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Post by Mykal on Jan 18, 2017 13:42:38 GMT -8
Mykal awakens on a bed of cold, damp stone. He blinks twice to adjust his eyes to the darkness, no ambient light is visible, but he adjusts quickly and is able to slowly make out the features in the chamber he had come to rest in. He slowly raised his hand up before his face and slowly opens and closes his fist, the ancient blood awakening and flowing through his veins. He could feel the beast begin to rise.
He closed his eyes, and forced it back down, the beast was hungry and wanted sustenance. Blood, fresh, wholesome, blood. But he knew it was not a necessity, at his age he rarely needed to feed to keep himself functional, he only needed to feed for the thrill of the hunt, to extract justice, and for the fun of it.
When his eyes opened, the beast was quelled, and he glanced around quickly. He could hear the scurry of rats, and other rodents going to and fro about their business. He could make out the small circle of stones in the center of the room, and the few larger rocks positioned neatly around them. The floor of the cavern was undisturbed, dirt and dust obscuring the footprints he himself made when he entered the chamber.
The wooden chests along the wall were also undisturbed, the locks secure, they were also covered in dust. He smiled slightly as he turned away, the robes within were most likely of no use. Not a big deal, clothes could be replaced, as long as the weapons, and armor in the second were in good shape he would be fine. They should be as all were oiled, and wrapped with care. Weapons and armor were vital to his survival, and to the success of his mission.
He thought briefly as to what it was that stirred him awake so suddenly, and he could not recall any dreams he had during his long sleep. He knew what drove him into torpor, but that was of no relevance at this moment. He forced an exhalation of breath through his nose, and willed himself to rise. he ran his hands down his sides and and felt the twin jambaya blades still secured to his hips, the thin muslin robes he wore were pretty much worn away, good for barely covering his form if nothing else. This would be remedied. He thought briefly of returning to Finn's place, but dismissed that as soon as it came to mind. He did not even know if Finn, or his estate still existed.
No he would make due with what he had, he had resources. Treasures hidden here and there throughout this wonderful land. A very large trove on his former clans former lands as a matter of fact. He knew it remained undisturbed as wards were in place to notify him if anyone, or anything was poking around. All praise be to the eldest. He quickly made his way over to the opposite wall, and placed his hand upon a small crevice, and called to his blood, and of course it responded. After a whispered incantation, he removed his hand and licked the remnants of the thick, almost black vitae from the palm of his hand and smiled as the illusion faded an several small leather pouches were revealed. He chose two at random and tested their weight in his hands before whispering the same incantation again, and the illusion resumed.
He smiled thinly, and proceeded to head out of the cavern, and into the wild once again. He was home...
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Jan 19, 2017 20:56:20 GMT -8
A pulse ruminated from where Alexandra slumbered. A calling of some sort. Deep within the confines of some crypt in some place. Her eyes snapped open. Red hues, staring in the emptiness of the damp earth.A power ruminating from her form as she uncurled her arms from over her chest like she were a corpse. After a moment, her hand outstretched, pushing open a door that was infront of her. Soil caved off around the door as she felt fresh air for the first time in...well...nearly forever. "I am awake..." she muttered softly as she stepped into an open field from her tomb. Flat land stretched everywhere around her, but where she was stood a large dirt mound.
Silver hair danced in the wind as her ruby hues scanned. "So much has changed, has it not?" she spoke to herself. "An odd scent in the air.....I wonder what it would be." She brushed her hands down her white laced gown that clung to her body. Unmarred by time.
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Post by Mykal on Jan 21, 2017 15:14:47 GMT -8
Mykal smiled as he exited the cavern. He closed his eyes and savored the cool, crisp breeze that washed over him. It had been too long, far too long. As he opened his eyes, they had regained their predatorily gleam, shining a bright emerald green. Once again he felt the beast rising, he allowed it simmer deep within, it's hunger feeding him, causing the ancient blood within to course through his veins. It was glorious.
He knew that giving into the beast was the mark of his lesser cousins. The beast must be contained. It must be meant to serve you, you do not feed it. Such is the way of the kafir. The unworthy. Lesser kindred. So he smiled, and forced it back down until it no longer called to him, his eyes returned to their natural color, and he exhaled slowly though his nose. It was time to begin.
He called to the blood, and it answered quickly, causing him to vanish completely. Away from prying eyes, he was free to make his way down the rocky cliff, and into the woodlands below...
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Post by Amika on Jan 21, 2017 18:05:14 GMT -8
A thrumming was felt deep within her form. Someone has awakened, much like her. Her tail flicked as she sat upon a stump somewhere within the woods. She exhaled softly through her nose, taking in the scents. "Mykal....." she spoke his name as her eyes opened. "You little devil..." she chuckled as she stood slowly, bending over lightly to readjust her boot. "So you're awake, huh?" she chuckled to herself as she ran her fingers over the ground as if trying to sense something. "North...north east?" she spoke as she stood back up. Her mass of curls moving back behind her back. All the while, her tail still moved.
