darkwings13
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I will follow the wind... wherever it may go.[RS:1]
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Post by darkwings13 on Oct 13, 2012 1:33:34 GMT
When Nightmare confirmed Katrine's death, Talim bowed her head for a moment. "I shall pray for her soul and for all the others that have died so that the wind will guide them onto a new life..."
Another moment of silence went by before the azure knight spoke."...You realize that as long as the dark ones are with you, you will never be truly safe?"
The red haired knight locked eyes with the young priestess before continuing,"...I will give the girl enough of my life force to sustain her for a while...and then I'll set out."
Talim studied him for a moment before a serene expression crossed her face. "I knew that I was right about you, Jan. Though you were made from darkness, you are not evil. I was very happy when I saw how close you were to Katrine and how much you care for Amy." She gestured to his heart. "Do not fear the darkness inside you. Anger, hate, madness... these emotions lies in the hearts of everyone. What you must do, is confront it and control it."
"If I were to lose control like that again, Amy and Pyrrha could...
"It won't." Talim's voice was firm and she looked at him with the utmost trust. "I know you'd rather die than do something to hurt them. You must find the strength to believe in yourself and accept who you are. You are running away, Jan." Talim closed her eyes. "I will help you. If you still insist on leaving, then promise me you'll give me a chance to recover and... call Katrine. I know that you must have things you want to say to her. And she must feel the same... I can call her soul and let you two talk to each other for awhile. And I hope, she'll help you find the light that she, I and the others sees in you."
I take it Sir Francesco has ordered you to the table, too? He won't be pleased to find you dawdling,
Talim smiled and nodded. "Yes, some food would be nice. We haven't eaten in two days..."
When Nightmare left to give Amy some more energy, she gestured to Rock as they headed for the table. With an apologetic smile, she said, "Rock... I must apologize for dragging you into this mess. I'm really sorry and I know that your plans have been ruined now that Soul Edge is our enemy." She bowed her head in shame. "If there's something I can do to make it up to you, please tell me."
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Post by Amy Sorel on Oct 14, 2012 13:14:14 GMT
As Amy was facing Ray with her dress covering her modesty, the young man looked extremely ashamed.
“I know how this looks but you were wounded in the back. I swear though I didn’t see anything or touch you that way. After the battle though you-“
He didn’t see anything… good. Amy felt some relief. With the embarrassed face he had, she believed him… unless he was embarrassed because he saw… Amy felt embarrassed again but she told herself that he didn’t seem to have bad intentions and there was a maid in the room as well. But… the battle? And what after this battle? And she still wondered who he was, so she asked.
"…Who are you? You know me? … Ungh…"
The young man seemed suddenly surprised.
"A-Amy? Don’t you recognize me? It’s Ray, RayLeonardo, I’m traveling with you.”
RayLeonardo… She tried to remember but this name didn’t remind her anything… Amy stared at him for a while, trying to remember him or those travels they would have done… But nothing came back to her… Ray continued speaking to to try to reassure her.
“It’s okay, Im your friend. We have other friends who are with us, they’ll help you. Oh a-a-and don’t worry, it’s a young girl so its okay. I just wanted to make sure you could wait until she rested a little.”
He really seemed embarrassed over the awkward situation and really didn’t seem to know what to say. Even though she was also very embarrassed, still wondering if he saw something or not, Amy told him, trying to get this behind them:
“I understand. I am wounded. But… what battle?”
As she was wondering, Ray told the maid :
“I’m going to step outside really quick, could you finish the bandages, make sure to cover her torso. Her dress is full of blood so it will need to be washed.”
Gazing at her dress, Amy widened her eyes as she suddenly noticed the amount of blood on it. Indeed it was full of blood… What happened? Since the one claiming to be her friend fled from the room, she asked the maid what happened but the woman was quite clueless.
“Your friend must know better. He’ll be back, don’t worry.”
After she finished, the maid went outside to search for Ray who entered again and told Amy:
“Alright…I hope you feel better soon. You’ll be taken care of, I’m sure you’ll remember everything soon.”
Amy didn’t really feel reassured since she still wondered what happened and gazed questionningly at Ray. But he gently pushed her back on the bed and smiled to her.
