[ Training ] Oscuro [ In Solitude ]

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A gentle breeze flooded through the trees, letting the sound of wrestling leaves soothe anyone who stepped foot in the forest. Distant cries of birds filled the aquamarine skies along with drifts of clouds highlighted by the sun's luminous rays. A mysterious figure stood in the forest, raven locks falling over his features and pools that held an ambered hue.
Although the tranquil atmosphere of the forest would lure most people into it, Oscuro found himself lurking the shadows, avoiding the soft beams of light that cascaded from above. A deep menacing breath was drawn into his throat as he reminised his previous battle, he had attempted to use his crimson beads to gain a notorious weapon, but instead pulled out something quite useless. The sable-locked lad pulled the beads from the depths of his pockets and placed them around his nape, once he had secured them he summoned the curios ebon abyss and threw his hand into it. When he withdrew his hand, he found himself holding a malicious looking weapon, a sinister simper cursed his lips as he attemped to use the weapon. As he moved it through the air, a sence of power flooded through him, within seconds, he had sliced a deep grove in one of the nearby trees. Surprisingly, the tree seemed to scream out and Oscuro winced as the noise travelled through his mind, his hands automatically flew up and were clasped to his ears.
Once the deafening noise had ceased, Oscuro realised that he had dropped his weapon, upon contact with the ground, it disappeared in a mysterious alabaster mist. A fustrated tut escaped Oscuro's vocals as he stared at his acomplice and he spoke in deep husky monotones,
'Yea, ok, i freaked.', he admitted to his faithful old mutt, Soots. Soots seemed to wink at him and she edged towards him, giving him a frim shove with her damp ebony nose.
'Ok, ok, i'll try again.', he expressed in defeated but slightly devious tones as he summoned the sable abyss once more, as he threw his hand in and out, he glared at the object in his hands in disbelief,
Oh, very funny.', he exclaimed, his tones dripping with sarcasm. Oscuro had pulled out a small rubber ball and he lunged it towards Soots with an acrimonious grin plastered over his lips.
You know what Soots, it would be much easier to train with someone who could actually help.'.

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Suddenly, a large wolf emerged from the depths of the forest, taking a seat upon his haunches under a nearby tree as his long, pink tongue lolled lazily out of the side of his mouth. His fur was as white and pure as the driven snow, his eyes a vivid amber color as they stared fixedly at Oscuro in curiosity.

The shrill call of a bird of prey ripped from the skies, and the bright light of the morning sun caught in the glistening silver feathers of a rather large falcon, another cry tearing from its throat as its talons, sharp and open, aimed straight for the treetop above which the wolf was currently sitting.

However, instead of digging straight into the wood of the tree, a long, pale arm stretched out from the safety of the leaves to receive the bird, and thick, black gloves adorned the hand to prevent any injury caused by the talons.

Now was acknowledged the presence of Ithilwen Nim'Draug, sitting gracefully upon a branch in the tree with her faithful, winged companion now perched on her shoulder. A long, white-hilted katana sat in its sheath upon her back, a thick leather strap cast across her torso to keep it in place. Two sais, polished and gleaming, sat in their place in their holsters on an ebony belt slung around the woman's waist.

Two icy, blue eyes- cold and hard like the essence of winter itself- also fixed themselves upon Oscuro, moving only to blink slowly every once in a while. This was her normal routine, however; observe and analyze before making a move. The woman waited patiently for the boy to speak before she did, so she merely shifted her position on the branch to one that was more favorable.

