 2:35 pm
Inarii ((Ah, alrighty, just wasn't too familiar with the dice. Nari prefers the ones at home.
And to your question, Reverse, Nunu is purposely attacking Alexander, but Atora is kind of caught up in it thanks to the wall of fire he probably doesn't know is only illusionary)) ((Thanks for answering. ^^ So, yeah, I'll withdraw him until the fight's done. Just think of him running around, cowering, so on.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 3:30 pm
"I have an idea..." The negoro chimed eagerly, his hands clapping together in forced glee. "Why don't we play hide and go seek, hm? You hide, and I'll seek."
Yes....hide and go seek was a very handy game, Alexander noticed, when one wanted to rid oneself of undesired cling-ons such as the fox balanced precariously on his head. All Alexander had to do was be a very poor seeker. He hoed the damnable beast hid himself somewhere that was really uncomfortable. Even if the child came out of hiding in protest, Alexander would be satisfied. If he came out, Alexander won the game and could conclude his playtime with the boy over and done with once the round ended. If the fox was a good little boy and stayed hidden, Alexander could send the rest of the day with his own prey care-free.
"You best hide, prat. I'm counting." the Ushioni delcared as he clapped a hand over his eyes where he was. "One...two...three..." he started, hoping against hope that the kitsune would oblidge and skitter off.
Alexander could only hope.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 3:51 pm
In a puff of violet flame, the tiny spirit vanished, nothing more than a gleeful giggle left in his wake. Of to secret himself somewhere until he grew bored or caught on. With only a slight scent of singed hair and a feeling of heat, the illusory flame left no more damage than had the earlier blazing pyres.
((Sorry for shortness, didn't care to go into much detail about him going to hide under a lake of fire or something))
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 4:58 pm
Well, that had been easier than he'd expected.
With a soft sigh of relaxation, Alexander leaned back on his gangly arms from his spot on the ground, not caring much if the shift in position dirtied his palms. Since when did someone as simle as he care about dirt, anyways? He finally looked over at his own prey with pleased smirk. It was hard to tell if hte smirk was something of a relief to see, or something to be dreadfully afraid of. Sometimes it was hard to decipher between the two, especially with Alexander.
The Negoro suddenly lifted a palm to pat the ground next to him as he observed the cowering Atora. How amusing that was, to see the man quivering so...
"Come here, you pansy. He's quite out of our hair, now." he coaxed, his voice a throaty purr that seemed surrisingly lucid and gentle. Whether it was just a trick to cajole the other man into getting within striking range was completely up to the interepertation of whomever Alexander was speaking to, though...
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 5:21 pm
Oh, Alexander wanted that didn't he? Atora stared at Alex blankly behind that blue, ghastly mask of his from the spot where he stood. Oh, like hell he was going to go over there! ..Oh, but low and behind his feet were THROWN into motion! however it wasn't in the direction Alexander wanted, not by a long shot.
Oh, but Atora only paused once to flip Alexander a gesture that was universal, and withstood the test of time. That lone, middle digit being stuck up: otherwise known as 'flipping the bird.' It was with that gesture out of the way, Atora was off! He was sprinting away from the beastly male which wanted his company as fast as he possibly could.
His direction? He was running into the city of Yomi, hoping that he would be able to lose Alexander in the crowd of spirits and so on. ..Oh, but make no mistake, he wasn't underestimating the beast of a male. Hence, exactly why he wanted to get into the city before Alex got at him. More chances to escape the male's grasp.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 5:48 pm
Alexander near squealed with glee. A chase! A chase! Oh, how fun!
Without so much as a word, the Negoro was on the hunt for the other. He decided to make things interesting by not flying - no...then the game would be over too quickly - but by running. His long legs carried him in a beeline after the other as he sprinted, his feet barely touching down before they were airborn again only to repeat the cycle as he ran.
The head start the other had gotten on him failed to serve Atora in any manner as the Ushioni quickly closed the distance between them. It was almost as if he were hanging back on prupose, just to give the young man that enticing sliver of hope. He could practically smell the desperation leaking from the shadow weilder as he ran, the scent mingling with panic and sweat. What a beautiful perfume it was! So suiting for his prey. The horned man let out a cackle as he cantered after Atora, not winded in the slightest at this point.
"You're goingto have to run a might faster than that if you want to keep your body to yourself, Atora!" the blonde man called, his words jeering at him shamelessly. Now this was a game!
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 4:09 pm
((Haha, sorry. I totally forgot about this thread. xd ))
Well, at least someone was happy!
Needless to say behind that mnask Atora had gone pale when he looked back, only to see the beast of a male quickly catching up to him. Oh, come now, honestly, just how stupid was Atora? The other male was far lighter on his feet, because Atora was much more muscular. How in the world did he ever think he could outrun the Negoro?
Oh, but if he could JUST reach the city he could blend with the shadows, and make his escape. If that didn't work? Well, he could always hope to lose Alexander in the crowd. And if all else failed? He could make obstructions for the elder male by.. No, he couldn't do that unless he wanted to be scolded by Izanami.
Thus? He did what he could while he could do it in hopes of slowing the male down. Quickly, he whirled around mid sprint, one leg on the ground to pivot and the other one striking the ground fiercly. It's purpose? Sending soil, grass, and maybe a few bugs into the air and into Alexander's eye.
Oh, but make no mistake, he didn't want to see if it worked. Nearly stumbling over himself as his body turned completly, he began to run yet again in a fluid motion. ..If that fluid was beginning to freeze. Honestly, he nearly fell on his face!
