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 Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:45 pm
 
No! He wrenched himself away violently from those thoughts. No, he was not evil; he was merely cursed, and he would not be consumed by darkness…! But… but, it would be so much easier, the thoughts crept up on him, to fall into its relieving clutches, to get away from the constant nagging… NO! He growled at himself. He was stronger than this! He had control; he could fight off the darkness. But… he snarled viciously and clamped down on those wavering thoughts. No more! I wilt not yeild! he thought maliciously. His surroundings seem to shimmer and waver back and forth; it was as if the evils of the world were trying to grab him, but he fended them off, and the world became clear again.
For Ringlet, he decided fiercely. For his mate, he had to fight away this curse… but it was slowly consuming him, and he knew that no matter how hard he fought, he would soon end up the way he saw the others that were alike of him; the other Kalona, the other demonic Soquili. He could not take the torture for much longer; Ringlet had been a purfication in her own way, but that didn’t mean… it was… He snapped his eyes shut. No! No, no, NO!! He mustn’t let it reach his mind… his had to get rid of these morbid thoughts… but… but…!
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:59 am
Izusa snorted to herself, looking at the stallion from where she stood, a small distance away from him. He was well built, his wings interestingly seemed to resemble hers, and she wondered how pure his blood was as her eyes fell on the haired tail.
Shaking her wings she looked around, taking in the area before she thought about approaching. She would attack him if need be, defend herself fiercely but her mind wasnt confused enough not to notice the weight of him, his build.
She moved off, towards him in a wide arch, circling around so that she approached his head, tail tendrils trailing behind her, wings folded tightly against her side. If she snuck upon him, he might kick out, and she really hated her own blood to be spilled; others was fine.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 6:12 am
He tensed, body straightening as his wings became taut. Someone was watching him. Opening his eyes, his ears twitched as he looked around, trying discern whoever was eyeing him. How dare they? He held back; no, nothing was wrong. He wasn't being threatened... it was probably just a small critter; prey whom he didn't care about at the moment. Curse... this curse! His fangs glistened slightly as he softly snarled angrily at himself. Why did it continue to call him like this?! He shifted, the markings upon his leg beginning to glow eerily. He winced in pain; it was forthcoming, and soon... but had to fight it off. He must...
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 9:58 am
Izusa moved closer, nose twitching as she sniffed the air whilst she approached him. She stopped several paces from him, head tilted as she regarded him with curiosity, the way he seemed to be almost talking to himself? Maybe he was a little like her..a smile curved on her mouth and her fangs showed a little.
'Hey..' she said shortly, scuffing at the ground with a hoof.
'You Kalona or what?'
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 8:13 pm
He shook his head mentally, hoping that the mental image of him doing so would drive away the evil and its morbid ways. He snapped out of it as he heard a female's voice connect with his ears. He turned, trying not to snarl and hiss at her in agitation. Oh, great. A female Kalona. Of all the luck. "This one is Kalona," he said through gritted teeth. Of all times for him to get company, it turned out to be another Kalona. If he saw another of his kind he'd be done for. Or maybe this female would only help the darkness to consume him and then... and then, he wasn't sure. He would probably wreak so much havoc upon this peaceful world that mayhap he had better seclude himself before it became too much. Not even his newfound mate Ringlet would be able to help him if the evils of the Kalona curse got to him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 9:05 am
Izusa snorted at his affirmation, her head cocked to one side as she looked again at the tail he had.
'Half then..must be with that normal tail,' she moved her own around as she spoke, the tendrils slithering across the ground as though possessed of their own individual life.
'Angry..angry at world? I would be as well if I was half. Not one. Not the other.'
It was a comfort to Izusa that even if not always blessed with perfect sanity, she was pure in blood. She'd not ever seen a Kalona like him, and didnt know that she was being insulting...well didnt really care more to the point.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:41 pm
He narrowed his eyes at the Kalona mare, not trusting her at all. All Kalona kind were known to be extremely cunning, and due to their nature, it was no wonder so many were terrified of them. They ate raw flesh, drained souls of the living... He snarled at her. "Not half. Never half." He closed his eyes, concentrating. He had to be in control of himself. Emotionless. Calculating. "Angry. No, not at the world..." He was being vague; more or less, she didn't care, and he didn't need her to know to allow her to make fun of him. He was a pure Kalona, simple as that, even though he looked like a half-breed. Well, he probably was a half-breed... considering his past. "Cursed," he continued with an embittered tone. "Being consumed." He frowned at the mare. "This one wouldth never be angry at the world... perhaps with my past..." He glared at the pale white, purple decorated female. "...But why dost thy giveth a care? 'Tis obvious thou art merely here to torture me!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 12:19 pm
'As you say,' Izusa spoke with a smirk, her fang teeth showing as she did so.
'You are right, I dont 'care' if you are angry. It's for the good if you are. Kalona should be angry. With other's. With those that arent like us. The soft ones. Without spikes. Without spite.' she looked at him from under hooded eyes, sniffing the air around Windflame.
'Cursed? Yours is the true blood. That is not a curse. Our curse is to dwell near so many that arent like us. And the two-legged ones that mill about..though they fear us so.'
She let out a delicate sigh.
'And then there is the blood. We didnt always like blood so, confused. But now we do. You like the blood?'
