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Mrs Yachi-san
Mrs Yachi-san
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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 2:47 pm
Bitter Ambrosia and Mrs Yachi-san 1 X 1 RP thread
Please do not post here. Bitter Ambrosia Put any and all OOC in here... Wait I am so confused by your last post. What Syn is doing isn't supposed to be doing anything to Lyn. He is just taking the memories he already had gathered and giving them to Micah. The only thing is that with the connection between them all (due to the contact) more of the details are coming through.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 3:02 pm
Mrs Yachi-san's Character Profile
S Y N A M B R O S I A D R A V E N
★ You can call me Syn, Rosia, Raven or Amber.
★ I've had one hundred and sixty eight birthdays, though I look to be only twenty two years old.
★ I've checked and I'm a male.
★ I'm interested in men.
★ People say I'm weak, shy, quite, pathetic and a disgrace. Though I know that I am kind, honest, timid, quite, faithful and very loving.
★ My story goes a little something like this: BIOGRAPHY
★ I weigh around one hundred and thirteen pounds.
★ My height is five feet two inches.
★ Wanna know what species I am? I'm a demon/angel hybrid.
★ Hair style? I have slightly long hair that when in front of my face goes to my upper lip. It is straight for the most part with a little wave to it. Depending on my mood it can be a light brown with blond highlights or a dark black with shades of red mixed in it. Thankfully there is enough volume to my hair to hide my very tiny demon horns which are a dark red.
★ Eye color? Normally my eye color is either an ice blue or a vibrant purple, though the color can change with my moods.
★ Scars? I have quite a few scars surrounding my wings from when my father tried to remove them from me. Then more from when other demon children tried to tear them from my back. I have a few scars along my back from when I had been punished as a child for trying to help a wounded prisoner.
★ My abilities consist of healing, flight, telekinesis, levitation of self and others, calling on the earth to lend help and the one skill I try to never use, the ability to stop someones heart with just a thought.
★ My creator's name is Mrs Yachi-san.
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Mrs Yachi-san
Mrs Yachi-san
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Mrs Yachi-san
Mrs Yachi-san
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 3:03 pm
Bitter Ambrosia's Character Profile
Lyn James Sonheim
★ You can call me Lyn.
★ I've had two hundred and thirty eight birthdays, though I look to be only twenty three years old.
★ I've checked and I'm a male.
★ I'm interested in males.
★ People say I'm brutal. I kill without giving thought to mercy, and I don't care much for those who bully others.
★ My story goes a little something like this: I was a High General in the King's army, but when he realized my personality, he banished me. In the far reaches of the cold Northern Realm, I lost my sanity. I became even more brutal than before, and became intent upon getting my revenge. My brother works for the King's son, and I intend to rescue him from any injustices that the King has committed against him. My brother will not suffer as I have, I swear.
★ I weigh around one hundred and seventy five pounds.
★ My height is about six foot two inches.
 ★ Wanna know what species I am? Dragon.
★ Hair style? Silver, although not usually seen because of the helm I wear.
★ Eye color? Silver flecked with red.
★ Scars? I have scars all over my body, too many to count or describe individually. You just notice they are there, since my armor doesn't exactly cover my chest.
★ My abilities consist of I am a fighter, and that is my only talent. At one point, I might have been able to control fire magic, but not anymore. Now, my only skills are that of stealth and tactics, and fighting. I can still transform into my dragon form, but even then, my ability to breathe fire is gone.
★ My creator's name is Bitter Ambrosia
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2013 3:28 pm
Lyn James Sonheim Lyn roared a challenge in the ancient language of the dragons, a guttural bellow that made some of the men cower in fear. His red eyes were bright with bloodlust and rage, and his chest shone with his and others' blood. Some of the men turned tail and run, and Lyn raised his arm as if to spout fire at them, but nothing happened. With a growl, he willed his white wings into place, flying after them and slaughtering them. The others had followed him. He whirled, a yell of pain erupting from him as a sword sank into his wing, slicing through the sensitive membranes. This only served to enrage him more, and he quickly finished off the others. He looked around, realizing that he was near a forest. Something flashed in the shadows, but he couldn't be sure that he was imagining things. He'd lost so much blood that his eyesight was starting to swim. With an almost pathetic sigh after his challenges and battlecries, he fell to the ground, unconscious. Wounds that bled profusely covered him, the wound in his wing, and the wound on his chest the most severe.
