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S'okay, thanks. It just feels a little odd to read it s'only reason I mentioned it :P
His smile slowly fades into a thoughtful look as his gaze follows his counterpart's movements carefully.. 'Hmmm, he seems to be getting a batter gasp on his energy' His head tilts as the ribbons of energy gather about his limbs. 'Or should I say they have abetter grasp on him, heh'A gentle feeling settles in his stomach and for a time he simply enjoys the show. He ignores the faint ache that begins in his shoulder, the display more than enough to distract the injured guardian. His hair begins snaking out behind him, twisting and curling with the little currents Enasi's movements create beneath the surface and Seishu lets out a mental sigh at the feeling of flowing water over his skin. 'Yes, he is getting the hang of it' he muses as Enasi's turn finishes and he returns to the bottom of the pool.
Without looking to the other guardian Seishu swims slowly to the surface, his energy peaking and coiling about him, excited and energetic. It seems almost happy to be being used after such little time truly active since his injury. 'Goes to show how much I really use it. It's only been, what, a few days? It seems almost impatient to be used as I normally use it. It almost has it's own will at this point' He shakes his head, as he reaches the surface, dismissing the silly thought. He knows better. He knows it is hie own will driving his energy to become overactive. His keeps his gaze down as he takes a few breaths. Rue opens his mouth as if to call to him, however something about the look in his eyes keeps the little fairy silent. Finally, with a small shudder, Seishu returns to the world beneath the surface and begins his turn.
Like a shot he darts to the bottom of the pool, pelting head first but executing a perfect flip just as he reaches the ground and lands hard on his feet. From where he strikes a black cloud billows out, staying low so as to not touch his counterpart as it coats the area. Several tongues of black come and coils around his body as he kicks off, rising up and spinning like a spinner dolphin his arms lifted slightly away from his body. As he reaches the surface he whips around in an arch and moves back towards the blackness, his hair snapping at the surface. His speed increases as once again he strike the cloud with his legs and launches off towards the side. No bubbles this time, just streaks of black that hold form only for a few seconds before falling back into the mass below.
'More. Faster. Harder. Let it flow, let it shift, let it rise, let it clash. . .' His mind begins humming happily as he begins feeling more and more like his old self. Many nights would find him making sport in the lake, or in the sky above, spreading his energy about and entertaining his precious minions and nightmares. Many would fly or swim with him, taking cues from his energy so they could make fantastic displays until at last they all rest, exhausted, on the blue plains of grass covering much of the land around his castle. So distracted by his joy it takes him a little while to realize he's broken open the wound in his shoulder and leg. When at last he does notice he simply grins at the faint traces of blood in the water.
Above the surface Crios's tail stills as the scent of blood seeps to the surface. 'I need to do something, but with what he's doing it's not like I can just dive in to stop him. . . .' However his dilemma is solved moments later.
With a chuckle Seishu throws his arms up, two huge jets of water erupting along the surface. Blood streams freely from his wounds and climb the jets. The water takes the shape of two large trees, the blood making it look as if the tree has red leaves. 'Beautiful. . . .' He smiles up at his creations, content with their form and shape. However in that instant a ripping pain lances through his midsection and he lets out a scream and coils around the pain. The trees come crashing back down into the pool only to be blasted aside as Seishu's scream acts with almost concussive force to create a whirlpool around him.
The whirlpool goes all the way to the bottom of the pool where Seishu lay curled up around his pain. Now without the water diluting it the blood pools thickly around him, small streams of it coming out from between his fingers where they are clenched over his stomach. Rue, who had avoided being injured by darting away from the pool when the trees had fallen, returns to hover over the pool when he spots Seishu resting in the middle of the rushing water. Crios too had avoided injury, however he is for to spooked to do little more than gaze astounded at the raging current. Rue wants badly to go down to Seishu, however he knows better and simply crosses his arms tightly over his middle and waits to see what his lord will do for Seishu.
