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Apr 25, 2017 12:06PM
Kaeden sighed, looking around. "This is a nice spot. What do you think?" He smirked. The clearing was huge, with plenty of space to hang out.
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He smiled and sat down. "We haven't hung out in a really long time honestly. I thought it would be nice to hang out for a while."
He frowned, feeling the soul of a nearby human.... but it was different and extremely powerful. He went on edge. "Excalibur.... How..." He looked at Cassy and smiled at her. "I gotta do something... I am sorry." He held his hand out, Trapping her in a cage of dark magic. He held out his hands, and the whole field's plant life turned to ash and died. "I have waited too long to absorb the power of the holy sword...."
He looked back at her. "Sorry Cassy... this is the last time." He smiled, but it faded into a snarl when he heard her refer to him as a demon. "I Am no mere demon. I Am a prince of Hell.... I am a Devil." His eyes when from a clear blue to a deep purple. Ragnarok Formed in his hand as the normal, enormous 8-foot blade.
He smiled. "Poor little Miloh. I heard you killed him." He smirked. "Pesky little demon he is... probably put up little fight. Though I did hear you fought Dante... but didn't beat him... Must have been fun." He grinned through his snarl. His form changed, different from his shadow form. It looked like a Black knight.https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/...
He smiled. "Ragnarok versus Excalibur.... This was destined." He smiled, holding the sword with two hands, something he rarely did. He was serious this fight... and wouldn't be taken easily.
He jumped over the light then smiled, appearing behind her, using her shadow as a backdoor. When he appeared he was already in mid-swing. "But the power of that sword will be mine."
He growled, but he knew the armor would keep the magic away from him. "We will see about that." He smiled when she touched his armor, sapping her as much as he could with the small contact. "It isn't very smart to touch me you know... it could leave you tired." He broke the bonds and smiled.
He smiled, bringing his sword up to block it, returning with a kick to the chest. "You are slow you know that?" He laughed.
Kaeden vanished, hiding in her shadow until the lightning was gone. "I am not stupid enough to let that hit me." He jumped from her shadow, slamming a darkspear into the ground, having it explode, sending them both flying away. Though the dark magic did virtually nothing to Kaeden
He groaned and shot it with a quick blast of dark energy. "You are so annoying. Shut up and die." He drained more of the life out of the area, putting a dark shield around him, prepping his attack.
He growled angrily. "Don't. Touch. Her." He went on all fours, ragnarok splitting into three daggers. The mask of his armor vanished and he put a dagger in his mouth. "I will kill you."
Kaeden growled, taking every hit as he charged her. Though the attacks were pretty dampered down by his armor, they still stung. He lunged at her, attacking with the dagers in his hands.
He smirked, dodging her kick, and cutting her with the dagger in his mouth. He released the magic he had been charging and smirked, stabbing her should and backing off. The ball of dark magic exploded, with a force of 100 of his spears.
Kaeden smirked, forcing the wound to heal. He had lost touch with his sanity, reverting to his normal human form. "You touched her." He seemed to vanash, but appeared at her, sword digging into her throat. It wasn't deep, but enough to be dangerous. He drew his hand back, thrusting it into and through her stomach. "I want to watch you suffer."
He smiled, the body disintegrated. A new had ran through her chest, followed by the giant sword through her stomach. "I don't think you realize what you are dealing with." He opened his mouth, biting her throat and squeezing it harshly.
The body disintegrated. The sword stayed though. It was wretched out by a shadow. Looked at her and tilted it's head, screaming at her with a blood curdling high pitched growl. This was Kayden's true form. It plunged the sword into her again, then grabbed her face, attempting to crush it in her hand.
It stopped and looked at her. Kaeden was back in control. He formed by Cassy and sighed. He vanished, appearing a good 500 yards away by the edge of the clearing. "Are you alright Cassy?"
He sighed and sat down. "That wasn't me... that was the old me.... I am sorry Cassy." He sighed. "Please... just.... let's get out of he-" He coughed, blood running down his chin. "Ow."
He looked from her to the other one and sighed. "You really have a way with words you know that?" He smirked. "Whatever then. Sorry you had to see that me after so long."
He shook his head. "I am done... I don't know what happened." He flinched when she threw grass at him. "Please don't be mad."
He put his head down. "Yeah.... I wasn't prepared to find that sword ever in my lifetime.... it took me by surprise." He sighed. "I am sorry Cassy."
He sighed. "It's my nature, Cassy.... It is hard to push away what you were meant to do..." He sighed. "And I love you more than power. I stopped because I was worried you were hurt."
He sighed. and looked over to him. He fealt sick, feeling the energy, craving it. He looked away. "I hate that I was made this way. The perfect sepent... the Devourer." He scoffed.
