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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 1:49:04 GMT -6
Following her keen senses, the warlord slunk through the shadows towards the aura she was following. She recognized most demonic aura's that she picked up in Wildgard. That included ShadowWalker who always seemed to skip across her peripheral senses and evade her grasp. But the one that she was picking up now....it was something she'd never felt before...strong. It reminded her of Zellel.
Still donning her armor since she hadn't bothered changing, Des stepped onto a beaten path and turned towards the demon she was tracking. This building was....the silver scale? Narrowing her golden eyes and tucking a redish brown strand of hair over her curled golden horn she approached the door. Looking the building up and down she let out a side and propped the massive and hefty glave she was carrying beside the door jam.
She hadn't been to this place for months....it had been midwinter and she had been tracking demon channels...It wasn't surprising that she getting a reading from here. Knowing full well how imposing she looked in full armor and with unhidden Warlord tattoo's she raised a gloved hand and knocked heavily on the door. She considered for a moment as she waited how out of place she must look, standing in the humble looking doorway of the guildhall dressed to command an army.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 2:04:26 GMT -6
Ashen sat inside, unable to to take her armor off. her Purple assassins coat still wrapped tightly around her body. Cinder cursed and yelled inside her mind, making it impossible for her to sleep. She feared stepping outside, due to rain and her Beads of Chaos still hanging on her neck. She had nearly died just hours before, and still keeping this form Fallen was eating at her along with cinders burning words.
Ashen let out a sigh as she resting her head back, sitting near the bonfire. watching the flame dance before her, her eye finally closing from todays events, as sleep was just about to take her. just as she began to drift to sleep, she bolted forward in her seat. the sudden knock at the door surprising her enough to stand. Scale members didnt knock, it was someone else.
'yet another trap?' she thought to herself, and with the flick of her wrist a crimson heated blade formed from violet flames from her hand as she wrapped her fingers around the hilt. she wasnt about to be trapped again. she moved to the door, keeping the blade behind her as the flames died down leaving nothing but the blade itself in her hand. she reached her other hand and opened the door just a crack, letting her good jade eye look at the other soul behind the door. not letting her mask break, she was surprised agian.
what the hell was D doing on her doorstep?
"D? the nine Hells are you doing here?" her voice was nearly monotone, eyeing up the she-demon. she had changed just as much as Ashen herself did. looked as if D was the leader of some army.
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 2:12:42 GMT -6
Not sure what she expected when the presence neared and the door cracked open, the warlord raised a brow slightly when it was Ashen who greeted her. Taken aback, she shuffled a foot back, unsure. It appeared to be Ashen...but there was no mistaking the overwhelming presence of a demon all the same.
Checking her expression, the demon narrowed her eyes and folded her hands behind her back. She knew damn well that she could have her glave in her hands in an instant in things went south. But she wasn't normally one to solve problems with combat.
"Ashen." She greeted with a nod, her voice calm. "Or......is it really Ashen." At the last words she narrowed her eyes, setting the seemingly battered woman with a peircing golden gaze.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 2:23:47 GMT -6
Ashen let the door only open slightly more. only enough to show her slightly more, but enough to easily hide her blade.
"I'm as much as Ashen, As you are D." her voice was still monotone, as She watched D's change of expressions. Ashen continued her gaze at the woman with her good eye, the other still covered with a strip of black fabric, one she had gotten from a friend.
"you still havent answered what in the nine hells your doing here."
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 2:27:56 GMT -6
The demon only tipped her head slightly to the side, a slight smile pulling at her lips. "As I am myself, hm?" She snorted slightly still not entirely sure who she was talking to. "In my experience one doesn't gain a demonic presence like the one you're giving out unless they become one....or if you're not who you say you are."
Raising her head and looking at the half hidden woman from down her nose she spoke. "Which one is it? A shapeshift? Or did you throw your towel in with a warlord?"
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 2:41:13 GMT -6
Pulling her hood back in a sudden burst of anger, Ashen took one step forward bringing her blade to D's throat. Ashens jade eye flickered a shade of orange. "I am NOTHING like you demon, i did what i had to do to get someone back. Dont Test Me!"