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Bitter Ambrosia Vice Captain
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Mrs Yachi-san
Mrs Yachi-san
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 2:47 am
Syn Ambrosia Draven
XXXXXSyn stood in the forest, not far from where a battle was taking place. How did he get there you ask? Well he didn't like staying in his home very much, the why is for another time, so he tended to sneak out and just wander about. But today as he had been walking about he had been drawn to this place, the need to help over coming him. Syn stood there in shock as he watched a large white dragon battling a large group of men, though Syn couldn't tell what species they were. He stood with his head tilted slightly to the side, he didn't understand why the dragon didn't just burn them all with his fire. Waiting and watching Syn shivered as he heard the male's battle cry. He knew that he would be needed to heal the dragon, the others would be dead or dying and too far gone for him to help them. He waited, but as he watched the dragon fall to the floor he flinched at the sound of his body hitting.
XXXXXSyn took a deep breath and slowly made his way over to the dragon, ignoring those others around him. Blocking out the sight of their shredded bodies, Syn stepped up to the dragon and closed his eyes, trying to figure out all the wounds that needed tending to immediately. Seeing that the wounds on his chest and wing were the ones to work on first Syn set about getting the things needed to tend to them. He called up clean water from the earth and bathed the dragon in the water, washing away all the blood and dirt. He then sat down and closed his eyes as he allowed his essence to slip from his own body and into the dragons as he sang a soft and calming tune, one that was used to calm and sooth those in pain. The song was also used in the healing process, the notes seemed to some how help the healing. As he slipped into the dragons body Syn went first to the wound in the dragons chest and started healing it from the inside out, making sure to clean the wound, stop the bleeding and seal the wound perfectly back together.
XXXXXSyn then moved to the wound in the dragons wing, knowing that if the dragon couldn't fly it would die. He once more cleaned the wound, stopped the bleeding and mended the flesh back together. Feeling like those two wounds were one hundred percent healed Syn went about cleaning and healing all the other minor wounds. It a matter of moments Syn slipped back into his own body and swayed. He was finished in the healing process but he knew he now had the task of moving the dragon out of the open and staying near to insure it was fine. Taking a breath to steady himself Syn stood, swayed again before catching himself, and called on all his powers to allow him to lift the dragon slightly off the ground. Keeping the dragon floating a few inches from the ground Syn walked back into the forest, bending the trees to his will so that they moved out of the way to allow the dragon to pass into the forest with ease. Once he felt they were far enough into the forest he set the dragon down gently and produced a large bowl filled with water that would stay cool for the dragon to drink from when it finally woke up. Knowing that he was finally finished with all he could do for the creature Syn collapsed on the ground next to the dragon, his body leaning against the animals chest and wing as he slipped into unconsciousness after using more power then he should have to help the creature.
Bitter Ambrosia Hope the post is alright dear! If I need to change anything just let me know. Working on finding images for Syn.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 3:22 pm
Lyn James Sonheim
Lyn woke some hours later, his wing stretched over a young man. Shifting and sitting up, he held his injured wing out to the side, then frowned. His wing wasn't injured anymore. Looking down at his chest, he realized that most all of his wounds were healed. Casting a glance at the young man, his frown deepened. Why had he been sleeping against him? And who had healed him?
"Wake up," he said to the young man, his tone gruff, his voice hoarse.
Mrs Yachi-san Well, I said that Lyn was in human form, but had his wings. As a dragon, he's able to use whatever parts of his anatomy he wants. So he was still in human form when he fell over, just with his wings too.
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Bitter Ambrosia Vice Captain
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Mrs Yachi-san
Mrs Yachi-san
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 2:53 am
Syn Ambrosia Draven
XXXXXSyn laid there against the males body with his healed wing slightly covering him. He hated how weak he became after using so much of his gifts, but he would do so until it killed him. Jumping at the gruffness of the males voice Syn looked up at the male before taking a moment to rub at his eyes. He grinned slightly as he stood. Now that he is healed this male is quite handsome, though I'm sure he would kill me on the spot of I said so. He thought to himself before holding out his hand in greeting. "I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean to p-pass out like that on you." Tilting his head slightly, which caused his hair to shift over his left eye Syn was curious. This male seemed to look familiar but he couldn't put his finger on how. "Um, are you t-t-travelling through? Why were you f-fighting those men? Did they attack you?" Syn pressed his lips closed as a blush appeared on his cheeks. He couldn't believe he had just done that, asking the male so many questions in a row. I'm sure he doesn't want to stand here talking to some 'boy' all day. He thought to himself. "I'm sorry about that, I d-d-didn't mean to bombard you with so many questions Sir. I'm sure you have someplace to be and wish to be on your way." Syn turned away from the male and as he became slightly depressed about not being able to talk to this male any longer his hair started to lighten from the dark brown that it had been to a light brown with blond highlights while his eyes became a light ice blue. Forgetting that his father had enemys and that anyone who saw him would know who's child he was Syn started back to the castle, his wings twitching slightly behind him.
