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  • "I know, I know!" Beatrice snapped, throwing the blademaster's hand off her shoulder. "I know I'm not that now... It's just... This is... Stressful... I had suspicions, but..." She shook her head. "Finding the test subject will be a likely waste of time and resources; By all means, go ahead, but don't say I didn't warn you. And if you were the the help that guardian captain found, it's possible the dagger is already destroyed. As for me... I... I'll need a moment. Alone..."
    As she turned to float off, chair and all, she suddenly froze, noticing Yuushio clutching his head, if only for a brief moment. "You may want to get yourself checked by a healer. Nausea and headaches were the first sign of infection, followed by intense rage." With that said, Beatrice departed, entered the first unoccupied room she could find and all but barricaded herself in there.

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    Salamander studied the dragonkin as she played with the kitten on her shoulder, trying to look reluctant about it but unable to hide the smile. That only made the fire spirit grin. Again. It proved what she was planning was possible.
    The first thing on her mental to-do list was to think of a way to have the dragonkin meet in a specific location, preferably the very same inn they were in. She wouldn't be likely to listen to anything Salamander had to say, at least not without an almost excessive amount of suspicion.

    The only thing the fiery spirit could think of that might help was Kiha's apprentice, Kor; He was the closest to her out of everyone she knew, without a doubt. She'd listen to him. So... A note in his handwriting should do the trick. The spirit just needed to wait until his girlfriend finished having her way.

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

  • He continued to wander the halls before finally mentally mapping out the school. He found the room he was assigned to and put one thing inside; A crown-shaped glass bottle of glowing orange liquid. He made his way back out to the courtyard before finding a rock to sit on and staring off into the distance. he held his cane in front of him and kept good posture, but as soon as he had begun to relax, that is when the whisper come back. 'You cannot run from your past... they seek revenge'
    Suddenly, he began to speak out loud, but the mask altered his voice, making it a much deeper and intimidating sounding voice, "I did nothing... you know that. We all do. You want to blame me, you want to weaken me so you may strike me down... I will have none of it. I will resort to..." that's all he had to say. he could hear inside his head a voice frantically calling 'NO! NO! NOT THE BOTTLE! IT IS NOT TIIIIIIME!' He quietly responded with "then keep your mouth shut, hag."
    WHAT HAVE I DONE

  • Yuushio shook his head and walked out. It wasn't Hellfire. That much was certain. He held his head as his vision swam. There were memories.... Foggy. He reached for them, tried to grab them. But just before he could, they slipped away. He sighed and his vision stabilized, his body was normal. He looked forward and walked to his office to sit back and do his daily business.

    Poofers meowed and rolled over against Kiha's neck, exposing his tummy. He always seemed to only allow belly scratches from people he trusted, his master, Sahrah, Kor, and now Kiha. He wiggled his legs in the air, his upside down head looking Kiha in the eyes expectantly.

    Sahrah smiled and embraced Kor, breathing heavily as her tail wriggled around him, her coils loosening somewhat. She made a happy sigh and affectionately licked his ear. "Kor~ You are amazing~" She nuzzled against him, her hand tangling in his hair, gently twirling a lock of it around her finger as she laid with him, smiling and kissing him often. "I love you so much, Kor~ I swear to be eternally by your side~" She cuddled her head against his shoulder and smiled. "And if I see any other woman with eyes for you~" She coiled somewhat tightly, so that he would get the hint. Lamias were highly possessive and loyal creatures, at least to those they admitted their love to. Sahrah loosened her coils and kissed him. "Kor~ Mine forever~" She cooed softly in his ear as she closed her eyes, slowly drifting to sleep as her tail loosened enough to let him out. Poor girl was tuckered out from her loving session. Her head rested on Kor's chest as she breathed slowly, a smile on her face as she dreamed about their possible future.

  • Kor, meanwhile, as the Lamia expressed her love for him, again, had been sporting an expression of one that had seen hell; eyes wide and apparently staring through the ceiling. After what she'd put him through, that look was probably justified. The only sound he'd made was a small squeak as Sahrah squeezed him. He sighed, barely loud enough to be heard, in relief as he was released. Gently, he slid out of Sahrah's coils, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes.

    It was beyond explanation on how he'd somehow managed to go through that without passing out, even if the experience was shorter than expected; he didn't even know how he still had enough energy to even move. Kor glanced towards Sahrah, and after only a second's hesitation, gave her a quick kiss on the lips. If he could go through what occurred earlier for that long, he could kiss her without feeling awkward. Standing, he recollected his clothes and armor, and taking Soul Eater out from under the bed. Abaddon was strangely quiet during that whole exchange between him and Sahrah, normally he'd have made some kind of quip.

