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#Post#: 396878--------------------------------------------------
Honing of the Blades
By: Evil Kitty Date: November 12, 2015, 8:39 pm
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Xamphere slowly sat up as Kira lay peacefully under the thick,
soft, blankets. Whereas he was accustom to waking up as the moon
fell she rested much longer. Giving him this time to dwell and
think of past and future alike. His naked body stood in front of
the window as he watched the moon slowly drift down the morning
sky. He could smell the due drenched upon the blades of grass
and heard the chirping of insects and birds alike. This was a
peaceful time... These children had accompanied him now for
several months. Summing up to less than even half of a years
time. Every passing down learning to enjoy, or rather depend, on
Kira's presence. Though, with each passing day he trusted Serin
less and less... The boy wielded a kind heart, but, it was
clouded by the devilish origins that created him. That mask...
Bound to his soul just as the sword was bound to Xamphere. It
was something Serin would have to control, but, Xamphere feared
that to be an impossible task.
A sigh leaving his lips as he turned to face Kira. His scarlet
eyes becoming dull and lifeless as he contemplating some sort of
solution to this problem. He did not wish to cast the boy aside
like a broken tool, but, he could not allow him to continue this
chaotic rampage... Never knowing when he would give into the
demonic call of the mask. Putting not only the lives of Kira and
Xamphere at risk, but, the children of the village. He could not
risk that. Even in the matter of months he had already had to
bury several of the children do to that boy... He was becoming a
curse on the innocence of the village. Though... His own mind
had more selfish intentions in mind. He loved the children as if
they were his own, but... He worried more about Kira. Her
kindness to the boy would become her downfall. So, there was
only one option... He had to train her powers. The very idea
sending a fearful shiver down his spine. Giving this girl power
could prove to be a dangerous venture. What if she only wielded
this power as her father did?
He was willing to take the risk. His mind finally made up as he
cast the worries aside for the time being. He was going to
explain her powers to her. Train her to wield them and train her
to protect herself without them... He had to harden her into a
soldier. Show her the beast that she really was. He made his way
to his dresser as he quickly slipped on nothing, but, a pair of
black, rather tightly fitting, pants. Making his way over to a
book shelf as he pulled out a book entitled "The Wrath of the
Brimmstone." The entire bookshelf silently opening up into a
stone pathway that led forward. Slipping through it as the shelf
slid back into place. Hiding the path once more. He had found
himself within the lab that he had been created in. Shattered
test tubes and flawed forms of himself floating within the few
tubes that remained in tact. Prototypes to his power. Though,
where he had prototypes so did his shapeshifting blade. Much
more simple in nature as they were not made specifically for his
soul... But, they would latch onto ones spirit all the same and
take on the form most fitting for the wielder.
Opening the case to the three blades; carefully not to touch
them with bare skin. If he would the blade would instantly latch
to his soul. Having already two massive powers latched to his
spirit that would be sure to harm him in a great way. They also
could only latch on once. Wrapping the sword up in cloth as he
made his way back out to the pathway. Only taking a moment to
look back at the prototypes making his own form. Letting out a
sorrow filled sigh as he spoke out to them. "Sleep well,
brothers..." Quickly making his way down the path and back to
the entrance. The bookshelf moving to allow his entrance to the
room. Placing the wrapped up blade upon the dresser as he stood
by the bed. His soft eyes looking down to Kira. He was going to
kill her innocence today... What little still remained in tact.
Was he prepared for that? Finally speaking out as his hand
outstretched; running down her shoulder. "Kira.... Wake up, my
love." He said with a kind smile as his hand gently pushed the
covers down off of her form.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: KiraBloodrose Date: November 12, 2015, 8:47 pm
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Kira yawned and nuzzled into the pillow more trying to ignore
Xamphere, she let out a mubble "Go away I am sleeping..."
Although Xamphere was being persistant so she left out a sigh
and rolled onto her back. She pushed her self to lean up in the
bed then began to strech. Her body completely free before
Xamphere's eyes. "What do you need? It is so early."Kira
complained as she left out a yawn and rubbed her eyes. Not
caring about being exposed, only that she was thinking about
punching him in the nose.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: Evil Kitty Date: November 12, 2015, 9:23 pm
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Xamphere let out a sigh of irritation as she spoke so
disrespectfully, but, he only smiled down to her in return to
her remarks. She certainly was no morning person. Well, if you
could really call her a person. With that he only reached over
to the dresser and picked up the blade concealed within the thin
blanket. Placing it onto the bed next to her as he stood back
up; looking down onto her. Speaking in an amused tone. "Is that
any way to speak to someone who has brought you a present?" He
said as he carefully unwrapped the blanket from around the
blade: sure not to touch any part of the weapon. His eyes
drifting over her a moment before he walked back over to the
dresser. Pulling out a special suit he had made for her once she
had aged enough to fit them. Pulling out the box as he sat upon
the foot of the bed. Placing the box next to him. "Two gifts
actually... A blade that, once you touch, will bond with your
soul. When called it will appear by your side... It also takes
the form of the weapon that is most fitting to you. As well
as... Well... Armor I made to work with your shifting powers...
