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STATUS: Okay so I have a bit of time off work and first thing I'm doing is catching up on everything. I'll be on and off for the first week of December catching up. 8 yrs ago
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Okay so I have a bit of time off work and first thing I'm doing is catching up on everything. I'll be on and off for the first week of December catching up.
8 yrs ago
Haha things have slowed a bit, the end of the year can be a tad rough though. For the start of November I'll be be busy and up till the middle I'll be sporadic but I'm making time bit by bit.
8 yrs ago
To anyone I'm roleplaying with, for the first and more than likely middle part of July I'm going to be a little shaky on post due to general business.
9 yrs ago
Back to Normal.
9 yrs ago
To anyone I'm roleplaying with I'll be on and off during November so forgive me if I'm a little slow, I'll catch up and try to keep an eye on it though.
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I'm positive that she can see right now and I just finished reading Mary's.
Larel inwardly sighed seeing Hotaru heard it, it was going to be hard to catch himself without Zenmaru there but he took in a deep breath and nodded as a response he went to say something but Kaori's words echoed in his mind from earlier. If he said he was scared of women right to Hotaru's face that might be a tad offensive since he was fine around her, he hesitated saying anything thanks to that and instead listened to her reason. Hearing it he nodded seeing how she got pulled into all this as well though he involuntarily flinched at Mary's name. When Hotaru mentioned a game he couldn't help but smile at the idea, seeing her smirk brought him some comfort as well, it was a small reminder the Hotaru he knew was still there. Larel didn't want to openly admit it but he always wanted to try one of the games, he had seen people with scooping, chicks, and all sorts of other ones, he was embarrassed at admitting he wanted to try them though.
Larel walked over with Hotaru finding himself getting more exited at the idea before he spoke.
"It's a deal I already know what kind of prize I want so I'll be going at it full force Hotaru," Larel said chuckling a little.
Seeing Hotaru look at the group of guy's and her expression Larel's face went blank and he turned back around to the game.
"Still it seems we both got hit pretty low when it came to this whole matter," Larel said finishing his skewer. "I'll admit I'm curios what Erin meant by that."
Larel in one fluid motion after letting some people walk by threw the skewer with his arm, the skewer flew back and stuck into the wood next to one of the guy's face, he made sure it was close enough to cut his cheek a little. Larel glanced back and with a murderous look in his eyes shook his head slowly before turning forward again smiling again.
"To answer what you said earlier I'm afraid of Mary...or to be more precise most women in general. I seem to be okay around you and Mera-sama though, and my old master as well but other than that I can't handle it very well. Well to be honest when we first met I did try to keep a small distance from you two so I suppose it's more of adaptation then anything. Anyway why don't you go first Hotaru that way I have a clear score to try and beat...I've also never played these games so I'm not sure how they work."
Looking at Hotaru he couldn't really blame the guys as even he had stared at first, but he didn't really like his friend being gawked at and he instinctively reacted, honestly he was confused why he reacted; friendship was a complicated thing he was starting to understand that little by little.
Alari stared at Mera blinking a few times as she spoke feeling a little sad for Kaori who heard what she said and seemed to have sulked a little when he left, he made a mental note to buy him something later to improve his mood. He reached up and adjusted his glasses as Mera spoke of the many things that seemed to irritate her, the glare formed on Alari's glasses hiding his eyes as he listened with a blank expression. The moment she stopped however he grinned and tilted his head causing the glare to vanish.
"You're so adorable when you're mad, I know I shouldn't enjoy it but I never get tired of seeing it," he said chuckling to himself. "It is true you are you Mera but please understand it's the subtly in the outfit that makes it wonderful. I'll admit Eryn knows what he's doing though I prefer when you hide your skin."
He looked at the tattoo on his neck and smiled a little at it, he made sure not to stare too long as he thought it was rude as much as he wanted too which is why he preferred it, he didn't like admitting it but even he had trouble resisting such things, it seemed to only be with Mera though. Sad as it was if it was anyone else it wouldn't be a problem but he kept that to himself.
"I learned something new about you so I'm already happy, however Mera when you show that adorable side of yours it makes me want to tease you."
Alari pulled out the key and in one motion spun the key on the tip of his finger before speaking a small smile on his face.
"Let's enjoy our outing today Mera," Alari said before catching the key and putting it back in his sleeve. "I'll unlock your cuffs however-"
Alari cut himself off and removed his glasses letting his eyes glow red before cleaning them with a handkerchief.
"You have to show me another side of yourself before I willingly do so. Angry isn't an option either I see that all the time"
Alari put his glasses back on and held his hand to her smiling a little.
"Please excuse my selfishness for a bit, come let's go and enjoy ourselves. We can hold hands to avoid getting lost if that helps any."
Even if it was only for a few minutes Alari wanted to put a smile on Mera's face, she saw something that truly hurt her the other day he knew that and Mary's words hadn't been forgotten either.
More pain was probably going to follow in the future, Nero was gone, Thanos couldn't stop their father, Mary was being hunted and that was only on her side of things. He didn't have the heart to tell them what else lie in the future with Larel being around them, so just for today, even if only for a moment, even if only for a mere minute he wanted everyone to forget their troubles. That was easier said than done but he wanted some happy memories with all the sad one's recently, he would try and do just that for them, all of them. Larel, Mera, Hotaru, Kaori, Mary even Eryn, how much pain did they all have to deal with daily facing their own personal demons, granted he didn't know the latter four and understood only some of Mera's but even he could see something else in their eyes.
A wise man told him that it was the little moments that were more important, the time spent with others, the smiles shared between people made more of an impact then anything and it was something he came to understand much later.
"I won't give up," Alari said. "No matter what."
He would see Mera's smile, he would work towards that for as long as he needed too.
Once those cuffs were off she was dash towards her father, to protect the people she cared about and settle things for herself, he could respect that in fact he supported her. If he hadn't fallen in love with her he would have just removed the cuffs right then and there but he knew pain would follow and the very idea of Mera in pain hurt him, it hurt so much he felt he would die just from the sensation brought from the thought.
"I'm sorry Mera, I can understand where you're coming from...but I want to stay near you for just a little longer...for a little bit I get to be a little greedy and have you to myself after that Larel will stop me from being anywhere near you."
Larel walked over with Hotaru finding himself getting more exited at the idea before he spoke.
"It's a deal I already know what kind of prize I want so I'll be going at it full force Hotaru," Larel said chuckling a little.
Seeing Hotaru look at the group of guy's and her expression Larel's face went blank and he turned back around to the game.
"Still it seems we both got hit pretty low when it came to this whole matter," Larel said finishing his skewer. "I'll admit I'm curios what Erin meant by that."