“You’ll be alright, okay?”
He then turned his back and went toward the door again.
“Wait… What happened to me?”
But the young man didn’t seem to hear her, she didn't speak loudly enough and he went outside the room with the maid. He truly seemed ashamed of the situation they were in. Maybe too embarrassed to be fully innocent in thoughts but maybe he really was and just didn’t know how to act. He did take care of her… So it was better to put this behind. Beside she was too tired to think about this.
“Goody-bye, young maiden.”
She didn’t have all the answers she wanted but at least it seemed she was in a good place and had many friends… It sounded strange, she had the feeling having many friends wasn’t her kind of life, but whatever. Maybe it was. But suddenly some very recent memories came back : Didn’t she have a little sister to take care of? She wasn’t sure… but she thought she remembered a little girl clinging to her in fear… Her little blond head buried in her dress… She had the feeling it was her sister… Amy suddenly felt some worries. Where was she? Was her little sister alright? What was her little sister's name? Was it really her little sister? What was her own name again? The young man RayLeonardo called her young maiden in the end and that was all she remembered. He called her by her name sooner yet she didn’t remember… She wanted to get out of the bed to go find her possible sister but Amy was too tired and wounded to move or even clearly think and quickly lost consciousness as she closed her eyes.
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Post by blueharbinger on Oct 14, 2012 18:32:45 GMT
The azure knight made his way to second floor of the luxurious manor, pondering the words of the priestess all the while. In truth, the red haired man didn't believe he was as strong as Talim thought he was.
"How easy it would be...to just give in to the darkness." Nightmare thought to himself as one of the hired help approached him.
"Sir, is there something I can help you with?" the young maid offered with a small smile.
"The young girl...where is she?" the red eyed knight replied, coming to a stop in front of the young woman.
"Oh! She is in the guest room down the hall. Last door on the left." said the maid followed by a small bow.
Nightmare bowed slightly and continued down the dimly lit corridor filled with extravagant paintings and other assorted sundries until he'd finally reached his destination.
The knight opened the door and stepped inside the moonlit room.
"...You don't appear to be hurting, little princess." Nightmare spoke as he sat down at the edge of the bed while the youngest of the group appeared to be sleeping soundly. Gently placing his hand on Pyrrha's forehead, the azure knight closed his eyes and sighed.
"The others will protect you and return you to your family..." The crimson energy began to funnel into the young girl, giving the duo an otherworldly glow as the red aura licked at the walls of the guest room. After a few moments of silence, the crimson light died down until the moonlight dominated the darkened room once more.
"...Farewell...little one..." Nightmare spoke his final goodbye to Pyyrha and silently made his way out of the guestroom, gently closing the door behind him.
The red haired youth began to recall the fist time he'd said goodbye to the little girl and Amy. What stopped him from leaving that time? Why was it not present now? Suddenly, a great pain shot from Nightmare's abdomen and ran up to his face!
"Ngn!" the azure knight gritted his teeth and clutched painfully at his head. The pain was unbearable, forcing the youth to his knees as his visage cracked like a porcelain doll that had been dropped to the floor.
A few moments passed and the pain slowly died as the knight made his way back to his feet.
"...So...it would appear that I'm living on borrowed time..." Nightmare mused to himself, his long red bangs covered his now cracked visage as he stood alone in the dim hallway.
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RayLeonardo
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A broken spear, for a broken mind.[RS:1]
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Post by RayLeonardo on Oct 16, 2012 5:49:46 GMT
The young boy curled up in the bed, hid under the sheets. Embracing his pillow as he lied his head on it. He felt alone and unwanted...but it wasn't the first time he felt this way. Being a royal bastard child marked him as a outcast from the family. He wanted to be able to prove himself...he tried to court the women of other royal families, trying to show his worth and good nature. However he was inadequate in his skill and confidence; even if he was the greatest of the family...to everyone else he was just a bastard either way. Not just a sense of devotion for worth arose from the spear-mans heart...where there is light there is shadow. He despised the nobles, how they held there noses high, how they addressed him and his mother, and their arrogance toward everyone less fortunate. However his hatred was actually more specific, and gave rise to dark thoughts and fantasies of the noble women who emasculated him.