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Oscuro's glanced was pulled towards a most unusual creature, the first feature he noticed was the deep colour of ambered hue that lay in the wolf's pools. Oscuro himself had amber orbs and he found it rather curious that he shared the same septors as an ivory wolf and found himself obseving the creature intently. Soots had other ideas and bounced toward the wolf, letting her tail wag considerably as she took delight in sniffing the wolf's nose. A slight whimper escaped her vocals as she noticed a large bird of prey shreiking above, she cowered behind Oscuro who gazed up towards the azure skies.
As his pools followed the bird he noticed a unfamiliar girl perched in the tree's branches, she seemed to be analyzing him, so he mimicked her actions and gazed at her for quite a while before he allowed words to escape from his jugular,
'How long have you been there?', he inquired in defensive but inquisitive tones, he wouldn't have liked her to have seen him in training, he hadn't quite got the hang of the art of combat yet.
In an ideal world, Oscuro hoped that he would come across a tough creature to help him with his battle techniques, in his eyes, this girl seemed very gentle and not a threat to him. However, he had learned not to underestimate anything so he decided to ask her to engage in helping,
'Are you doing anything?', Oscuro's voice expressed, social conversation was not his best skill, in fact, he was rather useless at it. When he was a demonic vamp he never felt the need to engage in conversation, however, now he was mortal he found himself weaker to social contact.
Oscuro brushed his sable locks from his eyes, revealing the burning ambers within them and found himself biting on his ebon nails as he pondered what to say to the elfen lass above him. As he stared at her, he wondered what powers she possesed and if she would be any help to him, she seemed extremly confortable with her surroundings, Oscuro despised the light forest with a hot-blooded passion, hence why he came to train here, he wanted acrimony to invade his mind so he would push himself to train harder.
'May i ask, why are you here?', he expressed out of the blue, strangly, the thought hadn't crossed his mind before.

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"I've been here for quite some time now," replied the avariel woman, her voice low and airy like that of someone who possessed the great knowledge and wisdom of many years passed. Thalion, the wolf, allowed the unfamiliar dog to inspect him curiously, and he merely sat straight as a board as she did so, his golden eyes now scanning her cautiously.

The avariel woman in the tree was still staring blankly at Oscuro, completely stock still as the sunlight that managed to escape the grasp of the thick leaves above filtered down over her form, illuminating the forest enough to reveal long, pointed ears. In one fluid movement, she jumped down from the tree onto the plush green grass below her, slowly rising up to her full height of 6'3" as Valorion, who was still perched on her shoulder, ruffled his feathers in protest.

"I came here for the same reasons you did," she said in that uncanny voice of hers, icy blue pools scrutinizing the boy's face, "but I sat only to observe for but a few moments instead."

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"And I've been here about five yards off from this position."

A tall, muscle-bound young adult interrupted. He had been resting peacefully until someone came and spoke a word, then the word so fragile was broken; silence. His black, collared shirt complimented his black pants that bagged near his black shoes, the italian leather leaving him with a musk of rich and powerful smells. Almost worthy of three double-takes, a small black orb slithered around like a snake on the young man's shoulders, black mists emanating from its somewhat-bodily shape and small sparks of chaotic energy. His yellow-outlined, black-irised eyes glinted as they searched around at the other's faces. Ithilwen was last, he was more focused on studying the other boy...and his pet. Dain switched his stare toward Ithilwen and nodded.

"Hey, how you been doing, Ithilwen?" He inquired absent-mindedly. He was still half-awake...

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Initianly, Oscuro didn't listen to what the elfen woman was saying, but the sound of her voice, it seemed riddled with experience and wisdom. Once he had payed full attention to her words he contemplated what he was going to say carefully,
'I'm kind of new at this.', he expressed in tones of embarrasment, regarding his last actions with the ebon abyss, however, he was only playing around before, now in the gaze of another, he decided to take his training more seriously.
Oscuro watched with soft but burning ambers as she gracefully decended from the tree and told him her reason for being in his company,
'You have come to train too, then, perhaps we should train together.', it was a reasonable suggestion and Oscuro guessed that the avariel was rather advanced with magic so she should be able to teach him whilst training. A sudden thought ran through his mind, he didn't know her blessings,
'May i ask your name?', he inquired, keeping his tones gentle as she seemed like a gentle being and he didn't want his diabolic attitute to startle her. Oscuro had been cursed with a name of darkness from his mother, she was always telling him he was sinister, derived from Satan himself. If someone tells you that you are something repeatedly, one begins to believe it and live up to it, as Oscuro did.
A deep breath was drawn in as Oscuro cast a gaze to Soots who seemed to be pestering the silvery wolf, Soots herself attempted to play with the wolf, she engaged in chasing it's tail and nudging her ball towards it, although rather old now, Soots acted like a young pup.
'I aplogize for my...cat.', he expressed, it was clear that Soots was indeed a mutt, so rather curios that Oscuro had referred to her as a cat.
Suddenly, Oscuro's head was pulled round as he heard unfamiliar vocals, there stood another male, the male appeared much stronger than Oscuro, appearence wise and he shot the lad a satantic look before letting himself listen to his words, one word stood out from the rest, Ithilwen, he guessed that was the blessing of the elf and he turned back to her,
'Ithilwen, I'm Oscuro.', as he finished speaking in hushed monotones he stared back at the male, examining his voice and his appearence.
'And you are?', he inquired and let one eyebrow raise in a inquisitive gesture. Oscuro had a horrific history with other males, he found them a threat most of the time, he realised that he had gotten himself into a social spiderweb, the only other person he ever attempted to communicate with was Silent.

