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 Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 11:07 pm
Takai being a demon of heat actually has a love of winter. He is generally seen in this temple he has stolen, and killed many monks to gain as a castle for himself. He had actually taken it away from the ways of good, and turned it into a location of worship still, but people are not allowed to enter further than the main entrance to pray to their deity. All along this temple turned castle are archers, and demons that are very devoted to Takai, so if one tries to kill the leader in his sleep, they will not stance a chance with these creatures at the ready, and the spells used to keep all assassins from being a secret. It is known that Takai keeps a room in the deepest part of this castle, which is deep down in the mountain itself, and it is also known that Takai is trying to gain a home just like this in the human realm.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 5:08 pm
☀"The ways of war is like painting..."☀ ☸ Takai Karite ☸ ◐Gender: Male◑◑Height: 6'6◐ ◐Weapon(s): Average Katana, Inmetsu, Keigai, and Itami.◑◐Under Cover Human Name: Heki Shimei◑
 Takai awoke with his eyes bring his room into a bright red and ominous effect of a glow. The man only used his telekinetic abilities to call upon his outfit to shoot onto his body as he allowed himself to float out of his large bed. He had such a terrible aura around him with the slow movement of his body through the air that any mortal that saw this would believe the devil himself had possessed a body and has started to make it float in the air.
Once done the man began to walk through his castle, which he stole from monks of this shrine. His heart was black and made of stone, however he did have times where he was caring and kind. The man moved gently, and magnificently through his castle only to reveal himself to people making early morning worships to their gods of the front room of the Shrine in which Takai allows to the public still.
The man only motioned passed them, claws lightly scratching a person or two so as to let them know they do not have to stand. Takai understands the worshiping of ones god is an important matter to them, and to keep his control over them, they must be allowed to follow their religion without much interruption. So as it were, the young leader of the Kaosu clan made his way outside, looking at the rather large row of stairs down to the bottom, the location covered in snow at all times, the gold of the temple still looking as magnificent as the day he took this location for his own.
Not wishing to walk down the stairs, Takai lifted his body with his telekinesis, then let himself float down.
"I guess it would be a nice day to visit the human realm."
The demon spoke out with ten voices at once, the voices varied from from a very deep and raspy, to a strangely more high pitch voice, and some of them even echoed a bit. Naturally Takai's voice is rather deep, but he enjoys his voice to be mixed with a few others, so it can hide him a bit when he travels as a human.
♨"...The blade is my brush, and your blood is my paint."♨
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 8:27 pm
Ҁ h a r i s m a Ҭ e a g u e
ωнαт тнєу тнιηк ιѕ σηℓу нαℓƒ тнє вαттℓє....   Charisma approached Takai's home without caution. She knew he would rough her up a bit for showing up unannounced, and it made her more excited to go see him. She liked seeing him angry, it gave her a good laugh. She was wearing black skinny jeans, black converse, a purple tank topped off with a leather motorcycle jacket. Its what she usually wore, but today the purple was different. She had the sleeves of the jacket cuffed so you could see the beginings of her tattoos. She was not dressed for winter, mostly because she hated it. Therefore, she refused to aknowledge it.
She imagined that Takai was just waking up, while Charisma had been awake for hours now. She had not done much, except for listen to some of the reports that her warriors had to offer. It was the typical human, snooping around one of the demon portals in the mortal world. They had no buisness being there, and it seemed that they were checking on it more often these days. It wasn't much news, but it was enough that Takai needed to know.
So Charisma put on a smile that did not reach her eyes, and stepped in the front door without so much as a knock or noise. But she knew he would hear and feel her. Being his second, they had a strange mind link. She figured he would know she was there, even before she had actually came. That made the light come on in her crimson eyes. It was time to play. ωнαт тнєу ѕєє ωιℓℓ ѕтαят тнє ωαя... :OCC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 9:50 pm
☀"The ways of war is like painting..."☀ ☸ Takai Karite ☸ ◐Gender: Male◑◑Height: 6'6◐ ◐Weapon(s): Average Katana, Inmetsu, Keigai, and Itami.◑◐Under Cover Human Name: Heki Shimei◑◑Rank: Shukun◐
With a shift of his eyes, and a movement of his claws, the being of darkness incarnate looked around with a sinister look in his ominous eyes. He moved with his mind locating the presence he felt, and only with a soul shattering smile, the demon shot into the middle of stone location on the outside of his Shrine Castle, and placed his left hand in the air, the long claw like nails pointing to the heavens above.