Larel in one fluid motion after letting some people walk by threw the skewer with his arm, the skewer flew back and stuck into the wood next to one of the guy's face, he made sure it was close enough to cut his cheek a little. Larel glanced back and with a murderous look in his eyes shook his head slowly before turning forward again smiling again.
"To answer what you said earlier I'm afraid of Mary...or to be more precise most women in general. I seem to be okay around you and Mera-sama though, and my old master as well but other than that I can't handle it very well. Well to be honest when we first met I did try to keep a small distance from you two so I suppose it's more of adaptation then anything. Anyway why don't you go first Hotaru that way I have a clear score to try and beat...I've also never played these games so I'm not sure how they work."
Looking at Hotaru he couldn't really blame the guys as even he had stared at first, but he didn't really like his friend being gawked at and he instinctively reacted, honestly he was confused why he reacted; friendship was a complicated thing he was starting to understand that little by little.
Alari stared at Mera blinking a few times as she spoke feeling a little sad for Kaori who heard what she said and seemed to have sulked a little when he left, he made a mental note to buy him something later to improve his mood. He reached up and adjusted his glasses as Mera spoke of the many things that seemed to irritate her, the glare formed on Alari's glasses hiding his eyes as he listened with a blank expression. The moment she stopped however he grinned and tilted his head causing the glare to vanish.
"You're so adorable when you're mad, I know I shouldn't enjoy it but I never get tired of seeing it," he said chuckling to himself. "It is true you are you Mera but please understand it's the subtly in the outfit that makes it wonderful. I'll admit Eryn knows what he's doing though I prefer when you hide your skin."
He looked at the tattoo on his neck and smiled a little at it, he made sure not to stare too long as he thought it was rude as much as he wanted too which is why he preferred it, he didn't like admitting it but even he had trouble resisting such things, it seemed to only be with Mera though. Sad as it was if it was anyone else it wouldn't be a problem but he kept that to himself.
"I learned something new about you so I'm already happy, however Mera when you show that adorable side of yours it makes me want to tease you."
Alari pulled out the key and in one motion spun the key on the tip of his finger before speaking a small smile on his face.
"Let's enjoy our outing today Mera," Alari said before catching the key and putting it back in his sleeve. "I'll unlock your cuffs however-"
Alari cut himself off and removed his glasses letting his eyes glow red before cleaning them with a handkerchief.
"You have to show me another side of yourself before I willingly do so. Angry isn't an option either I see that all the time"
Alari put his glasses back on and held his hand to her smiling a little.
"Please excuse my selfishness for a bit, come let's go and enjoy ourselves. We can hold hands to avoid getting lost if that helps any."
Even if it was only for a few minutes Alari wanted to put a smile on Mera's face, she saw something that truly hurt her the other day he knew that and Mary's words hadn't been forgotten either.
More pain was probably going to follow in the future, Nero was gone, Thanos couldn't stop their father, Mary was being hunted and that was only on her side of things. He didn't have the heart to tell them what else lie in the future with Larel being around them, so just for today, even if only for a moment, even if only for a mere minute he wanted everyone to forget their troubles. That was easier said than done but he wanted some happy memories with all the sad one's recently, he would try and do just that for them, all of them. Larel, Mera, Hotaru, Kaori, Mary even Eryn, how much pain did they all have to deal with daily facing their own personal demons, granted he didn't know the latter four and understood only some of Mera's but even he could see something else in their eyes.
A wise man told him that it was the little moments that were more important, the time spent with others, the smiles shared between people made more of an impact then anything and it was something he came to understand much later.
"I won't give up," Alari said. "No matter what."
He would see Mera's smile, he would work towards that for as long as he needed too.
Once those cuffs were off she was dash towards her father, to protect the people she cared about and settle things for herself, he could respect that in fact he supported her. If he hadn't fallen in love with her he would have just removed the cuffs right then and there but he knew pain would follow and the very idea of Mera in pain hurt him, it hurt so much he felt he would die just from the sensation brought from the thought.
"I'm sorry Mera, I can understand where you're coming from...but I want to stay near you for just a little longer...for a little bit I get to be a little greedy and have you to myself after that Larel will stop me from being anywhere near you."
Great I'm looking forward to reading it. I had a school with a system like that take your time, couldn't even check emails actually and it seems that they indeed don't work I'll remedy that now.
Larel listened to their conversation but he found it hard to stare at Hotaru for too long so his attention diverted to the festival and back to them on occasion. He tried to figure out a way to get past his nervousness while they spoke so he was a little glad Eryn was there. Unfortunately he left before he could come to a conclusion and with him gone he turned his attention fully back to Hotaru not wanting to be rude. Seeing her blush however he felt red flow into his own face and he averted his eyes. When she spoke to him he didn't look back at her but tried to figure out how to answer that question. He was ashamed at how they had gotten him into this but he felt silence would only make him more nervous so he wanted to keep a conversation going. He turned to respond but when his arm was grabbed no words came out and he quickly closed his mouth as his eyes widened a little bit as he walked with her. Once they reached the food it took a fair amount of will power to divert his attention from the arm Hotaru had grabbed, he reached up and rubbed his neck calming himself down before looking at the food. Being around it actually helped a little maybe because it was familiar. He held up two fingers to the vendor before grabbing two skewers from him. He believed this stuff was called Yakitori or something like that,he held one out to Hotaru before answering her question.
"They threatened me with Mary sad as that is to admit," Larel said shaking his head a little. "I didn't expect Alari to take advantage of my fear, it was a lowly trick befitting of the man."
Larel realized he had said fear and that he said more than he intended, Larel decided to casually ignore it and continue speaking.
"What about you Hotaru? How did they get you to dress up?" Larel asked.
Immediately after asking his question Alari's words came to mind and his eyes twitched a little, Alari told him he should be careful of his words today as he was normally too straightforward, he should take some care in this situation when it came to speaking. He loathed the idea of taking the advice of the man but he didn't disagree his words could be taken the wrong way.
"Not that it's bad you dressed up," Larel said nodding his head wanted to clarify he meant it in a positive way. "It looks good."
Larel realized what he said and cleared his throat realizing he had to clarify what he meant again.
"...wait no I didn't mean that it looked good...no I did mean it but I meant the circumstances...uh...never mind just ignore that last part....oh not that I didn't mean it...or...uh never mind."
Now that he thought about it Zenmaru was the one that always corrected him in situations like this, she was more used to conversing like this and knowing Alari he sealed her deeper inside for that reason. He was going to kill Alari for this, how was he supposed to talk to Hotaru much less anyone else when he didn't know what words fit well in conversation, he inwardly sighed and wondered if he had just offended Hotaru.
Alari and Kaori continued to make their way through the crowd when Eryn ran past them, the two stopped and looked at each before Kaori pointed in the direction he ran. Alari nodded in agreement and the two went after him, they weren't sure what was wrong but if he was running like that it worried them a little. They made their way through the people and though Alari wanted to run he didn't want to leave Kaori behind who knew would be unable to keep up in that kimono.