"Bout damn time you awoke..." she chuckled as she started to head in the direction she sensed Mykal.
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Jan 21, 2017 18:12:13 GMT -8
A pulse...Someone called the blood. Her head tilted. "Only few knows such power..." she spoke softly to herself. "I wonder who it is..." her voice soft....tender. She walked along the woods much like a specter. Gliding....smooth. Elegant. Silver hair flowed behind her like a river. Ruby eyes glanced around. Then she stopped "Demon..." she spoke with a snarl. She smelt a demon close by....but she couldn't quite tell where. She looked about. "Not too far....but...maybe that demon will miss where I am...I'd better make sure that thing doesn't..." She looked to her hands which where now positioned as if she were holding a ball. A black shadowed orb appeared, pulsing in her hand as black electric things sparked from the ball. "Elementum recolligo Huic commodo locus mihi vestri vox."
At the last word of the incantation, the black orb flung out of her hands and towards the demon. Intent on stopping her from coming near, at any cost.
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Post by Mykal on Jan 27, 2017 21:29:16 GMT -8
It did not take long for him to detect the presence of others about him. He made his way to a large Oaken tree, and settled beneath the thick branch, and leaned back against the thick trunk. The rough bark poking through the thin fibers of his muslin robe. It was annoying yes, but it would do no harm.
He watched as a familiar figure made their way silently through the underbrush. He smiled slightly as he noticed it was Amika. Funny, the demoness always seemed to be the first to notice he had returned. He was confident she could not make him out, a his presence was hidden from the minds of those within close proximity, all praise be to the eldest, but just as he started to rise he stopped.
Another, unknown presence, had entered the area. His head turned and he took in the newcomer, her likeness was not known to him/ But judging by her actions, she had little love for the demon. As the light from the glowing orb lit up her face, he raised his eyebrows.
No, she was not one of his cousins, if she was he certainly had not seen this gift from any of the blood mages he had encountered, or read about. He slowly nodded once, as he decided to allow this little scene to play out. He was intrigued to say the least.
So, he watched silently, both hands resting on the hilts of his blades, more for comfort then necessity.
"Lets the games begin..." he whispered.
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Post by Amika on Jan 28, 2017 17:03:08 GMT -8
She paused, sensing something near. Unknowingly so close to Mykal's tree. She could vaguely sense him but not able to pin point his exact location. She turned her head just in time to see a black sparking orb heading toward her. She ducked just as it skimmed passed her. She growled, crouched on the ground much like Spiderman would. "What the hell!" she looked about "Who the f*ck did that?!" she called out as she stood up. Looking around, looking pissed.
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Jan 28, 2017 17:10:37 GMT -8
She snarled, she had missed. No matter. She stayed silent as she backed up a bit, watching the demon. She hated that creature. She flexed her fingers, feeling the electricity arching from her fingers. She doubted that the creature would actually look for her. "Bitch..." she mouthed before turning from the area.
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Post by Mykal on Jan 28, 2017 17:48:31 GMT -8
He frowned, not because the ball missed, but because it all ended far too soon for his liking. He was curious about who the newcomer was, and what her agenda was. Besides wanting Amika dead. So he did the next best thing, he followed her.
She was not hard to track, mainly because she was directly in front of him. He smiled, and hooked to his right, and paused alongside a small rock formation, and knelt. He would wait there as the stranger headed in his direction.
His goal was to pop out when she was a few feet away, or perhaps he would wait until she passed, then pop out. He did enjoy playing such games, but then again he had no desire to be on the receiving end of one of those energy balls.
No, he let out a breath as he dropped the veil, and suddenly became visible. He was casually leaning against the rocks, left elbow resting on the top fingers interlaced, and left foot hooked over his right. His emerald green eyes followed the form as it approached. He wondered what he reaction would be... Amikas as well. He then hoped they did not notice his robes were so thin, they were practically left little to the imagination.
His face remained impassive, and she slowly came into view. His lips parted and words issued forth, soft, yet clearly audible to the two of them.
"Now, now, is such language truly necessary?"
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Post by Amika on Jan 30, 2017 8:58:49 GMT -8
His voice came to her ears and she chuckled, leaning against a tree with the bottom of her foot resting upon it. "I knew you were around here somewhere." she smiled as she spoke aloud as if he was right beside her. "As for language, Mykal...I'm sure you know me better than that." She chuckled softly as her tail swayed to and fro. She produced a dagger and began to clean under her nails. "Now, if that was you who attacked me, at least give me some warning ahead of time, You nearly gave my horns a hair cut." she chuckled softly as emerald hues gazed down to her nails.