Bitter Ambrosia What you think of him dear? If you click the picture you'll get a secondary image of him. Now just need to find an angel with demon horns lol. Oh I'm going to have it so that Syn isn't quite as stuttery as before.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 12:36 pm
Lyn James Sonheim
Tilting his head to the side, Lyn observed the younger male, and decided that he was pleasing to the eyes. He'd never seen the King's son before, so he wasn't sure what he looked like,and therefore didn't realize that the younger male was the Prince.
"If you are the one that healed me, I don't mind in the least that you passed out." As the barrage of questions came at him, Lyn chuckled, a deep throaty chuckle that, had he been in his dragon form fully, would have made the ground shake. "I'm travelling back home to fetch my brother from unnecessary service to the King. And those men attacked me." His grin grew feral as his eyes sparkled, the blood lust that had been with him before now coming back to a certain extent. "They had no idea who they were dealing with..." He chuckled again, and then blinked, hearing an apology from the younger man. "Don't worry about it..." Lyn trailed off as he saw the young man's hair and eyes begin to change. "You... You're the Prince. My brother!" Lyn was instantly upon the young man, his hands gripping the young man's shoulders roughly as he turned him to face him. "What has happened to my brother?! Where is he?!" Lyn's words revealed a sense of insane desperation, the inklings of the reality that his mind was broken.
Mrs Yachi-san I like it! And okay. I meant to tell you before, it was a little hard to understand him, but I was having so much fun that I forgot to. >.<'
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Bitter Ambrosia Vice Captain
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Mrs Yachi-san
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:32 am
Syn Ambrosia Draven
XXXXXHearing the male say that he didn't mind that he had passed out on him if he had been the one to heal him caused Syn to blush. How can simple words as those cause me to blush? I'm a demon I shouldn't be blushing. Oh who was he kidding, everyone knew that he might have demon blood running through his veins but he was no demon. He sighed slightly but shook that sadness away as he heard the male chuckle. It was a sound that made Syn want to join in on the laughter. "Well thank you for not killing me for passing out like that. Where I come from if you show any w-weakness you will get killed, unless under someone's protection, and even then you can still get harmed, though not killed." Shrugging Syn watched the male's features, something he loved doing even with the demons that hated him, for most of them were quite handsome. Hearing that the male was traveling to get his brother away from unnecessary service to the King Syn had to stop himself from reacting. He could be traveling to a different kingdom, though now that he said something about a brother an image of his friend and guard came to mind and they were quite similar in looks. Syn opted not to comment on the fight that had happened as well as saying that he might know his brother. "Which kingdom are you traveling to? Maybe I can point you in the direction you need to go?" Syn had already turned away and take a few steps back towards his home when he heard the male saying not to worry about asking so many questions. In the matter of moments he heard the male say something about his brother and that he had seen that Syn was the Prince. He tensed at the sound and then flinched slightly as the male gripped his shoulders roughly and turned him around.
XXXXXSyn stood completely still as he looked up at the male., fear in his eyes. What have I gotten myself into? Will this male, that seems to be out of his mind, kill me? Taking a breath he placed a single hand over one of the males in a kind and soothing way. And as he spoke he tried to instill his voice with a soothing touch, hoping to calm the male some. "Sir, please calm yourself. I know your brother, he is my friend." Taking another breath he knew he had to tell the male about what had happened to his brother. Lets hope he isn't one of those that kill the messenger. He thought to himself. "Your brother is fine, though he lost some of his memory, maybe even a lot of his memory." Rushing on in hopes of quickly easing the males mind Syn went on. "There was a battle many years back and he was wounded in it. I was near by when it happened and was able to save him. Though after he woke a few days later we figured out that he had some memory loss, though to what extent we weren't sure seeing as none were around that knew him long enough to test it." Syn bit his lower lip slightly as he looked up at the male. "Your other brother didn't make it out of the battle. I w-w-wasn't able to get to him in time." There was a huge sadness in Syn, one that could always be seen when he thought about those he hadn't been able to save in those months during battle. Why couldn't I have been able to save them. They hadn't deserved to die, not even the ones who had tormented me so much when I was younger.