It took a bit of effort but they finally caught up to him, however by then Eryn was already gone and only Mera remained if not for what was right in front of them they may have proceeded after Eryn but both Alari and Kaori were frozen in place.
Alari's whole body seem to turn crimson at the sight of Mera and his glasses fell onto his nose as the world around him seem to darken with Mera standing in the center of it.
"Mera...I...just...wow...uh..." Alari tried to form some kind of sentence but it seemed only bits and pieces came out as he spoke. Kaori on the other hand fell to his knees with wide eyes as if he had just witnessed the beginning of a divine existence in that one moment. Alari's body wobbled a bit but he put his foot down catching himself and pushed his glasses back up; he grabbed Kaori and lifted him back onto his feet and tapped his cheek to snap him out of his daze.
"Sorry about that Mera I tried to find the words to compliment you...but I couldn't find any that convey what I'm seeing right now," Alari said smiling a little.
He blushed a little and rubbed the back of his head as he spoke again having fully regained his composure.
"Also please never wear that kimono again after today....I almost embraced you for a moment and I doubt I would have let go."
Alari lowered his hand from his head and looked over his shoulder.
"Jin."
The little fox popped out of his kimono and looked at Mera before a happy yip came from it.
"Go with Kaori," Alari said causing the fox to jump out of his kimono and onto Kaori's shoulder.
"What but I want to stay," Kaori said. "You can't possibly make me leave now can you?"
"Yes please go and enjoy the festival," Alari said turning him around.
"Oji-san it's not fair I want to stay with Mera-dono! She's so beautiful I have to capture it in my art, future generations have to see this! Please it'll only take a minute! Well that's if I capture I don't know if I have to skill too but let me try!"
"Go on Kaori we talked about this."
Alari gently moved Kaori away and with visible reluctance Kaori walked away from the two, Alari turned back to Mera before offering a small smile.
"Let's enjoy the festival Mera, after everything that's happened a little relaxation might be good."
Though he said relaxation every fragment of his being was nervous, yet he was calm at the same time which was strange but he felt contemplating such matters wasn't important especially given the circumstances.
"They threatened me with Mary sad as that is to admit," Larel said shaking his head a little. "I didn't expect Alari to take advantage of my fear, it was a lowly trick befitting of the man."
Larel realized he had said fear and that he said more than he intended, Larel decided to casually ignore it and continue speaking.
"What about you Hotaru? How did they get you to dress up?" Larel asked.
Immediately after asking his question Alari's words came to mind and his eyes twitched a little, Alari told him he should be careful of his words today as he was normally too straightforward, he should take some care in this situation when it came to speaking. He loathed the idea of taking the advice of the man but he didn't disagree his words could be taken the wrong way.
"Not that it's bad you dressed up," Larel said nodding his head wanted to clarify he meant it in a positive way. "It looks good."
Larel realized what he said and cleared his throat realizing he had to clarify what he meant again.
"...wait no I didn't mean that it looked good...no I did mean it but I meant the circumstances...uh...never mind just ignore that last part....oh not that I didn't mean it...or...uh never mind."
Now that he thought about it Zenmaru was the one that always corrected him in situations like this, she was more used to conversing like this and knowing Alari he sealed her deeper inside for that reason. He was going to kill Alari for this, how was he supposed to talk to Hotaru much less anyone else when he didn't know what words fit well in conversation, he inwardly sighed and wondered if he had just offended Hotaru.
Alari and Kaori continued to make their way through the crowd when Eryn ran past them, the two stopped and looked at each before Kaori pointed in the direction he ran. Alari nodded in agreement and the two went after him, they weren't sure what was wrong but if he was running like that it worried them a little. They made their way through the people and though Alari wanted to run he didn't want to leave Kaori behind who knew would be unable to keep up in that kimono.
It took a bit of effort but they finally caught up to him, however by then Eryn was already gone and only Mera remained if not for what was right in front of them they may have proceeded after Eryn but both Alari and Kaori were frozen in place.
Alari's whole body seem to turn crimson at the sight of Mera and his glasses fell onto his nose as the world around him seem to darken with Mera standing in the center of it.
"Mera...I...just...wow...uh..." Alari tried to form some kind of sentence but it seemed only bits and pieces came out as he spoke. Kaori on the other hand fell to his knees with wide eyes as if he had just witnessed the beginning of a divine existence in that one moment. Alari's body wobbled a bit but he put his foot down catching himself and pushed his glasses back up; he grabbed Kaori and lifted him back onto his feet and tapped his cheek to snap him out of his daze.
"Sorry about that Mera I tried to find the words to compliment you...but I couldn't find any that convey what I'm seeing right now," Alari said smiling a little.
He blushed a little and rubbed the back of his head as he spoke again having fully regained his composure.
"Also please never wear that kimono again after today....I almost embraced you for a moment and I doubt I would have let go."
Alari lowered his hand from his head and looked over his shoulder.
"Jin."
The little fox popped out of his kimono and looked at Mera before a happy yip came from it.
"Go with Kaori," Alari said causing the fox to jump out of his kimono and onto Kaori's shoulder.
"What but I want to stay," Kaori said. "You can't possibly make me leave now can you?"
"Yes please go and enjoy the festival," Alari said turning him around.
"Oji-san it's not fair I want to stay with Mera-dono! She's so beautiful I have to capture it in my art, future generations have to see this! Please it'll only take a minute! Well that's if I capture I don't know if I have to skill too but let me try!"
"Go on Kaori we talked about this."
Alari gently moved Kaori away and with visible reluctance Kaori walked away from the two, Alari turned back to Mera before offering a small smile.
"Let's enjoy the festival Mera, after everything that's happened a little relaxation might be good."
Though he said relaxation every fragment of his being was nervous, yet he was calm at the same time which was strange but he felt contemplating such matters wasn't important especially given the circumstances.
Kaori sat against the wall adjusting the flower in his recently combed hair as he went over everything he had taken care of today, with Alari's help he was able to take care of his cheeks and eyes but Alari didn't touch his mouth saying he felt uncomfortable helping him with his makeup. He knew Alari was being shy but he had to deal without it now since he was being shy. He could have put it on himself but seeing the embarrassed look on Alari's face made the whole thing worthwhile. Alari had gotten him a kimono for the festival since his other one had gotten torn and dirty during their travels. It was a long kimono that stopped just above his ankles and was light pink with light purple flowers decorating the front and back. He had taken care of his nails on his own but he wondered if he should have chosen a different color. Putting his own appearance aside which was a difficult task in itself his attention went to Alari and Larel who were currently wrestling in the room with Alari winning as he pinned Larel down after what seemed like hours of roughhousing.