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!esrev-eR rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 4:12 pm
((Whoops. Forgot to roll.))
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The Drunken NekOWNED rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 11:25 am
Oh, how kind...a snack to munch on whilst in mid-chase.
Wish a deviously cheeky grin, the negoro grabbed a handful of what he could only assume was to be a distraction meant for his face and munched upon the insects with glee. They were oh so tasty the way they wriggled down his throat still living, but Alexander had much larger prey to persue.
A prey, he noticed, was beginning to put distance between them. He couldn't have that, now could he?
After the brief pause (one could blame his short attention span for that) the Negoro was on the chase again. He was so very close to reaching him...a part of him almost wanted to let the shadow bender reach the city. It would make the chase all the more interesting...
Almost, mind you.
Without another thought on the matter, the Ushioni leapt forward to pounce upon his prey, a terrifyingly sadistic grin on his face.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 3:08 pm
The sound of Alexander's footsteps had come close to reaching him, faded, only to return yet again. Atora had to snap his fingers in frustration/ However, it was before he knew it that damndedable male was upon him yet again, chasing him down.. and pouncing upon him.
Oh, but it was by this point Atora's battle instinct was kicking in. As much as he hated other people touching him, he was more than likely to 'touch back' if it meant protecting that personal little bubble he had built up over time in Yomi.
He felt his body begin to gravitate to the ground, and it was for once his strength would come in hand. Because Atora was a person who was made of muscle (Although not bulky, yet.) rather than a thin frame to rely on agility, he had the chance to take advantage of the situation. It was only there for a split second, but it was there!
He landed on his arms, and with a littlr help from the arch of his back and the stretching of abdominal muscles Atora had hoisted himself up into a hand stand, able to support the two of them thankes to grand upper body strength.
It was with yet another movement, his back swiftly arching in a different direction and the clenching of the muscles in his stomach, his body suddenly flew forward. Now, normally it would have been painfull for him to land on his back, but.. Alexander was there to break his fall.
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!esrev-eR rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 3:17 pm
((>o< -Roll.- I hate my bad memory.))
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 3:47 pm
What was this?
Upsidedown?
Oh...well...not anymore...
It seemed the poor, confused Negoro had not been expecting to be flipped and thrown onto his back from the tackle, much less for the shadow weilder to have such a quick reaction time. But to have himself sat upon? Well, that certainly wasn't going to do at all!
Or was it?
That devious face curled into a positively evil smile as he twisted around in his position to face his sitter, his hands suddenly latching onto the man's hips.
"My, my, Atora...you should have told me you were so eager!"
And with that, the Ushioni began shamelessly feeling up his counter part.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 8:34 pm
Even Aotra had his limits on how far he could run. It wasn't that he was growing particular tired - although fatigue WAS being to show - but the fact he was more tired of running than anything else. After all, he'd been trying to shake this beast of a male off his tale for HOW long? So many tactics had failed. He'd tried running, he'd tried doing nothing - none of it worked!
If he played Alexander's games, he would dig himself too deep into a hole that was for sure.
However, a little bit of play was required for his plan to succeed. It was one this hands fell upo his hips, Atora pushed those captive hips down upon Alexander's. Besides, if he was lucky, it just might prove too much for Alexander to handle. After all, he absolutely loved to be in charge from what Atora could gather.
Dangerously slow, Aotra's hips rolled and rocked against Alexander's as his form leaned down to the male below him. "I've got to get you to leave me alone some how, don't I?" he questioned, his voice low and purring, as his head bowed. Those plump tiers brushed against Alex's ear with every word, his breath slowly exhaling caressing Alex's with hot humidity.
Oh, but that wasn't it all. It was while Alexander was distracted by Atora's voice, long digits reached out to the back of Alexander's head to tug at those blonde locks
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2006 6:00 am
He was FREE! Oh, Izanami, it felt so good to be rid of that damnedable Alexander-Negoro-Psycho-Path-Eats-Everything-Ushioni! It had been a while since he had seen that beastly horned male, and he didn't look forward to their next encounter. There was just something in the air that particular day Atora chose to wander from the shadows that made him worry, however. Perhaps it was just how similar events were unfolding that reminded him of that day in particular.
It was upon realizing just how similar they were Aotra began to tense. There he was, sliding down from his favorite hiding spot which had been discovered by Alexander and walking into the Outy City of Yomi to find himself some food to chow down upon. Some Ushioni sounded delicious!
Oh, but that was what he ordered the first time! Behind that blue, ghastly mask his face went pale instantly. Wasn't even at the same vender? He stared at the man before him for a moment as he prepared the Ushioni, before he slapped down another bunch of coins unto the stand. "I'm sorry. Make that some fried kamaitachi, please. I forgot, Ushioni doesn't sit well with me." he stated, and it was quite true. Needless to say if it meant some free Ushioni for himself, the vender before him didn't mind one bit.
The flesh of a Kamaitachi (Which he requested be grilled, rather than fried this time.) was placed in a bowl, and Atora was off. Sprinting no less! That bench simply wouldn't do. Especially if he saw the ladies Hatter and Queen yet again combined with the presence of Alexander. No, he had to run away! Far, FAR away!
Oh, but the poor thing stumbled and fell in the end. His kamaitachi was safe! ..Yet much to his dismay it was right in front of the bench which he vowed to never sit upon again.
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