Shurikai

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(Annabel/Elizabeth)

As the cloaked god touched her body, a surge of energy washed over Elizabeth. Her breath caught in her chest and once it was over, she collapsed, gasping for air.

It took several minutes for Elizabeth to catch her breath. Looking around, she only saw possible threats. Everything was a danger now and she could see how to defend herself from them. A well of panic rose in her throat. Was this what being stronger meant? She forced it down and shook her head. It was a small price to pay.

Annabel had been watching her sister. A swirl of questions circled in her mind. What kind of blessing could her sister want from him? She watched, unmoving, as her sister received the gift and fell. It was Elizabeth's choice to accept it. Once her sister had recovered, she walked over and attempted to help her to her feet. She was rewarded with her sister pushing her away.
"Elizabeth, is something wrong?" She asked, only slight concern showed in her voice as she assumed it had something to do with the god.

"I'm fine! You don't have to coddle me all the time!" Elizabeth nearly shouted in reply and stormed off, leaving a confused and worried Annabel behind.

(Kiyovu)

Kiyovu blinked. This woman had no idea who he was. Taking a moment, he looked around. He had been here several times in the past, it hadn't changed much. He looked back to the female before him and sighed. A gust of hot air blew passed her and not a moment later, the alcohol and its effects were purged from her body.

He could hear the dog as it moved closer. It had courage to approach a god in such a threatening manner. It also had to truly love this woman and her flock to protect them from him. Kiyovu wasn't about to let himself get attacked and stared into its eyes for a brief moment then blinked, showing he was not here to harm anyone.

"Madam, I am the God of Summer. I have found your compassion and skill in combat to be worthy of its bounty." He said then looked back to her, "Would you accept, or deny what I offer?"

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Ive been thinking about what to write. I will probably combine Kiyovu and Annabel/Elizabeth into one post.. and that should be tonight or tomorrow.

The Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

Marmalade made it her mission to ignore anyone who showed up with or after Armond. She assumed that anyone else that appeared probably worked for him. This included the bossy newcomer that climbed the ladder unprepared. She had no extra hammers, so she decided to pretend she didn't hear him. After a moment, however, she gave in. It was more important to mend the roof in a timely manner.
"You will have to go get one." Marmalade finally replied without looking at him, "I didn't bring anymore up."

Listening quietly, Marmalade heard Caelyn talking to Armond about his attitude toward half-bloods. She scoffed loudly as he explained himself. It was a few minutes before she realized she had done that out loud and tentatively went back to hammering nails into the wood.

One by one, their companions returned. Led by Raena of all people. Marmalade smiled, it was good they had returned as it had started to sprinkle lightly. She estimated that the storm would be over them within the hour. Pulling her away from the looming clouds, Raena had shouted to her about helping with the roof, but was quickly distracted by the people that had joined them in her absence. She smiled again. Raena would be a very welcome distraction from her annoyance.

After about an hour, the roof had been sufficiently repaired. Not a moment too soon either as the rain started to become heavier. Marmalade waited for the man who assisted her to climb down first and followed him. Before entering the cabin, she picked up a few extra pieces of firewood. She was certain this rain was going to last all night.

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Sorry for not posting. I have been busy all day. I will see about it when I get home.

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It shows. X3

Its 1:32 A.M. here.

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What time is it for you guys/girls?

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We can make more than one?

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>.>

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TheSecret said
As soon as she heard the voice C.C felt goose bumps, however she reactly quite quickly and pulled out her sword with a hand at the same time she turned around to see the cat"..." C.C rubbed her head sheathed her sword, still holding the lamb with the other hand, she looked at the small white fluffy anima "Too much alcohol makes you imagine things" C.c said and left the animal next to it's mother

A smiled danced on the otherwise stone figure of Kiyovu's face. This woman was playing hard to get. Fine, if she did not come to him, he would go to her. It wasn't every day he found someone worthy of his time. Even if she is a drunk. With a sigh, his body evaporated into a gust of wind.

The small cat seemed to mirror Kiyovu's smile and took off into the night. A warm wind blew into the farm as he reemerged in the place the cat had been only moments before.
"Madam, I would speak to you." His words were not aggressive, he simply wanted to discover if she truly was worthy of Summer's gifts. Surely a farmer such as her would at least consider an audience with him.

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Both girls stood motionless, mouths agape. A wish or a blessing from the God of Death and Fear? Perhaps it was good to be late for once. Annabel looked down at her sister. What could a ten year old girl want from him. She watched silently as the child's faced changed from one of defiance to a look of sadness.

Elizabeth had wanted to shake the god's hand. She decided she would have to wait until she was older. After being offered a wish, her mind turned immediately to her mother. She was certain her mother would not forgive her for raising her from eternal bliss. Her thoughts then went to her sister. If she could protect herself, then Annabel wouldn't have to. She wouldn't have to get pushed around so much. Elizabeth's eyes narrowed as she settled on her choice. She wanted to be stronger.

Keeping her eyes fixed on Elizabeth's face, Annabel could see her sister had decided on something. She on the other hand was not going to accept any offer from him. From her experience, all things came at a price.
"Thank you sir, but I cannot accept." With a bow, Annabel backed away from the cloaked being and her sister. She was sure Elizabeth didn't want her to hear what she was going to tell him.

Elizabeth watched as her sister turned down the god and respectfully backed away. Annabel knew her too well. She looked back to the god, her eyes dark, "I want to be strong."