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 Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 6:08 pm
xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx spirit_horse AyaSantres spirit_horse AyaSantres Aya watched as Aly retreated to the bar, then turned back to Spirit. He was unsure what he thought of the newcomer, but she was a friend of Aly's... " If I may, I'd like to know how you and Aly met..." *she watched as Aly left her seat and went for another drink, she leaned on the table with her elbows and looked at Aya as she began to answer him* “Well, as Aly said, we were childhood friends, her home wasn’t so far away from mine” she paused for a moment as she thought back on the memory, “when I was small, my mother and father were killed, for being demons, and apparently I was not to live for much longer as well. I’m not sure what Aly was doing in the forest at that time, but she was. She freed me and we were able to escape without them noticing” she smiled at the thought of the dumbfounded looks that must have appeared on those priest’s face, but I slowly vanished as she continued, “And I guess that we have been friends ever since that day.” Aya raised a eyebrow at this knowledge. He knew that this girl had come across him as strange... " A demon, you say...? Well, that explains the eyes... I knew you were like me when I saw them..." *a small smile slipped from the corner of her mouth, she also had her suspicions about him, which were know clear* “Yep, demon to the bone.” *A small smile escaped from the corners of Aly's mouth as she listened to her friend tell the tale of the fateful day where she had first met Spirit. Off in her own imagination, she heard the grunt of the bartender and noticed that her drink had been sitting there for about five minutes. Blushing, she handed him what she owed him and trudged back toward the table where Spirit and Aya sat. She smiled at them apologetically and sat down. Her eyes wandered from face to face and then she let out a sigh of relief* "Sorry I took so long," Aly replied,"What were you two talking about?" Aya looked up as Aly came back, now tight-lipped about the subject of himself. " Just a bit of history... Nothing special..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 8:05 am
Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust The comment made his eyebrow raise and oh how he wanted to grin maliciously at it- but he too was keeping on a mask- smooth and aristocratic. The apology wasnt expected but when mentioned he might have well have said it. Yeah, there was a moment when suprise came over him with that curtain of feigned innocence fell over Loki's face, it hit something inside him however becuase he looked too much like Seti then for this to be wholly funny any more. He was reminded of what he was doing, trying to get at Loki without hurting Seti- the plan was shot to hell with the slice and sing of that blade however, so cherised by Seti and now parting his own skin. The scent of blood hit the air in a heady mix of sweetness and acidity, he understood now that the poison in the blood was like Loki within Seti- metaphorical all the way. There was a part of him that took the hunger and crunched, but he'd been there, didnt want to go there again. The smirk was matched however, now was no time to back down or show weakness. He licked his lips softly, wetting them so much as insinuating anything. "I suggest, my dear, that you stop reffering to me as 'boy' or, and god forbid you do this again 'pumpkin'. You should be able to tell by looking that I dont bend backwards for anyone who asks" yeah he was being difficult and yeah he was twisting words, but why the hell not? "if its a lesson of that sort you're looking to teach then I think your student is beyond his years, passed with flying colours" so what if most of those colours were either blood reds or melanchloy blues. Loki licked his lips again and let the katana fall against the floor carelessly. "Oh...thats to bad...A really pitty it is..." He mused softly. His eyes closed for a moment. He laughed softly, his eyes still closed. How would Seti react, if he found his arm bleeding, his sword on the floor and the handsome man before him. Loki tilted his head from side to side, like as if he was a caged animal, kept in a cage for almost his whole life. Like almost all his things this one was also unpredictable. The black orbs looked at Kirus once more. His form completely still, not even breathing. The problem there was that Seti would suffer from not breathing. Or atleast the body would. Loki's soul would live on. But for now he just wanted to play some on the feelings there and now. On how much Kirus wanted to see Seti yet another time. As a minute passed the pale skin started to turn darker. Seti was not yet there, but the body sarted to struggle for air already. Loki kept the grin firmly on the pretty face. It confused him, he had thought at first it was nothing more than another game, stare the other down into submission, so he had stilled himself, stared right back into those midnight orbs and plastered his own s**t-eating grin on his face, after a while, and a while more it faded though, the horror dawning on him with sickening realisation as the already palid colour started draining from the demon's face- he knew that colour as well as he knew his own, had caused it countless times, watched with fastination as the hues had gone through the motions of rigor mortis. This time however all he felt was a rising heat within him, the tingle creeping up his spine, Loki was not so fun as he had first thought, this was beyond twisted and he could hear the sound of that pulse like a drum beat slowing in a deafenning awareness even in that crowded room. What could he do- would a good smack to the face shock him enough to cause a gasp- he was willing enough to let Seti feel some pain to save his body. He moved with the speed gifted to him as a vampire and in less than a blink was before Loki, speaking lowly into his face, his lips drawn back into a snarl "monster" he accused. He'd have to breath to speak at least.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 7:29 am
