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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Elf:
--- Quote from: Brahmastra on May 30, 2014, 04:49:13 AM ---"Truly? I'd be glad to know. You should, however, know that I am still quite a while from satisfaction", returning his wink with her tongue poking playfully out of her mouth.
Despite her words demanding immediate sexual contact, she enjoyed simply resting in his muscular chest. Gabriel had a wonderful odor to him that she couldn't quite place, but couldn't quite get enough of either.
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Gabriel smirked and said, "I would hope not, not just after a little dittle like that. There's so much more I want to do with you."
Then he reached out with his free hand and "opened" a door, propelling them through it. The dull light was almost dazzlingly bright from being within the shadows, but Gabriel was soon use to his desk lamp being on. It was a Tiffany type number, but the stained glass contained a scene of a murder of crows shaded in green and violet.
He gestured to his bedroom. In the center was an absurdly large four poster bed complete with a canopy in a deep burgundy. The bed itself had matching silk sheets and dark violet blankets. It also had an absurd amount of pillows. There was a vanity that had a few photographs framed on it, a clothes press, a night stand with an old fashioned alarm clock and a few amethyst cathedrals standing against the walls. The furniture was in dark wood and the plush carpet was an even darker red. The walls were paneled with dark wood, and oddly enough there were no windows.
Knick:
--- Quote from: Brahmastra on May 30, 2014, 04:49:13 AM ---"I unfortunately do not have a device or ability that would let you do that. If you do yourself, however, then I shall gladly accept such a method."
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"My familiars should prove suitable, if you are not adverse to them." Zolgen preformed a small bow showing proper respect to the man in front of him.
"Thank you for your generosity, son of the sun." He raised himself. "Now, if our meeting is completed I have something I must attend to. Farewell."
MissingMandible:
--- Quote from: Elf on May 30, 2014, 04:23:57 AM ---Since she had the thing's attention she took another step forward, a hand reaching towards it. "Easy there," she said in a soft voice. Her voice was already naturally husky so she knew this part wouldn't be too hard. "There you are, pretty bird. Don't flash yourself."
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Eye lens shifting to yellow, Songbird was finding himself even more calmed down. All he could do was gaze upon the blonde woman.
--- Quote ---Then she did something that was either very brave, or very foolish. She reached out and petted the thing's beak. All she felt under her palm was cold metal. She wondered if her gesture would even reach the poor Iron Bird Man.
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That caused the lens to shift to green. At this point, Songbird cared not for any of the others fighting or standing nearby, all he could care about was this woman in front of him. She was so different from the Bad Men that held him prisoner just hours earlier, so different from the Monster that has him tied up with these unbreakable chains.
The Man-Bird didn't understand why, but he is now drawn to her. The conditioning the Bad Men put him through were acting up; it turns out that the only thing needed was a simple act of kindness and empathy for it to finally activate.
--- Quote ---The blond nodded and sent to Iron Bird Man, I'm Forest. What's your name?
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Songbird cocked his head to the side, not understanding the question.
The Man-bird's body is now slowly aching again: his adrenaline was running out and the endorphins ceased production. Like many an injured animal stuck in flight-or-fight, he rode his already damaged body to hard, and the struggling against the chains only made things worse. The pain from earlier was quickly returning...
Brahmastra:
--- Quote from: Elf on May 30, 2014, 04:54:54 AM ---Gabriel smirked and said, "I would hope not, not just after a little dittle like that. There's so much more I want to do with you."
Then he reached out with his free hand and "opened" a door, propelling them through it. The dull light was almost dazzlingly bright from being within the shadows, but Gabriel was soon use to his desk lamp being on. It was a Tiffany type number, but the stained glass contained a scene of a murder of crows shaded in green and violet.
He gestured to his bedroom. In the center was an absurdly large four poster bed complete with a canopy in a deep burgundy. The bed itself had matching silk sheets and dark violet blankets. It also had an absurd amount of pillows. There was a vanity that had a few photographs framed on it, a clothes press, a night stand with an old fashioned alarm clock and a few amethyst cathedrals standing against the walls. The furniture was in dark wood and the plush carpet was an even darker red. The walls were paneled with dark wood, and oddly enough there were no windows.
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La Folia felt her mouth upon in a wide smile as she surveyed the gorgeous bedroom, awed at the beautiful furniture and decoratives of Gabriel's room.
"My! Is this all yours? All of it?"
Her own room in the castle back at the Royal Residence of Aldeigia would put it to shame in both size and beauty, but there was something about this "small", at least in comparison to her own, room that gave it a coziness that was both foreign and unexpectedly pleasant. It was in her nature to be marveled at anything foreign or exotic, she who had been raised in an isolated environment. To her, even a kind of well-decorated bedroom was something to express excitement over.
Also unlike her own room, her screams-to-come would probably not echo off of the walls.
"Well then, Gabriel, were you not going to so, so many things to me?" she said faux-snidely over her shoulder, wanting to tease him just a bit more, before he overwhelmed her completely.
Knick:
“HEY OLD MAN!” A young voice yelled though the church, “WHEN IS DINNER READY?”
