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       #Post#: 170492--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: Osuka Date: April 21, 2012, 1:27 pm
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       For only a brief moment, if not for the slightest iota of a mere
       nanosecond, there was a searing warmth in the air by the
       diameter of a grain of sand. It went as fast as it came. But
       then another sparked, this time only the slightest flickering of
       life showing itself to the world. Then more. Soon, the air in
       the small space just large enough for a baseball became alight
       in a light green flame, flickering and wavering only with the
       wind as it breezed this way and that. It only continued to fuel
       the fire though as it began to grow in its intensity until it
       erupted in a vertical fashion, just enough for the fire to touch
       down to the ground and flicker at a height of five-foot-seven.
       Then, as if being brushed away, pieces of the fire here and
       there would die away, forming fingers, palms, and arms, then
       legs and feet. This process was nearly simultaneous in its
       execution before the fires flickered away to reveal a form that
       had changed almost indescribably. Instead of his normal
       white-and-blue-streaked mane, Osuka's locks had turned a golden
       blonde and stood in places, and at his brow was a spark of fire
       that slowly began to die until it was no more. Golden eyes had
       kept the same, yet one would notice that there wasn't so much as
       an iota of evidence that he was a Kitsune. His slender jaw and
       small nose were still the same as well as his lips which were
       always upturned in a soft, gentle smile.
       His appearance besides this though was much different. A black
       cloak donned his shoulders and wrapped around his body, clasped
       with a golden chain held by emerald gems upon either side.
       Underneath the cloak was a half buttoned pinstripe shirt where
       his deity of protection pendant was easily visible. Long black
       slacks clothed his lower body with his combat boots which had
       the metal toe outside the boot. Metal plating also covered the
       soles of his boots. The one thing that had truly changed though,
       was his left hand.
       It was replaced.
       Due to an accident that had occurred during his development of a
       new armor system for a Family he would be starting, Osuka had
       lost his hand and was forced to fashion a new one made of
       Mythril steel, the strongest metal he could find. Though he
       could, obviously, no longer feel touch within the hand, it was
       easy to deem that it amplified his fire abilities. The hand was
       always hotter than his body whose temperature was always
       one-hundred twenty, and for a curious person to touch such a
       newer appendage would be scalded and be left with a burned
       imprint of wherever they laid their hand upon. This, for now,
       wasn't exactly controllable, but it was something he would
       simply live with.
       For now, golden orbs flicked this way and that, attaining a
       familiarity with the area before he smiled even more.. He was
       reminded of the reason he had come here. Lady Fayt had been
       under-the-radar for quite a while, and last he heard, this would
       be the place he could find her. Of course, as far as information
       brokers went, sometimes they were unreliable. There were even
       other of his Deity Colleagues who hadn't even heard a single
       breath of the woman. Some were even confused as to who she was.
       But for now, it didn't matter. He was here, and he would find
       her. But would he even be recognized? He had changed so
       drastically. Even his energy readings have become different. His
       appearance, scent, even the execution of his abilities have
       changed.
       “I wonder if they know...” he pondered to himself quietly, his
       right hand stroking his chin for only a moment.
       #Post#: 170493--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: RiloRii Date: April 21, 2012, 1:39 pm
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       [center]Kieri smiled a bit and looked up at the ceiling for a
       moment. As though she was lost in thought before she felt her
       tongue go numb and her teeth start to tingle a bit. Blinking a
       few times, she removed the pop from her lips and chuckled just
       lightly, looking to Yuro with a soft smile. "Oh? So what of me
       then if I were to feed off you?" Pausing, she leaned forward and
       licked a bit of the popsicle juice from the corner of his lips,
       blushing lightly. "Tengus generally never feed off anyone other
       than their lover.. Because it's seen as cheating if their fangs
       touch another. So I think I'd be just a bit jealous if you went
       about sinking your teeth into others unless their animals!" She
       said this with a light laugh, looking to him with that same
       goofy smile. Standing up, she straightened the strap of her
       dress and kept the large wings pulled in tight against her back
       before she held her hand out to him. "Love.. I think anything is
       possible as long as we have each other.."
