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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 4:31 am
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Demon's wounds had healed mostly after his encounter with the demon of the mountain, on his shoulders were bright pink healing flesh that had been caused by the beasts clawed paws. Still, the information he had gathered had left him on a mission; to discover if 'Black Magic' exsisted. From had he had learnt those of pure Kalona blood could find a weakness in their opponant by temporarily shut down a single target’s defenses while simultaneously strengthening any illnesses that lay in wait in the target’s body. Was it true?
Curiousity was bubbling in his mind. His current goal was to find another Kalona, question them -by force if needed- and see if there was any truth to the matter. He still hadn't decided what he would do should it be a truth, and there was no reason to believe that any kalona he found actually knew of what he spoke.... plus Demon had a concern, the more people he asked about it the more people would know the rumours.... that would lose him his advantage.
With that thought clearly in his head he considered an alternative method, rather than directly questioning someone maybe he could seduce it out of them, or trick them in some way.... may it so they didn't even know what was happening or being asked, it would make their answers less guarded he felt and more likely to be the truth. The problem? His breed were suspicious.... but that didn't worry Demon, if he could play with demons and survive he could certainly find the information he sought.
A menacing looking grin covered his face as he worked his way through the gloomy forest, he could still remember the lessons he had learnt as a foal -to blend, become one with the darkness and world around him, his wooden looking pelt had always allowed him to merge well with the trees.
[[Black magic is listed under the abilities of Kalona's in the RP guide, after talking to Niss about this before this plot it was decided that since Demon has mostly Kalona genetics (his grandmother is a Dragon mutant) he will be able to use it but only with a lot of concentration.]] |
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:15 am
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The black and white Kalona meandered her way through the forest, eyes fixed on the path ahead of her. Her wings were folded down tightly by her side; when walking, she considered them to be quite a nuisance, however she enjoyed flying so she was not going to complain too much about them. She lashed her tail as she continued along her way, eyes fixed ahead. She was not sure exactly where she was going, but that didn't trouble her much. She had no where to be and no one to see, so she was free to wander.
She came to a stop, shaking her head, hair falling back into place. With a soft sigh, she looked around, contemplating where she should go next.
Her ears twitched at the sound of cracking twigs, and she turned in that direction. She paused, focusing, and no doubt she heard it again. Her eyes narrowed, and she sauntered off in the direction of the sound. She had not met any other Soquili recently, as she was new to the area, so curiosity would get the better of her in such an event as this. She was not sure if this think lurking about in the shadows was another Soquili, but that did not concern the mare at the moment. The point of the matter was that it could be another Soquili, so it was better to investigate. She could hold her own in a fight, too, so she was not concerned if it was violent in nature or not.
Eventually she was able to make out an equine silhouette in the distance, one with leathery, draconic wings like herself. She looked over her shoulder at her own pair, unfurling them slightly then refolding them. A Kalona would not be afraid of her, but they came with their own baggage. She dismissed the thought, for it so did she. She approached the other Kalona, ghastly gray eyes challenging but suspicious. She was not too fond of the Kalona race, but she was not one to judge without reason. When she came within a few yards of the other, she stopped. "Who are you, lurking about the forest so late?" |
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 6:55 am
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Demon felt the growl that rumbled in his throat as someone dared think they could sneak up on him, he had heard the hesitation before the creature finally approached him -a talent that had saved his life in the past- the hesitation had made him annoyed; the creature had obviously either contemplated if they could take him, something he would soon surprise them of if they believed they could; or secondly they had deemed him to not be a threat -also a mistake.
The fact that they had not confront him face to face was also an irritation; Demon considered himself an assasin at times so not being detected was key.... but to make contact while addressing from the side or rear only spoke of cowardice to him.
Still he turned, his four extended fonged teeth sticking out of his mouth.... but when he spotted what had summoned his attention his mind was already starting to dismiss his anger... it was a Kalona, or at least part kalona for it did not possess the horns his breed were so proud to wear. However, she may at least know something? He could only hope. A plan started to form in his mind..... decieve, lie, cheat.... even seduce, he would use all the weapons at his disposal if needed.
"Hmmmmm....." he said, a grunt leaving his curled lips. "Would it not be more polite to offer your own name first?" He raised an eyebrow, both a challenge and an invitation for her to do so.... still, he recalled his plan. He would... play nice, for now at least. "However," He begun, turning around so he could take in the form of the black and white mare more clearly. She was pretty enough, bare the horns she seemed to possess all of the Kalona features -but had she been brought up like a Kalona? Or a fake? Demon really disliked those that claimed to be a Kalona and still remain 'good' in the eyes of others, it was sickening. Kalonas were the demons of the world, the creatures of darkness and shadows.... they were not designed to be 'good' a fact that Demon relished in. "My name is Demon. As for my purpose.... let us say, it is my own." Information was power, and Demon wanted it all.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 1:11 am
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She raised an eyebrow at the other Kalona's remark. "Polite?" she asked, a light, dry chuckle escaping her. "Since when did pure Kalonas care for manners?" She did not need more than a few seconds to come to the conclusion that he was of pure Kalona descent, and it wasn't even the leathery wings, the sharp, curved horns, or the lashing demonic tail that gave it away. Pure Kalonas had a a truculent, sinister aura about them, and carried themselves with such pride. It made Akuma glad she was not pure, and therefore not as vain as them. Despite his menacing appearance [though it did not frighten her] and his malicious demeanor, the fact that this Kalona even spoke to her and mentioned the word "polite" amazed her. But she guessed there was a first for everything.
"I'm Akuma," she stated. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "Purpose? There is a purpose to your wandering?" she asked. There was no sparkle of curiosity in her eyes, however. The question was rhetorical, for she did not care for this Kalona's purpose. It could not be anything other than cruel, and in spite of the fact that he had spoken to her in a rather civilized manner, she did not expect the kindness to extend that far. |
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:25 am
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Demon simply shrugged his shoulders, it didn't matter to him if he used manners or not.... though on this occassion he suspected it was because he wanted something. He growled a little then dismissed the notion. "Since it is a good way to relax my prey." He flashed his bright long teeth at her, his mind repeating his plan.... seduce information out of her. Surely he could be.... charming, he mentally shivered, if he wanted to.
"Perhaps. But that matters not." He stated matter-of-factly. Part of him was irriated that he was repeating himself.... it was an alien concept to Demon, he was so used to simply getting what he wanted, not needed to use such tatics as he did now. Still, needs must. He allowed his eyes to wander over her body and wings, her hair and tail, she was unlikely to be a full Kalona due to her lack of horns and the way she held herself; but still. He flashed her another grin.... charming, charming..... was rolling over in his mind. "So, why is such a beautiful specimen wasting time asking such questions? It is clear you care not." That was clear from her tone, it was flat and clearly uninterested; all Demon had to do now was figure out HOW to interest her, at least long enough to get what he wanted.
Information was the key to his mission.
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