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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 13, 2014 12:43:49 GMT -6
Ashen walked throw the forest, as she normally did. Checking her traps and harvesting roots and berries to eat. After folding the roots and Berries in a piece of scrap leather. She aced it into her bag carefully and slung her bag over he shoulder.
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Post by Miara Darkrose on Jan 13, 2014 12:55:19 GMT -6
Miara had been walking through the woods, thinking, planning, and looking for any unfourtunate souls that she could torture. She was in a bad mood, her last plan had failed horribly and now she had to start again. in her frustration she pulled of her cloak, dropping it in the snow and sitting on top of it, although she did not feel the cold she still kept her cloak for appearances.
taking a moment to regain her focus she heard scratching and leaf rustling from nearby, on the edge of her mind she could sense the presence of someone who's mind she had touched before. her mouth widened into a grin, it was the lavender Kinto that she had captured many moons ago.
"why are you searching for food? you know there's none here, other, better hunters had stripped the forest bare already." though her voice was barely a whisper she knew that the kinto would hear it.
her mind raced, this would be fun. it had been some time since she had fun. oh it was time to make the kinto pay for escaping her, not once, but twice now.
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Drethiel
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Post by Drethiel on Jan 13, 2014 13:06:11 GMT -6
Drethiel heard footsteps approaching. He lay on his back in the snow, sprawled out and comfortable. He looked around lazily, recovering from a mid-day nap. As long as it's not the Valkyrie, I should be safe... he thought to himself. But just to be safe, he pulled up his hood and rolled onto his stomach, his dark hair and the rest of his body covered by his completely white outfit. If i lay still enough and they aren't paying attention to the ground, perhaps they won't see me. And if they do... he smirked into the snow. Perhaps they'll think I am hurt and passed out, and come check if I'm alright.Some of these people here are so, so kind. The footsteps grew closer, and he made his breath shallow.
Suddenly... he felt a strange presence. A twisted presence. What? That's not an angel, that's for sure. With that, he gave up on hiding, and pushed himself to his knees, rising into a standing posture. In the distance he saw two figures, one talking to the other. With a frown on his face, he advanced towards them and pushed of the ground, flying into a nearby tree. Narrowing his eyes down at him, he waited patiently to see what he could observe. Something's off here.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 13, 2014 13:08:12 GMT -6
The words echoed in her head, her heart raceing. Better hunters...she had lost her touch after the fallen angel had held her hostage for so long. Her heart sank back to her spin and stomach thought in her throat. No! She thought I am a great hunter I hunt for my family and they eat every day! Even if I go hungry! I am the best damn leader and hunter the silver scale could ever have! She convinced herself shaking her head, she moved on. Looking for her traps. Seeing a dark hair figure, she froze...was someone hurt. One of her traps was right there near him...shit. "Oi! You awake?" She shouted keeping he distance but readying her bow.
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Post by Miara Darkrose on Jan 13, 2014 13:15:00 GMT -6
she was tipped off to another presence nearby. she didnt care though. she only cared about the Kinto.
"but wouldn't Allynn have been a better leader? maybe you should have just died when the angel had you. what was the point in fighting? all you accomplished was destroying your family by coming back" The whisper echoed around her. torturing the minds of those who doubted themselves was fun, but it was childs play. she needed something more. something far stronger then simple mind games to make her game more fun.
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Post by Drethiel on Jan 13, 2014 13:20:21 GMT -6
Drethiel jumped down from his position, and landed softly in the snow. Outstretching his wings, he looked up at the kinto. "Oh, I'm fine, my dear. Your traps did not outsmart me," he snickered, and then looked towards the woman with the tainted aura. "Have you met a new friend or foe today?" He remarked with a hint of malice, clicking his tongue. He didn't like the looks of her one bit. Keeping his distance, he wrapped his wings around him defensively and kept his hands by his sides, readying words of enchantment in his throat should they be needed. His pale blue eyes shot icy daggers in her direction. "Speak up. You can spare more than a whisper." He sneered.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 13, 2014 13:29:36 GMT -6
Allynn would make a better leader...that's why I need to revive her... I can't be that bad. Can I? Letting her bow go slack she shock her head. Stop it this isn't me! She looked back at the figure. " wake up please I have to get here"
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Post by Miara Darkrose on Jan 13, 2014 17:18:05 GMT -6
Miara looked at the new comer. white clothes, black hair, and wings. angel the thought alone caused her face to contort in anger.
"i am invisible to her, and she cannot hear my words." she hissed. the hair was standing up at the back of her neck with hatred. had he been sent to stop her? to drag her back to the cage that they called heaven? her hatred consumed the focus she had, removing the illusion that she used to keep her true form hidden.