After a moment Ashen let her gaze move to her blade, as she slowly pulled it back her eye color returned back to her natural shade. Sighing with frustration, she tossed her blade up in the air, it burned up in a violet flame before completely vanishing. "...sorry"
taking a step back into the doorway again, Ashen crossed her arms. there was no point hiding it after all, She was planing to rid herself of the demon to begin with.
"i am myself, Ashen Windsong, one who made a deal with a demon, so i could save the man i love, and kill everyone who was involved in taking him. If you heard of the villages that burned to the ground south of here...it was me. i didn't throw anything to anyone, We where both dying, so we helped each other...that about cover it?"
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 2:50:01 GMT -6
D only smiled wryly when the blade was brought to her throat. I knew it... With her smile unchanging, the warlord listened to the oh so familiar rant. This was nothing she hadn't heard before. It came with the territory of being a demon with a human conscious. Try and help someone and they get so uptight. tch.
Her brows raised slightly at the display of fire. So her initial comparison to Zellel might not have been so far off after all.
But....What was she talking about....possession? "Unheard off..." She spoke quietly, brows furrowing as she looked down absentmindedly.
Looking back up to meet the kinto's gaze, her expression became one of confusion. "What the fuck have you done...?" Her kin...could not easily possess a human...It was wrong on so many different levels, planer and otherwise. She bared her fangs in disgust at the notion.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 3:00:02 GMT -6
"Frankly, D...i dont know...im in Pain...everyday. food turns to ash, sleep is foreign, i dont know...whats going on. its been this way sense i got Him back, the demon i made a 'pact' with as been, making hell for me. the rain earlier today, burns my flesh. im tra-" the Kintu paused in her sentence, she was indeed trapped. Ashen leaned back on the Door frame, arms still crossed as she refreshed her memory on the participate she was in.
With a sigh she ran a hand through her hair, she admitted to herself she needed a drink. pushing herself up, and turning on her heel walking back into the scale. Waving her to follow.
"want a drink?"
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 3:08:30 GMT -6
Listening intently with a frown, the demon only raised a hand to decline the offer of a drink and followed the guild leader into the house. Normally she would feel out of place in the small house while fully armored. It was nothing in the grand halls of her palace, but in the scale the ceiling seemed so low. As of this moment, she was to distracted to notice however.
"You didn't answer me. What kind of pact was this?" She was confused and rightfully so. "Are you only using his power? Is he still here? What....? She trailed off, crossing her arms over her breast plate as her brows pulled into a frustrated frown.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 3:23:28 GMT -6
Ashen walked to the table near the bonfire, the flame almost seeming to dance closer to her; stuck sadly within the pit. Grabing a stein that was full from ealier, Ashen drank the ale inside, leaving only half left. setting it down, she turned half way; to look at D again.
"im not to sure what type of pact, honestly. we where both dying at the time. Cinder and I." Ashen head jerked, as if she were trying to crack her neck. with a painful sigh she continued. "And apparently he doesnt want me to tell you...fucking prick" turning a bit more, she continued to look at D once more.
"i can use his powers as much as i see fit, im able to use his wings, instead of my own...i honestly dont know what type of 'thing' we made, i didnt ask many questions. People..err..Demons where after him, and i nearly froze to death...he said he would 'Burn away the dark within and grant me any amount of power i wanted to get back my loved one like some sick, sappy love story that would make him vomit'" Ashen mocked slightly. then her face turn slightly, down. and way as if embarrassed. "and he is here..." Ashen now watched to make sure D was even looking at her. where there gazes locked, Ashen pointed to herself. "right here...inside" Ashen then took her hand, moving a bit of her armor and coat, showing some of the same Demonic tattoos D had on herself; on her arm.
after a moment with a sigh, Ashen removed her belt, and coat keeping her armor, but showing D her arms, with Cinders demonic runes. "they are all over my body, chest, stomach, arms, legs... thats about all i can say, theirs nothing else i know..."
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 3:35:24 GMT -6
The warlords frustrated look turned into a scowl as her golden eyes studied the woman before her. So this was full blown possession and he didn't want to talk to her, hm?