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 6:18 pm
He showed no other emotion other than to glare at her as she spoke. He snorted. "Fools art those who do not knowth that all are equal, none to be underestimated," he practically quoted. The quote came from his old teacher, who no longer dwelled among the living. He'd killed him. Guarded, scarlet eyes watched as the purple-designed female seemed to keep watching him with predatorial eyes. If she wanted a fight, he'd fight her... but... He narrowed his eyes. "Humans are the true grotesqueness of the land..." He bit down on his own tongue before he ended up revealing too much about the reason why he kept going on about why he was cursed. "True blood, yes..." he murmured. He twitched an ear. "No, not always," he agreed. "...Yes. This one enjoys the life-giving taste... of blood." He was never one to lie unless he had to... he was sinking further... much further, now.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 12:39 pm
Izusa snorted again.
'You find those that prance under the sun and bleat like day old lambs about the joys of nature equal to you, to me or any of our race? We are Kalona.' she said sternly.
'If there is one thing I ever know for certain it is that.' she wandered a little, opening her wings, stretching the membrane wide before slowly closing them again. She shut her eyes, making a crooning sound and then opened them, turning to face him once more.
'It is so sweet isnt it? You can feel the brush of life leave the body as you devour even the smallest of prey.'
She watched him curiously. Where she found the thought of companionship, of the matters of the heart to be the matter that messed with her mind, he seemed to find the violence a hard thing to admit.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 8:42 pm
He frowned at her, but said nothing to protest against her words. Come to think of it, why did he think that way? His old Clan certainly hadn't taught him about equality; his mother the Goddess Epona certainly hadn't said anything about it. He tried to fall back to why he thought like that, but couldn't find out where or how he had learned about equality among all the races. Perhaps this mare was right... But he still held on. He did not like change, although he could adapt. However, he adapted only to his environment, nothing more; he would not change for anything else other than to get used to his surroundings so that he would have them memorized like the back of his wing.
"Sweet..." he somewhat agreed, eyes glowing as they watched the female suspiciously. "Yet, the best part belongs in the taking of the soul," he added, and then mentally, his inner mind reeled back in horror. Why had he said that? And with such... joy when doing so? He pursed his lips into a tight, emotionless line as he warred with his mind and with his heart... he continued to war with himself. The Kalona he was speaking with spoke with so much sense, it made him wonder why he was doing what he was doing. Were his beliefs so wrong?
But violence only brought upon more violence, and, although such chaos sang within his body joyfully, and although such chaos gave him more power, he'd that many times, these things would only end up that Soquili's downfall. So. He should avoid that, but... but he had Ringlet. He wasn't going to be lonely. So he could let loose, right? His smirked at his current company. "Aye," he finally agreed. "Such like those who dance and prance under the hateful sunlight are truly to be despised, for they art fools to think their world ist so peaceful."
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 7:58 am
'It is a rush, makes the head spin..' she crooned, in a transport of delight at the thought of devouring a soul. It wasnt often she met another that she could talk to so frankly about what most Soquili found a distasteful subject matter.
'Peace can be theirs..when we bring it to them. So their thoughts arent wholly without foundation.' she rustled her wings and then let them fall still. She sniffed the air about him.
'You smell of another..' she said boldly, eyeing him.
'Another like us?' she inquired delicately, curious as to whether there were any that he knew.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 12:09 pm
A grim smirk painted his face as he listened to her, ears straightening, swerving. He was always on the alert... it was a habit he could not get rid of even should he 'settle down'. "Peace can be theirs, when those like us suffer worse?" he asked, his smirk fading into a frown. "I think not. Peace can never be theirs so long as we suffer... but our peace cometh from their torture." A foundation that he, now slowly giving in, was finding truly delightful.
Now, a dark smirk graced his face at her inquiry, and he tilted his head in his typical bow. "Ah, yes. Only two others... my brother, whom I have not seen in so long, and another, whom enjoys physical beauty great. Extremely... greatly." He was talking about Ariston--the only other Kalona he'd met in his entire time in these lands, and his own brother who he had left behind long ago. Since he left, though, he was being hunted... but information like that was not needed.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 12:29 pm
'Death is a peace..for them and us. But its the pleasure for us.'
Izusa moved, walking a little way, the tendrils on her tail dragging along the floor. She turned, looking at him again.
'You have a brother? Family..how nice.' she said, with a wrinkle of her nose.
'I wouldnt know what that is like, I've been alone since I emerged in this place. I was the first that I know of.'
She looked him over again slowly.
'Do you know of any more like us, other then those who you spoke of?' she walked again, moving around him this time. She still wasnt happy about how his tail looked, but he seemed very Kalona. And she liked his love of death.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 12:47 pm
Her words made him smile with fang. Lots of fang, as his eyes glistened at the thought of death. His minuscule pleasure at killing tiny prey such as hares or foxes had been fleeting and swift, and their blood something one would drink quickly, for it was more sour than sweet. Their souls? Hardly worth trying to collect. "Aye, a brother. Older, a twin. He has more darkness than I."
And then he laughed. It hard, cold laugh, but it was a laugh, nonetheless. "Family... nice? You jest! Family is hardly nice." His words were true enough; his Clan, though not the first since the mare before his practically screamed she was the first, purest, true Kalona, were why he left. Their rules, their silly laws... he mentally slammed his mind shut on those memories. "No, this one does not. I know no other than you or these other two this one hath met."
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