XXXXXKnowing what he had to do he looked up at the male with tears in his eyes and spoke. "I can bring you to your brother, though I am not sure if he will remember you." Syn lowered his gaze once more and shook his head, none had been harder on him in those months then himself. Not even when the mild war ended and he had been whipped and had his wings removed when his father had found out how many men he had lost. And although his wing could regenerate the pain of them doing so had kept him in agony for months afterwards. "I have been taking care of your brother since then, and he has been looking out for me as well. We have become great friends over the many years since that battle." There was still a sadness in his voice but there was also a hint of happiness when he spoke of his friendship to the male's brother.
Bitter Ambrosia hope the post is ok. glad you like him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:59 am
Lyn James Sonheim
Lyn seemed to go limp, his shoulders sagging as he let go of the Prince. Looking at him, he seemed to gather strength again though.
"Take me to him," he said. "I want to see my brother."
Mrs Yachi-san Gah, short! My brain is not working very well right now.
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Bitter Ambrosia Vice Captain
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Mrs Yachi-san
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:12 pm
Syn Ambrosia Draven
XXXXXSyn stood there for a moment, sadness flowing through him as he remembered those months with a detail he wished he didn't have. He even remembered having to use the one 'gift' he hated the most many times in those months. Feeling the male's hands slip from his shoulders Syn glanced up at the male before he gave a slight nod of his head. "As you wish Sir, though I warn you o-once more your brother M-micah might not remember you, or might only remember little about you." Syn turned about once more, his hair a pale blond, causing the red highlights to stand out as well as his horns. His eyes were almost completely white they were such a light shade of blue.
XXXXXWalking towards his home Syn showed the male the way, remaining silent unless the male chose to speak to him. Moments later they reached the wall of the keep and he slipped through a hidden door. Stepping aside he waited for the male to follow before he motioned for him to follow and be quite. It wasn't long before they were at his room, he entered and once the male was inside he closed and locked the door behind them. He stepped to a door that was along one of the side walls and knocked on it, calling out Micah's name. "M-micah, can you come in here please? Lock your door though first." Stepping back Syn moved to his bed and just sat on the edge of it as he lowered his eyes, he still was having a hard time banishing the sights from those months of battle.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:34 pm
Lyn James Sonheim Lyn folloswed the Prince, knowing that in this part of the Kingdom, his safety was nil, and he wanted a chance to visit the King. His feral grin grew slowly, but he quickly banished it as the Prince asked for his brother to come into the room. Looking up expectantly, Lyn saw his brother walk in, closing and locking the door behind him before he turned around. Instantly, his brother became tense, his hand going to his sword, but relaxed with a confused expression on his face when Lyn didn't react. The red coloring to Micah's hair was peppered with silver, and Lyn vividly remembered the silver and ruby scales his brother possessed when in dragon form. With a sigh, Lyn sat down.
"You're right Prince... He doesn't remember me..." he muttered. Contrary to the battle hardened warrior he seemed to be, he sounded broken, and Micah walked over, still cautious.
"Remember you?" he asked. "Why would I remember you?" He felt a little bit guilty about the hurt in the older male's silver eyes.
"You're my brother," was all that Lyn said, and watched as Michah's ruby eyes widened in shock.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:04 pm
Syn Ambrosia Draven
XXXXXSyn sat there on the edge of his bed and watched silently as Micah entered his room and locked the door behind him. He saw Micah's first reaction to seeing Lyn and Syn knew that he had been right, Micah didn't remember him. Slowly standing up Syn walked over to stand between the two brothers. "Micah, please, come sit down and lets try and see if we can't get you to remember a little about this male." Stepping over to where Lyn sat Syn lightly placed his hand on the male's shoulder and gave it a soft squeeze to try and reassure him. He then moved and sat down in a chair close to the male.
