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    Intoxicating Festivities! (Private; Daemon)

    Shakil
    Shakil

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    Post by Shakil on 7th July 2016, 4:57 pm

    "Oh. My. God! That looks so good!"

    A young, cherry blossom haired woman leaned over a stand of meat kabobs, all roasting peacefully on the grill with a rather shocked cook, who wore a white chef's hat and apron. Osaki, her two tailed fox spirit, poked her head up from Momoi's shoulder, hidden under her long bangs, observing the chewy treats.

    Momoi, who was thoroughly impressed at the meals that would sizzle before her, looked up to man with sharp, reddish pink eyes struck with awe, obviously excited. "Hey, uhm... could I get two of those?" She tilted her head and grinned, her cleavage clearly visible by the hem of her shirt, which would silently attract the young man's eyes, a faint blush on his cheeks.

    "I, uh..." He spoke, lost for words. Clearly distracted, one kabob seemed to be turning to more of a charcoal color. Momoi, noticing this, raised both brows questionably and pointed to the ruined serving. "Hey, your kabobs are...?"

    The young man looked down and panicked, quickly flipping over the 'slightly' burnt kabob and proceeded to clumsily get two finished ones and place into in a container, handing both to Momoi afterwards, bowing in forgiveness. "So, so sorry about that!"

    She simply giggled and nodded, turning over and walking down the avenue of festivities, waving her hand back over to Mister Kabob Man.

    What was today? A festival! In Momoi's eyes, it was mainly a food festival, but otherwise, it was full of games and food stands, and was thoroughly excited for the firework show later that evening.

    Osaki had poked out from her shoulder again and swiped for the meat, making rather subtle whines. Momoi simply moved her occupied hands away from the small creature, mouth stuffed with a series of proteins. "Hey, back off! I got this fair and square!" She practically snarled at the little fox spirit before Osaki would simply hop down at one of the kabob sticks and snatch it between her little, but sharp teeth.

    Momoi stopped in her tracks and dramatically pointed to the familiar, a comical anger vein above her head. "Give that back! Hey! HEY!!" It was at that moment that Osaki would scurry away with one of her half eaten kabobs, running into the crowd.

    Momoi screamed her name and ran after her through the crowd, bound to hit someone, or rather, Osaki likely to get stepped on. "Osaki! OSAKI!"

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    Daemon Spade
    Daemon Spade

    The Dark Moon


    The Dark Moon

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    Second Magic: Imperal Demon
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    Post by Daemon Spade on 7th July 2016, 6:23 pm

    The moon shined peacefully over the festival yet hidden away from the crowds in one of the cities many alley ways an assassin moved swiftly under a veil of darkness. This assassin was given a specific order by their master To kill Daemon Spade. Daemon had in years past taken up jobs as an assassin himself and acquired a rather infamous name for himself in the underworld under the title savage beast who was capable of killing a person with nothing more then his index finger. Daemon however chose to leave that life behind him after regaining memories of his parents and siblings after one of his targets mentioning how much he looked like both of them and proceeded to give Daemon a copy of his family's crest on a necklace which he still carries to this day .

    All in all this left Daemon's former employers to be rather angry with him and every few years they attempt to kill him however the only thing they get word of is a bloodied corpse and a note from Daemon to stop sending peons. Unfortunately for the current assassin the information they have on Daemon is rather dated due to him learning how to properly cover his tracks.

    Ten minutes later on the other side of town in the festival was our favorite turquoise haired crimson eyed Lunar mage enjoying the sight of the festivities from the comfort of an open aired bath with a soft smile on his face as the warm water washed over his body causing his muscles to relax Daemon looks up to the moon and starts to sing a song his mother sung to him as a child. Thou seek the light with an outstretched hand a divine blade lies before you so command the wake of dreams to restore the world, cut away the seems. Join in our prayer in our song of birthrights and love come the moon Illuminate the night sky  pray that we may quell the dark. Light take the throne Lost in thoughts all alone.  Thou seek the dark with an unsheathed blade. Now a white ivory throne beckons so obtain the fate you sow on this path be weary friend and foe. Join in the tale in the blight of Conquest and lies come the sun to tarnish in the sky. Vow that we shall tear the light. Dark seize the throne Lost in thoughts all alone." Daemon raised his hand to the moon in prayer as a silver aura washed over his body  before closing his right hand over a knifes handle as the assassin stood on the roof of the bath house Glaring at Daemon.

