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--- Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on May 25, 2021, 04:43:52 AM ---Lawrence
"Hmm, tremble in the eternal pits of fear? No, no, that one's already taken. Kneel before me? Nah, too cliché. Maybe something book related, a pun perhaps? My my, what to do..."
While Lawrence rarely acted up, he could sometimes say the strangest things. But even then, he was suddenly turned away from the three damsels, thinking with great focus while muttering what little he managed to scramble through his uninspired husk. Whatever he was thinking about had to be quite important, considering how intently he was taking his notes.
"Kh, I felt like throwing a cool one liner." His frail body trembled in disappointed, looking down in shame. Until he dramatically snapped his fingers, and a serpent large as a tree slithered out of the man's coat, like a misty fog that smelled of greenery and nature and life. With eyes like jewels, and scales that glimmered in the gentle candle light, it exhaled a pleasant aroma, and soon the table was adorned by fresh shrubbery, quickly growing berries and delectable fruits while trees sprouted freely.
Lawrence shook his head, smiling despite the timid act he put up earlier - if it was an act at all.
"Growing things is easy. Anyone with a mind to it could do it. But if you don't know how to tend to your creations, they'll just wither and fall. It's... difficult sometimes. Painful, when you try so hard - just to have forces beyond your control take it all away..." He grabbed an apple his dearest serpentine friend created, and toyed with it freely before taking a healthy bite.
"Its why I try to understand our headmaster. Pests and weeds can be problematic." He gave lady Fu Hua a glance and shook his head bitterly. "But in my humbly worthless opinion, I'd rather accept it. Whether its animosity, love, friendship - they're all welcome compared to silence. When you're stuck alone in the dark pits of regret, even the venom spats between enemies become cherished memories. The agony of being trapped in a dark place, unable to escape your own toughts... to be frank, I'm still not sure if I made it out myself... haha."
His black eyes looked... hollowed. Even now.
"You're all real, right?"
The snake and the bird just happened to be there, but unlike the usually chipper times... they were oddly silent.
--- End quote ---
Kore
"For my sins, yes," Kore says, and she can't stop her lips from quirking up in an ironic smile.
"And believe me, I understand completely. When the world is empty but for you and your thoughts..."
Was it that she went mad and returned to sanity? Or maybe she could not go insane in the first place.
Or, just maybe, she was insane from the beginning.
She had destroyed everything after all, even though her family was meant to preserve everything.
Hours watering a patch of sparse dirt, more dust than earth, hoping to see a sprout, any day now, any day. She had cried when she had seen the first hint of green push out.
Pouring through books on horticulture, farming - she had picked them up half on a whim, half to have something to talk about, with a certain sense of smug amusement, and blessed herself later as the garden had grown around her, a little patch of life in a dead land.
And talking aloud - not to herself, not to the plants, but just to hear a sound-
"I understand completely." She says again, quiet and intent, staring past Lawrence.
Panda:
--- Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on May 30, 2021, 11:31:20 PM ---Costin
The apostle... laughed. He laughed, jovially, even under the sun's harsh rays.
"Pfft. You dumbass, fighting is how I talk! The two were never mutually exclusive, but this is this - and that's that." He grinned and ruffled the squirrelgirl's hair playfully before crossing his arms. "Besides, sick fucks and monsters like me aren't cut out for playing house. You wouldn't dump a carnivorous lion or a dragon in a pen full-o-sheeps, right? That's just common sense."
Yet this girl totally threw that common sense off balance. It made him a bit happier, if only for a short whole.
"But you were nice to me. Since you were itching for it earlier, as much as I love to fuck with you... it just doesn't feel right to blueball you any longer. Besides, its not like I don't have a bunch of pent up spunk in there. We get physical for a bit, go wild past our limits, and whatever happens happens. Tis what you humans call a win-win, no?"
And with a friendly grin, he stomped the ground - and the earth shook. A massive spider-crack formed around his foot, distorting the asphalt. Yet even that was restrained - like a spring, ever so held out and tempered. What would happen if he let go?
"Besides, aren't you a bit least curious? About what an Ancient can do?"