AyaSantres xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx spirit_horse AyaSantres spirit_horse AyaSantres Aya watched as Aly retreated to the bar, then turned back to Spirit. He was unsure what he thought of the newcomer, but she was a friend of Aly's... " If I may, I'd like to know how you and Aly met..." *she watched as Aly left her seat and went for another drink, she leaned on the table with her elbows and looked at Aya as she began to answer him* “Well, as Aly said, we were childhood friends, her home wasn’t so far away from mine” she paused for a moment as she thought back on the memory, “when I was small, my mother and father were killed, for being demons, and apparently I was not to live for much longer as well. I’m not sure what Aly was doing in the forest at that time, but she was. She freed me and we were able to escape without them noticing” she smiled at the thought of the dumbfounded looks that must have appeared on those priest’s face, but I slowly vanished as she continued, “And I guess that we have been friends ever since that day.” Aya raised a eyebrow at this knowledge. He knew that this girl had come across him as strange... " A demon, you say...? Well, that explains the eyes... I knew you were like me when I saw them..." *a small smile slipped from the corner of her mouth, she also had her suspicions about him, which were know clear* “Yep, demon to the bone.” *A small smile escaped from the corners of Aly's mouth as she listened to her friend tell the tale of the fateful day where she had first met Spirit. Off in her own imagination, she heard the grunt of the bartender and noticed that her drink had been sitting there for about five minutes. Blushing, she handed him what she owed him and trudged back toward the table where Spirit and Aya sat. She smiled at them apologetically and sat down. Her eyes wandered from face to face and then she let out a sigh of relief* "Sorry I took so long," Aly replied,"What were you two talking about?" Aya looked up as Aly came back, now tight-lipped about the subject of himself. " Just a bit of history... Nothing special..." *Aly looked at Aya for a moment, and then looked down at the floor. She was deciding whether or not to confess to them that she had heard them, when she took notice that Aya was not exactly willing to talk about the subject. She threw a suspicious look towards Spirit and then sighed and nodded slowly* "Oh," Aly answered slowly," Okay then."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 8:56 am
Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust The comment made his eyebrow raise and oh how he wanted to grin maliciously at it- but he too was keeping on a mask- smooth and aristocratic. The apology wasnt expected but when mentioned he might have well have said it. Yeah, there was a moment when suprise came over him with that curtain of feigned innocence fell over Loki's face, it hit something inside him however becuase he looked too much like Seti then for this to be wholly funny any more. He was reminded of what he was doing, trying to get at Loki without hurting Seti- the plan was shot to hell with the slice and sing of that blade however, so cherised by Seti and now parting his own skin. The scent of blood hit the air in a heady mix of sweetness and acidity, he understood now that the poison in the blood was like Loki within Seti- metaphorical all the way. There was a part of him that took the hunger and crunched, but he'd been there, didnt want to go there again. The smirk was matched however, now was no time to back down or show weakness. He licked his lips softly, wetting them so much as insinuating anything. "I suggest, my dear, that you stop reffering to me as 'boy' or, and god forbid you do this again 'pumpkin'. You should be able to tell by looking that I dont bend backwards for anyone who asks" yeah he was being difficult and yeah he was twisting words, but why the hell not? "if its a lesson of that sort you're looking to teach then I think your student is beyond his years, passed with flying colours" so what if most of those colours were either blood reds or melanchloy blues. Loki licked his lips again and let the katana fall against the floor carelessly. "Oh...thats to bad...A really pitty it is..." He mused softly. His eyes closed for a moment. He laughed softly, his eyes still closed. How would Seti react, if he found his arm bleeding, his sword on the floor and the handsome man before him. Loki tilted his head from side to side, like as if he was a caged animal, kept in a cage for almost his whole life. Like almost all his things this one was also unpredictable. The black orbs looked at Kirus once more. His form completely still, not even breathing. The problem there was that Seti would suffer from not breathing. Or atleast the body would. Loki's soul would live on. But for now he just wanted to play some on the feelings there and now. On how much Kirus wanted to see Seti yet another time. As a minute passed the pale skin started to turn darker. Seti was not yet there, but the body sarted to struggle for air already. Loki kept the grin firmly on