"Finally...got you..." Alari said breathing heavily as he stared down at Larel. "You're...putting on...that Kimono...right now.'
"I'm not wearing one, I'll go in my normal clothes."
"It's a festival Larel you can't go in that."
Larel raised his head and headbutt Alari before escaping from under him, he tried to run but Alari tackled him and pinned him down on his stomach, the kimono laying a few feet away from them. It wasn't a fancy one as he knew Larel wouldn't agree to anything extravagant, it was a simple black one that would have stopped past his ankles with countless red dots on it, however since he brought it in Larel's been resisting wearing it with all his being.
"You can only be young once Larel," Alari said turning Larel over so he was facing him pinning his arms down. "You should live your youth to the fullest."
"I don't need to hear that from someone over a century old!" Larel yelled at him. "Besides I don't want to wear it, I barely want to go."
"Didn't you say you'd go though."
"Well yeah I did but..."
"Hotaru's waiting right now you know...it'd be embarrassing if she was in a kimono and you weren't right? Be considerate of your friend."
"Ha like Hotaru would wear something like that! it'll look weird if I go and she's not in one."
"Stop being a child and put it on, we both know you want to go with your friend."
Alari glared at Larel who only returned it as the two found themselves at a stalemate, at least that what Larel thought until Alari spoke again.
"I know why you really don't want to go, you're afraid to bump into women while you're there, you never liked crowds but that especially bothers you."
Larel's eyes widened and Kaori seeing this tilted his head and spoke his curiosity peaked by Alari's words.
"Why would he be afraid to bump into a woman Oji-san?"
"If you don't put it on I'll say it out loud Larel," Alari said smiling.
"Never I don't care what you say!"
"Have it your way, Larel has a small fear of women."
Larel's eye twitched and he tried to break free but Alari kept a firm grip on him, Kaori looked at Alari and realizing he was serious pressed the matter further a small grin forming on his face.
"Really now....wait he tends to get along with Mera and Hotaru fine though."
"Mera is his master so it's not a big deal from him to look past gender and even if she wasn't he's okay around strong willed women."
"Strong willed?"
"Yes though in Hotaru's case it'd be one with a rough personality to be more precise."
"Oh you mean a tomboy!"
"That's rude Kaori," Alari said sighing. "That's why you don't get along with her."
"I"ll kill you for that Alari! and I'm not afraid of them!"
"Well to be honest he doesn't get along with anyone but he has a fear of women in particular."
"Ah so that's why he couldn't look Mary-chan in the eyes. Oh and didn't he tell that Naria woman to stay so many feet from him."
"That's correct though people like Mary really set him off. It's actually ironic what he fears most is trapped inside him. Ah I know how to end this...Larel if you don't put on that Kimono I'll have Mary talk to you again."
Larel's eyes widened and for a moment he though he saw fear but Larel quickly pushed it down and glared at him with every ounce of hate he could muster in his current position.
"You wouldn't dare...that girl...has far too much energy you can't do something that cruel!"
"Why Mary-chan I think she's cute."
"That's exactly right Kaori I know your weakness Larel accept your fate and wear the Kimono."
"Ah you insulted Mera and Hotaru without even trying Larel you really are bad with people."
"Shut it Kaori! You wouldn't make me speak with that accursed girl again you don't have the cruelness to do something so vile!"
"Try me."
Larel, Alari and Kaori walked through the crowd with Larel grumbling under his breath as he put his hands in the kimono sleeves, Alari had a wide grin on his face as he looked over at Larel before he put his hands in his own. Larel was in a bad mood but Alari was beyond simple happiness, today was what could be considered an outing with Mera, the very thought of it made Alari's heart beat a little faster and he had to take a few breaths to calm his nerves. He changed into brown hakama and got a red kimono top with small white flowers within the red, he had put on an extra top just in case but being out here now he realized he may have overreacted as it felt wonderful outside it couldn't be a better day for a festival.
He looked over at Larel who at Alari's request/threat took on his real appearance, Alari tied his hair into a low ponytail for him and tried to make him as presentable as possible. He told him since they were in a crowed area it should be okay and that he'd let him know if he needed to change back, but that didn't bring him much comfort since he made him put his sword in his shadow and sealed Zenmaru up so she couldn't give it to him at random.
Alari noticed Larel watching the other people at the festival, some eating together his eyes resting the takoyaki in one's person's hand, his eyes moved around the festival the lights above keeping it lit enough to see but leaving what looked like multi colored orbs of light lingering in the area; looking at it the whole thing seemed like a dream the more he stared at the others. The smiles on the people's faces, children running around with masks and playing with one another. When his gaze rested on the children his eyes narrowed a little and a pained expression crossed his face for a moment.
"Larel are you okay you keep staring at everything, have you never been to a festival before?" Kaori asked looking over at him.
".....I tried to come as child but everyone knew who I was so they just threw rocks at me and chased me away, I never participated after that."
"A-ah....s-sorry to bring it up," Kaori said chuckling nervously.
Larel shook his head indicating it was okay before someone bumped into him, looking closer it was a young woman who turned to speak to him but froze as Larel stared at her his pupils shrinking and murderous intent behind his gaze.
"Sorry about him," Alari said turning him around quickly."Enjoy the festival."
He pushed Larel away from the scene Kaori following until they got a fair enough distance away, Alari looked back once more before sighing a little.
"Thank goodness you need you be more considerate Larel, she bumped into you by acci-" Alari stopped talking as Larel stared wide-eyed straight ahead his jaw dropping.
Alari looked over at Kaori only to see the same expression of surprise and what seemed like awe on his face, when he turned to look at what held the two's attention his glasses were covered in a glare as his mouth turned into a thin line.
"H-Hotaru," Larel said finally find the words.
"T-taru chan...is....is...c..c..cute...how...how is it possible?!"
"Astonishing, she's no Mera but she's certainly a hidden gem," Alari said adjusting his glasses the glare leaving. "Anyway Larel I'm going now have fun."
"Ah wait," Larel said grabbing Alari's sleeve and pulling him down so he could whisper to him.
"I...I can't do this."
"I can't tell you how happy I am you're relying on me right but you have to."
"I'm telling you I can't look at Hotaru this way. You said she wouldn't be in a Kimono."
"No you said that."
"That doesn't matter anymore I can't do it."
"Larel I believe in you, Hotaru is your friend you'll be fine. Now please let go I need to see Mera in a Kimono."
"...that's the only reason you're saying all this isn't it?"
"Partially but I do believe you can do it," Alari said pulling his arm free. "Hotaru is Hotaru so go enjoy your youth," he said pushing him towards her.
"Kaori let's go you can stay with me until I find Mera."
"Okay Oji-san bye Larel, bye cute Taru-chan bye other person!"