    Savage Beast prepare to die by the hand of the Wild Dog." Daemon Glared back at the assassin and carefully wrapped a towel around his waist and jumped up to the roof and got into a fighting stance. Normally Daemon would simply use his katana but he decided to leave it in his room due to the moist air would be bad for the blades edge. the assassin smirked and charged at Daemon with his blade poised to pierce his throat While Daemon twirled the knife in his grip and threw it into the assassin's right leg with roughly an A rank's level of power hitting several muscles and tendons and the shin bone causing the Assassin to drop his blade in agony. Daemon stared in disbelief at the pathetic excuse for an assassin and crossed his arms over his chest. Is that really all it took to put you down the assassin's of the red skies must be slipping in their training regiments. " Daemon walked over to the man and  grabbed the man by his throat with his automail left arm  then dragged him over to the side of the building and dangled the poor man over the edge by his hair facing the kabeb stand and fire walking event. Daemon stared unemotionally  at the assassin's eyes before taking his right index finger and positioned it to the left of the poor fool's neck who began to beg and plead for his life saying that he would gladly give up the life of an assassin if Daemon spared him. Squelch was the only sound that could be heard in Daemon's ears; with the speed of a S rank Daemon moved his claw from left to right of the mans neck causing him to cut through the jugular while Daemon dropped the man who in a last ditch effort to take Daemon with him grabbed at the towel at Daemon's waist causing it to fall from his body as the assassin fell to the hot coals below Causing him to be burnt to a crisp as a sickening scent fills the air. Daemon simply looked on with the mans blood caked onto his face, hair  and chest the rest of his body bare for the entire world to see the scars that covered his abdomin.


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    Shakil
    Shakil

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Power of Apocalypse
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    Posts : 346
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    Post by Shakil on 7th July 2016, 11:13 pm

    "O-SA-KI?"

    Momoi had been yelling after the little fox for the past several minutes, and was not pleased with it scurrying away with her food. - And through the crowd?! Momoi was nearly fed up with the lesser spirit, following her until she was completely out of the festival.

    She wasn't too sure why the fox spirit crept away so far, or perhaps she would just run until Momoi had stopped chasing her, which only the limiting pressure of endurance and stamina were to determine whether she stopped or not, yet her burning determination to retrieve her meat kabob (Despite having a completely separate, untouched one in her grasp) would be enough to fuel her.

    I'm gonna kill that two tailed rat-- eh? Momoi stopped mid thought at the sudden realization of her being in a completely unfamiliar area. She looked left, and looked right, and realized that she was no longer in the festival region, but on the near side of town. Either way, it was a discomforting thought and realization that she had been chasing a two tailed fox spirit for the last several minutes, all for some meat should could've easily replaced.

    At the thought, Momoi comically sweat dropped and sulked. "Well, damn..." She grumbled to herself, and surprisingly enough, the same white fox spirit had scurried back over to the cherry blossomed hair girl with it's mouth covered in bits of meat.

    Momoi simply leaned down in order for the spirit to crawl onto her shoulder again, ears drooped down and nose scrunched, clearly unpleased with whatever happened to the little fox spirit.

    She simply raised a brow and glared, clearly pouting. "Are you going to apologize? What are you so afr-" Just then, she was greeted with the foulest stench, simply looked up, and saw the rather notable young (Or so it appeared) man, bloodied and naked. Completely naked. Momoi simply stared with a blank expression before pausing for a moment, and flushing a rosy red. "H-H-H-He's naked?!!"

    Momoi screeched, her nose nearly bursting out in blood from the shock of a naked body.