Without looking to the other guardian Seishu swims slowly to the surface, his energy peaking and coiling about him, excited and energetic. It seems almost happy to be being used after such little time truly active since his injury. 'Goes to show how much I really use it. It's only been, what, a few days? It seems almost impatient to be used as I normally use it. It almost has it's own will at this point' He shakes his head, as he reaches the surface, dismissing the silly thought. He knows better. He knows it is hie own will driving his energy to become overactive. His keeps his gaze down as he takes a few breaths. Rue opens his mouth as if to call to him, however something about the look in his eyes keeps the little fairy silent. Finally, with a small shudder, Seishu returns to the world beneath the surface and begins his turn.
Like a shot he darts to the bottom of the pool, pelting head first but executing a perfect flip just as he reaches the ground and lands hard on his feet. From where he strikes a black cloud billows out, staying low so as to not touch his counterpart as it coats the area. Several tongues of black come and coils around his body as he kicks off, rising up and spinning like a spinner dolphin his arms lifted slightly away from his body. As he reaches the surface he whips around in an arch and moves back towards the blackness, his hair snapping at the surface. His speed increases as once again he strike the cloud with his legs and launches off towards the side. No bubbles this time, just streaks of black that hold form only for a few seconds before falling back into the mass below.
'More. Faster. Harder. Let it flow, let it shift, let it rise, let it clash. . .' His mind begins humming happily as he begins feeling more and more like his old self. Many nights would find him making sport in the lake, or in the sky above, spreading his energy about and entertaining his precious minions and nightmares. Many would fly or swim with him, taking cues from his energy so they could make fantastic displays until at last they all rest, exhausted, on the blue plains of grass covering much of the land around his castle. So distracted by his joy it takes him a little while to realize he's broken open the wound in his shoulder and leg. When at last he does notice he simply grins at the faint traces of blood in the water.
Above the surface Crios's tail stills as the scent of blood seeps to the surface. 'I need to do something, but with what he's doing it's not like I can just dive in to stop him. . . .' However his dilemma is solved moments later.
With a chuckle Seishu throws his arms up, two huge jets of water erupting along the surface. Blood streams freely from his wounds and climb the jets. The water takes the shape of two large trees, the blood making it look as if the tree has red leaves. 'Beautiful. . . .' He smiles up at his creations, content with their form and shape. However in that instant a ripping pain lances through his midsection and he lets out a scream and coils around the pain. The trees come crashing back down into the pool only to be blasted aside as Seishu's scream acts with almost concussive force to create a whirlpool around him.
The whirlpool goes all the way to the bottom of the pool where Seishu lay curled up around his pain. Now without the water diluting it the blood pools thickly around him, small streams of it coming out from between his fingers where they are clenched over his stomach. Rue, who had avoided being injured by darting away from the pool when the trees had fallen, returns to hover over the pool when he spots Seishu resting in the middle of the rushing water. Crios too had avoided injury, however he is for to spooked to do little more than gaze astounded at the raging current. Rue wants badly to go down to Seishu, however he knows better and simply crosses his arms tightly over his middle and waits to see what his lord will do for Seishu.
Okay, good with the multi squads devolving thing. . . . .
I don't have any solid ideas on the matter as of yet, but I do have a thought that may help in solving the “Why” thing. What I can see as a 'solid' reason would have to do with keeping the secret. The mass killings would be specifically for children born from humans and non-humans because the higher ups see them as a threat to the secret. . . . .Just the first idea at the forefront of my mind.