"Why am I thinking about this now? I-I can't...they're just thoughts. Thoughts of a pain I felt a long time ago. I swore chivalry upon that spear, my hatred is just a thing of the past now."
RayLeonardo closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
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"Ray...."
"Huh?"
The boy awoke in a foggy place, it was the steam from the warm hotspring he found himself in. He wasnt clothed either, and he couldnt see where the voice was from.
"Who's there?"
"Ray..."
He looked next to him and saw what appeared to be Talim, she was in the water with him, but she seemed to be, to RayLeonardo's shock, as bare as he was.
"T-TALIM!?"
"Oh Ray....Don't you want to be one with me? We can be like the wind...."
She closed in on him until she held his arm, and wrapped him in a erotic embrace. The young man felt indescribable sensations, both unnerving and lecherous.
"We can both be one like the wind..."
"T-Talim? What are you....?"
Before he could continue... he heard another voice.
"Hello little boy..."
He turned in front to see a familiar woman wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Gerhilde!?"
He looked at her and took a quick glance of Talim...but she wasn't there.
"What's going on?"
Gerhilde put her index fingers over his lip, to silence him and then caressed RayLeonardo's cheek.
"Aren't you going to have your way with me? Like you were going to do when we fought...when you pinned me down?"
"I-wasnt going to Gerhilde, I swear I-"
"Shhh...."
She embraced him, her bare chest against his. RayLeonardo was unsure of what he was feeling, but he knew it was uncontrollable.
"Gerhilde...I dont understand..."
"Monsieur Ray...." A small less mautre voice replaced the one before.
"What?"
He pulled the woman away to see it was instead Amy...in the same state as the other two women.
"Amy!?"
"Monsieur Ray...What were you trying to do to me?"
"Amy, No! I just was trying to.."
"I saw the way you looked at me...do you want me for yourself, Ray?"
"Amy I was just..."
"One with me Ray?"
He heard Talim's voice again and looked to the side. She wasnt there, he looked back and neither was Amy.
"Have your way with me, boy?"
"Where are-?"
"Want me for yourself?"
The voices repeated over and over again until one last voice was heard.
"My little Ray-Ray..."
"Claire?"
Claire's beautiful figure rose from the waters like the birth of a goddess.
"Claire...are you really there?"
She looked at him, then smiled.
"Of course..."
"You're...real?"
She instantly caught fire. The smile of Claire's soon became blacken, her eyes and mouth began to leak blood fast. The full color of her eyes was now white as death.
"As real as this."
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!"
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RayLeonardo woke with the scream, his heart was thumping so hard it felt like it was going to shoot out of his chest.
The shame and subtle pain from what he saw and experienced, was unbearable. A feeling of unexplainable dread came over him... the same from before when he saw the figure in his nightmare. He didn't understand what was going on...but he did know that his time with the group, considering the situation, had to come to a close.
"I have to leave immediately."
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Post by Ashlotte Maedel on Oct 16, 2012 5:59:18 GMT
The azure knight made his way to second floor of the luxurious manor, pondering the words of the priestess all the while. In truth, the red haired man didn't believe he was as strong as Talim thought he was. " How easy it would be...to just give in to the darkness." Nightmare thought to himself as one of the hired help approached him. " Sir, is there something I can help you with?" the young maid offered with a small smile. " The young girl...where is she?" the red eyed knight replied, coming to a stop in front of the young woman. " Oh! She is in the guest room down the hall. Last door on the left." said the maid followed by a courtesy. Nightmare bowed slightly and continued down the dimly lit corridor filled with extravagant paintings and other assorted sundries until he'd finally reached his destination. The knight opened the door and stepped inside the moonlit room. " ...You don't appear to be hurting, little princess." Nightmare spoke as he sat down at the edge of the bed while the youngest of the group appeared to be sleeping soundly. Gently placing his hand on Pyrrha's forehead, the azure knight closed his eyes and sighed. " The others will protect you and return you to your family..." The crimson energy began to funnel into the young girl, giving the duo an otherworldly glow as the red aura licked at the walls of the guest room. After a few moments of silence, the crimson light died down until the moonlight dominated the darkened room once more. " ...Farewell...little one..." Nightmare spoke his final goodbye to Pyyrha and silently made his way out of the guestroom, gently closing the door behind him. The red haired youth began to recall the fist time he'd said goodbye to the little girl and Amy. What stopped him from leaving that time? Why was it not present now? Suddenly, a great pain shot from Nightmare's abdomen and ran up to his face! " Ngn!" the azure knight gritted his teeth and clutched painfully at his head. The pain was unbearable, forcing the youth to his knees as his visage cracked like a porcelain doll that had been dropped to the floor. A few moments passed and the pain slowly died as the knight made his way back to his feet. " ...So...it would appear that I'm living on borrowed time..." Nightmare mused to himself, his long red bangs covered his now cracked visage as he stood alone in the dim hallway. Fire.
