Noro
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I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 5, 2009 16:54:04 GMT -5
((OMG!! It has begun! I'll love you forever for this, Liz.))
On the other side of the world... Zane stared at Asher trying to emphasize the importance of his words. His golden eyes shone with the intensity. Asher blinked back and nodded slowly. His expression, full of emotion just a few seconds before, suddenly went blank. He stepped back from his friend and walked into the woods behind him. Zane looked back at the encampment he was in, wondering how much longer he would be able to keep up this game he was playing. Wondering how far Asher would be able to go before he was caught, or even if he would be caught at all. Wondering how much longer he could keep this impending danger away from the ones he had grown so fond of. He shook from the strength of his worry. He glanced at the broken fronds of Asher's path and continued to tremble. Fly fast, my friend.
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Asher ran on through the thicket, refusing to look back. He knew that the faster he ran, the less chance the rest of the guards had of catching him, should they not believe Zane. He had to get farther. His breathes began to come in heavy pants. He felt so restrained in his human form, like a caged beast, but he couldn't change. Not yet. He cast his eyes up at the night sky above, following the stars. They had never lied. Trees changed, though. The very earth moved beneath his feet. But the stars stayed true to him. His heart's pace began to quicken as the land between him and the others grew larger. Almost time... almost. His thoughts were quick and somewhat panicky. Suddenly, as if he had crossed over some invisible line or border unseen by any eye but his, Asher jumped high into the air with his hands spread out wide. An inaudible shout passed out of his mouth. His body sat momentarily in midair, spasming. Then, he dropped back to the ground on all fours. His emerald green eyes opened and sparkled like jewels. Ten miles away, Zane turned at the mournful echo of a wolf's cry. _________________________________________________
Back on the grounds of Twilight Moon Academy... Azian stood, legs shoulder width apart. His arms lay loose at his sides. His hair was a toussled dark brown heap on his head. His face carried an expression wavering between disbelief and triumph. He had finally found her. But he couldn't reach her. He was unbelievably frustrated by that fact. So close, yet so far. Azian still had to get through to this Academy, first. He raised his eyes to see what his next challenge might be. He was anxious to get to her. He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs as much as he could and held it for ten beats. He let it go slowly and withdrew his katanas. Their names were Aseris and Rakiran, after his two pet phoenix's. Rakiran was a normal red and gold phoenix, and the katana was made in his like. The handle of the sword was wrapped in dark red leather and trimmed with gold. Down the blade were engraved feathers. Inside the ruts of the engravings were gold chips. Aseris was different. Instead of being red and gold, like her brother, she was white and gold. This blade was exactly like the first only with white leather, instead of red. Azian smiled, feeling their power and stood waiting for his opposers.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 6, 2009 20:23:02 GMT -5
A pair of smallish creatures stood in the center of the arena, looking towards Asian Azian with curious expressions, "I think he's new..." marvelled one to the other, looking over the stranger. They were small, perhaps a foot and a half tall if one stood on top of the other. Both had broad smiles on thier faces and neither looked rather formidable in the least. They looked rather pleased with themselves for finding this new friend and they bounded towards him, "You're new?" the first one asked.
"Because we're not, we've been here for a long time!" the seconnd exclaimed.
"A long, long time!" It chided.
If this was the defense used by Twilight Moon Academy to defend it from people intruding with the intention to harm students then one could merely wonder about the school, itself.
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Noro
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I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 6, 2009 20:44:50 GMT -5
((His name's not that bad, you know. You're the only one who has problems with it.))
Azian looked down at the beings in front of him. He didn't know whether he should laugh or not. He looked around, mystified. He half expected someone to jump out from the crowd yelling "Surprise!", but no one came. He sighed, dragging his handacross his head in confusion. Well, this is it. He came to the battlefield expecting a challenge and a challenge he had received.
He stooped down to the little creatures and smirked. He sheathed his katanas as he knelt, but kept one hand on Aseris's hilt, just in case it was a trap. He knew that little ones could be quite mischevious.
"Well, hello there," he said somewhat warily. "I am new here. Thank you for noticing. Are you here to spar with me?" Azian had a wicked smile on his face and his eyes glinted. He genuinely liked the tiny anxious creatures.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 6, 2009 21:04:24 GMT -5
"Spar...?" one asked, looking up at Azian, tilting it's head to the side, "Is spar fun, yes?" the second one asked, looking a tad confused, "Because you see, Mr. New Here... we were told we couldn't spar a long time ago." it sounded melancholy for a moment, "But maybe it has changed, yes? Very fun nowadays, yes?" It asked, reassuring itself.