       Thinking to herself, she thought of something before she looked
       to him and lightly chewed on her lip before she replaced that
       habit with the popsicle. Smiling once more as she removed the
       treat, she leaned forward and lightly nipped at his lip
       playfully. "We can accomplish anything, Yuro.. We've got each
       other.. I already told you, that I love you for you.. We're both
       the same diet wise, and we love each other.. So I see no problem
       with the way things are between us.. But if there is anything
       you want for you, make sure it's what you want the most when I
       give you that white feather in the morning.." She said this in a
       light, almost wind like, whisper before she straightened out and
       nodded. "We can go for a walk if you'd like." [/center]
       [left]Amaya had been simply lounging with her daughter, watching
       over her, until she felt a new presence in her home. In that
       instant, she pulled the black cloak on after realizing who it
       was and slipped out of the house. For now, she'd rather leave
       the dramatics out of Yuro and Kieri's way. They already knew of
       what happened, but it was apparent that he wasn't aware.
       Quickly, she made her way to him in a flash. That thick scent of
       strawberries easy to identify as she snatched his arm and
       quickly manifested them to the house where his mother, and her
       daughter, lay without movement. "It's been a very long time,
       dear.. I'm well aware you don't know of her condition, so I'll
       tell you.. She's slipped into a coma due to complications with
       her and Adel's child. I've been watching over her, she's very
       much alive, but not responsive otherwise. There is nothing I
       myself can do at the moment because I need Adel here to help me
       with it. Is your mother the only reason you are here?"
       She asked this as she looked towards him, removing her cloak and
       sitting down. Fayt looked as though she could wake up any
       second, but that certainly wasn't the case. Deme on the other
       hand, looked confused as all get out before he just dismissed it
       and decided not to speak for the moment, simply keeping in place
       on the bed to watch over his sister. [/left]
       #Post#: 170494--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: The Insignificant Date: April 21, 2012, 1:58 pm
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       Yuro blushed as well as she licked the corner of his lips and
       nibbled on his lower lip. Chuckling lightly, he got up and
       picked her up easily. "You're right. We can overcome anything."
       He whispered to her, walking to the door. He opened it, still
       holding her and walked outside. Setting her down, he looked
       around, frowning. He was sure he felt a different energy again,
       other than Amaya's. He could feel her energy back again as well.
       Frowning lightly, he wondered if something was going on. As he
       looked around, he didn't see anyone anymore. Looking over at
       Fayt's house, he wondered if something happened. Shrugging it
       off, he looked back at Kieri with a small smile. The cool air
       hit his body, somewhat relaxing. Though, he had been able to
       push back the changes for Deme, the ice abilities did return.
       Looking up at the sky, Yuro noticed his white hair changing deep
       blue again. His alternate looks appeared again as his body
       became chilly. He sighed lightly and shook his head. "I have to
       be in this form. If I keep it down for a night, it could change
       me forever. I rather not have that happen at all." He whispered,
       his breath noticeable in the air. He started walking just
       towards the north side, not knowing where he was going. "Did you
       sense that other energy as well? It felt so strange.. I wonder
       what's going on there." He mumbled, his eyes back at the sky
       again.
       #Post#: 170497--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: Osuka Date: April 21, 2012, 2:28 pm
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       The scent of strawberries was a hint of at least one person he
       had known here before the woman had appeared, so he knew not to
       take a more defensive action when he felt a sudden snag around
       his arm. Any other person may have been met with hostility due
       to his need for secrecy. There was someone still out there,
       after hundreds of years in his realm, that was still after him
       with a vehemence that he has never known from another. The quick
       snap from the outside environment to an indoor setting was
       something he had to blink to accept, but it likely had many
       other reasons behind it as well. Light, environment, etc., but
       the moment his eyes laid upon his mother, nothing had mattered.
       What was worse was that he couldn't hear any kind of signs that
       gave the woman known vitality. No heartbeat, no organ
       functioning – nothing.