Everything was ablaze.
Pyrrha didn't know how long it had been since she'd fallen into this crack between a nightmare and oblivion, but it felt like an eternity. Since the flight from the castle, the girl had retreated into her own mind for safety from the terror of Soul Edge's wrath at losing her, but had become trapped there, besieged by fear and hallucinations. Though she gave the appearance of troubled sleep, from Pyrrha's perspective she had spent the last few days fighting for her life, struggling to escape one nightmarish vision after another.
Sometimes she had visions of a life with her mother; distant, hazy memories shaped into a reality around her. She remembered her mother clearly, and a father and...brother...skirted vaguely around the edges of these visions, without names or faces but certainly there.
This troubled Pyrrha. She had a sister, not a brother...didn't she?
It mattered little; after a short time, the vision began to collapse. She saw blood begin to pour from the walls, watching her family dissolve in it; watching her mother smiling sadly at her as she vanished, leaving Pyrrha alone and covered in gore.
Sometimes she had visions of someone she didn't recognize; a warrior in crimson armor, bearing a short sword and a shield that seemed to be both flesh and metal, a terrible eye rolling in each. The apparition in these visions had a terrible claw for a hand, and shrieked with laughter as it cut people to shreds before catching sight of Pyrrha.
She ran from it, as fast as her little legs could carry her, but the figure caught her, held her down, laughing still, and drew back its viscera-soaked mask to show Pyrrha her own face underneath.
"You belong to me." It would whisper, and Pyrrha would end the vision being devoured by her mirror image.
There were nightmares upon nightmares, but no waking to separate them; Pyrrha fled from one terror into another, seeking to escape but finding no passage.
She could feel Soul Edge's wrathful eye gazing upon her from afar, and in her very soul, Pyrrha was burning, her eyes releasing scalding tears.
"Amy...Mother...Tira..." She whimpered, sinking to her knees.
"Someone...anyone...help..."
...You don't appear to be hurting, little princess.
Pyrrha jerked to attention as she heard it again; someone whispering to her from outside her nightmares. It had to be coming from the real world, but where?!
The others will protect you and return you to your family...
It was Nightmare. The sad one, not the angry one...the friend. Her friend.
Pyrrha felt the burning recede; finally, a real sensation of touch bled through to the surreal corner of her mind she had been trapped in, and Pyrrha struggled to surface as strength finally buoyed her towards her proper senses.
...Farewell...little one...
The words were like a whip-crack, propelling Pyrrha out of her dreams and delusions towards the waking world. Something was wrong. She could hear the sorrow and the finality in Nightmare's voice, and it scared her. She wanted to do something to help. She didn't want to be isolated from what was happening outside her head any longer!Mere moments after Nightmare had closed the door, Pyrrha gasped; the first true, deep breath she'd taken since the escape. The girl jerked upright in her bed, eyes snapping open, searching frantically as she regained her senses all at once. Perhaps it was best that Pyrrha was alone and not in a position to look in the mirror as she reawakened; for a long moment, she saw the world through a terrifying red haze, and any that looked upon Pyrrha would have seen her eyes burning a terrible red, like one possessed directly by Soul Edge. The glow passed quickly, however, and Pyrrha was again the girl that had been spirited away from Tira and her master without truly understanding their situation. Her darting eyes quickly clarified Nightmare was no longer there, and she did not recognize her surroundings or see anyone she knew in this room; these things frightened Pyrrha, and she slipped out of her bed quietly, her balance shaky after such a long rest but holding her up. Living with Tira had given the young Pyrrha a good understanding of entering and exiting quietly, and the door barely made any noise as she opened it, moving silently out into the hallway. Not far away, she saw she was not too late; Nightmare was standing in the hall, murmuring something too low for Pyrrha to hear. Despite her usual shyness, Pyrrha had accepted that Nightmare would not hurt her from their brief encounter before her long, terrifying "sleep", and now the girl approached him without fear. She didn't say a word, just looking up at the tall young man and reaching out to touch his hand gently.