A man stirring a boiling pot of stew smiled and answered in a reserved ton that echoed though the building, “Just about Jeff, it your favorite beef and carrot stew.” He paused, “I am not that old either, kiddo” he added almost as an afterthought.
He took a taste from the wooden spoon before nodding to himself, “Yes good, just about right.”
Putting the spoon down he took two small hand towels and used them to carry the large metal pot of stew out of the kitchen and into a hallway. “Kids get the table ready the food is on its way.”
A moment later he entered the dining room and placed the large pot in the center of the table before looking around, noticing one of the chairs was empty, “Where’s Jake? Don’t tell me he snuck off to scavenge again?” He asked all the children sitting around the table; they simply bit their lips and became absorbed by their laps. Meanwhile two adults had concern etched onto their features as the look at one another and then to the older man.
Sighing he began to take of his apron. “You know the drill kids, stay in the church, and no one leave. Feel free to eat though. Robert, Alice, please keep them safe while I go find Jake.”
He began to walk down the hallway before coming to a wooden door, emblazed with a large cross. He turned to the side, taking a jacket of a rack he put it on, followed by scarf. Then he unlocked a wooden desk with a key that hung on a string around his neck, and opened its drawer.
From the drawer he took out a belt with attached pouches and a gun holster, putting it on him, he then filled the pouches with a wide assortment of objects, finally putting a loaded 10mm auto handgun into the holster
Closing the drawer and cabinet, and walked towards the entrance, grabbing a katana that was leaning against the wall before opening the door and walking out. He closed the door behind him and made sure it was locked.
He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, “Kids always causing me trouble.” Putting away the pack of cigarettes he fiddled with his pockets before pulling out a lighter.
He lit the cigarette in his mouth and put the lighter away, “Really though, can’t he just kick that bad habit?” He then let out a breath of smoke as the older man named Shiro walked calmly into most crime ridden and dangerous part of the Nexus city, the no-man’s land, where humans fear to roam.
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Shiro walked down a ruined road, eyes belonging to supernatural beings all around him watching him warily. Shiro simply continued walking while calmly enjoying his cigarette. He had already checked most of Jake’s old savaging spots, so the only one left is the one in on the border of vampire territory.
“Please already be back at the church already. “ He muttered.
Reaching the last spot he began looking around. For a moment he was relieved, that is until he found a trail of blood. He ran, following the trail until he entered an alleyway, in which he found the young boy held down while unconscious by a vampire who was about to suck his blood.
Shiro saw red. And in a moment he was griping the head of the vampire, before his hand flashed and the vampire crumpled to dust. He quickly caught the boy before he hit the ground.
Picking up the boy in both arms he turned to rush back to the church. Only to find a group of vampires standing at the end of the alleyway, baring his way.
The obviously lead vampire was the first to speak, “Hehehe, look like we finally got you, you bastard. Now we gonna get you back for what ya did to my bro.”
Shiro looked at the monster with nothing but contempt. “Bro? Oh you mean that beast I killed yesterday.” Kneeling down he placed Jake softly onto the ground, his eyes never leaving the vampires, “he had a child acting as a mobile blood bag on top of being an abomination, really think I was going to let that go?” Taking a few steps forward he held his hands at his sides completely at ease.
The monster snarled, his red eyes glowing in the night “Fuck off you shit.”
It and the others lunging at Shiro with superhuman speed, but Shiro was still faster. Spinning on his heel he dodged the first claw, grabbing the vampire by the wrist and flipping it, smashing it against the pavement, before shooting his elbow behind him with his other arm, caving in the face of the one attempting to attack his blind spot created from the spin.
Then as the final two vampires attacked from both sides Shiro jumped high into the air, making the two collide into one another. Instantly two black keys where in each of Shiro’s hands, flashing through the air they impaled all four vampires in less than a second.
He landed on the ground with a light tap. “Honestly, you monsters never learn.” He walked over to the boy ignoring the vampires as they began to turn to stone by the sacrament etched into the blades.
Picking up the boy he smiled lightly, “Now let’s get you back to the church so and get you into a nice bed, and maybe a meal when you wake up.”
And so, carrying the boy Shiro rushed back to the church.
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It was a bit later with the kids all put to sleep by Shiro and the other volunteers. Shiro was sitting alone on a swing in the church’s lawn having a cigarette full battle garb, watching for anything that stupidly might attack the church.
“Oh lord, why did you send my here in your infinite wisdom?” to anyone else, it would appear he was talking to himself, but it could not be farther from the truth.
“I know I cannot hope to understand your grand purpose for me to be drawn to this world, for it is not my duty as your servant to do anything but carry out your will.”
Speaking to his lord, despite not getting an answer, was always something he had done. For god is everywhere and therefor always hears him. God is Shiro’s greatest and truest confidant, for he already knows all.
“I do not doubt you, such a thing is impossible. But I simply ponder, am I here to care for these children? Or am I here to hunt the monsters which desecrate your realm?”
Shiro simply looked up at the stars, not expecting an answer, simply content to sit and gaze upon the work of his lord.
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