Kouichi gazed down at his sleeping roommate as he stood in their dorm room and grinned. His eyes glowing vibrant green while his fingers had extended into their talons and his hair had grown out a few of his feathers. With a hiss he wrapped his fingers along Gokudera's throat and squeezed. He wanted the mafioso to die and then he would move on to the others.
He leaned forward and squeezed harder wanting to cause death, to witness the end to yet another life. An actual end was all the same, breath stopping, blood slowing down, the body shutting down. But how the end was achieved. Well, this wasn't going to be Gokudera's real end, merely a wake up call.
Aim is being ghei at the moment....tempesta_caiDecember 14 2008, 21:46:01 UTC
For some reason, he'd let his guard down before he'd gone to sleep that night. Usually, even the smallest noises would cause him to leap out of the bed, dynamite in hand, cigarette between his lips, ready to light it.
But now...
It wasn't until his breathing became labored that he stirred and grasped at the claws clutching his neck.
Of course, the albino freak had finally shown his true colors...
Gasping, writhing and trying to claw at Kouchi's hands with his left, he used the other to reach for the dynamite he kept strapped to his thigh and began to smack the other in the face with the first one he reached.
Sokay <3notxsoxsweetDecember 14 2008, 21:51:55 UTC
He was smacked in the face and pulled his hands away, grinning as his deep green eyes remained on Gokudera. He rolled his neck, a loud crack issuing forth.
He gazed at the other and stood up straight, waiting for the other to get up.
"Good morning Gokudera," he hissed. "Sleep well?" he asked before he slammed Gokudera up against the wall by his shoulders, digging in his talons even as his hair let out a few feathers. "You had trouble breathing so I decided to wake you up."
And obviously, his first attempt at escaping was little more than futile.
The moment his head was clear enough, from the previous lack of oxygen and from being slammed against the wall, he resumed his struggles.
"Trouble breathing my ass!!" He hissed as he kicked outwards, planting his feet firmly in the others chest and pushing forward. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Aizawa?! Let me down before I blow a hole in your fucking face freak!!"
The air was salty, the beach felt so much like home to him it was almost a compulsion for him to go there. An island home that he refused to let anything else violate. His normal aquamarine eyes were now jade with more then just his natural green. He stalked the beaches and anything living on for prey.
((OOC: He's 'not' near the Chimera he's off to the side and too far to see it himself. Also if anyone wants to grab the Dark Prince Al's got his powers fully back and his kicking it in his apartment with a good book waiting for 'what he thinks' a typical Forbidden Hour to end. Students are encouraged to bug him for help XP.))
It was Balthier who had told him about this "extra hour" nonsense. Of course, Basch had to believe him in the long run, which is how he found himself on the beach looking for the cause of the whole disturbance. Anyone knew that there was always a greater power in things like this.
"A little boy? There is definately something here that is not quite right."
"Little Boy?" He echoed turning to focus on whoever it was who spoke. Someone seriously wanted to get hurt, after everything he had gone through in his life he was 'not' a child. "You have a death wish?" he asked pointledly summoning Path to the Dawn to his hand, in a swirling of light and darkness.
orz LAST TIME POSTING THIS.keyofdestiny13December 15 2008, 01:50:39 UTC
Roxas wandered down the halls of the school, Organizatin coat on, and Oathkeeper and Oblivion in both hands. His eyes were a bright green, almost glowing in the dark, looking for anybody that might walk in his path. He currently wanted to be alone and anybody who disturbed him would be dealt with by force. 'Disturb' also just happened to mean "come within 20 feet of him."
It didn't make any difference, though. They would all be dealt with, anyways.
((OOC: lingering issues will include irritability, unpredictable angry emotions, violent tendencies
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"Hey over here, Joe! There's---" And Kyo was stopped. There was some kid who had these glowing green eyes. "What the fuck is this?" Kyo just fought countless shadows with Joe and wasn't sure what the hell this was. What the heck was going on?
"Who are you?" Roxas tilted his head a bit before stepping forward. It didn't necessarily matter who they were, though. They'd pay the price for disturbing him. They would make decent sacrifices to the darkness.
Students were meant to visit the library, correct? In the name of the higher power, she believed she could annihilate the potential of the student population that would wander into that area. Those who used analysis and logic to make their decisions were likely to be threats to the Higher One's bidding. Those were the the largest threat. They would need to be settled with quickly.
Rapier in hand, Eirika, the former princess of Renais, the present queen of Frelia, stood guard to the doors of the library. She donned her armour, glistening breastplate, eyes that resembled the eerie shades of the moon, and her tiara that marked her royalty. Plastered across her face was an expression of utter delight, one that could only be defined as upon the edge of madness.
She was ready. She was prepared. The Higher One would grant her the powers to revolutionise the world the side of the one who commanded her.
Seth had made it a habit to be close to his Queen, even when she slept. A royalty had enemies, even if well loved and popular. And of course, the anomalies had made him mode cautious and vigilant with his nightly patrols.
The knight's initial reaction was to let Eirika be, but when he saw her expression, and those eyes, he was certain something was wrong. Seth took a deep breath, before stepping out into full view in front of her, donned in his usual black outfit with the assorted armored pieces.