"Present yourself, Charisma."
Takai called out with his demonic voices echoing through the air, and even in the telekinetic shot he used to travel to the woman's mind. His power was grand and terribly magnificent. This woman was a second in command officer, the Sousui from before he was born. However when Takai killed his parents in a blazing battle, the betrayal of their own son both something they hated and were not expecting, they also respected and found some small joy in his willingness to send them into death for his right to rule, instead of waiting for them to die of age, or in war, he just did it himself.
Now just because she was the Sousui from his parents era, doesn't mean he allowed her to stay as such, no, he made her go through an exam in which his parents only put themselves, and Takai through as an experiment. He allowed her to go in with others as well, and when she brought the bone back, he allowed her to stay as the Sousui, himself as the Shukun. Over the last thirty years of his rule, he had fought against Yokai, and many other creatures who opposed his rule, taking them down without much of even a sweat to broken. The man had proven himself to be a very powerful, yet strange ruler.
The man turned to his parents way into not wishing to share the realm with humans, but instead to rule over them as he believed it should be, and all who do not fall into his ways will be either killed, or they will be "persuaded" into his ways. He did not mind humans, infact it is known that he has been seen with a human female at times. However now is not the time of history, but instead it is the time of the now. The Shukun awaited for his right hand officer to present herself, he can already feel she has information to present him.
♨"...The blade is my brush, and your blood is my paint."♨
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:04 pm
Ҁ h a r i s m a Ҭ e a g u e
ωнαт тнєу тнιηк ιѕ σηℓу нαℓƒ тнє вαттℓє.... Charisma smiled as she walked up the stairs, looking as graceful and confident as ever. She enjoyed being a second in command, but it wasn't the life for her. She was Shukun material. But she didn't let those feelings affect her opinion of Takai. Truth was, she loved him, as much as a sister and brother could love eachother. She still was unsure if he shared the same feelings, but she didn't really care. She had known him longer than he was alive. She knw the very moment he was conceived. Charisma was the closest person to him, she knew him better than anyone alive. And because of that, she chose to follow under his rule.
She was sure she could defeat him in the combat for the ultimate position. But there was a small peice of doubt, burried deep within her mind. The thing with Takai is that he was less than half her age, but his power had almost matched hers. She knew his parents were powerful, hell, she had fought them both at the same time and held her own. But this kid, this youngling, was the most powerful of his age group she had ever seen. And being an ancient, it was her job to train the adolescent and weak. She knew what the average strength and ability was. Takai exceeded it by a landslide. That was probably why he was feared.
She kept on her smile as all these thought ran through her head so fast, that it would be near impossible for Takai to sense them. Her hands were shoved in the pockets of her moto jacket as she walked up the many steps. Once by his side, she finally spoke, "Has somebody upset you this dreadful morning dear Takai. I sense a little hostility." She was definatly teasing him, trying to get a reaction she could toy with. It was normally a sign of respect to give eye contact when you speak with a demon ranking higher than you, but Charisma did not have that kind of relationship with him. So she stared out at the snow, waiting for a response. ωнαт тнєу ѕєє ωιℓℓ ѕтαят тнє ωαя... :OCC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:15 pm
☀"The ways of war is like painting..."☀ ☸ Takai Karite ☸ ◐Gender: Male◑◑Height: 6'6◐ ◐Weapon(s): Average Katana, Inmetsu, Keigai, and Itami.◑◐Under Cover Human Name: Heki Shimei◑◑Rank: Shukun◐
The demon only placed his hand towards his Sousui because she wasn't looking, and gave her a shove. He planned to knock her off her balance just a bit, but didn't much care if she kept it or not. Instead he looked towards her, his blackened face unable to be seen, even with a light shining right at it. The man never truly has let someone see his face, infact he has hidden it for so long now that anyone who had any idea of what it looked like would only have a blurred image of it.