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darkwings13
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I will follow the wind... wherever it may go.[RS:1]
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Post by darkwings13 on Oct 17, 2012 3:36:06 GMT
'You've nothing to apologize for, Talim. You needed help and I happened to be passing at that particular time. What was I to do, ignore you?'
Talim gave him a wane smile. "And I am forever grateful to you for aiding me, even though I was nothing more than a strange young girl you've just met."
'I have a... a son, Bangoo... around your age. The reason I was searching for Soul Edge was... was to prove that I could be a better father - but also to find my parents. I lost them when I was young. The pirate Cervantes de León attacked our ship, and the ship held Soul Edge. He escaped with the sword and I have not seen my parents since... who knows whether or not they live? That was when I met Bangoo, on the shores of the New World. Since then he has begun a journey back there, but I am worried for him. What if he is attacked, like last time?'
Talim tilted her head in curiosity. "Your son was attacked before?" But Rock didn't answer her question; instead, he seemed to decide on something else.
'I need that sword. I have to find Bangoo, my parents... and get revenge upon Cervantes. He is the one who caused all this.'
Talim was startled by Rock's words. "No, you can't possibly think that." Greatly saddened, Talim put a gentle hand on Rock's. "Answer me this. What good will vengeance be if you must give up your soul to Soul Edge? That sword will only take advantage of you. It will not help you... Your parents and your son will be devastated if they knew." Her brown eyes grew downcast. "You a strong man Rock. You can rely on your own strength to make your wishes come true." Remembering something important, she added, "Soul Edge considers us an enemy now. It might..."
Rock seemed to know her thoughts as he said, 'But then, Soul Edge is after children... what will become of my son...?'[/size]
"He is possibly in danger." Talim put a hand to her aching head. There was so much to do and trouble was brewing all around them. She couldn't handle it all... She was beyond exhausted and the responsibilities were crushing for a girl her age.
"Darling! You look terrible!" Francesco entered the room and he wagged his finger at her. "That's it, off to bed right now sweetheart. You guys can talk more in the morning after you've rested up. Your bedroom is the third door on the right upstairs. A hot bath and clothes are prepared for you." He added to Rock, "My good man, if you're tired, your room is the fifth on the right. My maids and servantes are happy to assist with whatever you need."
Talim nodded and stood up. With an apologetic expression, she said to Rock, "I'm sorry, we'll talk about this alittle more Rock. I know you're worried about your son... I... I'm sorry." Hugging her bird, she swept upstairs.
Reaching the room, Talim closed the door and leaned against it tiredly. She placed her bird gently on the bed before heading behind the oriental dressing screen. Stripping off her clothes, she put on the thin silk nightgown that bared her shoulders and decorated with some fancy stitching on the right side of the waist. Before she got into bed, she paused for a moment. She was tired. Extremely tired... But as always, she had to put her duties before her own needs.
Walking over to the window, she opened it and let the night breeze come in. Closing her eyes, she clasped her hands together and began to pray for the souls of those who died. She also prayed for Gerhilde's safe return, Nightmare's worries, Amy's wounds, Pyrrha's well-being, Ray's injuries, Rock's son, and for her bird. Not once, did she think about herself as she prayed.
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Post by Amy Sorel on Oct 20, 2012 17:07:25 GMT
Amy was still unconscious in her bed. With what Soul Edge did to her when it grabbed her and almost strangled her, some energy passed in her and many changes were occuring in her body.
