ryogamkara
Journeyman Roleplayer
Insanity is the inability to process too much information or emotion
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Post by ryogamkara on Jul 7, 2015 4:50:11 GMT -6
'At last it will be the time, the pieces have all been placed near perfection. Only one more piece at the right place and the shot would be right.'
Ryo walked along the shelves and chuckled softly, the Anarchist on his end was ripping and burning archives and books to be distracted. Ryo lowered his hood, he felt a slight nostalgia and summoned his favorite instrument upon his hands. Slowly Ryo played the tune, a soft sound of strings, cords and echo ringing calmly through the halls. A melody that charmed even the Anarchist into silence, Ryo played it note by note and with smooth delicacy.
The time for him was now to finalize the plan, and to introduce the last key player to his revenge. He kept playing speeding the pace as the song was to be soon finishing.
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Post by Sarea Riel Dirao on Jul 20, 2015 9:58:43 GMT -6
Her ear was always attuned to the sound of music, no matter where it came from. She could pick up the melody in the wind, or an orchestra of notes and ranges and sounds in a bazaar.
Of course, she could also hear real music where it was played, no matter how odd a place it was.
She walked down the steps into the Archives, her blonde hair unkempt and grown out—she’d not groomed herself in ages, and her usually brilliant and jovial garb was plain and simple. Too gone was the music of life. She could hear it, but she could no longer listen. Not without hearing her screams. Not without hearing his voice.
She finally made her way down the stairs and saw who was playing the music—a particularly dark-clothed man with a wicked air on his face. Hesitantly, she approached him, hoping to be enlightened on what exactly he was doing down here with his music.
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ryogamkara
Journeyman Roleplayer
Insanity is the inability to process too much information or emotion
Posts: 156
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Post by ryogamkara on Jul 21, 2015 5:14:26 GMT -6
Ryo played the climatic ending to the tune a soft smile pursed to his lips at the presence of an audience. She seemed curious maybe even..intimidated? She appears to be of no threat, so what harm could talking be? He turned towards her with a warm and charming gaze hid red eyes like rubies shining:
"My and I who thought I was alone with my kid."
The Anarchist was passed out in a pile of torn archives and ashes, Ryo couldn't help but smile proudly.
'I'm the best fucking parent ever, suck it dad'
He turned his gaze back to the lass, she was looking at the boy sleeping, Ryo wondered what possibly brought her here at this time:
"I hope my music hasn't disturbed you lass. Would feel crappy for it."
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Post by Sarea Riel Dirao on Jul 28, 2015 0:04:41 GMT -6
This strange sight…half a man standing before her, a ruby glare striking her soul. The other sleeping in a pile of desecrated tomes dusted with ash. She believed that she’d heard of this one before from her…employer, and he was to be used in a greater scheme that would benefit the city of Wildgard, the Church of Her, and ultimately the Raven.
She stepped forwards, watching her step as to not get to close to the man. “No, no. I always like to hear a tune,” she held, her voice like a whisper without warmth. “In fact, I happen to be a bard myself. How long have you been in the trade?”
Foolish girl! she barked at herself. Do you not see that he cares little for this type of thing? You could have your head taken!
She frowned solemnly at the thought, hoping deep down—but only slightly—that such a fate would befall her, if only to see her loving Jennis again. She knew the Raven was withholding stones promised to her by the Minister for her ensuing loyalty, and through that she not only grew more desperate to help him, but also to break away from the parasitic relationship and see her love once more.
“Truly, I come to you not only for my ear’s interest, but also because my…’master’—” this word was said with disgust, “—told me that meeting you would be beneficial to your agreement.”
(I hope I got the thing right, it'd be awkward if I didn't)
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ryogamkara
Journeyman Roleplayer
Insanity is the inability to process too much information or emotion
Posts: 156
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Post by ryogamkara on Aug 12, 2015 1:19:15 GMT -6
'To think she is serving him? Or could she be of the enemy? No. He could trust her, she seemed to be telling the truth.'
Ryo took the moment to put his instrument away and levitated the sleeping Anarchist right by his side. He looked at the young bard with a sly smile; a friendly one not even afraid of the reeking insanity and rage from hid aura. He liked her for sure:
'I'm nor part of such, I have only learned to play my beloved instrument back when I was in the Demon realm. To this day it only haunts my resting places with peaceful madness and endless reflection.'
He walked to the young bard's side sliding his hands in his pockets:
"Shall we go meet your master? It is time for the Raven and I to strike down Ashen Windsong."
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