       It was setting Osuka on edge.
       Why couldn't he hear anything?! The light shock that he would
       have felt had been drowned out by the rise of anxiety and fury
       that he had been experiencing. Steam began to rise from his body
       as he listened in on Amaya's words. She wasn't waking up because
       her man was elsewhere. Why was he elsewhere when there was a
       child involved?! Maybe it was his own past that brought this to
       be such a problem with him? Or maybe because it was just his
       mother. Osuka's body immediately caught fire and shifted to
       nothing but a raging green silhouette of his form. The flames
       weren't designed to be heated. They wouldn't cause fires to rise
       from where he stood or what he touched. Merely, this was the
       form his body undertook after a certain amount of rage.
       Something very new and uncontrollable to him.
       The only drawback was that this form couldn't verbally
       communicate. Instead, the form only paced forth to stand closer
       to it's mother, yet when it stood near her, it seemed to be
       perfectly still, as if a flickering statue of rage. If the man
       didn't show up on his own free will, then the form would find
       this “Adel” and drag him back by his feet if he had to. Maybe
       even a bodybag until he could bring him back to life here? To
       this form, it didn't matter. This was the side of Osuka that
       would rather destroy than simply let come what may, but it knew
       that running off wouldn't help its mother any. This was why it
       was so still. Conflict didn't bode well with this form, yet
       until the energy drained completely for it, nothing about it
       would change. Though only one thought kept in its mind.
       “Where is he...?”
       #Post#: 170499--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: RiloRii Date: April 21, 2012, 2:46 pm
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       [center]Kieri chuckled lightly before turning a deep red when he
       picked her up. Smiling brightly, she settled herself on the
       ground and watched as he changed. Blinking a few times in
       surprise, she just kept her smile and gently wound her fingers
       in his as she didn't mind the cold for the moment. "I'm sure it
       was nothing, she's had people coming in and out of that house
       since it happened.. So it was probably just someone she knows."
       She said reassuringly before she looked around with a light
       smile. It was at that point that she stretched her wings out and
       let them rest lazily instead of being bound tightly to her back.
       Gently tugging on him, she got a few steps ahead and started to
       lead the way. "I want to show you something I saw while I was
       here for that while.." She didn't want to say,'While I was
       dead.', so she worded it differently. Keeping that out of the
       picture, considering she didn't quite want to remember being
       separated from him for so long.
       In all reality, Kieri just wanted to spend time with him no
       matter what they were doing. So she didn't mind where ever they
       went for now, but she wanted to show him the place she saw
       months ago. Wondering if it still looked the same, she didn't
       care as her wings sort of dragged against the ground. Lightly
       pulling him along the path, she'd look back at him with that
       goofy smile and laugh as she lead the way. It was only a few
       moments longer when they reached a large cavern like structure
       completely devised of blue crystal. Guiding him close beside
       her, she kept him on the narrow path that was shadowed by a
       rushing river of what seemed like light. A river of blue light
       that reflected off the cavern's crystal walls to show the
       different colors of the prism effect. Though that wasn't all,
       once they got deep enough into the structure, an entire bundle
       of unorthodox flowers were growing everywhere, like the river of
       light was the water they needed to survive. Providing all the
       needs for plants to survive. "I wanted to show you this.. For a
       very long time now.." She said, looking up to him with that
       softer, sweeter, smile. [/center]
       #Post#: 170500--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: The Insignificant Date: April 21, 2012, 2:48 pm
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       Yuro smiled as Kieri entwined her fingers with his. He followed
       her easily, since he had no clue where to go. He nodded at her
       words, feeling quite excited about what she wanted to show him.
       He looked at her wings and just admired them. They looked
       beautiful. But then again, everything looked beautiful on Kieri.
       He kept a good hold on her hand as he followed her, his paces
       quickening as well so he could easily keep up with her. Looking
       around, he looked back at her again as she spoke. "Months ago?