the pretty face. It confused him, he had thought at first it was nothing more than another game, stare the other down into submission, so he had stilled himself, stared right back into those midnight orbs and plastered his own s**t-eating grin on his face, after a while, and a while more it faded though, the horror dawning on him with sickening realisation as the already palid colour started draining from the demon's face- he knew that colour as well as he knew his own, had caused it countless times, watched with fastination as the hues had gone through the motions of rigor mortis. This time however all he felt was a rising heat within him, the tingle creeping up his spine, Loki was not so fun as he had first thought, this was beyond twisted and he could hear the sound of that pulse like a drum beat slowing in a deafenning awareness even in that crowded room. What could he do- would a good smack to the face shock him enough to cause a gasp- he was willing enough to let Seti feel some pain to save his body. He moved with the speed gifted to him as a vampire and in less than a blink was before Loki, speaking lowly into his face, his lips drawn back into a snarl "monster" he accused. He'd have to breath to speak at least. Loki kept grinning like a mad man. It seemed Kirus had forgotten that Loki could just speak out loud without using the body. His soul was free to move without the body, or atleast talk. This also had happened before. "Well thank you." The grin stayed in place as the words came to Kirus. There was a sound from underneath the words. Loki was trying to lock Seti away so he could make no sound. Yet Seti was still a little bit in control and tried to make the words lower. He hoped Kirus would atleast do something, cut him, beat him, something to let the body move, else he could not stop Loki. The arms and legs where shivering as the blood flow was almost without oxigen.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 1:43 pm
Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust The comment made his eyebrow raise and oh how he wanted to grin maliciously at it- but he too was keeping on a mask- smooth and aristocratic. The apology wasnt expected but when mentioned he might have well have said it. Yeah, there was a moment when suprise came over him with that curtain of feigned innocence fell over Loki's face, it hit something inside him however becuase he looked too much like Seti then for this to be wholly funny any more. He was reminded of what he was doing, trying to get at Loki without hurting Seti- the plan was shot to hell with the slice and sing of that blade however, so cherised by Seti and now parting his own skin. The scent of blood hit the air in a heady mix of sweetness and acidity, he understood now that the poison in the blood was like Loki within Seti- metaphorical all the way. There was a part of him that took the hunger and crunched, but he'd been there, didnt want to go there again. The smirk was matched however, now was no time to back down or show weakness. He licked his lips softly, wetting them so much as insinuating anything. "I suggest, my dear, that you stop reffering to me as 'boy' or, and god forbid you do this again 'pumpkin'. You should be able to tell by looking that I dont bend backwards for anyone who asks" yeah he was being difficult and yeah he was twisting words, but why the hell not? "if its a lesson of that sort you're looking to teach then I think your student is beyond his years, passed with flying colours" so what if most of those colours were either blood reds or melanchloy blues. Loki licked his lips again and let the katana fall against the floor carelessly. "Oh...thats to bad...A really pitty it is..." He mused softly. His eyes closed for a moment. He laughed softly, his eyes still closed. How would Seti react, if he found his arm bleeding, his sword on the floor and the handsome man before him. Loki tilted his head from side to side, like as if he was a caged animal, kept in a cage for almost his whole life. Like almost all his things this one was also unpredictable. The black orbs looked at Kirus once more. His form completely still, not even breathing. The problem there was that Seti would suffer from not breathing. Or atleast the body would. Loki's soul would live on. But for now he just wanted to play some on the feelings there and now. On how much Kirus wanted to see Seti yet another time. As a minute passed the pale skin started to turn darker. Seti was not yet there, but the body sarted to struggle for air already. Loki kept the grin firmly on the pretty face. It confused him, he had thought at first it was nothing more than another game, stare the other down into submission, so he had stilled himself, stared right back into those midnight orbs and plastered his own s**t-eating grin on his face, after a while, and a while more it faded though, the horror dawning on him with sickening realisation as the already palid colour started draining from the demon's face- he knew that colour as well as he knew his own, had caused it countless times, watched with fastination as the hues had gone through the motions of rigor mortis. This time however all he felt was a rising heat within him, the tingle creeping up his spine, Loki was not so fun as he had first thought, this was beyond twisted and he could hear the sound of that pulse like a drum beat slowing in a deafenning awareness even in that crowded room. What could he do- would a good smack to the face shock him enough to cause a gasp- he was willing enough to let Seti feel some pain to save his body. He moved with the speed gifted to him as a vampire and in less