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With an outrageous bow, Dain straightened himself up, the little dark orb bouncing around.

"My name is Dain, grand tides to meet you, Oscuro."

Dain encroached further onto their territory as he passed by Ithilwen, poking her in the shoulder as he turned about face. The little black orb on his shoulder eyed the falcon near the avariel, and shivered as its form shifted steadily. There, in full-fledge, was an eagle. Not a falcon, but close. Dain preferred eagles, they were more bold, wise, and revered for bravery in some places. The black eagle spread its wings and shrieked, then settled back down as it perched on Dain's shoulder. The man chuckled a bit as the once orb now eagle perched proudly.

"And this little ethereal being is known as Elghinn Falma. Speaking to him is useless, he can only hear me or others with the ability to summon his girth from the Plane of Death. He isn't any harm to your mutt though, or you. Just don't get to close to those tendrils." Dain commented, a smile creeping up on his lips.

Indeed, the tendrils! Dark tendrils that seemed to shame even night's day broke from the eagle's body and waved around like free flagella. Dain rose up his finger and seemed to scratch the dark entity's "chin", which it responded in a manner of leaning upon Dain's finger in rhapsody.

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A soft breeze soon filled the light forest. The branches of the trees began to make strange noises under the pressure of the wind. It started as a soft breeze but soon erupted into a full-force wind. Angelus smoothly walked into the area. AS he did, the winds reached their climaxes. His dark, long hair flew in front of his face.

Angelus made a gesture with his right hand and the winds immediately stopped. He looked around at the group had assembled and smiled.

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"Mae govannen, Oscuro [Well met]. My name is, indeed, Ithilwen," with that said, she inclined her head politely in a royal manner with hands folded neatly behind her back as her knee-length curtain of silver hair draped over her shoulders, Valorion also dipping his head as if educated on the civil ways of the human race.

"And this," said she with tones that would put even a siren's voice to shame, "is Valorion, a close companion of mine. The wolf is named Thalion."

Underneath the tree, Thalion eyed the dog with intrigue, finding her behavior rather peculiar due to the fact that he had never before had contact with another creature like himself. He simply did not know how to react! In confusion, he initiated some odd form of play-bow before her, dipping his upper body low to the ground awkwardly.

Ithilwen felt Dain jab her in the shoulder, and she simply turned her head to stare dully at it for a moment before turning to stare straight ahead at Oscuro. "Labo vi Orodruin, Dain." she said, closing her eyes and shaking her head slowly from side to side as she added, "Han, le suilon."

Ithilwen sensed the presence of another, familiar aura, and she turned around to meet it with calmness reflecting in her gaze of winter. The strong winds could not have been produced by anyone else...

"Im gelir ceni ad lín, Angelus- Sûl'tûr."

[Whiteshadow]

(( KK, last time I got yelled at XDD ))

With a loud screech Fwayglin swooped down from the trees, and landed in a branch nearby. She ripped what looked like a hunk of meat apart and swallowed it whole. Breaking the silence, she screeched again, like something was troubling her. She expanded her wings, as the colors of the Red-Tailed hawk showed.

(( For you who don't know, that's Crows pet ))

((Dewd, what the heck is with all these birds of prey? xP))

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{ Ooc: I know! Ossi is the only one with a normal pet! }

