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PostPosted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 5:36 pm


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Silence. The only sound that exists within the crypt of the dead on a natural occurrence. Down these dusty hallways, darkness is practically absolute. The small candles which provides a dim light are rarely maintained, often going out by eating what little of the wick it has, or even by supernatural reasons. This indeed, was the last resting place of the residence of Nocturne and even a sanctuary for those who practice in the forbidden arts of necromancy.

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Well, almost a last resting place for all. Among the various burial grounds and coffins, stood one that was ebony in color with gold letters imprinted across the front in an odd language. The origins of the said language was believed to be that of Elvish background, others would say it's meaning were dark and belonged to the Demonic. From within the coffin, something stirred. Something that didn't belong. Something that should have never been there in the first place.

I......I am... A voice reached out into the dark void which was that of a subconscious, the subconscious of the creature stirring within the black ridden coffin. The sounds of its heart beating broke the silence once more, which was followed by the sounds of something scraping at the insides of the coffin. From within, despite the darkness all that could be seen was the outline of what appeared to be a tail shifted, swaying back and forth like a snake memorized by the song of a siren. The heart beating was now in steady beats, gradually picking up speed as if stabilizing but as the tempo picked up speed so did the scraping movements from within. In the coffin, a set of fiercely glowing eyes penetrated the darkness like burning embers in the night sky. Just like that, all fell silent again. But not in the same sense as previously, no. The new form of silence was that of weighted tension in the atmosphere, this change in the air from this creature created a chemical change about him. He should not be here, but why was he? He didn't know, and quite frankly, Shruikan didn't care. Only one thing mattered at this very moment.

"GGGRRRROOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" A monstrous roar bellowed from within the coffin as it's three dimensions suddenly exploded, giant chunks rocketing outward like deadly missiles, crashing into other coffins and shattering them into bits along with the contents that resided within. The force of the explosion was enough to extinguish the surrounding torches, cloaking the entire area in pure darkness and effectively concealed the recently awoken Draconian.

With every step Shruikan took, the ancient tile flooring cracked and buckled beneath his dragon like feet. Black wings stretched out and slowly swayed back and forth as if testing them for flaws. It felt good to be able to move again, though granted the first breath he gains is the musk of the dead. Gradually lowering himself into a sprinting position, the Draconian looked forward with gleaming eyes that penetrated the darkness around him. Powerful muscles pulsated as Shruikan exploded forward, the ground beneath him being destroyed in the process as he charged forward with frightening momentum with every step acting like a small explosion against the weak surface he ran upon.

The sound of coffins and stones being shattered echoed throughout the crypt as the Draconian bulldozed through. Whatever was in his path, he didn't lighten up in the slightest. If it was in his path than it was to be demolished, whether it was an artifact or a coffin. He didn't care, simply he wanted out of the sanctuary for the dead. Quick turns were easily performed, as he would simply ground his talons into the ground and slide until he came up to the corner where he would plant one foot against it and propel himself in a different direction, usually leaving a gaping hole in the wall afterwards. Approaching a much larger door that led into the crypt's entrance at ground level, Shruikan lowered himself slightly and delivered a shoulder check into the stone doorway.

Similar to the sound of C4 detonating, the walls came crumbling down upon impact from the Draconian. Shruikan remained still for a moment or two, ignoring the crumbling chunks of stones that fell about him. "How I have desired life once more..." He murmured, standing up straight and held out one hand, looking down at his palm where he could see the ebony scales meet with the more skin tone like scales. A large stone the size of a football fell into his palm, where his claws instantly closed around it like a venus flytrap snaring a helpless insect in its aroma-filled maw. "But now..." His voice grumbled deeply in his throat, his hand tightening around the boulder until it shatters into rubble. "Vengeance will be MINE!" He bellowed angrily before ascending the stairway towards the ground level of Nocturne. As he walked in between the towering pillars that stood in the center of the room, his claws raking about them leaving furrows behind. From the distance, the sound of another door being shattered could be heard; and the black dragon of Nocturne walks once more.

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Kumori had arrived at the crypts, keeping his cloak and hood around him as he entered the crypts as he could hear some strange music going on. He shook his head a bit and descended further into the crypts, trusting his connection with death to guide him. He was moved past twisted corners, going left and right, even at the same time due to mirror movements. It seemed to be an endless movement as he had prepared his rapier at his left side while his round shield was slowly raised up. He kept his own deathly aura down as he approached a door that was slightly opened. He looked at the ground to see fresh puddles of blood, causing him to grin as he opened the door. Inside he could hear countless funeral themes going off at once as he saw a female dancing with a be-headed corpse. She was giggling with insanity as the body was fresh, splattering more blood onto her skin as she continued to dance with it. He couldn't help but chuckle a tad bit loudly as she looked towards him with her blade drawn, Kumori however kept his hands up. She however moved in and slashed at Kumori several times, which Kumori acted being hit as the dagger phased through his body several times before she thrusted at him. He soon fell back, that was until she grabbed his legs when he chuckled and said, "Watch the leather Miss Death." He told the woman, who jumped back from the surprise as Kumori got back to his feet and stretched a bit.