than a blink was before Loki, speaking lowly into his face, his lips drawn back into a snarl "monster" he accused. He'd have to breath to speak at least. Loki kept grinning like a mad man. It seemed Kirus had forgotten that Loki could just speak out loud without using the body. His soul was free to move without the body, or atleast talk. This also had happened before. "Well thank you." The grin stayed in place as the words came to Kirus. There was a sound from underneath the words. Loki was trying to lock Seti away so he could make no sound. Yet Seti was still a little bit in control and tried to make the words lower. He hoped Kirus would atleast do something, cut him, beat him, something to let the body move, else he could not stop Loki. The arms and legs where shivering as the blood flow was almost without oxigen. Kirus cursed himself, and then Loki, then both of them, his whole body tremouring with tension, his muscles coiled to the fullest- he didnt want to hurt Seti- knew it would mean that Loki had won. He felt those words settle in him like something he would say himself, but the tone was lower and bitter sweet. Seti was still alive in there, but not for much longer at this rate, he could sense the stopping of blood, knew it like his own mind and craved it somewhere inside. His arms shook by his side, couldnt hit him, couldnt hurt him. What could he do? His hands shot out faster than the eye could see and gripped onto Loki/Seti's shoulders enough to hold but not to bruise. He dove forward his lips attaching to the others in a clash of teeth. It wasnt a kiss, couldnt be counted as such, it was too brutal, too functional as he breathed air from his dead lungs into Seti's living pair.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:57 pm
Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust The comment made his eyebrow raise and oh how he wanted to grin maliciously at it- but he too was keeping on a mask- smooth and aristocratic. The apology wasnt expected but when mentioned he might have well have said it. Yeah, there was a moment when suprise came over him with that curtain of feigned innocence fell over Loki's face, it hit something inside him however becuase he looked too much like Seti then for this to be wholly funny any more. He was reminded of what he was doing, trying to get at Loki without hurting Seti- the plan was shot to hell with the slice and sing of that blade however, so cherised by Seti and now parting his own skin. The scent of blood hit the air in a heady mix of sweetness and acidity, he understood now that the poison in the blood was like Loki within Seti- metaphorical all the way. There was a part of him that took the hunger and crunched, but he'd been there, didnt want to go there again. The smirk was matched however, now was no time to back down or show weakness. He licked his lips softly, wetting them so much as insinuating anything. "I suggest, my dear, that you stop reffering to me as 'boy' or, and god forbid you do this again 'pumpkin'. You should be able to tell by looking that I dont bend backwards for anyone who asks" yeah he was being difficult and yeah he was twisting words, but why the hell not? "if its a lesson of that sort you're looking to teach then I think your student is beyond his years, passed with flying colours" so what if most of those colours were either blood reds or melanchloy blues. Loki licked his lips again and let the katana fall against the floor carelessly. "Oh...thats to bad...A really pitty it is..." He mused softly. His eyes closed for a moment. He laughed softly, his eyes still closed. How would Seti react, if he found his arm bleeding, his sword on the floor and the handsome man before him. Loki tilted his head from side to side, like as if he was a caged animal, kept in a cage for almost his whole life. Like almost all his things this one was also unpredictable. The black orbs looked at Kirus once more. His form completely still, not even breathing. The problem there was that Seti would suffer from not breathing. Or atleast the body would. Loki's soul would live on. But for now he just wanted to play some on the feelings there and now. On how much Kirus wanted to see Seti yet another time. As a minute passed the pale skin started to turn darker. Seti was not yet there, but the body sarted to struggle for air already. Loki kept the grin firmly on the pretty face. It confused him, he had thought at first it was nothing more than another game, stare the other down into submission, so he had stilled himself, stared right back into those midnight orbs and plastered his own s**t-eating grin on his face, after a while, and a while more it faded though, the horror dawning on him with sickening realisation as the already palid colour started draining from the demon's face- he knew that colour as well as he knew his own, had caused it countless times, watched with fastination as the hues had gone through the motions of rigor mortis. This time however all he felt was a rising heat within him, the tingle creeping up his spine, Loki was not so fun as he had first thought, this was beyond twisted and he could hear the sound of that pulse like a drum beat slowing in a deafenning awareness even in that crowded room. What could he do- would a good smack to the face shock him enough to cause a gasp- he was willing enough to let Seti feel some pain to save his body. He moved with the speed gifted to him as a vampire and in less than a blink was before Loki, speaking lowly into his face, his lips drawn back into a snarl "monster" he accused. He'd have to breath to speak at least. Loki kept grinning like a mad man. It