"Enjoy the festival," Alari said to them before walking off.
He walked a few feet away before stopping adjusting his glasses as he remembered something.
"Ah before I forget you two look very lovely," Alari said to Erynhill and Hotaru with a smile before turning and going to look for Mera Kaori trailing behind him.
Larel watched Alari leave and rubbed his forehead regretting putting even a little faith in that man, and now he was looking for Mera, Alari threatened him with Mary so he knew what would happen if he pursued them but it bothered him. He didn't think he'd use such tactics against him, that's what he meant by he'd handle it, he truly hated that man.
He opened his eyes and looked back over at Hotaru, he was glad Zenmaru couldn't talk right now as he didn't need any extra stress at the moment. Larel cleared his throat trying to act how he normally did.
"Shall we get going then Hotaru?"
Alari meanwhile walked through the crowed his face covered in red at the thought of seeing Mera, he put his hand over his face pushing up glasses in the process as he tried to calm down.
"Calm down Alari, it's just a garment worn on specific occasions nothing to get bothered about....but....if Hotaru was like that...then Mera...Mera..."
Alari couldn't finish the words as he ran his hand through his hair, he was starting to think he couldn't handle this either.
"Oji-san you're nose is bleeding,"
Alari reached up and covered his nose but feeling nothing there he glared at Kaori before turning forward again.
"There's too many people to use my echo so I have to keep my eyes out don't interrupt me,"
"You were speaking out loud Oji-san you're exited for your date aren't you?"
"It's not a date it's a friendly outing," Alari said moving his hands in his sleeves.
He couldn't admit that he just couldn't think of the situation as such, his heart was already reaching it's limit, if he actually spoke those words he'd probably faint from the pressure as sad as that was.
"It's just a garment, it's just a garment, be calm Alari you can handle this."
"You're speaking out loud again."
"Finally...got you..." Alari said breathing heavily as he stared down at Larel. "You're...putting on...that Kimono...right now.'
"I'm not wearing one, I'll go in my normal clothes."
"It's a festival Larel you can't go in that."
Larel raised his head and headbutt Alari before escaping from under him, he tried to run but Alari tackled him and pinned him down on his stomach, the kimono laying a few feet away from them. It wasn't a fancy one as he knew Larel wouldn't agree to anything extravagant, it was a simple black one that would have stopped past his ankles with countless red dots on it, however since he brought it in Larel's been resisting wearing it with all his being.
"You can only be young once Larel," Alari said turning Larel over so he was facing him pinning his arms down. "You should live your youth to the fullest."
"I don't need to hear that from someone over a century old!" Larel yelled at him. "Besides I don't want to wear it, I barely want to go."
"Didn't you say you'd go though."
"Well yeah I did but..."
"Hotaru's waiting right now you know...it'd be embarrassing if she was in a kimono and you weren't right? Be considerate of your friend."
"Ha like Hotaru would wear something like that! it'll look weird if I go and she's not in one."
"Stop being a child and put it on, we both know you want to go with your friend."
Alari glared at Larel who only returned it as the two found themselves at a stalemate, at least that what Larel thought until Alari spoke again.
"I know why you really don't want to go, you're afraid to bump into women while you're there, you never liked crowds but that especially bothers you."
Larel's eyes widened and Kaori seeing this tilted his head and spoke his curiosity peaked by Alari's words.
"Why would he be afraid to bump into a woman Oji-san?"
"If you don't put it on I'll say it out loud Larel," Alari said smiling.
"Never I don't care what you say!"
"Have it your way, Larel has a small fear of women."
Larel's eye twitched and he tried to break free but Alari kept a firm grip on him, Kaori looked at Alari and realizing he was serious pressed the matter further a small grin forming on his face.
"Really now....wait he tends to get along with Mera and Hotaru fine though."
"Mera is his master so it's not a big deal from him to look past gender and even if she wasn't he's okay around strong willed women."
"Strong willed?"
"Yes though in Hotaru's case it'd be one with a rough personality to be more precise."
"Oh you mean a tomboy!"
"That's rude Kaori," Alari said sighing. "That's why you don't get along with her."
"I"ll kill you for that Alari! and I'm not afraid of them!"
"Well to be honest he doesn't get along with anyone but he has a fear of women in particular."
"Ah so that's why he couldn't look Mary-chan in the eyes. Oh and didn't he tell that Naria woman to stay so many feet from him."
"That's correct though people like Mary really set him off. It's actually ironic what he fears most is trapped inside him. Ah I know how to end this...Larel if you don't put on that Kimono I'll have Mary talk to you again."
Larel's eyes widened and for a moment he though he saw fear but Larel quickly pushed it down and glared at him with every ounce of hate he could muster in his current position.
"You wouldn't dare...that girl...has far too much energy you can't do something that cruel!"
"Why Mary-chan I think she's cute."
"That's exactly right Kaori I know your weakness Larel accept your fate and wear the Kimono."
"Ah you insulted Mera and Hotaru without even trying Larel you really are bad with people."
"Shut it Kaori! You wouldn't make me speak with that accursed girl again you don't have the cruelness to do something so vile!"
"Try me."
Larel, Alari and Kaori walked through the crowd with Larel grumbling under his breath as he put his hands in the kimono sleeves, Alari had a wide grin on his face as he looked over at Larel before he put his hands in his own. Larel was in a bad mood but Alari was beyond simple happiness, today was what could be considered an outing with Mera, the very thought of it made Alari's heart beat a little faster and he had to take a few breaths to calm his nerves. He changed into brown hakama and got a red kimono top with small white flowers within the red, he had put on an extra top just in case but being out here now he realized he may have overreacted as it felt wonderful outside it couldn't be a better day for a festival.
He looked over at Larel who at Alari's request/threat took on his real appearance, Alari tied his hair into a low ponytail for him and tried to make him as presentable as possible. He told him since they were in a crowed area it should be okay and that he'd let him know if he needed to change back, but that didn't bring him much comfort since he made him put his sword in his shadow and sealed Zenmaru up so she couldn't give it to him at random.
Alari noticed Larel watching the other people at the festival, some eating together his eyes resting the takoyaki in one's person's hand, his eyes moved around the festival the lights above keeping it lit enough to see but leaving what looked like multi colored orbs of light lingering in the area; looking at it the whole thing seemed like a dream the more he stared at the others. The smiles on the people's faces, children running around with masks and playing with one another. When his gaze rested on the children his eyes narrowed a little and a pained expression crossed his face for a moment.
"Larel are you okay you keep staring at everything, have you never been to a festival before?" Kaori asked looking over at him.
".....I tried to come as child but everyone knew who I was so they just threw rocks at me and chased me away, I never participated after that."
"A-ah....s-sorry to bring it up," Kaori said chuckling nervously.
