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 Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 1:02 am
He leaped back frantically dropping the blade quickly as the nails dug into the bandages. Catching on a plate it ripped free and he stood back quickly taking out a bottle. His face under the bandages were badly scarred and it almost looked like the metal plates were heated up and melted into his skin. Though his actions were obviously of surprise his voice portrayed no sense of panic.
"....well that was a lot more surprising than I thought it would be... you are NOT someone anyone can pay me to tangle with...I wont get paid if I dont come back with something... but its obvious I cant get anything here... so I propose this to you my dear friend..."
He waggled the bottle in front of him.
"...This is extremely volatile... it will detonate with even the slightest of cracks in the glass...if you come at me again... I will crush it in my hands... Yes.. I will plainly die... but if you are close enough... you will at LEAST lose a fair amount of skin...hopefully an arm or leg... maybe your life... but heres the proposal... you let me leave... I put this back in my pocket... and Ill even give you a little reward for being someone I would rather not tango with...."
With his free hand he pulled an envelope from his clothes.
"no good to you... but you will certainly get a nice happy pat on the head from your master...."
Blood seeped from the hole left from the plat ripped from his face and dribbled neatly down his bandages.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 1:16 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and and old faded back shirt
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: One he laughed a deep laugh mixed with a growl "Oh but you underestimate me, my master wants you dead your head in her lap." he said and took a step forward "Now lets say i take your silly little bottle and rip you to pieces i get to bring my mistress both you and these gifts like a good mutt i am." he responded it was obvious that the demon in him was talking and with speed he launged himself grabbing the bottle with his claws carefully and slashed at the mans arm. he looked at the bottle and chucked it off roof and looked at the guy "Your blood is mine!" he growled the smell of it was too much for him not to notice and pounced on all fours at him he pryed at his face again "I must not disobey." the demons voice faised in from his normal voice
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 1:49 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" He groaned in pain quickly pivoting as the claws sank into his arm with a clank. He dashed back and his arm came clean off with odd clockwork gears and cogs ticking away within, the only thing that was at the moment even more so odd was the string connecting from his shoulder to the now severed arm.
"...Well... this is disappointing... to hell it is then I guess....if you survive... give you master my regards..."
His hand gripped the string and pulled hard, there was a sharp whirl then the sound of glass breaking before the arm exploded spraying a fine layer of napalm over everything, though oddly there was what almost seemed like bubble of odd material over Weylyn's skin that burned off instead.
"You are more than I thought you would be Weylyn....I doubt that you would have died even if I had not tried to protect you..."
Her hand was glowing with a very soft brownish green leafy aura.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:08 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and a gray tank top/wife beater
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: One Weylyn kept tearing at his face till he heard something then turned to see his mistress. he took off the old tattered shirt having another one under and bunched it up in his hands. " I was bought just for my good looks." he said with a slight laugh and looked back at the thing he had attacked. Weylyn had since calmed down and gone back into his normal..ish self. he had blood on him from the mans face he had been tearing at. He stood for a few moments thinking. He may have been two different monsters but there was still human in him, that felt remorse for killing and wished he was back to his normal human self with his family. he shook the thoughts from his head and stiffened up "Now what." he said not moving still looking at the body
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:17 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She smiled at first at his triumph but she sensed some sadness in him.
"...well... just leave that there... Im sure my servants will pick through it later and fetch anything of value... but for now?.... you are filthy... covered in soot blood and the membrane I placed over you to protect you from the fire... you need a bath... as do I..."
She gestured to him to follow. She would have her servants clear the open air bath for them.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:27 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and a gray tank top/wife beater
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn looked at her then back at the body and nodded messing with the shirt in his hands he turned his body towards hers and followed her "Why are they after you?" he asked blatantly. as he followed his eye were glued to the ground as he messed with his shirt then shaking then thoughts once again from his head he stood up straight and watched his mistress. "why would they want to kill you, if you are already so weak." his voice was back to his emotionless voice now his body was hard and rigid as he walked instead of all soft and sad looking like when he looked at the body.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 12:04 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She glared at him preferring not to talk about it but it was likely he would be with her for a long time so she would eventually tell him sooner or later.
"...because I killed my fiance.... and burned his city to the ground.... then stole all his slaves....well... the ones that survived and were not loyal to him...."
She weakly stood up and walked towards the bath gesturing for him to follow.
"Its my parents who are sending the assassins...and honestly this one was the tamest one yet..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 2:19 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and a gray tank top/wife beater
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn followed her wiping some of the blood off his neck he put his arms to his side and watched her looked at her frail body he took a step further up and bent down a little bit in a swift movement he picked her up her legs draped over one of his arms. He more like cradled her in his arms "So where is this tub." he said making no comment on picking her up or any emotion when he spoke. he could see she was getting weaker after that stunt back there and this was probably a bit nicer not having to walk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 12:54 am
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" A small amount of blush tickled its way over her cheeks and she opened her mouth as if to object as she squirmed lightly. Though she hesitated then just gave in.
"...its over there... now come on...if you take too long Ill make you wear a bow..."
She gestured down the hall and to the left where he would undoubtedly find the luscious hand carved marble bath room
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 1:03 am
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and a gray tank top/wife beater
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn laughed as he fallowed her directions to the bath. He set her down on a chair in the room and looked at the tub, turning the water on he looked over at her "You need help undressing?" he asked as he pulled the tank top over his head, and dropped it on the floor his muscles glistening in a small amount of sweat after going threw the changes of attacking the man on the roof he undid the top of his pants and looked at her with his eyebrow slightly arched "you sure you want to bathe together i mean we've only just met." he said in sort of a mocking tone toward the slaves that were gentlemen towards their mistress's and acted all shy
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 3:41 pm
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me"
She scoffed reaching back with no small effort and pulled the string on the back of her clothes loosing it. Her long hair hid much of her but not all as the robes slid away.
"Im NOT some pretty helpless princess... and I dont need a prince... I need a soldier...my body is just a thing I use... I would prefer it if you mind your status... but no I dont care about the whole just met thing, if I wanted a prince charming I would not have killed the prince I was being married off to..."
She struggled with the hot springs plug. It was a simple method of keeping the hot spring flowing in a stream, shift the plug and it would fill the bath. But the plug was a large wooden plank with pressure on it and her physical strength was not sufficient for it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 7:11 pm
☬ Weylyn ☬xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMood: Angry
Wearing:Old black jeans, Old black biker boots, and a gray tank top/wife beater
Theme: Counting Boddies Like Sheep
Tattoos: OneWeylyn laughed a little and walked over to the plug. he put his large hands over hers and pushed them away from it and with ease he opened it for her and soon after took his clothes off, he scratched at the drying blood on him as he waited for it to fill. Now you could see he was muscular all over, with nice toned thighs and calves. he stood there looking at his mistress "You speak quit strong for some one so small." he said and cracked his knuckles then cracked his neck. he did have to admit to himslef his new mistress did not lack in the looks department she was indeed beautiful
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 7:39 pm
Miki Tsetsuhara
"I am master of my own fate, not even the Gods can take what I have planned away from me" She grumbled a little upset that she could not have done it on her own, her body was growing weaker. Feeling the water around her ankles and rising she sighed happily. before snapping her eyes up at him.
"...I was strong enough to kill en entire kingdom... just because I dont have nice bulging....muscles...."
she spaced out looked at his abs before shaking her head looking back up at him again.
"..shut up!... I know you didnt say anything but you were going to... so shut up..."
all huffy she sat down waiting for the water to rise.
"... my power is centered on something other than physical power...."
Lifting her hand a ball of light shined over them, on a second glance it was not light but concentrated fire.
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