*Shuffles around* Okay, we can talk about kid thing laters. . . . :P
No no, not. . . .Hnnnn, how to say. . . . .Since most of the races are rather long lived, and each generation of aristocratic family would have their children join, I can see most of the workforce made up of those kinds, since. . . .Well, I had the idea that the Organization doesn't pay all that well, and if all the workers are from rich families they will not mind the low pay. However the families that are not rich have to find other jobs that pay better, or take on a second job if they still want to work for the Organization. Just an idea. *Though happens* I know you said that the Organization needs to be everywhere, and I agree, but I just had an idea that wight work for both thoughts. How about the Organization has been established so long that they don't really NEED too many workers because there are no more mass riots or incursions. Like, they've downsized since for the most part a Organization member showing up on a scene is normally more than enough to defuse a situation.
Just a though that hit me. Oh, and I got the feeling that you had a very different idea with this line “Money, protection, a chance to have a position of authority,” so, what were your ideas on that? Care to elaborate?
I don't have any solid ideas on the matter as of yet, but I do have a thought that may help in solving the “Why” thing. What I can see as a 'solid' reason would have to do with keeping the secret. The mass killings would be specifically for children born from humans and non-humans because the higher ups see them as a threat to the secret. . . . .Just the first idea at the forefront of my mind.
*Shuffles around* Okay, we can talk about kid thing laters. . . . :P
No no, not. . . .Hnnnn, how to say. . . . .Since most of the races are rather long lived, and each generation of aristocratic family would have their children join, I can see most of the workforce made up of those kinds, since. . . .Well, I had the idea that the Organization doesn't pay all that well, and if all the workers are from rich families they will not mind the low pay. However the families that are not rich have to find other jobs that pay better, or take on a second job if they still want to work for the Organization. Just an idea. *Though happens* I know you said that the Organization needs to be everywhere, and I agree, but I just had an idea that wight work for both thoughts. How about the Organization has been established so long that they don't really NEED too many workers because there are no more mass riots or incursions. Like, they've downsized since for the most part a Organization member showing up on a scene is normally more than enough to defuse a situation.
Just a though that hit me. Oh, and I got the feeling that you had a very different idea with this line “Money, protection, a chance to have a position of authority,” so, what were your ideas on that? Care to elaborate?
*Sigh* Amano, his name's Amano :P Not Amaro :P
A few ideas flicker through his mind as the boy reveals the new tidbit of information and for several seconds he remains silent in thought. 'What he says implies that the Sire of the one who made him was most likely coming to the new land to meet up with their own Sire. If their maker was already here and they on their way to him I may be able to find some information on the arrival from the local chapter of my order. I know there is one not too far from here, a nights ride at most even with a passenger' His fingers still for a moment and he lets out a faint sigh. 'And if that does not work, I will have to begin my search manually. Going from town to town seeking out new arrivals and others who share his scent' Looking down at the boy, his eyes coming back into focus he tousles his hair once more.
“Good job, that is very helpful. We shall not leave right away tonight, however we should wake early tomorrow. We will need the full night to reach our next destination.” Shifting the young one off to the side, setting him gently on the mattress, Dorian stands and begins removing his clothes in preparation for bed. He lays each piece out so that they do not wrinkle, and with a sigh he likewise sorts out James's clothing. “I know it is early, however I am feeling quite settled at the moment and it would be nice to get another bath before we leave.” Once free of all his clothes Dorian returns to the beds and crawls beneath the covers. Stretching he lays so that the boy will have room beside him and settles back into the mattress, his hair splaying out over the pillow.
“Good job, that is very helpful. We shall not leave right away tonight, however we should wake early tomorrow. We will need the full night to reach our next destination.” Shifting the young one off to the side, setting him gently on the mattress, Dorian stands and begins removing his clothes in preparation for bed. He lays each piece out so that they do not wrinkle, and with a sigh he likewise sorts out James's clothing. “I know it is early, however I am feeling quite settled at the moment and it would be nice to get another bath before we leave.” Once free of all his clothes Dorian returns to the beds and crawls beneath the covers. Stretching he lays so that the boy will have room beside him and settles back into the mattress, his hair splaying out over the pillow.
No problem, I an patient, I will wait :P Good luck in your studies!