Larel shook his head indicating it was okay before someone bumped into him, looking closer it was a young woman who turned to speak to him but froze as Larel stared at her his pupils shrinking and murderous intent behind his gaze.
"Sorry about him," Alari said turning him around quickly."Enjoy the festival."
He pushed Larel away from the scene Kaori following until they got a fair enough distance away, Alari looked back once more before sighing a little.
"Thank goodness you need you be more considerate Larel, she bumped into you by acci-" Alari stopped talking as Larel stared wide-eyed straight ahead his jaw dropping.
Alari looked over at Kaori only to see the same expression of surprise and what seemed like awe on his face, when he turned to look at what held the two's attention his glasses were covered in a glare as his mouth turned into a thin line.
"H-Hotaru," Larel said finally find the words.
"T-taru chan...is....is...c..c..cute...how...how is it possible?!"
"Astonishing, she's no Mera but she's certainly a hidden gem," Alari said adjusting his glasses the glare leaving. "Anyway Larel I'm going now have fun."
"Ah wait," Larel said grabbing Alari's sleeve and pulling him down so he could whisper to him.
"I...I can't do this."
"I can't tell you how happy I am you're relying on me right but you have to."
"I'm telling you I can't look at Hotaru this way. You said she wouldn't be in a Kimono."
"No you said that."
"That doesn't matter anymore I can't do it."
"Larel I believe in you, Hotaru is your friend you'll be fine. Now please let go I need to see Mera in a Kimono."
"...that's the only reason you're saying all this isn't it?"
"Partially but I do believe you can do it," Alari said pulling his arm free. "Hotaru is Hotaru so go enjoy your youth," he said pushing him towards her.
"Kaori let's go you can stay with me until I find Mera."
"Okay Oji-san bye Larel, bye cute Taru-chan bye other person!"
"Enjoy the festival," Alari said to them before walking off.
He walked a few feet away before stopping adjusting his glasses as he remembered something.
"Ah before I forget you two look very lovely," Alari said to Erynhill and Hotaru with a smile before turning and going to look for Mera Kaori trailing behind him.
Larel watched Alari leave and rubbed his forehead regretting putting even a little faith in that man, and now he was looking for Mera, Alari threatened him with Mary so he knew what would happen if he pursued them but it bothered him. He didn't think he'd use such tactics against him, that's what he meant by he'd handle it, he truly hated that man.
He opened his eyes and looked back over at Hotaru, he was glad Zenmaru couldn't talk right now as he didn't need any extra stress at the moment. Larel cleared his throat trying to act how he normally did.
"Shall we get going then Hotaru?"
Alari meanwhile walked through the crowed his face covered in red at the thought of seeing Mera, he put his hand over his face pushing up glasses in the process as he tried to calm down.
"Calm down Alari, it's just a garment worn on specific occasions nothing to get bothered about....but....if Hotaru was like that...then Mera...Mera..."
Alari couldn't finish the words as he ran his hand through his hair, he was starting to think he couldn't handle this either.
"Oji-san you're nose is bleeding,"
Alari reached up and covered his nose but feeling nothing there he glared at Kaori before turning forward again.
"There's too many people to use my echo so I have to keep my eyes out don't interrupt me,"
"You were speaking out loud Oji-san you're exited for your date aren't you?"
"It's not a date it's a friendly outing," Alari said moving his hands in his sleeves.
He couldn't admit that he just couldn't think of the situation as such, his heart was already reaching it's limit, if he actually spoke those words he'd probably faint from the pressure as sad as that was.
"It's just a garment, it's just a garment, be calm Alari you can handle this."
"You're speaking out loud again."
Agreed take three anyway sorry for the wait here's mine.
Name: Larel
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Larel is distant when it comes to interacting with other people, he doesn't believe in friendship since he's had to kill anyone that was a 'friend' throughout his travels.
Underneath his distant personality however he's a straightforward person who's a bit too loyal for his own good.
Knowing this about himself he avoids interacting with people in trouble but can't ignore them either.
Bio: Larel's childhood seems to be fragments of memories which doesn't leave him with much memory of his family.
The earliest memory he has outside of his village is when he attacked a man being guarded by four samurai.
He was starving and he assumed from the mans' appearance that he had some money on him, enough to feed him for the next few days.
He was nine at the time and after catching him off guard attacking from a space between the buildings, he cut through his guards and started to stab him, however a ninja disarmed him and knocked him to the ground.
They were about to execute him but the man stopped the ninja and offered to take Larel in with him instead of killing him.
Knowing his only other option was death Larel agreed and served as the man's other bodyguard.
The ninja that attacked him became Larel's teacher and taught him swordplay and trained him to be a ninja.
The years passed and Larel grew up serving under the man who he found out was a daimyo and was trying to unify the land under his banner.
Larel became a part of his army and served him working to help him achieve his dream of unification.
However his dream was cut short by Larel himself, who killed him in the night after their celebration of gaining another territory. His master found him standing over their lords corpse and attacked him. Larel ran from his master and escaped from his village.
Larel now wanders after having escaped the remnants of his old lord's army and has lost interest in the world around him.
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Other: Larel is skilled in using his sword having fought in skirmishes and performed assassinations when he served.
He's able to manipulate darkness which he uses to attack from a distance.
He has a habit of talking to himself sometimes.
Has a mild case of what is considered Gynophobia
Name: Alari Wisdom AKA "Zen"
Age: 847
Gender: Male
Personality:Alari is a kind man who hates violence. He's a mature person but because of his open outlook on the world around him, he tends to miss common things.
He's normally relatively calm but when his interest is peaked he becomes intensely focused on it almost to the point of obsession.
He seems to become a completely different person when he's in love.
Bio: Amidst turmoil and despair Alari stood in the center of it, among the flames that covered a village he stood with a sword in his left hand, and the head of one of his victims in his right.
Red stretched as far as the eye could see, and the village was quiet.
Alari stood atop a mountain of bodies staring toward the starry night sky with blank eyes and a small smile on his face.
This was his paradise, his red world without pain and suffering. Solitude and silence, no tears and no screams just the crackle of the flames surrounded him.
Tears streamed down Alari's face as happiness enveloped him, joy in the ending of despair.
Alari who was known simply as Zen in his youth traveled from village to village killing anyone he encountered.
Even drifters on the road lives were ended without remorse or hesitation if they encountered him.
Women, children, men young and old Alari slew all of them and smiled all the while.
Eventually however his actions caught up with him as he stood outside a temple he had just finished setting aflame something catching his attention.
Laughter.
He turned towards the source before a pale hand gripped his face slamming him to the ground.
The attacker spoke to him as he was forcibly held down.
"My my look at what you've done. Human...nay I shouldn't call you that. Zen...I think its a good time for you to experience death 9,078 times. That's around how many lives you've taken right?"