Tilting her head to the side, she met the kinto's eyes with a piercing and dangerous narrow eyed gaze. "You picked the wrong person to posses, you pathetic coward of a demon." Her voice had changed from the soft concerned one she was addressing Ashen with to one commanding and full of disgust. "You managed to find one of the few people on this sorry plane who is happily acquainted with a warlord. I would ask you to kindly step out of that body but you can't even undo what you tricked her into agreeing to, can you?"
She took a step forward, arms still crossed. "Where's your body now? Long gone, isn't it? Wow, you've fucked up pretty bad now, haven't you, coward."
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 3:44:59 GMT -6
A sudden pain began to run through Ashen's body. causing her to flinch painfully.
'fucking bitch...just kill her already you have been killing people all day' Cinder angrily yelled within her mind. Violet flames ran up and down on Ashens arms now, only to have herself calm him nearly immediately.
"fuck off, if your so powerful you fucking do it. i had enough of killing people today and Frankly Lad, Im not about to raise a blade to her, you did, not me" She spoke allowed. rolling her eye she straighten back up trying to ignore the pain.
"please...stop pissing him off...last time i lose it...well, remember that village comment? i really dont want to burn my loved ones alive, besides if your worried im going to keep him im not, i promised someone dear, that i would be rid of him...just...have to find out how." she admitted, taking a seat near the table, trying to take the pressure off her legs, and wanting nothing more then the pain to stop.
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 3:53:53 GMT -6
The warlord bared her fangs in a rather sinister smile. She didn't mess with humans anymore, but antagonizing demons....that was something she enjoyed doing. "Oh, I'm not afraid of him." Des spoke with a short laugh. Not in her armor anyhow. It had been forged in the power of the well and only a certain few things could get through it. She could stand on even footing with Zell after all. "Although, it would be unfortunate if something happened to your house..." She could look after her house. But the collateral damage that would be involved if there was a fight would probably be extensive.
She laughed again, sneering. "Considering the reaction, it looks like I was painfully right, wasn't I. You went and fucked up and how you're stuck in a human."
Her smile fell away and her eyes softened as she addressed Ashen. "I can get rid of him for you." She uncrossed her arms to instead grasp her hands behind her back. "Like I said, he made a mistake when he possessed someone who is friends with a warlord."
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Apr 20, 2015 4:07:05 GMT -6
"you can?!" Ashens calm and cold expression broke very suddenly to her offer, turning to her direction instantly in her seat. Ashen paused agian, did D actually see Ashen as a friend?
Ashen wanted to jump at the offer, to be rid of him was exactly what He wanted. Ashen rose to her feet, a smile dared to creep on her face as she walked towards D. stopping only a few feet away from D, her face though with a slight smirk, turned serious. "you can be rid of him? how? there is other things about me you should probably know before you agree to anything, not only that...what is this going to cost me? one cant simply rip and demon from a body already soul bound to an angel,... without consequences." Ashen smirk faded as her trapped feeling came back, only haveing Cinder mock her once more in her mind.
"i dont doubt your power, i think we can both agree much has changed between us...but...i have people...who need me, i..cant die yet. When i dealt with Val...i learned it was volatile, practically impossible for Demons and Angels to mix."
Though her face was serious and stern, Concern managed to bubble in her voice. could D really help her? Save her? She didnt want to unleash her blood lust at her family anymore, if Cinder didnt leave she was going to in the end. Was D really the one who could save her? how hard was this going to bite Ashen back.
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Post by Destael on Apr 20, 2015 4:16:43 GMT -6
The warlord pursed her lips at the words, brow furrowing once more. "If the angel can survive a demon occupation, it can survive the removal..." She trailed off. That was an unfortunate complication though...
"I won't kill you, Ashen." Des, set her eyes on the kinto. "Him on the other hand..." She narrowed them. "I'm not quite sure what might happen to him." She turned away and began to pace across the room that was much smaller than she was used to.
"With a power of a well you can do a lot of things. I learned that from Balthezar." Her lip turned up in disgust as she spat the name. "But with him gone, my army overtook his palace and well. All of the research he's done on manipulation of our power steam, I now have. He learned how to bring someone back from decapitation. I'm sure I can figure out how to....remove...a demon."
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