Um... I may have had a bit to do with the design, though." He
smirked to her with a knowing glance as he patted the unopened
box. "We are going to begin your training today. You will need
these both for that, so, get yourself ready."
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: KiraBloodrose Date: November 14, 2015, 4:04 pm
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Kira left out a long sigh and got up off the bed. She took the
box of clothes and slowly made her way to the bathroom, where
once inside she started bath water and slipped inside. The water
was hot and steam slipped out from the crack of the door way to
the room. She was in no rush to start doing anything of the
sort.
In fact Kira had many bad dreams involving herself and maturing
her powers. She found herself growing rather troubled and
weighted down..
As Kira finished her shower she exited the bath and began to
dress. It was a crimson crop top corset, skin tight black pants,
a studded belt, and knee high boots. She walked over to her
vanity where she inspected this outfit Xamphere had given to her
and slightly sighed again. Her hand touched the necklace her had
given her the day they met..and she felt saddness. She knew what
was coming and didn't want to accept that it was because of
Serin.
After brushing her long pinkish-red hair she exited the bathroom
and finished putting on a pair of elbo high armwarers and
fingerless gloves. She leaned against the door way, "Alright..
lets get this over with."
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: TheWhiteWolf Date: November 14, 2015, 4:43 pm
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Xamphere looked to her as she silently walked off to the shower.
his kind eyes slowly dying down to a look of regret and sadness.
she was not enjoying her time here... Was it a mistake to bring
her here? was it a mistake to bring either of them. he could
only sigh in response to these questions as she took her shower.
slowly rising from the foot of the bed as he made his way over
to the large window at the other end of the room. softly
glancing down as the town remained lifeless: the children buried
into their homes. he knew as he would gain his powers he could
no longer return but he could not listen he feared for the
childrens sake. Also fearing forkira and serins sake he chose to
bring them here along with them. though it seemed he was only
returning to bring a den of monsters along with him. the darkest
of the monsters being himself. gently running his hand down the
cold glass of the window as his mind wandered.
He had to remain strong for all those who inhabbited this place.
he had to teach them all the meaning of a harsher strength. not
onedriven by power or strength of blade. A strength of the heart
that would give them the ability to stay kind and strong Iin
adversity. slowly turning around as she had exitted the
bathroom; attempting to give her a kind smile. Though it held an
unmistakable inner sadness: obvious in his scarlet eyes. "very
well..." He said as he walked away from the window directly past
her. not even so much as looking to her as he reached the door.
slowly opening it as he looked through the doorway. "meet me in
the yard..." He said as he only continued looking away from her.
".. And bring the blade..." He proclaimed before quickly
exitting. closingthe door behind him as he made his way to the
front yard of the large home.
though as he had left the room a man silently appeared placed
upon the bed as if he had always been there. one leg crossed
over the other as he smirked to the girl by the name of Kira.
speaking out in a calm tone that held his ego as an elegant
jewel. "so... Have you become tired of your existence yet,
child? It is the saddest part of this life of a chimaera. of a
monster." This man seemed to be nearly identicle to razor in
every way. Only difference being his rather lighter and more
cleanly appearance. Wearing a perfectly white dress suit as his
blue eyes took her measure; chuckling as to what he saw.
"especially one who claims perfection..." He said as he rose
from the bed. Despite his similarities in appearance his very
presence was completely different from her fathers. filling the
room with a chilling cold as even the proper way he stood was
much different. he knew his place in the world and those who
lived around him.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: KiraBloodrose Date: November 14, 2015, 6:46 pm
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Kira's head turned slightly, and she gave him a fake little
smile. "I am far from perfect." She began to walk around the
room as if this man's presance meant nothing to her.
"I see a lot of you...I mean men who have some from of ties to
my father walk in and out of here, yet he him self has yet to
even try. Prehaps I gave him to much credit."
Kira didn't want to touch the blade. She scooped it back up by
the wrappings carefully. As she walked to the door she looked
back, "What did you want anyway? Did you too want a taste? Or
just here to try to make me feel more so dead? Either way I have
a town that needs fixing. I will show you all today what good my
powers can do."
Kira exisited the room and walked out side to Xamphere.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: Evil Kitty Date: November 14, 2015, 7:05 pm
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The man slowly stood up from the bed with a smirk played across
his lips; his top and bottom canines pointed out like a dog. an
impressed look placed upon his face as he let out a bit of a
chuckle. Speaking just as she walked to the door. "a taste? oh I
assure you I am not after your flesh.. I do not enjoy the taste
of sin. I only wish to gather your measure is all. After all.
this race is my own creation." He said only for his body to
desolve into the wind. a large gust flowing through the room and
out the door past her. gone from the home in a blink of an eye.
Maybe one of the few chimaeras able to make their presence...
Nonexistent. only a voice lingering in his wake for just a
moment: the wind whispering to her. "remember.. Those who seek
to destroy the devil are the first to find them..." the presence
now completely gone as an eerie sense of emptiness cast onto the
house.