Alari's eyes widened as he peered through the fingers of his assailant, he noticed they didn't have a face.
There was just white where their face should be, however as he watched them he watched his face form onto theirs.
"Unless...you'd be willing to make a wager," the assailant added smiling at him.
Centuries passed and Alari is now a traveler who at the moment is residing in a village as a doctor.
Whatever was in his past is long forgotten now and the name Zen no longer lingers anywhere.
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Other: Being a pacifist Alari doesn't carry any weapons on his person.
Alari has extensive knowledge in curses and taps into his own energy to use magic. He believes its called Ki but its only a guess on his part.
Name: Negal
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Negal is a carefree woman who prefers to tell rather than show. She has a high amount of patience when it comes to dealing with sensitive matters, She has a short attention span for things outside her interest people included, but when in a good mood she's normally talkative. She has a strict dedication to her work and a strong desire to accomplish her goals. She normally tries to find an indirect way of helping others not wanting her kind side to show in public.
Bio: Negal lived with her mother and father in a small village near two daimyo who were in a shaky alliance due to tired troops and lack of supplies on both sides. She lived in constant fear of war descending on their land, which it did after one of the daimyo attacked in the night. However the other daimyo anticipated him and acted as well, the village erupted into a battlefield and Negal ran away with her parents. However in their escape her mother who was carrying her was cut down sending Negal tumbling to the ground. Her father saw her fall and their eyes met before he turned and continued running away leaving Negal behind.
Negal watched as arrows stopped her father and most of the families trying to escape. She looked behind her to samurai in armor running towards her towards the other samurai.
Negal closed her eyes waiting to be trampled when loud screams to filled her ears.
She opened her eyes to see a cloaked figure standing in front of her, surrounded by a red aura a sword attached to their waist as the samurai went flying.
The cloaked figure turned to Negal before kneeling down and holding their hand out to her.
After fleeing the battlefield Negal was raised by the kind stranger until she was about thirteen when she ran away after the leader of a clan of ninja came to her.
She trained under them next to a woman whom they had named Ai for a few years.
Eventually however Negal grew tired of the constant corruption and treachery that came with her job and left their employ.
She got as far away from people and all signs of life before having a home built through her old contacts, she now resides there occasionally visited by Ai who seeks Negal's information.
Only three people know of her home one being Ai and the other being her go between Yuki.
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Other: Negal uses a tetsugen that she keeps hidden in her sleeve, she keeps the attachments on her at all times
She learned how to use her blood in exchange for magic while serving the ninja clan.
She has some knowledge in using swords but only with ones like a wakazashi, her main training is in her tetsugen though so its more of a last resort.
Name: Kaori Hisugawa
Age: Unknown since he lies about it. Presumed to be 24
Gender: Male?
Personality: Kaori is an eccentric young man who seeks to find the beauty in all things around him though his vision of beautiful things goes outside good cultural standpoints.
He tends to become obsessed with his painting once he finds a worthy target and under his ever smiling face is a sadistic twisted side that seeks to bring beauty into the world, through any means necessary.
His intentions though good have gotten him in trouble on numerous occassions.
Kaori seems to only show his serious side when he's painting and seems to enjoy all sides of people.
Bio: Kaori's past is shrouded in mysters as he now works as a traveling artist, but what little is known about him is that he once worked under a very prestigious painter.
He took Kaori in when he was a child after seeing young Kaori drawing on his own in a burning home.
Kaori's town had been attacked by bandits but young Kaori for some reason wasn't attacked, it wasn't until he saw him that he found out why.
The young boy was happily smiling was sketching the flames that were quickly closing in on him and the bodies of the bandits that lay around him.
He noticed that a samurai was laying amongst the flames and assumed he was the one that took the bandits out as there was no blood on Kaori.
He saved Kaori and to his surprise got hit since his picture got burned because the man had pulled him out.
The man took Kaori in after agreeing to make up for it by teaching him to drawn and paint.
Time passed and Kaori soon became a very skilled painter, but his interest seemed to change as he grew older, he sought to find the beauty in other people.
The idea was a noble one but the way he showed it was outside of that, because he refused to change his way of painting his master threw him out telling him never to return.
Kaori raised his brush to the heavens and grinned to himself as he sought to find enough beauty to make a battle stop at his very works.
Kaori now seems to have attached his attention to Mera who he believes would serve as a wonderful addition to his already large collection, the painting to trump all paintings.
"I shall call it 'The crimson angel'" Kaori said as he went to find Mera.
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Other: Though his works are questionable in nature Kaori is a very skilled painter.
It's believed Kaori carries a weapon on him since he travels so often, but he seems TOO willing to allow others to search for it
Behind his strange nature lies the mind of a very intelligent person, but the craziness cancels it out
If you want to get pictures I wouldn't mind, I'm okay with a description or nothing at all, I got excited and ended up getting pictures for mine so it was more of spontaneity than planning. I'll look for the IC now that I've taken care of most things on my end.
Name: Murio Nishikawa
Age:unknown
Gender:male
Personality:unknown
Bio- Sixth Commander under Ai, the Commander of deception.
Appearance:
Other-Apparently has the ability to erase his 'existence' from the minds of others.
Name: Larel
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Larel is distant when it comes to interacting with other people, he doesn't believe in friendship since he's had to kill anyone that was a 'friend' throughout his travels.
Underneath his distant personality however he's a straightforward person who's a bit too loyal for his own good.
Knowing this about himself he avoids interacting with people in trouble but can't ignore them either.
Bio: Larel's childhood seems to be fragments of memories which doesn't leave him with much memory of his family.
The earliest memory he has outside of his village is when he attacked a man being guarded by four samurai.
He was starving and he assumed from the mans' appearance that he had some money on him, enough to feed him for the next few days.
He was nine at the time and after catching him off guard attacking from a space between the buildings, he cut through his guards and started to stab him, however a ninja disarmed him and knocked him to the ground.
They were about to execute him but the man stopped the ninja and offered to take Larel in with him instead of killing him.
Knowing his only other option was death Larel agreed and served as the man's other bodyguard.
The ninja that attacked him became Larel's teacher and taught him swordplay and trained him to be a ninja.
The years passed and Larel grew up serving under the man who he found out was a daimyo and was trying to unify the land under his banner.
Larel became a part of his army and served him working to help him achieve his dream of unification.
However his dream was cut short by Larel himself, who killed him in the night after their celebration of gaining another territory. His master found him standing over their lords corpse and attacked him. Larel ran from his master and escaped from his village.
Larel now wanders after having escaped the remnants of his old lord's army and has lost interest in the world around him.
Picture:
Other: Larel is skilled in using his sword having fought in skirmishes and performed assassinations when he served.
He's able to manipulate darkness which he uses to attack from a distance.