--- End quote ---
Nanako
The squirrel girl giggled a little as he ruffled her hair, squirrely ears twitching as his touch brought a more comforting sort of warmth than his presence had. She had to admit, common sense would say that keeping a predator like him near squishies wouldn't end well. Of course, she wasn't squishy and common sense had little to do with why she'd decided to stay with the vampire.
The slight shift in her balance as his backwards step broke the ground under them, shaking it under their feet for a brief moment. She heard worried murmurs from the schoolyards, but didn't listen. She only had eyes and ears for the man in front of her now.
"Ancient, huh? Sounds fancy name for a vampire," Nanako mused, "Guess you really are an old man after all."
The squirrel girl took a booming step back of her own, adding her quakes to his as she lowered her stance, tail flicking back and forth as a counterbalance. A hungry grin split her lips the way the earth split under their feet, every inch of the squirrel girl's body quivering slightly, ready to bolt off in any direction at the slightest provocation.
"Well, so long as you'll still be good to go once we're done."
Kotomine_Rin:
Costin
The apostle scoffed in its magnanimous good mood, cracking a wild wolfish grin. "I like you a little, don't die okay?" Hands in his pocket, he closed his eyes for a second, tuning in to the sound of his walkman... and the voices crying out within.
Without warning, his claw snapped out of his pocket with a casual back-hand - a swipe you could instinctively feel slicing through your body. A thoughtless action, fueled by instinct, a predator does not need to think to swing their weapon. It is a natural thing, like breathing. That made it all the more destructive, with an instantaneous lethality unseen by those who didn't tread the same path.
The path of a swing swung to break.
Panda:
--- Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on June 02, 2021, 02:32:41 AM ---Costin
The apostle scoffed in its magnanimous good mood, cracking a wild wolfish grin. "I like you a little, don't die okay?" Hands in his pocket, he closed his eyes for a second, tuning in to the sound of his walkman... and the voices crying out within.
Without warning, his claw snapped out of his pocket with a casual back-hand - a swipe you could instinctively feel slicing through your body. A thoughtless action, fueled by instinct, a predator does not need to think to swing their weapon. It is a natural thing, like breathing. That made it all the more destructive, with an instantaneous lethality unseen by those who didn't tread the same path.
The path of a swing swung to break.
--- End quote ---
Nanako
There it was again. That familiar edge about the vampire's very presence. The voice crawling in her hear dimmed in fright of this man, and she caught the attack coming out of her peripheral vision. Her eyes flashed down to track it, a smile curling her lips as she saw the clawed hand rapidly approaching for a backhand. It slammed across her cheek with a crack, knocking the squirrel girl's head to the side and forcing her to take a single step in the same direction to compensate. She didn't fall.
That delectable rush of pain throbbed in her face, an angry bruise already swelling as she tasted blood in her mouth. She spat out a wad of spit and scarlet blood, then drew herself up again, feeling the cut inside her mouth already closing, the bruise already receding from her face as she met his eyes, undaunted.
"Harder," was all she said before suddenly hopping up with both legs tucked to her chest and letting fly with a thunderous dropkick. A normal man wouldn't even have been able to process the blow before the blow reduced his torso to a fine red mist, but this man was beyond that.
Kotomine_Rin:
Costin
He noticed the twitch of her muscles way before the gust of wind blew his hair back, declaring the earth-shattering kick. But before her kegs lifted her off the ground - the moment the committed to the kick his face already moved like a red streak of light. If it were more pathetic, he might just take it in the face for fun. Moves this telegraphed were like an open book even if you were faster. He tilted his body sideways as casually as one could breathe, swinging his elbow down on her spine in one move. It was brutal, and it was beautiful. The hammer sent violent tremors that made all nearby students flee.
"The fuck's that, kid?"
She wasn't bad - faster than him too. But with so many wasted movements, he didn't feel bad about giving her an arm's worth of his time. The other was tucked right in his pocket. This wouldn't be a fight, he had no interest in such things.
He'd bring her one sided domination.
His foot immediately boomed down her skull to give her the curbstomp of her life. With her monstrous speed, would she dodge?
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