       Hmm.." He was curious at what she wanted to show him, feeling
       slightly nervous. As he saw a cavern up ahead, he was quite
       surprised. The beauty that it showed as they entered was
       dazzling. He loved it. A smile curled over his lips, still
       following Kieri deeper into the cavern. As he saw all those
       flowers, some kind of peace washed over his body and mind. It
       really felt relaxing in here. His eyes met Kieri's again and
       frowned lightly. He started to walk slower, enjoying the
       beautiful light and scenery. "This surely is a beautiful
       place... As if it fits perfectly here. It feels so special.." he
       whispered, holding her close to him, smiling a bit more. He felt
       genuinely happy, and especially because Kieri was back with him
       again. He felt his heartbeat rising for some odd reason, not
       even knowing what it was. But thanks to this happy feeling, his
       appearance changed back to normal, only his eyes stayed red,
       like they actually used to be. The red light shone beautifully
       in the light of the cavern. Yuro's eyes went back to Kieri,
       placing a kiss on her forehead. "It's really beautiful.. thank
       you, for showing me such wonder.." he whispered to her, cradling
       her closer to him.
       #Post#: 170501--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: Fayt Videla Nagase Date: April 21, 2012, 2:50 pm
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       Blond hair, violent and red eyes, salted with specks of light, a
       little skirt and tight tank dressed the young Nagase as she made
       her monthly visit to see her prone mother, lady Fayt. Her hands
       held a bundle of Azaleas, freshly picked from the Northern
       regions of Edenia; a flower that she was named after due to
       Rose's influence. She knew that her father was having battles
       with himself, battles that would sometimes force him to leave
       for times unregistered, but at least she was able to see him.
       The main one to care for her, was her grandmother Amaya and
       sometimes Adel with Rose and Serenity. Athena's eyes glowed as
       she neared the house, the luminous flesh shone upon the
       overlaying crystals which would show her presence before she
       even neared the house itself. Upon entering, she seen Amaya
       there with a strange flaming being standing near her mother.
       Casting a quick glance to her mother, then Amaya, Athena frowned
       tilted her head at the 'figure' standing there. "Who the hell is
       this by my mother?!" Athena erupted; seems that Amaya had taught
       her well.
       #Post#: 170506--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: RiloRii Date: April 21, 2012, 3:02 pm
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       [left]Amaya watched him carefully, only sighing a bit as she
       shook her head when rage took over everything. It was to be
       expected though, Fayt had taken him in as a son and wouldn't
       ever dare treat him any other way. She could understand this,
       because she had adopted many children herself and loved them all
       dearly. Hell, even Yuro had pretty much become a son to her,
       which made Kieri her daughter in a way. Standing up, she looked
       to Osuka and smiled. "Calm down.. You can't hear her vitals
       because I have a block up to make sure that no one knows she's
       in a coma.. We don't need any trouble and this old grandmother
       really doesn't feel like getting into a lot of fights. Adel has
       been around for Fayt, but because of my busy work and
       everything, we've never really been around at the same time.. I
       have to take care of everyone, Osuka.. My daughter understands
       this.. You need to understand that you need to calm down.
       Everything will be alright, okay?"
       There it was, that same old Amaya smile that could calm a raging
       forest fire from dry woodlands. Demetrious wasn't astounded by
       the change of form really, he had seen much stranger, but what
       he was curious about; was who this guy was? He wasn't sure, so
       he looked at his mother for an answer but got none for the time
       being. For now, he'd leave it be and simply stay with his
       sister. If this guy was adopted by Fayt, or some how a child of
       her's from long ago, that would make him family. So that meant
       that Deme would trust him for now. After all, he could trust
       Yuro easily, without fail and he wasn't of blood. As Athena
       showed herself, Amaya could not help but to laugh at her
       absolute familiar approach to things. Smiling, she walked up to
       her granddaughter and wrapped her into a light hug, being
       mindful of the flowers before releasing her. "Ah, worry not my
       dear.. This is your brother by adoption.. He did not know about
       your mother being in a coma and is in a bit of a rage.."