Dorian's head tilts to the side as the young one pulls away from him. When he turns around, still laying flush against his chest, he cocks an eyebrow curiously. 'Well, something seems to have sparked' He hums softly as James nuzzle against him and he brings his hands up to rest across the arch of the newborn's back. 'I like this. He seems to be settling quickly' His mind drifts a bit, his full belly and close quarters to another body calming him. However when the boy poses his question his mind snaps back to it's usual sharp state. He tries to look down at the young man in his arms, however just as he moves James snugs up even closer limiting Dorian's head movements.
'Something definitely sparked. That tone, his clinging, I can almost feel his fear of the possibility' A low growl finds it's way out between his lips as once again James sets fang to his neck. The growl however isn't threatening and devolves into a hum as he lets the boy drink while he thinks. 'Perhaps something about the story reminded him of his own life, or the actual trip here to the colonies. I can feel the bond between us strengthening with each drop of my blood he consumes, and his mind will become clearer as we become closer. However, that does not mean his memory will return readily. I know many a vampire who have that moment in their unlife, their rebirth, sealed away in a place they can not access'
Running his hand up James's back he takes a gentle hold on the back of his head and pulls him from his neck. Pulling him back just far enough to look into the young one's eyes he smiles, leaning in to lap away a stray drop of blood from the corner of his mouth. As he leans back he says in a soft, low voice. “If he made you, or one close to him, does not matter. You are mine now, and all this hunting will not change that.” Bringing his hand to the boy's forehead he brushes his bangs back gently. “This hunt if for my job though, so if you are recalling anything, no matter how small, please tell me Little One. . .” He continues to smooth his fingers through the young man's hair as he waits.
'Something definitely sparked. That tone, his clinging, I can almost feel his fear of the possibility' A low growl finds it's way out between his lips as once again James sets fang to his neck. The growl however isn't threatening and devolves into a hum as he lets the boy drink while he thinks. 'Perhaps something about the story reminded him of his own life, or the actual trip here to the colonies. I can feel the bond between us strengthening with each drop of my blood he consumes, and his mind will become clearer as we become closer. However, that does not mean his memory will return readily. I know many a vampire who have that moment in their unlife, their rebirth, sealed away in a place they can not access'
Running his hand up James's back he takes a gentle hold on the back of his head and pulls him from his neck. Pulling him back just far enough to look into the young one's eyes he smiles, leaning in to lap away a stray drop of blood from the corner of his mouth. As he leans back he says in a soft, low voice. “If he made you, or one close to him, does not matter. You are mine now, and all this hunting will not change that.” Bringing his hand to the boy's forehead he brushes his bangs back gently. “This hunt if for my job though, so if you are recalling anything, no matter how small, please tell me Little One. . .” He continues to smooth his fingers through the young man's hair as he waits.
AHHHH! It's you! You're here!(I am sitting 5 feet from her and watched her sign up) It's a-MAZING! WHooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Watching with a skeptical smirk Seishu relaxes against the bottom of the pool, keeping his energy in close as to not disturb Enasi's display. His eyes follow the other's movements closely, judging each movement, each little exertion of energy with a critical eye. 'He is methodical, his control very sharp, but a little jittery. It's obvious he's not use to stuff like this, but despite that it is rather entertaining' Hie lets out an inaudible growl when the little fish come close, but refuses to budge from his spot despite the discomfort. His tongue darts out as Enasi rises to the surface with his creation. 'Well, he seems to be enjoying himself. Time for something a little harder. . . .'
Before he can move to take the “stage” however Enasi moves in close, the action catching his attention. At first he tries to keep him in sight, but when the whirlpool begins forming around him he relaxes into it. 'He's defiantly relaxing into this, however. . . .' He gives Enasi a smirk, his eyelids at half mast and swims around him in a single arch before moving off towards the center of the deep end. As he passes he's barely an inch from the other and as he moves away his hair drags along Enasi's arm and side. Once in the middle he turns so that his display will be seen by both parties before he begins.