To say that there was no recognition would have been a lie. Eirika knew well enough who Seth was, and what his position was as her retainer and a loyal knight of... Frelia.
Her arrogance, driven by the choosing from the Higher Power, seemed to seep from every pore. She looked to the knight briefly and then lifted her rapier.
"Tell me, Seth. Who do you think would make a worthy sacrifice?" She could stand to grow irritable later. Perhaps.
Ragnell in hand, Ike headed over towards Hot Dog on a Stick. His eyes were glowing such an Ikea green. Someone who was able to help defeat a goddess, Ike was a strong mercenary at his own right, and he'd be able to best anyone in his mercenary company (not counting the laguz, of course).
He growled a bit, waiting for some unsuspecting prey to come over so that he may destroy them.
Oh this was marvelous. Simply marvelous. Albel had been expecting things here to be excited, but to this extent? This was more than he could hope for. Wanton destruction and maggots to crush beneath his heel? What more could a warrior ask for? This was better than home. No, this was even better than Ares.
The swordsman danced with his Crimson Scourge and gauntlet across the fields, taking great delight in dismembering these shadows piece by piece in the most gruesome ways possible. But these things were far too weak. Hardly worth destroying with his blade. He would soon need a stronger target if he were to satiate his lust for battle.
Ike lightly growled, his green-glowing eyes locked onto Albel. He did not know who this was, and he was going to get him good. In an instant, he dashed towards Albel and slashed. Where did he slash to? More than likely, Albel's front side as his top was ripped open by Ragnell.
Albel heard a disturbance off to the side and turned only to find himself face-to-face with a blue-haired swordsman. With only a moment to spare, he backed himself away, but his shirt was caught and slashed open, torn away from his body, its pieces falling onto the ground.
Oh...he did NOT. Albel growled in return and focused his battle gaze on him. Oh, he was going down. "Oh, you'll pay for that, maggot."
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He leaned forward and squeezed harder wanting to cause death, to witness the end to yet another life. An actual end was all the same, breath stopping, blood slowing down, the body shutting down. But how the end was achieved. Well, this wasn't going to be Gokudera's real end, merely a wake up call.
"Wakey wakey," he hissed.
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But now...
It wasn't until his breathing became labored that he stirred and grasped at the claws clutching his neck.
Of course, the albino freak had finally shown his true colors...
Gasping, writhing and trying to claw at Kouchi's hands with his left, he used the other to reach for the dynamite he kept strapped to his thigh and began to smack the other in the face with the first one he reached.
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He gazed at the other and stood up straight, waiting for the other to get up.
"Good morning Gokudera," he hissed. "Sleep well?" he asked before he slammed Gokudera up against the wall by his shoulders, digging in his talons even as his hair let out a few feathers. "You had trouble breathing so I decided to wake you up."
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The moment his head was clear enough, from the previous lack of oxygen and from being slammed against the wall, he resumed his struggles.
"Trouble breathing my ass!!" He hissed as he kicked outwards, planting his feet firmly in the others chest and pushing forward. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Aizawa?! Let me down before I blow a hole in your fucking face freak!!"
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((OOC: He's 'not' near the Chimera he's off to the side and too far to see it himself. Also if anyone wants to grab the Dark Prince Al's got his powers fully back and his kicking it in his apartment with a good book waiting for 'what he thinks' a typical Forbidden Hour to end. Students are encouraged to bug him for help XP.))
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"A little boy? There is definately something here that is not quite right."
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It didn't make any difference, though. They would all be dealt with, anyways.
((OOC: lingering issues will include irritability, unpredictable angry emotions, violent tendencies
lol So I just play Roxas IC, then, right? XD))
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Rapier in hand, Eirika, the former princess of Renais, the present queen of Frelia, stood guard to the doors of the library. She donned her armour, glistening breastplate, eyes that resembled the eerie shades of the moon, and her tiara that marked her royalty. Plastered across her face was an expression of utter delight, one that could only be defined as upon the edge of madness.
She was ready. She was prepared. The Higher One would grant her the powers to revolutionise the world the side of the one who commanded her.
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The knight's initial reaction was to let Eirika be, but when he saw her expression, and those eyes, he was certain something was wrong. Seth took a deep breath, before stepping out into full view in front of her, donned in his usual black outfit with the assorted armored pieces.
"My Queen?"
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Her arrogance, driven by the choosing from the Higher Power, seemed to seep from every pore. She looked to the knight briefly and then lifted her rapier.
"Tell me, Seth. Who do you think would make a worthy sacrifice?" She could stand to grow irritable later. Perhaps.
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Those eyes... Something was wrong, very wrong. Seth watched her carefully, even as he kept his tone respectful. He needed more information.
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He growled a bit, waiting for some unsuspecting prey to come over so that he may destroy them.
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The swordsman danced with his Crimson Scourge and gauntlet across the fields, taking great delight in dismembering these shadows piece by piece in the most gruesome ways possible. But these things were far too weak. Hardly worth destroying with his blade. He would soon need a stronger target if he were to satiate his lust for battle.
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Oh...he did NOT. Albel growled in return and focused his battle gaze on him. Oh, he was going down. "Oh, you'll pay for that, maggot."
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