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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 14:51:56 GMT -5
((...Allright... *Modifies Koumori just a teeny bit*))
Koumori glared. "We shall say that school was not a happy time for me. I am a dark mage, and was scorned for it." That was... Partially true, at least.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 28, 2006 15:23:25 GMT -5
Endorphin snickered a little. He had to admit, now that he was decently fed these creatures were a decent source of amusement. All this fuss over these school-places. Well, not all of us are talented enough to be at the top of our class, he thought smugly. Then he froze, the antler dropping to the ground, half-eaten and forgotten.
Where the HELL had that thought come from?!
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 28, 2006 15:27:18 GMT -5
"Silly, What school? I mean, what's the name? I remember my father mentioning someone like you..." Nezumi smiled. Wouldn't it be odd if she was that girl that my father hated so?
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 16:04:15 GMT -5
One pointed ear perked up as the young women started talking about magic schools. They knew people who studied magic. Wizards. Sorcerers. People who could have had contacts with her magician. Chantre quickly went back, walking as nonchalantly as she could towards a safe spot where she could be without people noticing her. She glanced at the woods; lots of bushes and thick trees. She went and sat down underneath a tree, sighing deeply as she thought about the old man who would rather kill himself rather than spend one more day with Chantre.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 28, 2006 16:18:44 GMT -5
Endorphin looked shaken for a moment, then he shuddered and dismissed his muddled thoughts. He snatched the antler up and finished it in big, noisy bites to cover his nervousness.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 17:06:27 GMT -5
"...The first one I went to was a school of white magic in Whiteshade, but they transferred me to a... Kssst... Remedial class, simply because any spell I cast was... 'Tainted'. Because my psyche was 'warped'." She 'forgot' to add that she had 'accidently' set a certain irritating teacher's hair on fire on her first day of school... Things had gone downhill from there.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 28, 2006 21:10:15 GMT -5
"Hmmm... So you DID go to my father's school! Hmm... Sounds like you didn't like it. I didn't like it much, either. I never was any good at magic... Better at stealing." She nodded smartly.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 28, 2006 21:15:32 GMT -5
"Now that," Endorphin interjected slowly, "is a sensible talent. One of the few things you types are good at. That and destroying." He was back in his foulest mood, glowering at nothing and everything.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 29, 2006 16:50:00 GMT -5
"Destroying? Me? I can't destroy anything. I'm really just a little damsel in distress~~" She made a mock damsel pose, heaving a fake sigh.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 29, 2006 18:30:57 GMT -5
"You all destroy!" Endorphin spat, then snapped his mouth shut and turned away, a little taken aback at his own venom. But he had reason. Every one of these creatures, given the opportunity, would destroy what was left of his struggling species.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 29, 2006 18:32:16 GMT -5
Frost listened, intrigued. she kept fiddleing with the bracelet on her right wrist, thnking.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 29, 2006 18:34:17 GMT -5
Not so loud... Braggart... Koumori slunk back over to Frost. At least she didn't shout in Koumori's ears... She held out the book for the Ice Enchantress to take, and murmered, "This, I believe, belongs to you."
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 29, 2006 18:36:38 GMT -5
Nezumi was a little annoyed.
"What makes you say that, Mister Endorphin? I mean, you can't possibly think that I would want to destroy anything?!''
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 29, 2006 18:37:19 GMT -5
FRost took the book back. "Thank you," she said softly, her fingers trailing over the cover as she thought.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 29, 2006 18:43:43 GMT -5
Endorphin let out a grating, animal-like snarl. "All of your kind destroy. Things are falling apart that you can't even imagine. If you could see what a mess you make of the world, simply by existing-" he made another growling sound and stood abruptly, striding away to stand by himself by the edge of the forest. His nostrils flared and showed him a red-tinged world.
Calm down, calm down. He thought to himself. He didn't understand the things that happened when he got too upset, but he didn't like them.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 29, 2006 18:45:23 GMT -5
Nezumi's face wore a grim mask of concern.
". . . Mr..... Endorphin?..."
She didn't follow him.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 29, 2006 19:20:35 GMT -5
It was a good thing she didn't. He would have seriously considered eating her, and damn the concequences.
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Post by Rehiro on Apr 30, 2006 1:01:00 GMT -5
The large demon man wrenched his head sideways and opened his eyes. How long had he been out? He hadnt meant to sleep, but things had a tendency to take control of circumstances nowadays. Not much to do when something like it decides to put you out.
He was different from last night. He had had a.... visitor. Someone he hadnt seen for a while.
He could remember the young demon boy Krowin come out of the shadows and sticking a spearhead in his throat, telling him not to use his name anymore or he'd cut his throat.