His red eyes continued to glow as he began to walk around, snow falling from the sky even still, but never getting his clothes wet, or sticking to him. It was his heat that kept it from happening, it pushed it away from him just right. He doesn't naturally have heat flowing off of him, but it has become second nature to just use it like this. It helped add a certain dark image to him to not be touched by the white specks of frozen water.
When he looked back out away from his house, his castle, the man only chuckled a bit.
"No, to be honest, I feel rather good this morning, bored as usual however. Now, onto business. I suspect you did not come to my home just for the fun of it, but you will have to speak of it to me on the way to the hot springs, I feel like taking a dip."
Takai said as he began to walk away from his castle, normally the man just shoots with his power over darkness on the way to any location he feels like traveling, but oddly enough he had shown his good mood by just walking instead. He didn't much wait up for his Sousui, he made so that she would have to catch up on her own. The man was rather strange about this, being so young for a Yokai, and so powerful, he acted as if he were a dark leader of a long time, not waiting for someone to just catch up with him, but moving at his own speed.
♨"...The blade is my brush, and your blood is my paint."♨
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:27 pm
Ҁ h a r i s m a Ҭ e a g u e
ωнαт тнєу тнιηк ιѕ σηℓу нαℓƒ тнє вαттℓє.... Her smile widened when he gave her a playful shove. There was the reaction she was looking for. She just had to wait for the right moment to make her counteract. "You would not need the hot springs if you moved away from this damn winter season." Charisma hated the winter realms. It was cold, bland and not very fun. The only thing she did like was the fact that blood showed up magnificantly against the pale white of the snow. Takai knew she hated the winter, which was probably why he still lived there. She could never be sure.
Charisma could just read his mind, but it was forbidden. Even for her. So when trying to figure out his mood, or what he was thinking she used her sensations. They weren't always a good read because most of th time, the wave was that of anger. She thrived off of anger and despair, but it was quite annoying when she was trying to get some clue about him.
She chose now as her time to strike. On a normal day, Charisma would have ran after Takai and raced him to whever it was they were going to. Of course he usually won due to his teleportation. She complained that it was cheating. Takai didn't care. But that aside, she just followed behind him, matching his pace in silence. When the moment presented itself, she ran using her super human speed and jumped on his back. "Aww, look at the cute little mule." She teased the words in his ear. He would probably slam her on the ground. She was hoping he would. There was nothing like a good spar to start off the day. ωнαт тнєу ѕєє ωιℓℓ ѕтαят тнє ωαя... :OCC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:47 pm
☀"The ways of war is like painting..."☀ ☸ Takai Karite ☸ ◐Gender: Male◑◑Height: 6'6◐ ◐Weapon(s): Average Katana, Inmetsu, Keigai, and Itami.◑◐Under Cover Human Name: Heki Shimei◑◑Rank: Shukun◐
With only a moment to think, the young Yokai stopped, and began to let his heat rise to a point that Charisma would be more comfortable. He just stood there for only a moment, then let the heat just vanish so the cold could take over in a more powerful hit. He could already tell what the girl was starting, and he decided it would be more fun to just torture her by letting the cold affect her more strongly.
"Now, who ever said I need the hot springs? They are a spot of relaxation... old... woman."
Takai said as he began to walk again, using his power over darkness to fall from underneath her, and reappear infront of her. Now in this position, he decided it would be the best way to attack, placing his right hand outward, claws all pointing to the ground. Lifting his index finger, a strange wave shot outwards off of his nail, and a ball of a telekinetic wave of cold wind shot at Charisma. It would not be a very painful attack, but it could still hurt.
Not waiting much after this, the demon began to use ones of his physical attributes of super speed. He was not the fastest of runners among the speed Yokai, but he could move faster than them with a move called "Shadow Surfing." It is a move in which Takai summons a wave of darkness around his feet, and he shoots across the land at extreme speeds, he has used this in a race with Chrisma when he was much younger, and of course she called that, and whatever other ability he used a cheat. Takai never cared since he could always play the card that using ones ability is not a cheat, since she herself uses super speed.