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    Daemon Spade
    Daemon Spade

    The Dark Moon


    The Dark Moon

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    First Magic: Lunar
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    Post by Daemon Spade on 7th July 2016, 11:52 pm

    Daemon not wanting to being considered an amateurish former killer for hire decided to jump down from the inn roof and proceeded to walk over to the charred body with his automail arm and dragged it off of the fire before kneeling down to examine it in front of the Cherry blossomed hair girl he saw rush after her pet fox. Daemon's Black hair flowed a little bit from the up draft of heat from the coal pit.  Daemon smirked at his work making a final noted to be more careful on the method of proper public executions as he grabbed the towel he was wearing .

    When will those bastards learn not to send the grunts." He said with a dark chuckle as he slowly stood up making the scars on his back more pronounced as he turned around slowly and started to head back to the bath house's main entrance as he walked past the girl allowing her a close up view of his body. Daemon yawned a little and tried to use the towel the wipe the blood off his body as he walked. Daemon grumbled a bit at how difficult it was to get the blood out of his onyx black hair. I hope the Inn has sake.." He said out loud as he turned the corner and headed back into the bath house. Daemon up to the front desk and asked the hostess for several bottles of sake and gave her his room number. The hostess still in shock of seeing one of her customers walking back into the inn naked simply nodded with her mouth open like gaping fish. Daemon smiled and thanked her before heading back to his room on the second floor.

    ( Daemon doesn't know who works her so if Momoi wants to follow him that's her best chance )


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    Shakil
    Shakil

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    Post by Shakil on 8th July 2016, 12:41 am

    Momoi hurried over to the nearest object to take cover and hide while observing the young man, disgusted by the foul stench but filled with curiosity as to who this naked man was and what exactly he was doing so late in the evening. Well, back here, anyways.

    Momoi furrowed her brows and hid behind the object, which happened to be a dumpster, and peeked out towards the corner while observing the young man and his doings. From what Momoi could tell, it was some sort of charred corpse, which was shocking in of itself, but also disgusting to know that it would just be left there, does Honsenkan folk have no sense of sanitation? It was surprisingly even to her that she was more concerned about the fact the body had been left untended to rather than what happened to make it a corpse in the first place.

    The raven locked man had seemed to be rather disappointed in the turn of the events, or so it appeared as he would examine the body and carefully retrieve the only source of clothing he could retrieve, which was thankfully unharmed, and headed back to whichever destination he was staying in before.

    As soon as the raven haired man was a near enough distance away, Momoi and her two tailed fox familiar would stealthily (Or so she thought) follow him with careful hiding and over pre-cautious movements until she reached the same inn he was allegedly staying at. As he would walk in, she paused and looked up at the large building, feeling the heat of whatever bath radiate off of it.

    Momoi began to flail in excitement at the sight. "Oh dear, an inn? We're definately staying here! I wonder if they have spa treatments... let's find out!"

    Clearly overjoyed by the inn, she would quickly walk into the building, partially for the man, and mostly for the awe of the inn.

    Intentionally waiting for the raven haired man to take his leave, Momoi quickly approached the counter and slammed a small bag of jewels in front of her, with the most serious face she could compose at the moment... which wasn't very serious; in fact, it was more of a grin. "One room, please!"

    Perhaps one of the most impulsive decisions she had made today, by this time, Osaki had already stolen her other kabob without her knowing, but in the familiar's favor, Momoi was too focused on the situation in order to notice her missing, beloved stacks of meat.

    Otherwise, her request had went through, and she had booked two nights at the inn, requesting the specific placement of the second floor rooms.

    Momoi had made her way up to the second floor, with Osaki completely satisfied with the meal she had just stolen, Momoi looked both left and right in search of the man. She assumed she hadn't made it to his room yet, but that wouldn't stop her from searching!