The demon man had originally tried to take the name of that bigger guy, Rehiro, but that was a foolish mistake which ended very painfully. He thought he could take on a small boy but apparently he couldnt. He dared not use the name 'Krowin' any longer, but without a name he was nothing. Just a piece of Marked life hanging around pointlessly.... he wanted a name more than anything....
Was the knife still there? Yes it was.... he could still feel it hurting him.... where was it now? Ah.... over by the group of people... how typical. So the knife could move. Just as he thought, the knife would hurt him until one of them pulled it out. he could never pull it out himself, but he was the only one who could probably see it.
Probably nobody else could have seen Krowin or the other one either, how sad that he could be affected by things that no one else could see.
He didnt want to get up and face them... not yet... it was all so stressfull.... he would just lie there and spy a little.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 30, 2006 12:26:53 GMT -5
Nezumi's shoulders slumped.
"Umm... We should probably get going. Oh! Mr. Krowin! Are you still asleep? Wake up, mister sleepy head!" She ran over to him, and squatted next to him.
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Post by Rehiro on Apr 30, 2006 14:42:41 GMT -5
Too close!
The demon suddenly leapt into action, springing away on all fours, backward, like a cat who just got its tail stepped on. Moving from a completely still stance to full animation instantaniously.
Even though she was hiding it, she was full of fire and he had felt it singe his flesh, thats why he hadnt wanted to hug her before. He knew that she was like the rest, full of pain and he didnt want to be near it.
Now a safe distance, he paused in an animalistic crouch, ready to jump out of her reach if she came closer.
"Dont call me by that name" he said "I told you that I dont deserve it. I dont need a name. Im just here to do a job"l
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 30, 2006 15:13:56 GMT -5
Koumori listened, without turning around. She was intruiged. She knew that names held power, but to not deserve ones own name? Hm. She spun slowly on spot, to face the one who was no longer Krowin. "We simply cannot call you 'demon man'.Perhaps we should find you a new name?"
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 30, 2006 15:36:23 GMT -5
Nezumi thought, seemingly unfazed by his reaction....
"I know! I shall call you.... Sekou! That's a cute name! Or do you... Wanna choose your own?"
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Post by Rehiro on Apr 30, 2006 16:15:05 GMT -5
"A..... name? Yes, a name! A new name to denote a new person! A new name for a new being!"
He stood up. He appeared quite excited at the idea.
"I dont know... does the name Sekou mean anything?"
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 30, 2006 16:27:19 GMT -5
"Yeah... I think... It means 'beater (on a hunt)' You know, those guys who scare the quails or whatever out of the bushes... or it means 'worldy affairs.'"
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Post by Rehiro on Apr 30, 2006 16:38:16 GMT -5
"Ahhhh.... yes, what a perfect name.... the name of a warrior" he stood up straight for the first time "the name of a person who could take the weight of the world rested upon his shoulders and not care, but not the name of someone who would lead... to be responsible for thousands of lives.... but the name of the one doing the fighting. The name of a person who could actually fight back".
He tore the cloth off his face "from this point on I will wear my Mark as a badge of honor. I will no longer hide from the accusotory stare of society.... because I have a name! And I can fight again!"
He swept his cloak back to reveal plate armor. With a tug he snapped the straps holding the two weapons on his back. He let the mace hit the ground but snatched up the sword and attached it to his belt.
OOC: Ohhh.... his brain snapped.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 30, 2006 16:40:36 GMT -5
"Welcome back to life, Sekou." Koumori smiled a rare smile, and then it became extinct.
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Post by Rehiro on Apr 30, 2006 16:43:13 GMT -5
"Welcome back to life? That sounds weird.... like something Rehiro might have said.... back in demon country.... but I never heard anyone talk like him before..."
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 30, 2006 16:45:52 GMT -5
"Rehiro, you say... Let's see..." She pondered on anyone she had ever met, and bothered to remember. "Can't say I have heard of him. I speak like him?" She was now curious. A curious Koumori pried into things she should stay far, far away from.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 30, 2006 16:59:12 GMT -5
Frost listened. A new name for a new life. I'd rather use my old name...impossible as long as I wear these, she thought to herself, glaring at her bracelets. The bracelets that marked her as a monster in the eyes of the village.
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Post by Rehiro on Apr 30, 2006 17:33:22 GMT -5
"In a land far away... a land where children are born half dead more often then not, a filthy place ravaged by war and disease, there is a tribe where they denote their leader, the 'champion of demons' the name 'Rehiro'. Each Rehiro gets a specific title to go along with his name, for instance 'Iron Claw' Rehiro or 'Dragon Breath' Rehiro depending on the specific attributes that that individual posesses. When I lived there, there was a guy named 'ghost talker' Rehiro, which he gained when he admitted that he got his genius plans from super natural forces. He would say the most incredible things! Not... incredible by your standards, but in this horrible land, nobody was capable of thinking the way he did, and I just thought you sounded a bit like him".
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