Oscuro was startled by the amount of people that had appeared, so much for training in solitude. With a dip of the head he addressed everyone in the same formal manner that everyone else had,
'Ok, hello everyone.', Oscuro was cut off when he heard an unfamiliar language escaping Ithilwen's vocals, he guessed it was a language of the elfen people but really had no idea, he listened to her intently for a while before summoning up the courage to ask her what she expressed from her vocals so full of wisdom,
'What the hell are you speaking?', he expressed, his charm now escaping his tones, he couldn't be bothered to be polite anymore, he simply wanted to train.
As he turned around he saw a familiar face, a flood of relief washed through him, finaly, someone he knew. Oscuro despised such a grand amount of new people.
Angelus, no hard feelings eh?', he exclaimed regarding their recent battle.
Once he had finished his 'small talk', he turned to the others, for once, taking a role of dominance and spoke in firm deep tones,
'Enough with this chit chat, you guys want to train, so lets do it.', as soon as he had finished talking he swung into action, once he had positioned himself in the correct place, he stood with his feet apart and took a long menacing breath in. A minute sharp curse escaped his throat and he closed his ambered pools tightly.
The once aquamarine skies seemed to darken and puffs of sable clouds fought above them, in a blink of an eye, a malicious beast appeared. A horrific roar was sounded out as the summoned beast threw it's daggers into the tender earth, leaving deep groves wherever it stood. Eyes of burning acrimony glared at the people as the satanic creature threw it's head back, flashing it's demonic ivories at the crowd.
Once it had finished it's diabolic display, it lunged into action, throwing itself toward the elfen creature, attempting to sink it's metallic daggers into her tender flesh.
Oscuro gazed at the summoned monster with pools glazed over, he hoped that Ithilwen was prepared for such a malicious creature urging to attack her. Since this was Oscuro's own summoning, he couldn't fight it himself but he signaled to Angelus and Dain to come to her acquaintance if she needed it. No extreme harm was meant with the beast, it was simply training.
Soots let out a terrified whimper and flung herself underneath Thalion, hiding between her two front paws, she lay underneath the wolf , positively shaking in fear.
The diabolic beast still hovered above Ithilwen, ready to tear her to shreads with a flash of it's daggers and blood-thirsty ivories. The world around them seemed to stand still, Oscuro's orbs lay transfixed on the scene infront of him, he wanted to learn as much as possible from her actions.

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Ithilwen's eyes narrowed in preparation as she eyed the beast with precision. She sent Valorion off into the air well before she was attacked, and when the beast emitted its terrible roar, her sensitive ears rang painfully with its intensity. She bent at the knees, her feet shoulder width apart in an athletic stance and waited for the first move.

The avariel didn't even stop to blink once when the creature came at her, and in one swift movement, she initiated at back flip into the air. From the backs of her shoulders erupted two, great, white wings, both thirty feet in length from base to tip. The feathers were soft and shimmering as they easily parted her skin to make their way out, and she was now suspended in mid-air about ten feet away from the beast, only the sound of her wing beats echoing throughout the premises to be heard as the blades of grass below her shivered with the rush of air.

Ithilwen figured she would have a bit of trouble getting close enough to it, so she decided on a long-range tactic instead. A soft, low incantation escaped the woman's lips as her eyes stared at the creature coldly.

Suddenly, the light of the sun seemed to gather at a single point between the woman's hands, and the light swirled around and around as it increased in size. After a few moments of this, a long, golden bow seemed to form from the contorting light, and it shimmered and cracked like lightning in her gloved hand, writhing in her gloves like a serpent. A single, golden arrow with a tail of white and gold light formed next, and the avariel nocked the arrow expertly as she drew back the string and took aim.

With a sharp, shrill shriek, the arrow was sent flying straight at the creature, aimed for the spot directly between its eyes as it let out a melodious noise in its path.

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A small smirk crept upon the face of Dain as he walked casually off to the side, his hands behind his head and his elbows out. A yawn escaped from his mouth as he sat down on a coagulation of roots at the base of a tree, and leaned his back upon the trunk.

"Ithilwen, go easy on the poor guy." A yawning voice commented.

Elghinn Falma flew off of Dain's shoulders and perched onto the branch of the tree, its dark and deathly eyes glaring at the monster. One could know what it was thinking, but such was impossible for the mere mortal. The thoughts of that one-thousand centuries old demon from the Plane of Death were hidden, and would remain hidden until someone it trusted was near him. THat being Dain, who now recieved information on the summon.

Oscuro is correct when he used the word 'training'. This beast means absolutely no harm, it seems more bark than bite. Ithilwen should be able to dispatch it easily without anyone's help. The young man pondered as he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath, another yawn following.