Catherine kept her Dagger drawn as Kumori walked over towards the piano, where one of the risen dead was currently playing the Funeral Tune. "Ah, a lovely tune to dance to when it comes to the fresh dead." Kumori told her as she put her dagger away, already upset with the arrival of this Shadow. "Ah, please... do not take me as a threat to your dance... go ahead... I enjoy seeing the dead do a nice dance." He told her as she thought for a moment before Catherine grinned at him. "So you know how the dead dance.... how about you make yours dance with mine~?" Catherine asked before Kumori grinned before he snapped his finger, summoning up a skeleton. It seemed weak and frail before it bowed and waited for her undead as the beheaded body got back up and began to dance with the skeleton. She giggled before she snapped her fingers, a scream could be heard in the crypts as a being was being dragged into the room, kicking and screaming. It was a female draconian who had been trapped in the crypts by her captors. Kumori grinned as Catherine brandished her dagger, that was until Kumori snapped his own fingers. A small glyph appeared on the ground before a Shadow Wolf's hound shot out, biting hard on the female's abdomen as it began to feast on her stomach. As it was eating her stomach, trying to find something to stop it's fangs, Kumori tossed into the air three black discs. They formed into a triangle formation as the woman was screaming in pain, before she could let out a breath of her dragon kind, the top Black disc shot down as a drill, piercing through her open mouth and shooting through her mouth and out the back of her head. The other two launched themselves into her abdomen, drilling through her kidneys as she was forced to suffer in silence now. It didn't take long till she had soon perished by the hands of Kumori, Catherine laughing at the sight of the pitiful female forced to die in the darkness as Kumori grinned. Soon, the hound was placed away, but before the spirit could leave the body, Kumori channeled his energy into his shield, instilling dark energy into it and slamming it down on her chest. Her soul and her body was forcefully eaten into the shield to become a permanent part of it. It was obvious what he was as Catherine grinned at him as he turned to her and offered her the shield for her to have the spirit for herself.

Catherine grinned and giggled at the sight of the distorted face of the draconian being placed on his shield. She soon placed her hand on it, absorbing the soul from his shield as she grinned at him. It seemed Kumori had appeased her hunger as she crossed her arms while looking at him. "So what brought you towards me really?" Catherine asked of Kumori as her undead were quick to surround him, all with their blades at his neck. He looked around him before he looked back to Catherine, chuckling a bit as he raised his hands up. "I merely came here to meet with you and to see if you would enjoy my company." He responded as she glared at him, looking at him from head to toe before taking a drink from a cup of black blood. She soon placed her cup down on a coffin lid as she got up and approached Kumori, walking around him as she could feel his dark energy coursing through his veins. Kumori kept his eyes on her as her steps were easy to detect as he soon turned to her when she stopped. It seemed as though she was examining his power throughout his body before she backed away for a bit. "Cute and deadly...." She stated with a small grin on her face.

"Why thank you Catherine." Kumori told her as she walked back to her seat with her cup of black blood in her hands. She had snapped her fingers as the entire area lit up with candles as Kumori flinched a bit from the sudden light. He soon looked up when Catherine was point up to see the decorated flesh and bone chandelier as Kumori chuckled and clapped his hands. "What a beautiful display of unholy matrimony... I can see the wedding rings from down here." Kumori stated as Catherine laughed a bit as she soon looked towards the man and had a small grin. "If you look closer, you can see the mother and father with their three baby girls~" Catherine told him as he jumped up onto one of the undead as he jumped off of it and landed on the chandelier, with no weight he wouldn't be able to bring it down. He saw the set of five heads, the three baby heads were fresh as Kumori chuckled at the sight. "Well it must've been nice for them to see their parents again" Kumori pointed out as she nodded before Catherine yawned and looked out to the broken wall. "But we could use a few more skulls here and there." Kumori pointed out as she thought for a moment and giggled a bit while Kumori got off of the chandelier, landing on his feet easily.

"I've had a lovely time here, and I'll be sure to visit another time. But for now... I must go... I have some.... things to take care of." Kumori told Catherine as she sighed, a tad bit bored now that another one who was fascinated with death was going to leave. "Be sure to bring back presents." Catherine stated before Kumori nodded, bowed, and soon departed to head back to his area.
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Always Active Skills: V-Sensory
Main Equipment: Titanium Round Shield + Kumori's Rapier
Sub Equipment: Stainless Steel Katana, Miza, & Stainless Steel Shurikens
Side Equipment:
Armor: Kumori's Original Leather Armor
Energy:1300/1300
Strength: 7
Speed: 5
S.E.: Communicator Red Visor
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