Even more of her hair turned white and her traits were getting older, more mature and her body as well. Though not apparent already, she was slowly beginning to look like a seventeen years old like she really was. Like she should have looked like if Soul Edge had not stopped her normal aging. Her vampire fangs were also slowly regressing to normal teeth.
But under her eyelids, her eyes were still red. They still had that Soul Edge energy that had began to allow her to have visions of the future. Now her dreams were full of things she could not undertand, all futur sightings that she could not comprehend. People she didn't know and events she was unaware of as well.
In some dream, she remembered Pyrrha, her little sister, but the little girl turned into a monster suddenly with some kind of deformed arm and Amy realized how the little girl could be dangerous one day. Some blond woman dressed in antique Greek style was down on her knees, crying near her...
Then her dreams changed to some blue armored man confronting a blond man richly dressed. Did she know them? She had the feeling she did... But probably not... She only saw them as the other visions that followed and in her dreams, she didn't ask herself too much questions. She saw some black and white haired guy... Some other people... She didn't know who they were and she didn't really care... Then a glowing orb appeared before her. What was that? All this was so confusing... No need to try to understand...
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Post by blueharbinger on Oct 20, 2012 18:49:21 GMT
Silence fell on the azure knight as he stared up at the ceiling of the dimly lit hallway, the flames of the few lit candles providing little light. Suddenly, Nightmare felt something touch his hand. It didn't feel threatening but rather, a gentle caress. The caress of a child.
"Hm?" the knight turned to see the young girl, her blue eyes staring innocently up at him.
"...Pyyrha..." his words were accompanied by a small smile which vanished as quickly as it had come.
Nightmare gently took the blond girl's hand and went to one knee, his face hidden by his crimson mane. The red haired youth was rather impressed by Pyyrha's ability for stealth. He hadn't even sensed her presence until after the young girl had touched his hand.
"...I am...glad you are with us again..." the knight had said, one crimson orb gazing at the usually shy natured girl. Perhaps she trusted him now...only time would tell.
"...I gave you half of my life force to sustain you until Talim can purge the dark aura from you." After a moment, Nightmare, out of concern for the young one, added,"...How are you feeling, little princess?"
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RayLeonardo
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Post by RayLeonardo on Oct 20, 2012 20:50:54 GMT
RayLeonardo patched up his wounds as best he could, he wanted to leave soon though to avoid the others.
"I should leave them a note at least. Its bad enough leaving on such short notice but I should at least tell them something."
He looked for a desk and a pen with something to write on. Thankfully there was some near good lighting.
"Perfect."
He took the pen and dipped it in the ink and started his farewell.
"My friends,
I'm sorry for leaving you without a word and so suddenly. However, there is unfinished I must attend to that is of the utmost importance. I am heading to Egypt to finish what I started, I hope you understand. Amy, I hope you fell better. Talim, take care of yourself, okay. If you ever find Gerhilde...please tell her I'm deeply sorry. I don't know if we'll meet again...no Im sure we will as long as we continue to look for the swords. Farewell everyone.
With Love, I too RayLeonardo
When he finished the letter, he slipped it under the door, hoping they might come across it.He picked up his spear and some of the bandages, and dropped out the window carefully. He sprinted away, trying to make sure no one saw him leave.
"I have to head to Rome, to find a way to get across the Mediterranean Sea. Then onward to Cairo."