He kissed back. "I love you to Cassy." He sighed. "What do you want to do? We could run away."
He smiled then looked at his sword. He smiled and drove it into the ground. It sealed, then melted into the ground. A black orb embedded itself in his chest. He looked over to Cassy. "We can now that I have my soul.... Let's go."
He smiled. "Maybe some town, filled with mortal. We can blend in, and I cn forget about this life. I don't have ragnarok. My demonic powers are frozen. I am pretty much a human, with an incredible talent for dark magic."
He smiled. "Thats sounds perfect." He kissed her gently.((Gtg))
"I suppose we could. Thugh I don't really know how to swim... I mean I can doggie paddle."
"Alright." He laughed and then looked around. "Why don't we go know. I am sure we should leave...." He looked over to freedom.
((He is saying, before Freedom loses he patience, they should go.))
He smiled, hugging her, using his ability over shadows to teleport them away.
The asocial girl lay on the ground, her stomach pressed against the cold and dry dirt while the equally cold grass smothered whatever bare skin it could find, that mainly being her face. With her wings outstretched and relaxed, and with her mind being in an equally unused state, she found time to not care and be calm.
(Hi)From the forest that lead into a clearing the sounds of chimes and bells could be heard but not from the usual path. Breaking from the trees was a horse of pearl white wearing an extensive decorated saddle along with tacking that was covered with bells. The rider held tight to the reigns but made no move to control the animal as her raven-silver hair whipped into her amethyst eyes. She continued to look behind her ready for attack. When none came the horse slowed on it own accord. That was when she dropped the reins completely relaxing. When they come to a stop part way in the clearing she fell forward but remain in the saddle.
(Howdy)It took her only seconds to look up at the rather odd sound of bells. Philippa's almost black eyes looked on in mild surprise and interest to see the pretty horse and rider. She instantly sat up, becoming stiff. She couldn't really see the other female well from where she was at the edge of the clearing, but could tell she looked...tried?
The Vanyetl slowly sat up and quickly looked around. She gave a soft sigh. “I think you lost them, Yfandes.” She said softly. There was a pause then she said. “Tired and it’s not that bad. I can still ride.” Yfandes stamped her hooves in protest. Then Vanyel went to say something but slummed in the saddle. Yfandes gently pranced around to awaken her chosen physically.
(I can't seem to find your character on the character creation. Do you know what page she it on?)Philippa slowly got up and brushed herself off. She wanted to know more about this person, as on a normal day you don't just see someone riding around like they where a part of a caravel. Folding her somewhat large wings behind her Philippa made her way over form the side lines, her white coat ends trailing behind in the small breeze.
(It's on page 4 a 11 posts below the character Crystal Flora and above the character Neus.)Vanyel was still in the saddle unconscious as Yfandes continued to prance trying to wake her by physical and mindspeak with little results. He then slightly calmed when he became aware that someone was watching them.
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(Repost)Vanyel was still in the saddle unconscious as Yfandes continued to prance trying to wake her by physical and mindspeak with little results. He then slightly calmed when he became aware that someone was watching them.
Philippa narrowed her eyes. was she...sleeping? But at the sight of the horse prancing around, she didn't feel like the other female was.She sped up her walking, coming very close to the horse. "Hey buddy." Philippa said, slowly reaching out for it's nose while eyeing the girl.
Yfandes paused and stared at the girl in front of him. He neighed and stamped his right hoof making it chime loudly. He then swung his head towards Vanyel then put his nose on her hand as if he was asking for help. Vanyel remained still, her whites were dusty, dirty, and some what stained with blood.
Philippa patted his nose once or twice, before looking up to see where the horse seemed to be indicating. Back to the girl. "Well if this isn't a hazard I don't know anymore." She said aloud to herself, slowly picking up the girl, sliding her off the saddle and onto the floor. Philippa bent down and checked her pulse, which seemed to be fine for now.The blood though, that caught her attention.
(Sorry it has taken me so long to post. I had an unexpected trip to "crazy town and got to ride shotgun with chaos by my side")Most of the blood came from a wound in her shoulder and there were cuts in many places. Yfandes moved around where he was closer to his chosen which he lightly nudged. This caused Vanyel to lightly groan. Her eyes fluttered open and was greeted with Yfandes's nose. "How?" she asked hoarsely. Yfandes nodded and Vanyel looked at the person that was knelt beside her.
(Ahh it's ok)Philippa looked slowly at the female who at just woken up. Her brown eyes again trailed to the wound, as she leaned in a little closer nothing seemed to be within it. Philippa looked back, "Don't suppose you have any spare cloth?"
(I'm sorry I haven't done my post and I'll explain at another time. I just wanted you to know I haven't forgotten you and I will do my post as soon as I can.)
(That's ok! I had forgotten about it too, sorry!)