    'Oh, don't worry about me, lover boy, I just found something else to entertain me!' Came the demon's voice once Kor's thoughts turned to him, a bit more quiet than usual, despite the fact he was apparently all but shouting with glee. 'Ooh, this is great news for me! Hey, tell me if you see anything weird.' Before the half-demon could ask what he meant, Soul Eater began to glow an ominous red. 'Are you doing this?' Kor asked. 'YES! Oh man, this is great!' 'The hell did you do?!' 'I got bored and decided to experiment, so... This happened. Imagine my surprise when I transferred my soul to the weapon! Ha, one step closer to getting my own body! 'Course, this thing is still connected to you, but still!' Kor thought he saw the eye on the blade make some kind of gleeful expression. 'So you're... Posessing the sword?' 'Sort of. It kinda has it's own soul and everything, but it's so shattered it can hardly even be called a soul; and like with you, I can share, even with that. I, meaning you, will have to set aside a few hours to see what you, meaning we, can do with this thing, though.'

    Sighing, Kor made for the door. As he was about to leave, however, the half-demon looked back to Sahrah. Wait, why did he have to leave, anyway? He didn't have anything particularly important to do. And it was getting fairly late by now. So...

    ...

    Two seconds later, Kor basically collapsed into the bed. His last thoughts before falling asleep were of how livid Sylvia would be if she knew they were taking a room; Not that she could do anything about it with her two... Wait, was she their sister or something? Anyway, there wasn't anything she could do with the brothers making sure she didn't do anything suspicious.

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    "Oh, you're still here?" Said a familiar kitsune; That being Finnian. "Yeah, sorry, you're going to have to leave. We have a lot of work to do here, and while I'm sure none of you would interfere, it's best not to take the chance." Said the kitsune. "Come back tomorrow."

    This was met with multiple nods and shrugs. "Fair enough, was gonna find a pub anyway, have some drinks, start a brawl, all that." Said Izma, grinning at the thought of it. "Oh, and don't worry." Finnian said to Kiha as she, along with Salamander, left the building. "I won't charge for the room those two are taking for the night. Just this once, though!"

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

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  • As night had started to fall, Plauge woke from a cool wind. Realizing he had fallen asleep, he made a rather loud mad dash for his room, banging on his door as he heard the sound of furniture being thrown about and glass breaking before he busted down his door, the crown bottle missing. He remeaned silent for a moment, looking out the window before screaming "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" and dropping to the ground and banging on the floor "YOU LITTLE BRATS! I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD! BEWARE THE DECAY OF YOUR OWN MORALS!"
    WHAT HAVE I DONE

  • Sahrah smiled and coiled around Kor gently. "Kor~"

    Zarak smirked and nodded, yawning. "Yeah, yeah. Tell Kor I still wanna spar." He turned and began walking back towards the academy.

    Aska walked up to Salamander and smiled, bowing and kissing the back of her hand. "Salamander. May the flames of passion burn hot."

  • Claira saw this and went wide eyed, both girls moving away from Ori as this was happening. "Ori, whats wrong, my love? What are you talking abo-" she was cut off when he screamed, trying to go and comfort him, but was held back by Liara. "Sister, no! Stay away from him!"

  • Panting heavily and angrily, he let out another wail, followed by sobs and banging on the ground. "WHO... WHO DID IT?! WHO TOOK MY ONLY LEAD TO THE CURE?! WHO TOOK MY FAMILIES ONLY CHANCE AT LIIIIIIIIIIIFE?!?!" he went quiet, and he could hear whispers... it is your fault that it happened... You left it unattended... SWINE! "YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH! I WAS NOT AWARE THAT THIEVES resided here..."
    WHAT HAVE I DONE

  • Oritigo gasped and his breathing relaxed, though, when he looked at her, his eyes showed they were far older than they appeared. He put an arm around her and pressed the ring that had formed into her hand, a simple band of intertwining brown, blue, red, and green. "Do you know what this ring means?"

  • Claira looked at the band of colors, shaking her head a bit. "N-No...i do not..." she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "What does it mean, Ori? And more importantly, are you alright?"

    Liara, having not sensed Belial's energy anywhere, left the room to go be by herself. She wandered through the nearby gardens, sitting on a bench as she felt a few tears drip down her face. "Belial..." she mumbled, holding her stomach a bit...she never got to tell him that she loved him....that he was going to be a father....

    OOC: PLOT TWIST!!!

  • OOC: Alright, if you all want me to come back with characters, I will. You just need to understand I have much more obligations now than I had then and I wont be able to post 10 times per day. If I am to come back I will reset my characters actions to first reasonable spot (that Fema will try to explain to me or smthng). ONLY if EVERYONE votes me in. I don't wanna be back if someone will be against it the whole time.
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

  • OOC: Death and Stryder are awol on this. I vote yes.

    Ic: Oritigo nods. "Simply wear the ring and call out my true name three times, and we shall be bonded." He folds her into an embrace. "I am still the Oritigo you knew. And I still love you, with all my heart."