The first nodded and it dissapeared momentarily, only to reappear on Azian's shoulder, a broad smile on it's face as it seated itself there, rocking back and forth while humming a little melody. "Mr. New Here is a good spar?" it asked, presuming.
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Noro
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I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 6, 2009 21:14:20 GMT -5
Azian looked at the creature as it rocked on his shoulder. They amused him, but he knew they had to have been told not to spar for a reason. He was a little unsure of his self.
"Uh..." he responded to their assumption. "Normally, yes. I can fight well, but I am not sure I have ever come up against such... uh... formidable opponents as you." He didn't knowif they really were dangerous, but made an assumption just as they had since it was unknown. "And my name is Azian, if you ever get tired of calling me Mr. New Here." He smirked again, raising an eyebrow this time.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 6, 2009 21:37:45 GMT -5
The one on Azian's shoulder, the first one ghasped, opening it's mouth into a perfect O, "But you said you were New Here!" it exclaimed, "You're not a lier, are you?" It suddenly appeared as if it were about to cry, it's expression drooping as the skin drew itself out in a doughy manner making it look almost like some hybrid of a humanoid creature and a droopy faced puppy.
The imp slowly drooped till a face appeared atop of it's head, growing out as if budding and then before separating entirely, the droopy faced sad imp was sucked into the foot of this new incarnation and it was smiling again, as if it had been falling apart and was now born anew. If the imps could be reborn in such a manner as this then it was likely that they didn't die and so there was no need to have new imps made- thier number was stable and constant at all times.
"Mr. New Here- you're our new friend, yes?" two asked with a broad smile on it's face, very much exxaggerated so that it's head stretched to incorporate the smile, "Yes, yes?" It pressed, hoping the answer would indeed be a yes.
"Friends spar, yes?" the first inquired.
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Noro
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I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 6, 2009 21:49:54 GMT -5
Azian bit his lip to refrain from laughing at the poor imp's distress. The creatures face seemed to contort past what he would have deemed possible. He stared up at the sky for a minute, wondering where such creatures could have possibly come from. He shook his head and looked back at the imp.
"I did not lie. You simply misunderstood. When I said that I was new here, I meant that it was my first time at this Academy. Not that it was my name," he stated it as simply as possible, not because he thought that they were slow, but because he didn't want to risk another possible misunderstanding. In fact, he believed they were probably ten times more intelligent than they showed.
"As for your other question, I believe it shouldn't do any harm. I would be honored to be your friend." He was sure he was going to regret it even as he said it, but it was too late. He was just going to have to hang tight and see what happens.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 6, 2009 22:05:20 GMT -5
The first imp looked towards the second with a smile broadening to equal length, "Good gift, yes?" It inquired, holding out a flask of brown fluid for Azian, a large smile on it's face. People got red in the face and really happy and dopey with this stuff, though personally the imp didn't understand it- it thought that the stuff was nasty and foul.
The second's face changed, "Better gift, yes?" it asked, holding out a bundle of cloth that from inside was belting out irritatingly shattering screams, and if one bothered to inspect, they would find that it was in fact, a small baby that was tired, hungry, and probably had a dirty diaper. The imps reasoning was that babies made people smile and so they were happy and so to give one to someone was a reasonably good thing that would make the reciever both smile and be happy.
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Noro
Freshman
[M:7500]
I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 6, 2009 22:25:38 GMT -5
Azian actually did laugh at this one. He bent down and took the bundle from the imp, smiling in bewilderment. What was he going to do with these two?
"Well," he began, "I don't know if you noticed, but I am male. Unfortunately, males don't know how to take care of babies. Whereareas, a baby will make them happy for a few seconds, after that, they just make them extremely irritated and unhappy. I love the gift, but it would make me waaaay happier if you were to give the baby to his mother. That would make her reaally happy, no?" He smiled to his new overly eccentric friends.