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    Daemon Spade
    Daemon Spade

    The Dark Moon


    The Dark Moon

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    Age : 28
    Experience : 0

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    First Magic: Lunar
    Second Magic: Imperal Demon
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    Post by Daemon Spade on 8th July 2016, 7:20 pm

    Drip drip drip was one of the few sounds flooding the hallway as a trail of blood droplets slowly formed behind Daemon as he walked to his room with a slight yawn. After entering his room Daemon slowly began to finish cleaning the blood from his body yet was having trouble removing the last bit from his chest due to the towel becoming far too saturated with the assassin's blood. Seeing this Daemon went into the battle room and put the towel on the sink counter and headed back into the main room just in time to notice a scent just outside of his door. Daemon moved towards his door and hid against a shadowy wall and prepared to tackle the person as they came in Yet his .. ahem lower muscle was clearly visible.


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    Intoxicating Festivities! (Private; Daemon) 52dd7fbb-1401-4e27-ac12-76ac0e3ff649_zps83e93be7

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    Battle theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv08zFNjTtw

    End of the world Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_S-UpM7dbcg
    Shakil
    Shakil

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Power of Apocalypse
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    Posts : 346
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    Experience : 325

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Curse Of Oni
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    Post by Shakil on 9th July 2016, 12:57 am

    Momoi had just arrived at the very start of the corridor, fascinated by it's smooth, wooden floorboards and walls that looked just like marble. Momoi comically sweat dropped, and sulked. "I probably couldn't afford more than two nights here, anyway... huh?" Suddenly, Momoi had raised her head and noticed little drops of red liquid in a rather uneven line going down one of the hallways.

    Momoi simply smirked as her eyes wandering over to her familiar who was disapprovingly looking back at her. "You know what this means, Osaki?"

    Osaki shook her head, vehemently disagreeing. Momoi only nodded in unison.

    "We have a crime scene on our hands and we must solve it! The Rune Knights are DEAD to us! This is a scene only WE can solve, Osaki! They shall see me as the beautiful, mysterious detective of Honsenka! Only searching at night, when the moon is high and the criminals are low! Low! Bwahaha!" Momoi continued to flaunt over herself and the dreams she had made up on a whim and were bound to fail.

    Osakki had bit her ear to quickly shut her up, Momoi wincing and whimpering. "O-Ow! OH, right... yeah, yeah. Follow the trail... quietly." She furrowed her brows and nodded, pinching her fingers near her lips to imply the zip your lips gesture, and proceeded to tip-toe down the hallway with little droplets of blood guiding her.

    Moments later, she was led to a room with a creaked door, but the blood trail continuing deeper into the room. Momoi froze at the sight, but quickly walked closer to the door and peeked in. She looked over to Osaki for reassurance, but she seemed to be completely against it. And although aware of what Osaki was telling her, Momoi simply disregarded all those signs and convinced herself that it was the right thing to do. "Well, I mean... what if there's a robber in there and the staff doesn't know? I mean, someone's gotta do it, right? Right! So.. uh, let's go?" She looked to her familiar with rather questionable eyes, "....I know it sounds like I'm not sure, but I'm sure. I'm really sure! Yeah... very sure... okay, let's go."

    And just like that, the young woman slowly opened the door and walked into the room, blind to what awaited her.

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    Daemon Spade
    Daemon Spade

    The Dark Moon


    The Dark Moon

    Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- 1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Shadows of Anarchy
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    Age : 28
    Experience : 0

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lunar
    Second Magic: Imperal Demon
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    Post by Daemon Spade on 9th July 2016, 2:02 pm

    Daemon quickly tackled the woman and closed the door behind her separating them from the rest of the inn as he holds her to the ground using his entire body to prevent her form moving and placed his right index finger against her throat. You have two seconds to tell me who you are or I'll rip your throat open. " Daemon said as he gently applied pressure to his finger. While Daemon was normally a calm and peaceful man during vacations having someone attempt to kill him already has left him in a rather paranoid  state meaning that whomever was underneath him  literally only have two seconds to plead their case  before he introduced them to the pearly gates.