       Pausing for a moment, she sighed and looked over at her
       daughter's motionless body before giving a faint smile to
       Athena. "My dear.. It's about time we get things going so your
       dear brother and you can have your mother back. You've been able
       to visit her whilst he has been in hiding for a very long time..
       He had not known, but he is your older brother.. So treat him
       kindly.. For now though, I need you to get your father here.. We
       need to wake your mother up finally now that everyone she cares
       for is at our home. This does include your uncle and soon to be
       aunt, but they are currently else where and not in the house. So
       we will leave them be, for your uncle's fiance and him have just
       reunited with each other." Smiling still, she guided Athena to
       sit down on the bed next to Deme, who gave her a cheerful hug
       and then went back to remaining as stoic as ever. Amaya soon
       joining the two before looking to Osuka. "Please change back and
       sit down now, child. I really think your mother would rather see
       you for you, not some glob of green flame." She said with a
       chuckle. [/left]
       ~Kieri~
       [center]When he smiled, she felt her heart skyrocket in it's
       pulse. She absolutely loved it when he smiled, it seemed to wash
       her with warmth she had long missed. Wrapping her arms around
       him, she kept herself as close as humanly possible at this
       point, wanting nothing to part them. Seeing the changes, she
       didn't mind, he looked like himself, and that was adding more to
       the comfort. "I'm so glad you like it.." She whispered lightly,
       almost as if any loud sound would disrupt them. Standing on the
       tips of her toes, she slipped her hands up to his shoulders
       before draping her arms around the back of his neck as she
       placed a gentle and loving kiss upon his lips. Nothing,
       absolutely nothing, could take this moment from them. For that,
       she was grateful. Lingering there for a few moments longer, she
       hesitated before pulling away and gently guiding him along the
       small path through the flowers into the middle of them. Pulling
       him down with her, she giggled and gently nuzzled his neck
       affectionately. "I love you, Yuro.." [/center]
       #Post#: 170507--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: The Insignificant Date: April 21, 2012, 3:09 pm
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       All this was just too good to be true. Was it even really
       happening? It had to be, because he could feel Kieri so close to
       him, it made his own heartbeat go faster than usual. He closed
       his eyes for a moment as he felt her lips against his, pressing
       his own back lovingly, lingering as well. As she parted, he
       opened his eyes again, realizing that everything was perfect
       when she was around. Following her lead slowly, he laid down
       with her in the middle of the flowers. He inhaled deeply, taking
       in all the sweet scents. As she nuzzled his neck affectionately,
       somehow, a shudder crossed his body. He felt different, somehow.
       As if a desire was slowly coming up. A desire he never felt
       before. Sighing lightly, he wasn't sure what to do with this and
       frowned lightly for a second. As Kieri spoke again, he smiled
       happily. "I love you too, Kieri. So much.." he whispered to her,
       not wanting to disturb the area with loud sounds. His arms moved
       around her, his lips kissing her neck softly, going up to her
       jawline, his arms still holding her close to him. "So much..."
       he repeated again, closing his eyes, letting his warm breath
       splay over the skin of her neck.
       #Post#: 170511--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Cyrstalia
       By: RiloRii Date: April 21, 2012, 3:19 pm
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       ~Kieri~
       [center]The gentle words and caresses sent chills up her spine,
       but that only made her smile as the thudding in her rib cage
       continued to throb without fail at it's faster pace. Yet that
       pace only increased when she felt the warm breath wash over her
       neck and the lightest kisses being placed there. Her flesh
       seemed to get warmer and she felt absolutely enthralled without
       knowing why. Never before had she ever experienced such a thing
       other than blushing and kissing, feeling her heart become
       erratic when she was around him. This was much different though,
       but enjoyable. Lightly chewing on her lower lip, her arms
       wrapped around him as she felt that line of blush return with a
       vengeance. Slowly nuzzling his neck in return, she lightly
       planted a gentle kiss there as she smiled lightly. That tense
       feeling in her chest rising with her quickening heart beat as
       she never wanted to let him go. "I love you so very much.." Even
       her voice sounded a bit different, breathless almost. [/center]
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