As she would reach outside xamphere sat against the fountain in
the center of town. his eyes sifting around town just hoping to
seea glimpse of the children but the homes seemed barren and
lifeless. he knew they were Iin there but he felt an unrelenting
shame. he could no confront them. so instead he merely waited.
waiting for kira and the others to show their faces to him.
Though maybe that was hoping for a little much.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: KiraBloodrose Date: November 14, 2015, 8:24 pm
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Kira skipped outside, she stopped to place the wrapped blade
next to Xamphere. "I thought I was content here, living this
way, but I was wrong. I have been slacking Xamphere. When I
would go out ot was only to practice something I was too afraid
to show you...but I'm not afraid any longer." Kira stepped away
from him and then walked back over to him, pressing her hand on
the fountian. It began to change the brick was restored and now
matched the restored paving that lead around the town. The water
became a clear blue and sparkled ever so freshly and it even
slightly got taller.
She back away again and smiled to Xamphere. "How about we make
this town brighter see if we can bring the kids out again." Kira
walked to one of the houses nearest them and with placing her
hand onto the wall it began to change. The house was perfectly
restored and the outside stone cleaned, hanging moss drapped its
self down the side to add a more natural beautified look.
Kira focused hard and her eyes slightly began to glow as her
piwer streched and touched each home. Within a matter of minutes
the town's buildings looked brand new. Window flower pots
blossomed with lovely flowers as did little gardens full of
fresh veggies and fruits.
Kira took a moment and began to slide to the ground, her
breathing slightly heavier. "Give me a moment and I'll show you
the last bit now that your town is yet again flawless.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: Evil Kitty Date: November 17, 2015, 7:02 pm
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Xamphere looked up to kira as she spoke of practicing she feared
to show him; his eyebrow raising up in a rather serious glance.
The curiosity obvious in his eyes as he watched her make her way
to the fountain: remaining firmly seated. speaking out in a cold
tone as he feared the worst. what was there to fear? "is that
so...?" He spoke before the fountain began to glow brightly: the
very form shifting with ease as his eyes grew wide. standing up
as he turned to look at the result. a chuckle escaping his lips
as he turned back to her with an impressed expression. Only for
the entire town to glow brightly as well as the shock returned
to his eyes. seeing the plant life form so easily as if she had
been practicing hard. His mind void of words as he attempted to
speak. Only for a loud, slow, clapping to interrupt him. a loud
chuckle being heard from behind him. "very good, Kira... I guess
you really are my daughter."
The voice said as razor wandered out from the distance: smirking
to the two of them. though xamphere was not as amused as his
blade appeared in his hand. his body turning as he pressed the
tip of the scarlet blade against Razor's neck. a glare in his
eyes. "you know you are not welcome here, Razor" He spoke with
the anger obvious in his tone. Though he only smirked to the
threat as he brough two fingers up to press against the blade.
Slowly pushing it away as his eyes drifted to kira. "oh Xam...
You wound me. Im not here for trouble. I am here to take the
boy... If thats okay with you, my pet." His glance never faded
from kira as his smirk grew wider; his fangs glimmering in the
light of the beautiful town. "though I am interested in seeing
this next display of power before I go... so why dont you show
us, pet? show us your power." Xamphere never taking his eyes of
razor as he spoke back to kira. "lets see it kira." His look of
irritation never faltering.
Serrin on the other hand slowly walked out of the manor as he
made his way to the gathering of the fountain. stopping several
feet from them as he sighed; his eyes looking down to the floor.
He knew why their father was here. He was ready.. He needed the
control. If torture and punishment was the only way to control
the demons in him he was ready for that sacrifice.
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Re: Honing of the Blades
By: Nightingale Date: November 18, 2015, 2:17 pm
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As her father spoke she looked up startled and straggled up off
the ground watching Xamphere hold the blade to his neck. She was
silent and with no words she nodded; being compared to him made
her feel sickly. She was not him she was better.
Kira held looked about and ran over to grab a branch that she
had been keeping near the fountain it was large enough for what
she was going to preform. Well she hoped so anyway. Carefully
she began to focus hard on the branch and it began to glow as
her hand touched it. The shape began to change and not only was
it now moving a slight growl could be heard.
The branch had changed into a cub, the cub of a white tiger! It
stretched and began to shake it's fur off then began to chase a
butterfly that mistakenly fluttered by. It has no imperfections.
"It will grow too just like my other one did.." Kira vanished
into the thin air and the trotting noise of hoof could be heard
as a horse galloped down the path. Kira brought it to a halt.
"This was the first one I made...her name is Hail."
Hail was an all white unicorn. The only imperfection on the
horse was a scar on the left side of it's face. Kira jumped off
the horse. "Xamphere...you told me not to create animals but, I
wanted to test my powers, I wanted to see if I could make life.
If I could change matter. Hail here was a baby horse when I
first made her, she aged slightly fast but I have been here for
a while now and made her no less then a month after being her. I
was able to do it."
Kira looked at Xamphere and her father awaiting their responses.
She had trained hard and waited a long time to show Xamphere how
strong she actually was. Now she waited to see if he was
impressed with her, and not only him now she wanted to see if
her father was too pleased.
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