seemed Kirus had forgotten that Loki could just speak out loud without using the body. His soul was free to move without the body, or atleast talk. This also had happened before. "Well thank you." The grin stayed in place as the words came to Kirus. There was a sound from underneath the words. Loki was trying to lock Seti away so he could make no sound. Yet Seti was still a little bit in control and tried to make the words lower. He hoped Kirus would atleast do something, cut him, beat him, something to let the body move, else he could not stop Loki. The arms and legs where shivering as the blood flow was almost without oxigen. Kirus cursed himself, and then Loki, then both of them, his whole body tremouring with tension, his muscles coiled to the fullest- he didnt want to hurt Seti- knew it would mean that Loki had won. He felt those words settle in him like something he would say himself, but the tone was lower and bitter sweet. Seti was still alive in there, but not for much longer at this rate, he could sense the stopping of blood, knew it like his own mind and craved it somewhere inside. His arms shook by his side, couldnt hit him, couldnt hurt him. What could he do? His hands shot out faster than the eye could see and gripped onto Loki/Seti's shoulders enough to hold but not to bruise. He dove forward his lips attaching to the others in a clash of teeth. It wasnt a kiss, couldnt be counted as such, it was too brutal, too functional as he breathed air from his dead lungs into Seti's living pair. As the body moved a bit and took in the air with a gasp, this was the time for Seti to take back control and lock Loki away again. After the air Kirus had pushed into his lungs he broke free from Kirus lips, though he kinda didn't want to. He breathed deeply and hard. His body taking a few moments to get back to the normal oxigen flow through the poisonous blood. His again gray eyes where large as he was glad he was in control again but still his body was slightly weak. His hair also was gray again, gone where the raven strands. "T..thank you.." He gasped out in his low voice, still a little breathless.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 6:57 am
Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust The comment made his eyebrow raise and oh how he wanted to grin maliciously at it- but he too was keeping on a mask- smooth and aristocratic. The apology wasnt expected but when mentioned he might have well have said it. Yeah, there was a moment when suprise came over him with that curtain of feigned innocence fell over Loki's face, it hit something inside him however becuase he looked too much like Seti then for this to be wholly funny any more. He was reminded of what he was doing, trying to get at Loki without hurting Seti- the plan was shot to hell with the slice and sing of that blade however, so cherised by Seti and now parting his own skin. The scent of blood hit the air in a heady mix of sweetness and acidity, he understood now that the poison in the blood was like Loki within Seti- metaphorical all the way. There was a part of him that took the hunger and crunched, but he'd been there, didnt want to go there again. The smirk was matched however, now was no time to back down or show weakness. He licked his lips softly, wetting them so much as insinuating anything. "I suggest, my dear, that you stop reffering to me as 'boy' or, and god forbid you do this again 'pumpkin'. You should be able to tell by looking that I dont bend backwards for anyone who asks" yeah he was being difficult and yeah he was twisting words, but why the hell not? "if its a lesson of that sort you're looking to teach then I think your student is beyond his years, passed with flying colours" so what if most of those colours were either blood reds or melanchloy blues. Loki licked his lips again and let the katana fall against the floor carelessly. "Oh...thats to bad...A really pitty it is..." He mused softly. His eyes closed for a moment. He laughed softly, his eyes still closed. How would Seti react, if he found his arm bleeding, his sword on the floor and the handsome man before him. Loki tilted his head from side to side, like as if he was a caged animal, kept in a cage for almost his whole life. Like almost all his things this one was also unpredictable. The black orbs looked at Kirus once more. His form completely still, not even breathing. The problem there was that Seti would suffer from not breathing. Or atleast the body would. Loki's soul would live on. But for now he just wanted to play some on the feelings there and now. On how much Kirus wanted to see Seti yet another time. As a minute passed the pale skin started to turn darker. Seti was not yet there, but the body sarted to struggle for air already. Loki kept the grin firmly on the pretty face. It confused him, he had thought at first it was nothing more than another game, stare the other down into submission, so he had stilled himself, stared right back into those midnight orbs and plastered his own s**t-eating grin on his face, after a while, and a while more it faded though, the horror dawning on him with sickening realisation as the already palid colour started draining from the demon's face- he knew that colour as well as he knew his own, had caused it countless times, watched with fastination as the hues had gone through the motions of rigor mortis. This time however all he felt was a rising heat within him, the tingle creeping up his spine, Loki was not so fun as he had first thought, this was beyond twisted and he could hear the sound of that pulse like a drum beat slowing in a deafenning awareness even in that crowded