♨"...The blade is my brush, and your blood is my paint."♨
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 9:58 am
Ҁ h a r i s m a Ҭ e a g u e
ωнαт тнєу тнιηк ιѕ σηℓу нαℓƒ тнє вαттℓє.... She laughed at his comment. He knew it would bug her, but she never let it actually hurt her feelings. She was an ancient, which was a very prestiege title. One would be lucky to gain this status as it gives the demon a sort of immortality. The was really only a couple things that would kill her now, but Charisma doesn't know what they are. Only the demon over lords do, and they do not tell because some have become paranoid over it. She was happier not knowing anyways; it gave her something to try and find out when she had nothing to do, and it meant that others, including Takai, did not know how to truly hurt her. She did get hurt by attacks, but she would not die from them.
"Hush youngling. Now take me to the H-" she was cut off by him leaving her to fall to the ground. But she landed like a cat before she got hurt. Her smile widened, if that was possible, and she stood up to face him. Takai shocked her to the core, making her seize for a moment. But it left as quick as it came. She shook it off but by the time she gained composure, he was already flying around on that cloud.
Her animal instincts kicked in and she studied him for a moment. Then ran after him, using her super speed. She stayed a decent distance behind him, waiting for the moment she could strike. If she truly knew Takai, he would be taking a sharp left in several seconds.
So Charisma waited, pulling out one of her daggers as she did so. Just as her was about to take the turn, she threw it knowing it would hit the target. She had aimed for his bicep. Hoping that the blade would slice a good gash in it. All she wanted was to draw first blood. And see the blood on the snow, what else was it good for anyways? ωнαт тнєу ѕєє ωιℓℓ ѕтαят тнє ωαя...[/]
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 10:25 am
☀"The ways of war is like painting..."☀ ☸ Takai Karite ☸ ◐Gender: Male◑◑Height: 6'6◐ ◐Weapon(s): Average Katana, Inmetsu, Keigai, and Itami.◑◐Under Cover Human Name: Heki Shimei◑◑Rank: Shukun◐
The young lord was fast in his turn and his eat twitched as they picked up the sounds coming from the weapons Charisma threw. If he had a face to show in this form, a demonic smile would have taken refuge on his face. He had her learn him well enough to know his turn, but she did not know him as good as she might have expected. With one hand out, he used a back hand like motion as a wave of red energy shot from his claws in a powerful way. This movement could almost look like he was trying to kill her, but in reality, he only wished to injure her.
"Now I do wish to get to the springs."
Takai spoke out as he then used his telekinesis to have his body float. He only crossed his arms lightly as his body truly began to move towards the hot springs, he didn't even care if he did hurt his second in command. The young Yokai only awaited for her to follow, and speak of business, but first he motioned his head a bit as he stopped in mid air only for a moment.
"I am going to be traveling to the mortal realm some time today, if you tag along, then we will have to let the Teichou run things together. They know my laws, however if you wish to stay here while I travel the mortal realm, so be it."
Takai said as he returned to floating off towards the hot springs, not waiting up for his Sousui.
♨"...The blade is my brush, and your blood is my paint."♨ (after your post I am going to make a post at the hot springs)
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 10:59 am
Ҁ h a r i s m a Ҭ e a g u e
ωнαт тнєу тнιηк ιѕ σηℓу нαℓƒ тнє вαттℓє.... She was caught off gaurd at the attack, and lost her balance. Charisma crashed to the ground, rolling and skipping on the ground. She came to a stop as a nic little heap of 117 pounds in the snow. "b*****d." She muttered the curse, but knew he could hear it. Her came to the corned of her mouth and she pulled back a little bit of blood. Her smile came back as she licked her own blood off her hand and out of the corner of her mouth.
She finished and took off to the Hot Springs. Takai drew first blood, but she would get him back later. "I do find myself rather hungry. Perhaps a little trip to the mortal realm would gain me a nice meal." Charisma followed Takai to the springs, staying beside him as she spoke. ωнαт тнєу ѕєє ωιℓℓ ѕтαят тнє ωαя... :OCC: To the Springs!
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