"But I believe I cannot say no to your other offer," Azian said and pocketed the whisky. "Now, would you guys still like to spar? After all, we are in a battlefield."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 6, 2009 22:38:13 GMT -5
The imps froze, looking towards Azian, "...no...?" They asked in unison, looking at him with wide eyes, "...no...?" They repeated, "You...you..." they both broke into tears and a torrent of tears fell from thier eyes as they looked towards Azian, "No?!?" They repeated the word, the baby dissapeared, and the whiskey was taken from Azian's pocket and dissapeared into the air again as the ground shifted as if it were a blanket stretched over empty space and invisible feet were walking over it. There were pockets of pressure exploding in the air, creating tiny sonic booms from the rapid movement of air, "NO?!?!?" They shouted in disbelief.
The imps melted and budded out into new forms, only to melt once more and it repeated over and over again, seemingly they were unable to recover so quickly from such a word being uttered, "...no, no, no, no..." they complained, "No..." the second imp said, sounding as if it was breaking down into flat out sobbing as the battle square continued to warp and twist as reality began breaking loose from the bonds of physics. The imps might of had a basic intelligence level, but it was apparent that they were rather powerful.
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Noro
Freshman
[M:7500]
I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 6, 2009 22:52:03 GMT -5
That's not good. Azian thought rather blandly. These were the most bi-polar creatures he had ever met. He reached into his pocket only to find the glass gone. Damn it, they even took the whisky. Azian leaned down once more.
"If it makes you feel any better, I did like your gift. I just figured that the suggestion of making someone else happy with it would inform you of what would truly make me even happier. See? I did not deny you. I appreciated it very much." Azian hoped that they would understand what he had managed to string together to form an explanation.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 6, 2009 23:14:37 GMT -5
"But you said no!" One shrieked, a tablecloth materializing in it's hand and it wiped it's eyes of the large pools of tears forming in the air as they started to levitate of the ground and imp two was torn in half, the two halves floating away from each other as it continued to cry. Giant birds flew through warped space and one was eaten whole by a caterpillar with then turned inside out to reveal the gooey insides and the bird took to flight once more. The imps continued to cry, and it could be noticed that Azian's shoes were spontaneously changing colors, and that color was dripping down the sides to leave nothing where Azian's feet should have been, as if he himself was melting from his feet. "no! no! no!" it shrieked further, dried husks of skin fell to the floor, the faces still clear and visible as if they were human suits and in fact a large hog looking beast dragged itself accross the floor and into one of the husks, forming into a wrinkled old man and slowly walked away, the wings of flies replacing his hair. THe imps themselves flowed into a river of tears, floating along a river that wound for miles but travelled nowhere, "No... no... no..." they mourned as they floated along.
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Noro
Freshman
[M:7500]
I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 6, 2009 23:25:05 GMT -5
"Yes," Azian was getting a little tired of the imps with their emotional problems, but he felt he needed to do something fast before he lost the rest of his body to their strange warping powers. "But not in the affirmative, more in the negation of the word. The only time I uttered the word 'no' was when I said that I couldn't say it."
Azian knew he would regret this one way or another. He just hoped that he would get out of this alive now. These imps were seriously psychotic.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 7, 2009 0:52:29 GMT -5
The imps perked up, smiling, "Ye-" then they went back to bawling, cued bt the word spoken yet again, "NO!?!?!" They wailed as the world ceased it's putting back together and the sky was torn open and sky filled with tears that flowed through the earth into the light, and the air itself tasted like burning, choking gray. The whole experience was similar to a very, very bad LSD trip. Over on the horizon a ball of blue and purple and orange blazed into existance, a mouth lined all the way down the throat with teeth that began meticulously swallowing the earth whole. The earth grumbled angrily, and the lines of the battle square twisted into snakes canaballistically eating each other. There was a plus side here though- at least they were just unhappy and not trying to fight Azian.
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Noro
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I believe my fate lies with ice, though I desire the deep reaches of fire.
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Post by Noro on Jul 7, 2009 0:59:33 GMT -5
((Dear gawd, i can't get anything right, can I? And you would know what a bad LSD trip would be like, wouldn't you?))
Azian was on the brink of hysterics himself. He wasn't sure what he should do next. He was really wishing they hadn't taken that whisky away.
"Uhh," he stammered, looking through his pockets and searching his brain for anything that might help him. "Uhh... Aye, here! How about a cookie?! Would a cookie make you happy?! That's what friends do, right? They try to make their friends happy! Would you like a cookie?!"
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