room. What could he do- would a good smack to the face shock him enough to cause a gasp- he was willing enough to let Seti feel some pain to save his body. He moved with the speed gifted to him as a vampire and in less than a blink was before Loki, speaking lowly into his face, his lips drawn back into a snarl "monster" he accused. He'd have to breath to speak at least. Loki kept grinning like a mad man. It seemed Kirus had forgotten that Loki could just speak out loud without using the body. His soul was free to move without the body, or atleast talk. This also had happened before. "Well thank you." The grin stayed in place as the words came to Kirus. There was a sound from underneath the words. Loki was trying to lock Seti away so he could make no sound. Yet Seti was still a little bit in control and tried to make the words lower. He hoped Kirus would atleast do something, cut him, beat him, something to let the body move, else he could not stop Loki. The arms and legs where shivering as the blood flow was almost without oxigen. Kirus cursed himself, and then Loki, then both of them, his whole body tremouring with tension, his muscles coiled to the fullest- he didnt want to hurt Seti- knew it would mean that Loki had won. He felt those words settle in him like something he would say himself, but the tone was lower and bitter sweet. Seti was still alive in there, but not for much longer at this rate, he could sense the stopping of blood, knew it like his own mind and craved it somewhere inside. His arms shook by his side, couldnt hit him, couldnt hurt him. What could he do? His hands shot out faster than the eye could see and gripped onto Loki/Seti's shoulders enough to hold but not to bruise. He dove forward his lips attaching to the others in a clash of teeth. It wasnt a kiss, couldnt be counted as such, it was too brutal, too functional as he breathed air from his dead lungs into Seti's living pair. As the body moved a bit and took in the air with a gasp, this was the time for Seti to take back control and lock Loki away again. After the air Kirus had pushed into his lungs he broke free from Kirus lips, though he kinda didn't want to. He breathed deeply and hard. His body taking a few moments to get back to the normal oxigen flow through the poisonous blood. His again gray eyes where large as he was glad he was in control again but still his body was slightly weak. His hair also was gray again, gone where the raven strands. "T..thank you.." He gasped out in his low voice, still a little breathless. Kirus nodded slightly, amazed that that had worked so well. Loki had seemingly gone into recession, suprised by the move perhaps, and Seti was back in control. It wasnt just in the softer voice and eyes that were storm grey once again or in the hair, it was everything, the whole atmosphere around the demon changed, it was less of an electric buzz, more a quiet soothing hum. When Seti had broken away he had allowed his one hand to fall away, but kept one lightly on Seti's shoulder, not wanting him to fall over. He wondered for a moment just how he got himself into these things- but then it sure made things interesting. "how do you feel?" he asked genuinly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:01 am
Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Kirus nodded slightly, amazed that that had worked so well. Loki had seemingly gone into recession, suprised by the move perhaps, and Seti was back in control. It wasnt just in the softer voice and eyes that were storm grey once again or in the hair, it was everything, the whole atmosphere around the demon changed, it was less of an electric buzz, more a quiet soothing hum. When Seti had broken away he had allowed his one hand to fall away, but kept one lightly on Seti's shoulder, not wanting him to fall over. He wondered for a moment just how he got himself into these things- but then it sure made things interesting. "how do you feel?" he asked genuinly. Seti swayed on his feet lightly, glad the other still kept him standing with the single hand. "Body feels heavy, but that will be over soon." He had been through alot. He almost drowned once before and this feeling was just alike, so he knew he would be alright if he just was slow with his movement and gave his body some time to get back to normal. His face was calm, almost to calm, only his eyes where as fast and awake as always. "I'm sorry you had to endure him.." He just kept looking at Kirus with a calm expression. Rest on the spot.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 2:29 pm
xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx AyaSantres xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx spirit_horse AyaSantres Aya raised a eyebrow at this knowledge. He knew that this girl had come across him as strange... " A demon, you say...? Well, that explains the eyes... I knew you were like me when I saw them..." *a small smile slipped from the corner of her mouth, she also had her suspicions about him, which were know clear* “Yep, demon to the bone.” *A small smile escaped from the corners of Aly's mouth as she listened to her friend tell the tale of the fateful day where she had first met Spirit. Off in her own imagination, she heard the grunt of the bartender and noticed that her drink had been sitting there for about five minutes. Blushing, she handed him what she owed him and trudged back toward the table where Spirit and Aya sat. She smiled at them apologetically and sat down. Her eyes wandered from face to face and then she let out a sigh of relief* "Sorry I took so long," Aly replied,"What were you two talking about?" Aya looked up as Aly came back, now tight-lipped about the subject of himself. " Just a bit of history... Nothing special..." *Aly looked at Aya for a moment, and then looked down at the floor. She was deciding whether or not to confess to them that she had heard them, when she took notice that Aya was not exactly willing to talk about the subject. She threw a suspicious look towards Spirit and then sighed and nodded slowly* "Oh," Aly answered slowly," Okay then." *Spirit smiled at Aly’s return but she grew specious to why Aya was closed to talking about himself, but she let it slip her mind as she answered Aly as well* “Yes, Aya just asked about how we met.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 5:56 am