(Left to ROME, ITALY)
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Post by Ashlotte Maedel on Oct 20, 2012 21:32:04 GMT
Silence fell on the azure knight as he stared up at the ceiling of the dimly lit hallway, the flames of the few lit candles providing little light. Suddenly, Nightmare felt something touch his hand. It didn't feel threatening but rather, a gentle caress. The caress of a child. " Hm?" the knight turned to see the young girl, her blue eyes staring innocently up at him. " ...Pyyrha..." his words were accompanied by a small smile which vanished as quickly as it had come. Nightmare gently took the blond girl's hand and went to one knee, his face hidden by his crimson mane. The red haired youth was rather impressed by Pyyrha's ability for stealth. He hadn't even sensed her presence until after the young girl had touched his hand. " ...I am...glad you are with us again..." the knight had said, one crimson orb gazing at the usually shy natured girl. Perhaps she trusted him now...only time would tell. " ...I gave you half of my life force to sustain you until Talim can purge the dark aura from you." After a moment, Nightmare, out of concern for the young one, added," ...How are you feeling, little princess?" Pyrrha was quiet as the red-haired knight gave her a very brief smile before sinking down to one knee, putting them much closer in height. "...Pyrrha...I am...glad you are with us again..." Nightmare said, gazing at her. Pyrrha was unfamiliar with a look of concern in another's eye, but her brief time with Amy had at least allowed her to identify it by now. Pyrrha swallowed drily, nodding. "...You woke me up." She murmured, her gaze skittering away from eye contact after a few seconds to the safety of the floor. "I was having a bad dream until you spoke..." "...I gave you half of my life force to sustain you until Talim can purge the dark aura from you." Nightmare explained, and Pyrrha frowned again, wishing she understood what this "dark aura" was that troubled her new companions so much. If it had something to do with why she got sick, Tira would have told her about it, wouldn't she? "...How are you feeling, little princess?" Nightmare added, seeming to notice Pyrrha did not look relieved by what he'd said. Pyrrha pressed her lips into a thin line, hugging herself as she tried to articulate an honest answer to the knight's question. "...Warm." She murmured after a little while, looking up at Nightmare's eyes again. "I feel heat inside...here..." She ran a finger along her veins, "...here..." her finger traced its path to her heart, and started to rise until Pyrrha was pointing at her eyes. "...and here. I can feel fire behind my eyes." Pyrrha bit her lip, wondering if that had been the wrong thing to say. "...Is it bad that I feel that? Is it better than feeling sick?" She asked timidly.
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darkwings13
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Post by darkwings13 on Oct 21, 2012 3:45:32 GMT
Talim opened her eyes and walked over to the balcony slowly. She leaned over and her eyes widened in surprise when she saw Ray sneaking away. Before she could call out, the wind rustled her hair and white night gown and she stopped. After a few seconds, she whispered, "I see. He must fight this battle by himself. But..." Talim prayed softly, "I hope nothing happens to him."
Walking back inside, she closed the windows and sat down the queen size pale green bed. The light white canopy floated down as she released the ropes and pulled the covers up to her chin. She gave her bird a sad smile as she hugged it like a small plush toy and stroked its head. "Alun..." A tear trickled down her cheek.
Her bird was more than a pet. It was her first friend and it had stayed with her these last years, keeping her company and staying with her no matter how hard it got. Closing her eyes, she hoped that tomorrow would be a better day.
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Post by Dark Vampire of Night on Oct 21, 2012 5:56:05 GMT
The spectral girl notices how her vampiric friend is blushing. Did he still love her all those years ago? She never knew a love could hold on that long. It was a nice sight to see for her and Michael.
"Its okay Michael. You really grew. Your still taller then me. But..." The girl looks at Michael's rapier and claw like gloves. "The weapons are so.. Deadly. Do you still want a lover?"
Michael notices his weapons. He made the rapier and claws himself with pride. Was this still the same Jovanna he knew? Or is there hatred in her soul?
"You don't understand. I have to keep myself away from the people of society. But time will tell if I am ready for a woman Jovanna."
Jovanna looks at Michael's red eyes. Eyebags over his eyes due to the weary feeling he had conquered all those years ago.
"Rest Michael." The girl taps Michael's forehead and the vampire slumps into a sleep state. Unknown that she wanted him to feel better that she doesn't have to suffer anymore.
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Post by Amy Sorel on Oct 23, 2012 21:37:01 GMT
Amy dreamed for a while of this strange glowing orb and when she woke up, she had the feeling this thing would help her remember who she was and what happened. This orb was the solution to her questions. This orb was near…
Somehow with the changes Soul Edge was doing to her body, she felt better, her wound was less painful and she was able to get up. When the maid had put her bandages, she had dressed Amy with a beautiful white nightgown with many frills. So her long now uncurled and completely white hair falling on her back and still dressed in that nightgown since she didn’t see any clothes near, not knowing her clothes went to get washed, she went outside her bedroom as everybody was sleeping and wondered were she was. Was she somewhere friendly? When she woke up, she still didn’t have a clue. She didn’t remember how she came here. Probably some friendly place… but was the place a house or a hotel? If she knocked at some door, would it be someone she would know or a stranger?