With a gust of wind a pair of black wings materialized on her back, she spread them wide, her simple dress gone, to reveal an ornate gown in black decorated with blue embroidery. "what are one of your kind doing here? why do you interfere?"
she glanced at the Kinto, her fun was over, the woman was still fighting the doubt that she had placed in her mind but she would give, they all did. her cold eyes returned to the angel, she would fight him if she had to. though sullying her hands with such things was beneath her.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 13, 2014 18:27:06 GMT -6
Ashen's thoughts came clear once more, she saw the angelic figure I front if her without any blurrier vision, her head was acking. And her breath became heavy. "Sorry...I was just being carful. You ...never...know..." She looked sickly. Blinking trying to keep herself awake.
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Post by Drethiel on Jan 13, 2014 19:13:46 GMT -6
Drethiel clenched his teeth, keeping his eyes on Miara. He gestured to Ashen with his hand, shooing her away. "Leave, kinto. This is no place for you." Bringing his other arm out as well, he unfurled his wings. He clenched his fists, and then unclenched them, revealing layers of ice that began covering his hands. The ice grew thicker, and thicker over his hands, shaping his fingers into claws. "It's not safe here. Run now. Go." Dreth spat at her. Drethiel's anger made itself known, as the winds picked up. From his wings, multiple feathers fell, and changed form into ice shards that he kept hovering at his side. His eyes traced Miara's black wings, and he scoffed, disgusted.
He slowly walked to her right side, his ice shards following him, keeping his distance as he began to circle her. "Interfering? Me? Excuse me, filth, but what is it that brings you here?" He flapped his wings and more ice shards appeared. "Before we make any more assumptions, why don't we get to know each other a little more, hmmmm? Tell me. Where are you from, you winged creature?" He seethed, staring her down with his cold, pallid eyes.
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Post by Miara Darkrose on Jan 13, 2014 21:12:20 GMT -6
Miara's eyes followed the angel, watching as ice formed around him, as his feathers turned into shards of ice. "my reasons for being here are none of your concern." she spat at him.
filth, he dared to call her filth, he would pay, if only for that one comment. her hatred grew, causing her wings to glow darkly. slowly she unsheathed both of the blades she carried at her side, one long and the other short, both glowed with the same dark light that was emanating from her wings. she turned to her right, not wanting to show her back to him. "why don't you tell me about yourself first, and maybe i will tell you who I am." the malice in her voice was obvious to anyone listening.
by this time all the illusions she had cast about her were gone, all of her energy and power was focused on the man opposite of her. it would be interesting to see the Kinto's reaction to seeing her again. the thought excited her, lighting up her cold eyes with crazed delight and placing a menacing grin on her face.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 13, 2014 21:23:32 GMT -6
Ashen now out of her haze looked around, what did she stumble upon, why does this keep happening to her! She head the white angelic figure beckon for her to flee, her heart raced, she turned on her heel and dashed as fast as her legs would allow. *run, run, RUN!!!!* why did this fear consume her, she once was a proud scout, now she is nothing more then a scared kitten. Just run. She hoped the man in white would be ok.... Why wouldn't she stay and help him, after running for a min or two she stopped skidding her in the shoe, panting she looked back from where she came...why was she running? Why can't I be the proud scout! She straighten, why couldn't she fight?
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Post by Drethiel on Jan 13, 2014 22:06:00 GMT -6
"Oh, but it is my concern." He said darkly, though his aura radiated light. Flicking his clawed hands upwards, the ice shards rode the wind, taking jabs at Miara, occasionally colliding with her wings or her clothing, but never drawing blood. If she even has blood. Just what the devil is she? He thought. "I will be honest, dark one..." His wings gave a strong flap and in a moment he was in front of her, icy hands gripping the blades tight. "...you do interest me so. You wish to bring torment to the people of Wildgard... but what are your thoughts on corrupting the humans of this place?" He inquired, temporarily halting the ice shards and the wind. He gazed down upon her with as cold a glare as he could manage. "My name's Drethiel. Pleasure to meet you." He hissed. "We may not be so different after all..." He loosened his grip on the blades, and took a step back, holding up his hands in a peaceful manner.
"...hear me out. And tell me your name."
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Post by Miara Darkrose on Jan 13, 2014 22:30:38 GMT -6
She let the shards slice her. her blood had been frozen centuries ago. her eyes, narrowed into a glare, locked onto Drethiel's as he grabbed a hold of her blades. Corrupting the humans of Wildgard hmm? that seemed interesting. she would hear him out.
when he let go she sheathed her blades, the coldness of his stare would freeze lesser beings in place, this she knew. thankfully she was no lesser being.
"i will hear you out. though should you attack me i will return the favor." she spread her skirts and sat down, one hand on her short blade, ready to strike at any sign of aggression. "My name is Miara Darkrose, also know as the Angel of Chaos. so Drethiel, what do you gain from corrupting the humans?" her tone seemed light, inquisitive, one would never have guessed that moments before she had been ready to kill the being in front of her, as well as every living creature nearby.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 14, 2014 1:09:59 GMT -6
(ooc i dont know how to respond to this so keep up rp ashen is still choosing on what to do, please keep rping. not going to make a big post on standing and thinking)
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