He has a habit of talking to himself sometimes.
Has a mild case of what is considered Gynophobia
Name: Alari Wisdom AKA "Zen"
Age: 847
Gender: Male
Personality:Alari is a kind man who hates violence. He's a mature person but because of his open outlook on the world around him, he tends to miss common things.
He's normally relatively calm but when his interest is peaked he becomes intensely focused on it almost to the point of obsession.
He seems to become a completely different person when he's in love.
Bio: Amidst turmoil and despair Alari stood in the center of it, among the flames that covered a village he stood with a sword in his left hand, and the head of one of his victims in his right.
Red stretched as far as the eye could see, and the village was quiet.
Alari stood atop a mountain of bodies staring toward the starry night sky with blank eyes and a small smile on his face.
This was his paradise, his red world without pain and suffering. Solitude and silence, no tears and no screams just the crackle of the flames surrounded him.
Tears streamed down Alari's face as happiness enveloped him, joy in the ending of despair.
Alari who was known simply as Zen in his youth traveled from village to village killing anyone he encountered.
Even drifters on the road lives were ended without remorse or hesitation if they encountered him.
Women, children, men young and old Alari slew all of them and smiled all the while.
Eventually however his actions caught up with him as he stood outside a temple he had just finished setting aflame something catching his attention.
Laughter.
He turned towards the source before a pale hand gripped his face slamming him to the ground.
The attacker spoke to him as he was forcibly held down.
"My my look at what you've done. Human...nay I shouldn't call you that. Zen...I think its a good time for you to experience death 9,078 times. That's around how many lives you've taken right?"
Alari's eyes widened as he peered through the fingers of his assailant, he noticed they didn't have a face.
There was just white where their face should be, however as he watched them he watched his face form onto theirs.
"Unless...you'd be willing to make a wager," the assailant added smiling at him.
Centuries passed and Alari is now a traveler who at the moment is residing in a village as a doctor.
Whatever was in his past is long forgotten now and the name Zen no longer lingers anywhere.
Picture:
Other: Being a pacifist Alari doesn't carry any weapons on his person.
Alari has extensive knowledge in curses and taps into his own energy to use magic. He believes its called Ki but its only a guess on his part.
Name: Negal
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Negal is a carefree woman who prefers to tell rather than show. She has a high amount of patience when it comes to dealing with sensitive matters, She has a short attention span for things outside her interest people included, but when in a good mood she's normally talkative. She has a strict dedication to her work and a strong desire to accomplish her goals. She normally tries to find an indirect way of helping others not wanting her kind side to show in public.
Bio: Negal lived with her mother and father in a small village near two daimyo who were in a shaky alliance due to tired troops and lack of supplies on both sides. She lived in constant fear of war descending on their land, which it did after one of the daimyo attacked in the night. However the other daimyo anticipated him and acted as well, the village erupted into a battlefield and Negal ran away with her parents. However in their escape her mother who was carrying her was cut down sending Negal tumbling to the ground. Her father saw her fall and their eyes met before he turned and continued running away leaving Negal behind.
Negal watched as arrows stopped her father and most of the families trying to escape. She looked behind her to samurai in armor running towards her towards the other samurai.
Negal closed her eyes waiting to be trampled when loud screams to filled her ears.
She opened her eyes to see a cloaked figure standing in front of her, surrounded by a red aura a sword attached to their waist as the samurai went flying.
The cloaked figure turned to Negal before kneeling down and holding their hand out to her.
After fleeing the battlefield Negal was raised by the kind stranger until she was about thirteen when she ran away after the leader of a clan of ninja came to her.
She trained under them next to a woman whom they had named Ai for a few years.
Eventually however Negal grew tired of the constant corruption and treachery that came with her job and left their employ.
She got as far away from people and all signs of life before having a home built through her old contacts, she now resides there occasionally visited by Ai who seeks Negal's information.
Only three people know of her home one being Ai and the other being her go between Yuki.
Picture:
Other: Negal uses a tetsugen that she keeps hidden in her sleeve, she keeps the attachments on her at all times
She learned how to use her blood in exchange for magic while serving the ninja clan.
She has some knowledge in using swords but only with ones like a wakazashi, her main training is in her tetsugen though so its more of a last resort.
Name: Kaori Hisugawa
Age: Unknown since he lies about it. Presumed to be 24
Gender: Male?
Personality: Kaori is an eccentric young man who seeks to find the beauty in all things around him though his vision of beautiful things goes outside good cultural standpoints.
He tends to become obsessed with his painting once he finds a worthy target and under his ever smiling face is a sadistic twisted side that seeks to bring beauty into the world, through any means necessary.
His intentions though good have gotten him in trouble on numerous occassions.
Kaori seems to only show his serious side when he's painting and seems to enjoy all sides of people.
Bio: Kaori's past is shrouded in mysters as he now works as a traveling artist, but what little is known about him is that he once worked under a very prestigious painter.
He took Kaori in when he was a child after seeing young Kaori drawing on his own in a burning home.
Kaori's town had been attacked by bandits but young Kaori for some reason wasn't attacked, it wasn't until he saw him that he found out why.
The young boy was happily smiling was sketching the flames that were quickly closing in on him and the bodies of the bandits that lay around him.
He noticed that a samurai was laying amongst the flames and assumed he was the one that took the bandits out as there was no blood on Kaori.
He saved Kaori and to his surprise got hit since his picture got burned because the man had pulled him out.
The man took Kaori in after agreeing to make up for it by teaching him to drawn and paint.
Time passed and Kaori soon became a very skilled painter, but his interest seemed to change as he grew older, he sought to find the beauty in other people.
The idea was a noble one but the way he showed it was outside of that, because he refused to change his way of painting his master threw him out telling him never to return.
Kaori raised his brush to the heavens and grinned to himself as he sought to find enough beauty to make a battle stop at his very works.
Kaori now seems to have attached his attention to Mera who he believes would serve as a wonderful addition to his already large collection, the painting to trump all paintings.
"I shall call it 'The crimson angel'" Kaori said as he went to find Mera.
Picture:
Other: Though his works are questionable in nature Kaori is a very skilled painter.
It's believed Kaori carries a weapon on him since he travels so often, but he seems TOO willing to allow others to search for it
Behind his strange nature lies the mind of a very intelligent person, but the craziness cancels it out
If you want to get pictures I wouldn't mind, I'm okay with a description or nothing at all, I got excited and ended up getting pictures for mine so it was more of spontaneity than planning. I'll look for the IC now that I've taken care of most things on my end.
Name: Murio Nishikawa
Age:unknown
Gender:male
Personality:unknown
Bio- Sixth Commander under Ai, the Commander of deception.
Appearance:
Other-Apparently has the ability to erase his 'existence' from the minds of others.
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