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The beast let out a shrill howl as the delicate but deadly arrow flew into the tender flesh between it's oculars, the world from it's eyes seemed to blur, first it saw shapes, then shadows, then finally, it's world wen't dark. After a few moments of hollers and staggers, the demonic beast seemed to evaporate, leaving a gentle cloud of alabaster smoke where it once stood.
Oscuro let a appriciative grin fall over his lips and he nodded in her direction,
'Nice work, ok, you're turn, show us what you've got, Ithilwen.', he expressed with a hint of curiousity lingering over his vocals. Little did he like to admit, but Oscuro was rather impressed by Ithilwen's swift actions, however, the aspect he found most intrieving was those pearly wings that escaped from her back, never had he seen such a display of danger and beauty.
Soots was still shuddering underneath Thalion, once she was possitive that the beast was demolished, she crawled out and gazed up at the ivory wolf her gentle aqua orbs still full of shock from the event. Soot's tongue lolled out of her mouth and she began to wag her minute ebon tail in a gesture of friendship and possibly play. Once more, she nudged her ball towards Thalion with her damp nose and scampered around, waiting for a reaction.
Meanwhile, Oscuro's attention was caught by somebody else, Dain. The boy obviously thought too much of himself and Oscuro let a sarcastic simper fall over his lips as Dain spoke about him,
Look Dain, i know you think you are god's gift and everything but the thing is, i don't, and i would prefer it if you didn't talk to me, or in fact, about me. ', Oscuro retored, he had been insulted by Dain's previous tones and felt an immediate dislike towards the boy. Sable locks fell forward over Oscuro's pools, that were burning with acrimony. The raven-locked boy ambled toward a nearby boulder, sat himself upon it, cross-legged, and observed his surroundings with a casual air about him.
A strange ebony pendant hung around his neck on a delicate but unbreakable silver chain, it burned into Oscuro's skin and he flinched considerably before running his onyx-painted nails along it. As he did so, a thick sooty cloud of smoke seemed to escape from it, Oscuro watch with fascinated ocules, he seemed to be summoning something without even meaning to, perhaps it was the pure acrimony that was pumping through his veins.
The mysterious ebon smog travelled along the air towards Dain, it slowly began to wrap itself around him, tightening it's grip and attempting to smother Dain. Oscuro took a better glance at the mist, it was made up of deceast souls, they looked tortured, amongst those souls he made out a familiar face, Elizabeth.
Oscuro lurched back in shock and shook his head in pure disbelief, he had knowledge that his pendant contained the souls he had taken as a vampire, but he didn't know that it also held the one's of his deepened past.
The smog seemed to be forming into nigrous bodies, they crept along Dain's skin, their hands running across him. Oscuro blinked and held onto his pendant once more, the souls rushed back to his hand, and into the necklace in a long trail of sable smoke.
'I...I don't know what just happened.', he exclaimed with a puzzled look plastered across his features, the souls must have circled Dain for a reason, a diabolic reason at that.

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One eye opened at the boy, a sharp, gleaming eye.

"I'm no god's gift, and I sure as bloody hell don't believe I am. Those thoughts are for the overconfident. I was simply telling Ithilwen not to kill you in a humorous way and did not mean any ill-will toward your concoctious brain. I was also in turn commenting on why one would send a summon to do his own job. Ithilwen barely needs training at that level anymore." A demonic voice rasped toward the boy.

Elghinn Falma flew down from the tree and perched on Dain's shoulder as he stood up and straightened himself, his full height being of 6'5". He offered a gesture in the air with his hand, upside-down and fingers outstretched and together. The eagle of darkness then melted into its original form as the ball flowed down to his hands and started revolving like a gyro.

"Come on then. You wanted to train; Ithilwen with your summon, You with ME." Dain offered, eyes glinting.

"You, the practitioner of dark magics, versus me, the thane of Death."

Dain would not initiate his armor, he wouldn't need it quite frankly. This would simply be a warm-up.

Suddenly, as though he didn't expect it, a cloud of smog went over him. He then realized what was happening, and welcomed the thought in open arms as the little ball in his hand swirled and went over him like a glove of black energy, protecting him. WIth a demonic cackle, Dain acted as though he were tickled when the souls went away. Renewed and happy, Dain looked upon Oscuro once again.

"That was great, I feel GREAT now! Alright then, let's go, Oscuro."

In retrospect, that wasn't a good thing. I don't know if those souls can communicate with the boy, but those souls now know who I really am. I'll let luck reside on this happening...