His arms snap out and bubbles race in long streams out from each palm. After about ten feet from each side the stream turn and coil back towards Seishu and take on the figures of silver bubble snakes. His hands drop to his sides and he arches back, making a loop of bubbles that the snakes pass through, coiling around and around each other as they pass. The Nightmare Guardian's body twist and arches as he makes two more loops, the completed figure looking a lot like a clover. The snakes continue to move through the loops as he comes to rest with them displayed behind him, his body resting in the center of the clover.
Flexing a bit he closes his eyes and with tight flowing motions he adds a final loop, this one weaving around the other three to form a triquetra of sorts, all the while dodging the snakes. The serpents move in intricate symmetrical patterns, passing in front of and behind Seishu in their dance until they finally collide above the top loop, a shower of silver sparks cascading down in the water, erasing the triquetra as they pass until they all wink out of existence a few feet above the bottom of the pool, and well away from Enasi.
Taking a quick trip to the surface for a breath Seishu smiles as Rue sequels happily. “That was so cool! It was like, dancing, and art, and WOW!” Seishu chuckles and returns to Enasi's side with a grin. Above Rue clutches his hands in front of him and turns to Crios. “I can't wait to see what Lord Enasi does to top that!”
The fox man looks up at Rue with a curious look. “Top that? You mean Night thinks this is a competition?” His tone is only vaguely disapproving, seeing as his patient seems to be recovering, or at least not feeling pain at the moment.
Rue nods rapidly. “Yup, I could see it in his eyes!” He turns back to the water with a thoughtful expression. “I wonder if it would be even cooler if he wasn't hurt. . . .” Crios too looks to the water and wonders much the same thing.
Before he can move to take the “stage” however Enasi moves in close, the action catching his attention. At first he tries to keep him in sight, but when the whirlpool begins forming around him he relaxes into it. 'He's defiantly relaxing into this, however. . . .' He gives Enasi a smirk, his eyelids at half mast and swims around him in a single arch before moving off towards the center of the deep end. As he passes he's barely an inch from the other and as he moves away his hair drags along Enasi's arm and side. Once in the middle he turns so that his display will be seen by both parties before he begins.
His arms snap out and bubbles race in long streams out from each palm. After about ten feet from each side the stream turn and coil back towards Seishu and take on the figures of silver bubble snakes. His hands drop to his sides and he arches back, making a loop of bubbles that the snakes pass through, coiling around and around each other as they pass. The Nightmare Guardian's body twist and arches as he makes two more loops, the completed figure looking a lot like a clover. The snakes continue to move through the loops as he comes to rest with them displayed behind him, his body resting in the center of the clover.
Flexing a bit he closes his eyes and with tight flowing motions he adds a final loop, this one weaving around the other three to form a triquetra of sorts, all the while dodging the snakes. The serpents move in intricate symmetrical patterns, passing in front of and behind Seishu in their dance until they finally collide above the top loop, a shower of silver sparks cascading down in the water, erasing the triquetra as they pass until they all wink out of existence a few feet above the bottom of the pool, and well away from Enasi.
Taking a quick trip to the surface for a breath Seishu smiles as Rue sequels happily. “That was so cool! It was like, dancing, and art, and WOW!” Seishu chuckles and returns to Enasi's side with a grin. Above Rue clutches his hands in front of him and turns to Crios. “I can't wait to see what Lord Enasi does to top that!”
The fox man looks up at Rue with a curious look. “Top that? You mean Night thinks this is a competition?” His tone is only vaguely disapproving, seeing as his patient seems to be recovering, or at least not feeling pain at the moment.
Rue nods rapidly. “Yup, I could see it in his eyes!” He turns back to the water with a thoughtful expression. “I wonder if it would be even cooler if he wasn't hurt. . . .” Crios too looks to the water and wonders much the same thing.
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