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    Intoxicating Festivities! (Private; Daemon) 52dd7fbb-1401-4e27-ac12-76ac0e3ff649_zps83e93be7

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    Battle theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv08zFNjTtw

    End of the world Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_S-UpM7dbcg
    Shakil
    Shakil

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Power of Apocalypse
    Position : None
    Posts : 346
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    Mentor : N/A
    Experience : 325

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Curse Of Oni
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    Post by Shakil on 9th July 2016, 9:11 pm

    It was probably the most shocking event to happen to her; even after the foul stench of a body. What was so surprising? The trail of blood leading to a suspicious room? The possible corpse of a charred man? The alleged murderer immobilizing her? All surprising and somewhat horrible, yes, but what was truly the highlight of her night was not the blood trail, the charred body, or being tackled by the man, but rather the complete vision of his body that made her face go a ghastly white, as if she has just seen a ghost.

    Her mind went a million miles an hour as the man would slam the door shut and press the tip of his index finger against her throat, giving her specific directions. While Osaki didn't dare move.

    Momoi began gaping like a fish, and the words had just slipped out in a crazed, loud tone. "M-MO-MOI-MOMOI AMET-AMETSUCHI. Momoi Ametsuchi!" She had almost been crying at this point. It was all so sudden to her.

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    Daemon Spade
    Daemon Spade

    The Dark Moon


    The Dark Moon

    Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- 1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Shadows of Anarchy
    Position : None
    Posts : 1298
    Guild : Suripingu Mori
    Cosmic Coins : 0
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    Age : 28
    Experience : 0

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lunar
    Second Magic: Imperal Demon
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    Post by Daemon Spade on 11th July 2016, 5:04 pm

    Daemon glared at the girl before slowly removing his finger from the girl's throat and gets off of her before offering his a hand up while a small wolf pup appears from  the bed room with a piece of salted chicken in it's maw. Daemon walked over to the pup and gently picked it up and stared into it's eyes. Lunos what have I told you about stealing from other people?" The small pup looks at it's master's eyes with a big sappy stare yet Daemon's glare did not soften until the pup dropped the chicken into Daemon's hand which was held under the pups mouth. Daemon smiled to the pup and gently placed the pup on his head and sat down before ripping the chicken apart and shared a bit with the small pup then threw the rest to the frozen pup. Why did you come here Miss Momoi ?


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    Battle theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv08zFNjTtw

    End of the world Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_S-UpM7dbcg
    Shakil
    Shakil

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Power of Apocalypse
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    Posts : 346
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    Experience : 325

    Character Sheet
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    Post by Shakil on 11th July 2016, 6:25 pm

    Momoi had just laid there as pale as a ghost for a few moments, not seeming to properly process what just happened. It was when Osaki and slipped away from her shoulder and pulled on her ear with her semi-sharp teeth, trying to haul the cherry blossomed-hair woman elsewhere. - It didn't succeed, of course, but ti certainly did make her flinch in the mild pain of the bite. "Ow! Osaki..." Momoi had jerked up and sat down on the ground, rubbing her ear and hissing at her familiar, only to pause and realize the situation she was in. Potential murderer but mere meters away from her behind closed doors? Check. Trail of blood leading elsewhere in the room? Check. Naked man sitting near her? Check. And what would Momoi do in this situation? The answer is simple;

    Momoi peeked around the room, as far as her sight would take her, and whispered down to the two tailed fox spirit with guilty yet mischievous eyes, "I think it's fair to stick around. I mean, this can be more serious than we're taking it... besides, this room looks ten times better than my expectations for my room... we should look around." Momoi comically wiggled her eyebrows and raised back to her feet, dusted her skirt and shirt off, and turned over to the man with closed eyes and a forced smile, "Oh, I, uhm... we came here to uh... to inspect! You see, we're-- .....!"

    Momoi opened her eyes and realized what she was seeing.

    A (handsome) naked man and his pet, having a normal conversation with her. Everything to visible to her. Even his... you know! That!

    Momoi said nothing, and for one moment of silence, her mouth slowly opened, "KYAAAAAH! You're naked! Naked! And aww, is that a puppy-- NOT THE POINT! Get some clothes on you pervert!"

    At this point, no one could tell if she was embarrassed, angry, or struck with awe. If anything, all that one could see her doing is storming around the room looking for a change on clothes, avoiding eye contact with his body at all costs, cheeks flushing a rosy red and skin extremely pale. "Y-Y-Yo-You heard me!"

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