spirit_horse xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx AyaSantres xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx spirit_horse AyaSantres Aya raised a eyebrow at this knowledge. He knew that this girl had come across him as strange... " A demon, you say...? Well, that explains the eyes... I knew you were like me when I saw them..." *a small smile slipped from the corner of her mouth, she also had her suspicions about him, which were know clear* “Yep, demon to the bone.” *A small smile escaped from the corners of Aly's mouth as she listened to her friend tell the tale of the fateful day where she had first met Spirit. Off in her own imagination, she heard the grunt of the bartender and noticed that her drink had been sitting there for about five minutes. Blushing, she handed him what she owed him and trudged back toward the table where Spirit and Aya sat. She smiled at them apologetically and sat down. Her eyes wandered from face to face and then she let out a sigh of relief* "Sorry I took so long," Aly replied,"What were you two talking about?" Aya looked up as Aly came back, now tight-lipped about the subject of himself. " Just a bit of history... Nothing special..." *Aly looked at Aya for a moment, and then looked down at the floor. She was deciding whether or not to confess to them that she had heard them, when she took notice that Aya was not exactly willing to talk about the subject. She threw a suspicious look towards Spirit and then sighed and nodded slowly* "Oh," Aly answered slowly," Okay then." *Spirit smiled at Aly’s return but she grew specious to why Aya was closed to talking about himself, but she let it slip her mind as she answered Aly as well* “Yes, Aya just asked about how we met.” Aya stood, cursing himself for being such an idiot. A tinge of pain coursed down his spine, a spider-web intricacy the burned lightly. He strecthed a bit, then leaned on the back of the chair he had been seated in to hide his discomfort. " I will be right back.... Pleae excuse me..." He apologized, then turned and treked to the restroom.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 1:12 pm
AyaSantres spirit_horse xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx AyaSantres xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx *A small smile escaped from the corners of Aly's mouth as she listened to her friend tell the tale of the fateful day where she had first met Spirit. Off in her own imagination, she heard the grunt of the bartender and noticed that her drink had been sitting there for about five minutes. Blushing, she handed him what she owed him and trudged back toward the table where Spirit and Aya sat. She smiled at them apologetically and sat down. Her eyes wandered from face to face and then she let out a sigh of relief* "Sorry I took so long," Aly replied,"What were you two talking about?" Aya looked up as Aly came back, now tight-lipped about the subject of himself. " Just a bit of history... Nothing special..." *Aly looked at Aya for a moment, and then looked down at the floor. She was deciding whether or not to confess to them that she had heard them, when she took notice that Aya was not exactly willing to talk about the subject. She threw a suspicious look towards Spirit and then sighed and nodded slowly* "Oh," Aly answered slowly," Okay then." *Spirit smiled at Aly’s return but she grew specious to why Aya was closed to talking about himself, but she let it slip her mind as she answered Aly as well* “Yes, Aya just asked about how we met.” Aya stood, cursing himself for being such an idiot. A tinge of pain coursed down his spine, a spider-web intricacy the burned lightly. He strecthed a bit, then leaned on the back of the chair he had been seated in to hide his discomfort. " I will be right back.... Pleae excuse me..." He apologized, then turned and treked to the restroom. *Aly raised her eyebrows in curiousity but nodded. As soon as Aya's back was turned, Aly leaned on the table and gave Spirit a suspicious gaze. She was debating wether or not to even confess to her childhood friend about overhearing the conversation that took place while she was receiving a refill. She came up with a conclusion as soon as she glimpsed in her friend's eyes.* "So he's a demon too." Aly confirmed, while she continued to gaze at her.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 3:28 pm
Aya cringed before the mirror, his back flaring with pain. His fingers clenched on the sink's side hard enough to form cracks upon its' surface. He couldn't change, not now... It couldn't end well...
Claws scraped across the sink's surface, but they retracted immediately as Aya resisted his change. Two large deformations pressed against the surfae of Aya's back as his shoulder blades attempted to form into appendages, but these too were forced back.
A few minutes later, Aya stepped out of the bathroom, as relaxed and composed as he had been when he left.