After a moment she looked up around her "Now, are you gonna come out and greet an old friend or are we gonna continue this long distance chat of ours?" She spoke as she finally noticed him. A smile came upon her ruby lips. "Mykal. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." she sheathed her dagger, moving over to him. "Loosing a bit of weight have you?" she perked a brow, then in all seriousness she spoke again. "When was the last time you fed? You look like hell."
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Jan 30, 2017 9:06:58 GMT -8
She heard his words before she saw him. Pausing in mid stride before standing with her feet together. Red orbs gazing him over, he would get a sense of uncertainty as if she was peering straight through him. "Language is a sense of anything. If I so choose it I can say whatever I mean and mean what I say. Now...if you're done eavesdropping on my unsatisfactory language as you call it..." she tilted her head. An unnatural wind moved around her, causing her silvery hair to dance around her. "I can tell you are one of the elder blood...I can smell it upon you." she looked to him, never blinking as she spoke this. "You are weakened and smell.....much like my wording...unsatisfactory." she chuckled "A torpor? Whatever for?" she chuckled as pale lips curled upwards in a soft smirk. The look upon her features would send many shivers up many spines. She then finally blinked, Her voice haunting. Almost ethereal. How she gathered this information is unknown.
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Post by Mykal on Jan 30, 2017 20:31:39 GMT -8
Glanced to Amika and the barest hint of a smile played upon the corners of his thin lips. He would then wink, and slowly turn his attentions to the unknown member of the trio. He fought hard not to chuckle at her comment of being weak, she did not know as much about him, or his brethren for that matter. But he said nothing. Let them both assume what they wanted, a brief glance would be given to Amika before turning his attentions back to the other woman. Amika should have known better
"Torpor... ah yes. We all must rest every now and again. Time to mend our bodies, and perhaps even our minds, to ensure the successful completion of our future endeavors. But I am sure you already know this, what I desire to know is why you attacked a friend without provocation. I mean, demons are not necessarily known to be friendly to strangers, unless they desire something, but that was simply rude." he paused for a moment then continued.
"And Amika... how lovely it is to see you once again. Pardon the mess, I have yet to bathe since awakening, and it would appear I am in need of some better clothing."
He then turned back to the stranger, she intrigued him, although he could not exactly explain why. The haunting voice, and death like stare, were nothing out of the ordinary for him. But the soft smirk did provoke an equal response
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Jan 31, 2017 9:29:04 GMT -8
Nodded softly. It seemed he was talking to both of them. She snarled as that cursed demon was no where near her. "Rude or not, she was a filthy demon and I don't trifle with them. I wont hesitate to slaughter them on sight." she snarled, her red hues appearing to glow. But was it just a trick of an eye? "Now is there a reason why you stopped me? You know I have some place I need to be." she crossed her arms over her chest, her hair dancing around her as if there was wind, but there was no wind around her currently.
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Post by Amika on Jan 31, 2017 10:06:42 GMT -8
Yes, he was talking to another. Her brow raised but she didn't mention anything about the other. "Its wonderful to see you again, Mykal. It's been quite sometime." she smiled softly to him. Emerald hues focusing upon him. She then nodded about his comment about needing to bathe. "Yes, you do need a bath. As for clothes, I can help with that...." she smiled and snapped her fingers. In her hand appeared a set of black trousers, black shirt and a black trenchcoat with some boots. All folded nicely. "Now beggers can't be choosers but I dont think you'd mind." she winked "As for the bath, that I can't help you with. Well....maybe I could later." she winked at that.
She walked forward to him, holding out the garments to him. "Isn't there a bathpool of somesort near that old inn of yours?" she questioned. "I haven't been there in years, is it still standing?"
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Post by Mykal on Jan 31, 2017 19:15:10 GMT -8
He glanced behind the stranger, and nodded to Amika as she appeared with what appeared to be folded trousers in hand. He said nothing however, instead just turning his gaze back to the young woman. He eyes appeared to glow as she spoke of the demon, interesting, his eyes glowed when angered and close to frenzy but that was about it. A mental note was taken, and he adjusted his weight slightly and spoke in a calm, neutral tone...
"I apologize, I have been rude. Forgive me. My name is Mykal, I do not mean to keep you from any predetermined destination... I just sensed you approaching near my territory, so it was natural for me to investigate the situation.
Then, of course we were joined by Amika.... the demon who speak of so highly appeared, and you began tossing fiery globes... an here we are. Although, one is bearing gifts. Thank you Amika..."
He then went silent and began to remove his weapons belt, and then the robes, and trousers and shirt. He kept his eyes on the young woman the entire time however, and although a hint of a smile was on his face, he was prepared for anything. As always...