XXXXXWaiting for Micah to take a seat Syn looked to the male and spoke gently to him. "My name is Syn by the way, I am not very f-fond of being addressed in such a f-f-formal way." He smiled slightly at the male before looking over to Micah as he took a seat in a chair that was next to Syn. Taking a moment to collect himself syn sat up straight in the chair thinking to himself for a moment. What can I do to help Micah remember that he had a brother, not just one but two? Tilting his head, which caused some of his hair to cover his eyes, he tapped his chin as he thought. Straightening his head out and pushing his hair out of his eyes Syn reached out and placed a hand on each other the two male's hands. One on Lyn's and one on Micah's. He then spoke to them both. "What I am going to try and do right now is find that connection you two had, and if you will allow me Sir, I can get images of your past with your brother from you mind and as you talk to him about your childhood together I can show him the images. Maybe by doing that it will give his mind something to attach to, something to focus on that will enable him to bring out his own memories." He looked from brother to brother. He really hoped this worked, and really hoped that the male would agree to allow him a small sort of connection to his mind.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:16 pm
Lyn James Sonheim
Lyn looked up, a frown accenting his tanned face.
"I am Lyn. And I'm not so sure that's a good idea," he added quietly. Micah gave him a stunned and questioning look.
"But if you want me to remember you as a brother, why don't you think it's a good idea?" he asked. He had felt guilty about hurting the other man for some reason, and wanted to make it right. Lyn gave a bitter smile, his right hand straying up to his temple as he began to speak.
"Something is broken up here," he said. His tone seemed brittle, as if he was afraid of the truth. "I can no longer use my fire... And I am finding that my episodes of sanity are fewer and farther in between... Although they seem long, they aren't really, not when compared to a dragon's view of life..." He sighed, looking down again, then back at the Prince-no, Syn. "Others have tried to heal it before, and nothing has worked. As soon as they enter my mind, their minds break too. Perhaps it'll be different for you though. A demon's mind is already partially broken, though you do have an angel's blood in you as well." His knack for observing things was uncanny, and Micah wasn't sure that he liked that.
"I think it might be worth a try," he said, trailing off. "It's not as if you'll snap when he goes into your mind, right?" He was startled by the bitter laugh that Lyn let out.
"I might." He shrugged. "It's really up to Syn. If he thinks he can do it, then he can take a crack at it."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:42 pm
Syn Ambrosia Draven
XXXXXSyn sat there in silence for a little as he listened to the two brothers talking for a moment before he heard Lyn speaking about why he felt like what Syn had suggested was a bad idea. Syn listened and took everything into consideration before he spoke up. "Who has tried fixing whatever is wrong Lyn? Maybe they didn't have the gifts that I do. Heck, pardon my language, the fact that I am half Angel might make a difference." Hearing the male make a comment about his blood Syn couldn't hide the flinch, a flinch that happened often in this place. He was ridiculed non-stop about his heritage. Shaking away those thoughts though Syn looks back to the brothers before going on. I think I can do this, though I am not sure. The closest I have come to something like this was with Micah. He bit his lower lip slightly before he straightened. "I'm sure I can do this for you. I healed your external wounds from the inside out, why wouldn't I be able to do the same with your mind."
XXXXXI'll do it, for Micah and Lyn, and try and fix him. He thought to himself. "Well then I have made my choice, though I might suggest we move to the bed so that if anything does by chance go wrong there is no way any of us will fall from our chairs." Getting up and moving to his bed Syn sits on it near the edge with his back against the headboard as he waited for Lyn to lay down in the center of his large bed. He was blushing as he waited and then felt ad saw Lyn climb onto his bed and lay down. "Alright Lyn can I have you relax and close your eyes please?" Once Lyn did so Syn placed his hand on Lyn's neck and started the process.
XXXXXClosing his eyes Syn slowly allowed his mind and essence slip from himself and into Lyn. Entering the male's mind Syn was shocked and horrified to see the state the males mind was in. It was like a whirlwind of chaos, non-stop. Sifting through memories, skimming over them, he tried to find ones that had to do with Lyn and Micah together. He didn't touch any memories unless he felt both brother's in it. He had found a few already when he came across one that had to do with them in their dragon forms, but as he focused on it he felt a strange sensation, an anger that he couldn't identify. And as he tried to find the source and calm it he was kicked from Lyn's mind as blood dripped from his nose. "W-w-what? W-w-what just happened?" He didn't even feel the blood dripping from his nose, he didn't even know that he had been in Lyn's mind of only twenty to thirty minutes. As he had gone through the memories it had seemed as if he had been in there for hours.
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