"Well, glad that is over..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 6:04 pm
xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx AyaSantres spirit_horse xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx AyaSantres xXxTeffy-No-NamexXx *A small smile escaped from the corners of Aly's mouth as she listened to her friend tell the tale of the fateful day where she had first met Spirit. Off in her own imagination, she heard the grunt of the bartender and noticed that her drink had been sitting there for about five minutes. Blushing, she handed him what she owed him and trudged back toward the table where Spirit and Aya sat. She smiled at them apologetically and sat down. Her eyes wandered from face to face and then she let out a sigh of relief* "Sorry I took so long," Aly replied,"What were you two talking about?" Aya looked up as Aly came back, now tight-lipped about the subject of himself. " Just a bit of history... Nothing special..." *Aly looked at Aya for a moment, and then looked down at the floor. She was deciding whether or not to confess to them that she had heard them, when she took notice that Aya was not exactly willing to talk about the subject. She threw a suspicious look towards Spirit and then sighed and nodded slowly* "Oh," Aly answered slowly," Okay then." *Spirit smiled at Aly’s return but she grew specious to why Aya was closed to talking about himself, but she let it slip her mind as she answered Aly as well* “Yes, Aya just asked about how we met.” Aya stood, cursing himself for being such an idiot. A tinge of pain coursed down his spine, a spider-web intricacy the burned lightly. He strecthed a bit, then leaned on the back of the chair he had been seated in to hide his discomfort. " I will be right back.... Pleae excuse me..." He apologized, then turned and treked to the restroom. *Aly raised her eyebrows in curiousity but nodded. As soon as Aya's back was turned, Aly leaned on the table and gave Spirit a suspicious gaze. She was debating wether or not to even confess to her childhood friend about overhearing the conversation that took place while she was receiving a refill. She came up with a conclusion as soon as she glimpsed in her friend's eyes.* "So he's a demon too." Aly confirmed, while she continued to gaze at her. *Spirit watched as Aya left and turned towards her friend, a smile plastered on her face as she talked* “He didn’t tell you?” she stopped as she remembered his discomfort about talking about himself, “Oh well you can’t talk.. you are half one yourself” her mind jumped to something else and she became serious “..um Aly are you ok…your very cheerful and all…”
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 7:01 am
Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Kirus nodded slightly, amazed that that had worked so well. Loki had seemingly gone into recession, suprised by the move perhaps, and Seti was back in control. It wasnt just in the softer voice and eyes that were storm grey once again or in the hair, it was everything, the whole atmosphere around the demon changed, it was less of an electric buzz, more a quiet soothing hum. When Seti had broken away he had allowed his one hand to fall away, but kept one lightly on Seti's shoulder, not wanting him to fall over. He wondered for a moment just how he got himself into these things- but then it sure made things interesting. "how do you feel?" he asked genuinly. Seti swayed on his feet lightly, glad the other still kept him standing with the single hand. "Body feels heavy, but that will be over soon." He had been through alot. He almost drowned once before and this feeling was just alike, so he knew he would be alright if he just was slow with his movement and gave his body some time to get back to normal. His face was calm, almost to calm, only his eyes where as fast and awake as always. "I'm sorry you had to endure him.." He just kept looking at Kirus with a calm expression. Rest on the spot. Kirus saw the tiredness in Seti's eyes, all trace of the malice inside him either hidden or gone, he wasnt sure he wanted to know which. He walked the demon back slowly, feeling the stiffness in the others joints, and pushed him down into a chair "rest there a while" he advised, before pulling up a chair to sit before him. "and there is nothing for you to be sorry for. You well know that I am loyal to friends and am a sucker for evil intent- so either way, I did it for myself. You can decide on which explanation you want to justify it with. Never forget that I am always in these things for one person only" they were slightly harsh words, but he's said them so often to himself that he felt entirely comfortable saying them out loud.
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Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 12:33 pm
Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Seti Karu-San Mkatsi- Lady Stardust Kirus nodded slightly, amazed that that had worked so well. Loki had seemingly gone into recession, suprised by the move perhaps, and Seti was back in control. It wasnt just in the softer voice and eyes that were storm grey once again or in the hair, it was everything, the whole atmosphere around the demon changed, it was less of an electric buzz, more a quiet soothing hum. When Seti had broken away he had allowed his one hand to fall away, but kept one lightly on Seti's shoulder, not wanting him to fall over. He wondered for a moment just how he got himself into these things- but then it sure made things interesting. "how do you feel?" he asked genuinly. Seti swayed on his feet lightly, glad the other still kept him standing with the single hand. "Body feels heavy, but that will be over soon." He had been through alot. He almost drowned once before and this feeling was just alike, so he knew he would be alright if he just was slow with his movement and gave his body some time to get back to normal. His face was calm, almost to calm, only his eyes where as fast and awake as always. "I'm sorry you had to endure him.." He just kept looking at Kirus with a calm expression. Rest on the spot. Kirus saw the tiredness in Seti's eyes, all trace of the malice inside him either hidden or gone, he wasnt sure he wanted to know which. He walked the demon back slowly, feeling the stiffness in the others joints, and pushed him down into a chair "rest there a while" he advised, before pulling up a chair to sit before him. "and there is nothing for you to be sorry for. You well know that I am loyal to friends and am a sucker for evil intent- so either way, I did it for myself. You can decide on which explanation you want to justify it with. Never forget that I am always in these things for one person only" they were slightly harsh words, but he's said them so often to himself that he felt entirely comfortable saying them out loud. Seti nodded slowly. He knew the answer, for himself, that was the answer. But he didn't mind. He was grateful that the other had put him down in the chair. He leaned back lightly and let his body rest. He still kept his eyes on Kirus. He nodded again, more to himself than to the other. What ever explanation the other ment he knew he had accepted Kirus as a close friend. And he needed his friends to keep him from giving his body up to Loki. He had been on that edge to many times. Did horrible things because of that. He wanted to change his life. His devil like tial lay limp on the couch as he let his mind go blank and just watched Kirus with a peaceful expression on his pale face.
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