Standing in front of one door, she wondered about it for a while until she decided not to knock. She didn’t dare bother anyone or meet anyone… and explain to them she was crazy and didn’t remember anything. They could take advantage of this.
Beside, she was only going outside where she felt this strange orb was… If she had friends here, she would not go very far… Walking down the stairs, she quietly walked to the front door and opened it. Once outside, she gazed at the shining stars and thought the moon was beautiful tonight. But she had things to do. The orb was… somewhere.
Following her intuition, she walked outside of the property and into the streets. The orb was not far… Eager to see this magical artefact she felt so close to, Amy began to walk faster among the streets of Venice and into the night.
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Post by blueharbinger on Oct 24, 2012 0:57:36 GMT
As Pyrrha traced a line from her arm, to her heart, and finally to her eyes, Nightmare realized what she was trying to relay to him.
"...I see..." the knight said with a solemn tone.
All this time he'd believed himself to be helping the poor girl, when in fact, he was speeding her toward the very damnation he so desperately wanted to escape.
"It would appear...the priestess was indeed wrong about me." Nightmare slightly raised his right hand, regretfully peering down at it.
"...I understand now..." the young man spoke as his eyes began to burn and his hand corrupted itself into the grotesque demonic-like claw.
"...Despite my best intentions, I live only to destroy... Farewell, Pyrrha. Should you be lucky, we'll not meet again..." and with those words, Nightmare turned on his heel and silently walked away from the the small girl.
"How could I have been so blind?" the azure knight thought to himself. How could he have tried to live among humans when he was anything but? He was indeed, a monster. The perfect devil. It was now time for time for the azure knight to accept what lied within him. Darkness. The true darkness. AS Nightmare made his way out of the large mansion and into the courtyard, he looked up at the moon in the vast night sky.
"Time to return to where I belong..."
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darkwings13
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I will follow the wind... wherever it may go.[RS:1]
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Post by darkwings13 on Oct 24, 2012 2:39:14 GMT
Walking down the bright streets of Venice, Zwei strolled through the crowds with casual grace that was reminiscent of a powerful but silent wolf. In his hand, he held a freshly cooked shish kebab stick and he hungrily ate some more of it as he wandered the magnificent city. Thanks to Ein, he was able to skip about 100 miles by using the portal of Astral Chaos. He had a feeling Talim wouldn't be happy if she knew but hey, an easy way out was an easy way out.
It was getting rather late and since Ein was being disobedient and is goofing off, he wasn't able to find Talim. With a sigh, he tapped on his chin as he leaned against the wall of a building. Before he could decide on what to do, a young girl pulled on his ripped purple vest. He looked down and asked, "Something wrong?"
"Do... do you want to buy a flower mister?" asked the timid young girl.
He gave her an embarrassed grin. "Well... not really."
"You could give it to your girlfriend," pestered the child, hoping to convince him to buy the proffered rose. "Please, my mom is sick and we really need the money..."
Zwei sighed and his eyes noted the thin and dirty dress she was wearing. Reaching into his back pouch, he drew out more than enough coins to buy her whole basket. Taking the whole thing out of her hand, he smiled. "Go home and buy the medicine you need then."
He watched as the girl squealed in delight and hugged him before running off. Holding the basket of flowers up, he shook his head in amusement before walking off. As he finished his shish kebab, he threw away the stick before offering free flowers to the women passing him by and at the same time, asking them if they've seen a green hair girl.
"Hey, have you see a girl about this tall with green hair? No? It's ok, here have a flower. Excuse me, have you seen someone with green hair and a white bird? No? Thanks anyway, have a flower miss."
As Zwei walked on, he left behind a trail of females holding onto a variety of beautiful flowers and they gazed at him with adoring eyes, unaware that he was younger than he looked.[avatar]http://oi48.tinypic.com/34pfl1h.jpg[/avatar]
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