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Jan 31, 2017 23:57:46 GMT -8
She heaved a sigh through her nose. "Your name is no importance to me. And I really dont have anywhere else to go. So what if I was going into your territory, from the looks of things I dont think you would have done anything about it anyway." She shrugged. "As for that bitch over there. I dont really give a damn what you think of her. All her kind should be sponged from the Earth. They all deserve to die..." She squeezed her hand as if she was crushing an insect. Amika would begin to choke as Alexandra looked upon the red haired girl.
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Post by Amika on Feb 1, 2017 0:01:27 GMT -8
She smiled as she looked to Mykal, "You're welcome." she smiled as she watched him change. "If you want me to change something let me know..." She heard the woman talk but paid her no mind until she felt like something was closing around her throat. She gasped as she moved her hand to her throat as if to pull off an invisible hand. But nothing was there.
She moved down to her knees as she gasped for air, grimacing as she fought to stay conscious enough to emit a counter-spell, but it was proving difficult for the demoness. A small flicker of flame would appear around her, it would not harm Mykal if he drew near her. It flickered and nearly died out as it grew more difficult for her to stay focused.
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Post by Mykal on Feb 1, 2017 11:34:17 GMT -8
He slid into the offered pants easily after tossing the well worn clothes he was wearing aside, he then casually slipped the belt with the twin blades around his waist. He watched the young ones unprovoked attack without showing any outright concern, his face remained passive. But he of course could not allow this to continue, one she was a friend, and two his mission was the same as it always been. The protection of the innocent.
Amika was no innocent, of course, she was a fucking demon. But she did not instigate the attack, nor did she do anything to warrant anything for both unprovoked attacks. So he was duty bound. He let out a small breath and called upon his blood, and of course it responded instantly. And he vanished from their minds eye.
He pivoted on his heel and came around behind the red eyes lass, and allowed a small amount of blood to coat his palm. As he came up behind her, he simply raised his hand and wiped it upon the soft, flawless skin of her cheek. He then stepped back to a respectful distance and appeared again.
He then watched as the blood did what he willed it to do, the gift was called Dagon's Call, and it the blood seeped into her own bloodstream and proceeded to wreck havoc. It commanded her own precious viate turn against her. The blood began boiling, and she would soon be overcome with heat, and blood would begin to flow from any opening it could find. Obviously her concentration would break, thereby breaking what appeared to be a telekentic control of her choke on Amika, and her strength would begin to fail.
He then withdrew his blades and held them at the low ready, and spoke in a calm, neutral tone, "Please cease this attack. Otherwise things will proceed to get worse, and I do not wish to destroy you. Please use this as learning tool, never judge a book by it's cover. Although I appear emaciated, unkempt, and generally in poor condition. I am nothing of the sort... cease your attack and this ends as quickly as it began."
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Post by Alexandra De Montague on Feb 1, 2017 12:37:02 GMT -8
She felt her blood boil but all she did was laugh. She did stop her attack on Amika only to turn around to face him. "Is that what you call foreplay?" she chuckled. "That just barely tickles.." she chuckled. "Fine...I will stop. If you're just gonna get in my way...come find me later." she winked as she faded from view, leaving Mykal and Amika alone.
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Post by Amika on Feb 1, 2017 12:40:51 GMT -8
Gasped for air until Mykal disrupted Alexandra's spell. She coughed as air rushed back into her lungs. She barely saw in time when Alexandra seemed to vanish. She slowly got up and moved to Mykal, rubbing her neck which was reddened. "What the hell is her problem? That bitch.." she coughed a moment.
She breathed some as she looked around. "Thanks, Mykal. I would have had her....even though I liked choking sometimes...but not in that manor...." she winked.
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Post by Mykal on Feb 5, 2017 10:22:57 GMT -8
He watched the young woman walk away with the barest hint of a smile playing upon the corners of his lips, yes... he would definitely run into her later. There was something intriguing about her, he would learn more. But as quickly as that thought came and went, his attentions turned to Amika.
"Yes you has her right where you wanted her... and I do remember how you liked to play, I thought you might enjoy a few moments of foreplay before I jumped in."
He then smiled slightly, and inclined his head respectfully, before clasping his hands together after sheathing his blades of course.
"Good evening Amika, I hope this evening finds you well..."
There was a hint of amusement, and a slight spark in his emerald green eyes. Memories of the past, or thoughts of what was to come. Who could know, he certainly was not saying. His mind was a fortress, closed to any and all who would attempt to peer inside. His face gave the hint of amusement, but that soon faded and was once again the unreadable mask that he most often presented the world.
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Post by Amika on Feb 5, 2017 17:08:09 GMT -8
Chuckled softly "Besides this little excursion, it was alright. Still haven't the foggiest where things are now. It seems I go to sleep for a while and everything changes..." she chuckled looking to him with her same green orbs. "Now that you've got new duds, wanna head to the springs and clean up? No offense but you stink worse than a three day old bloated battle corpse sitting in water like yesterday's moldy sponge." she laughed
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