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    ★ Of Love and Combat ★ [w/ Esper]

    Beaux
    Beaux

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    Lineage : Gold Flames of Amatsu
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    Posts : 228
    Guild : ❖ Rune Knights ❖
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    Post by Beaux 16th December 2019, 12:24 am

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
    Post Word Count: 1,054
    Job Word Count: 1,054/XXX
    Muse: 10/10
    Music: Catching On
    Items Used IC/OOC: Item 1, Item 2
    Active Spells: Spell 1 (Duration: x/x)
    Beaux swung his staff forward, meeting his enemy’s weapon halfway between them with a sharp clang. The two struggled for a moment before metal sheared off metal. Beaux had tossed aside the enemy’s weapon and kicked them in the chest, sending them flying off the roof the two stood on. Only a faint thud and a cry of pain signified their harsh landing on the street below.

    The angel used his staff for support as he looked around once more. Or, perhaps it should be said that it was her staff. Beaux was currently in the form of the angel Praeclara. This form was certainly a formidable one, though by appearances, one wouldn’t assume that to be so. The female angel donned skimpy armor and her massive golden wings stood out among the battle. The staff in her hand was glowing white at the tip. Sharp metal glinted off the bladed edges threateningly.

    In the rooftops and streets around the Major General, the Knights under her command battled on. They were in conflict with a gang of hooligans that had been causing some trouble and harm in Clover Town. The place was chock full of legendary mages who were in retirement. Their lavish houses lined the lakebound city from bank to bank. Many had monuments or statues in their names and held regular meet-and-greets for fans. The city was always lively and bustling.

    Beaux and his subordinates had been called to Clover Town to investigate some horrifying and mysterious circumstances. A few of the residing mages had been found tied up in their homes with both eyes missing right from their sockets. Only the most powerful retired mages seemed to be targeted - ones who had the strongest magic. It was a truly awful thing to experience, which Beaux had done a lot of. He was the one, along with his Sergeant, who had interviewed the victims. Many had said that a man had suddenly appeared in their houses and stolen their eyes. It hadn’t seemed to be a bloody ordeal, as all of the victims’ eyes had been cleanly removed. It was if someone just… scooped them out. It was certainly the most odd situation Beaux had ever seen.

    Shortly after, the Major General had sent Corporeals with a group of five privates each to various posts around the city. As night fell, the pods had waited for any sign of the criminals in charge of the eye theft. Should any one group encounter them, Beaux and his larger squadron would head immediately there to lend assistance. It had been about 6 AM when a sharp call had come through the lacrima radio network that the Knights were using. “General Phacelia! We’ve caught sight of the culprits near the Desert Rose Bridge! Send assistance immedi-” the voice of the Corporeal had been cut off by the radio being knocked from his hand. The larger squadron could head the sounds of battle coming through the radio and headed at once to the area.

    Upon arrival, they had leapt immediately into battle. Beaux had switched to Praeclara’s form immediately, the golden woman being one of the best defensive forms he had access to. It had been a surprise that there seemed to be more dark mages participating in these crimes than just one man. Perhaps the victims had been incorrect.

    The opposing mages fought hard and dirty. All sorts of tricks had been used against the Rune Knights, and Beaux found that many of his subordinates were knocked out of the battle. So far no deaths had occurred, but the fight was young.

    The Major General ducked as she heard the approach of a projectile. An object came whizzing over her head, coming to land on the next roof over and exploding in a splash of water. She whirled to see a snickering dark mage tossing two more water balloons in his hands. Beaux couldn’t tell if it was the guy’s magic or if he was just there to cause trouble. She ducked again to miss the second balloon.

    Golden wings began to glow with a blinding light that reached out and burned the face and eyes of the water-balloon thrower. He let out a yelp and dropped the balloon in his hand, leaping from the roof to escape the pain. A glowing residue was left on his face as he ran away, crying from the pain. It would continue to hurt him for a while longer.

    Beaux looked around and noticed that her magic had burnt a few surrounding enemies, giving her allies a chance to gain the upper hand. Sergeant Blue came clambering up the side of the roof, his majestic warhammer in hand. Once he came to stand beside the temporarily-female Major General, he stopped for a moment to catch his breath while the two observed the battle around. Roy Blue was a man in his late 50s and had participated in many a war, which had worn down on his body. Despite his tough past, the man still fought with a vigor that even some 20 year olds lacked.

    “Major General,” he began, taking one last deep breath. “Corporeal Rosser said he may have seen the leader of this group. They’re over Desert Rose Bridge and north by a bit. Would you like to pursue it?”

    “Yes,” Beaux replied, her voice light and airy but with a stony edge. “Let’s find the head of these délinquants and end this battle before too many people are disturbed.” Roy nodded in response. “You keep a hold on things here, I will head to the other group alone.”

    “Yessir! Or, ma’am?” Roy said, confused. The Major General let off a shrug. “It doesn’t matter in this form. Good luck, Sergeant!” With that, the elegantly clad female angel took to the skies. The golden light of the morning sun reflected off her wings, the feathers shining like they were threaded with metal. Beaux skimmed low over the rooftops, crossing the stream that ran beneath Desert Rose Bridge just a little upstream. As she drew closer to where the leader was, she grew a little apprehensive. Battle still scared the angel after what happened with Sanguine. She was always worried that another enemy would be so strong that they would bring her near death once more.
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    Iris
    Iris

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    First Magic: Ocular Requip
    Second Magic: Water Dragon Slayer
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    Post by Iris 5th January 2020, 5:58 am

    At first, his brainchild seemed to be one of the better things he'd thought of and accomplished in a long while. He'd been spending so much time as a serious assassin that Iris just wanted to let loose, go back to his old hobbies, let off some steam. Clients for Hidden Blades were so...anal. And not even in the fun way! When jobs came through, they almost always had strict rules for how the task must be done, what it must look like, what the aftermath should be. No mistakes. No deviations for the deviant. Very few of those dossiers he took allowed room for any eye reaping. So many nice ones he'd lamented, wasted because it would give away his identity perhaps, or would alert the wrong people that it wasn't an accident...even worse was that no one ever saw him in all his beautiful glory. Or in these cases, her glory. The only time Esper could take any enjoyment in touching a mark for her own devices was if she needed to fool them or lure them, and even then it was in disguise, letting someone else's beauty to the work. Feh! Only on the bodies that had to be completely gotten rid of by any means necessary could the eyes actually be snatched from, and those were few and far between.

    In short, his day job was: No beauty, no fun, and no eyes. But hey, lots of vice money!

    The cosmic being's compulsion to acquire new pairs of eyes had reached a fever pitch in the past few weeks. Even a walk to the bar had him nearly dragging people into alleys to relieve them of their sight. What stopped him? Honestly, habit. Even when he wasn't in Hidden Blades and was simply Iris Esperanza, he still thought like he was Esper. Despite all the personalities he could easily switch between with a change of the eyes, it was the hardest for him to separate and change between his two lives. It was only after he realized he wasn't the masked and anonymous Esper that should draw no attention that he wanted to go for it, but by then the target was gone and the mood was ruined.

    The day before, Iris found himself nearly running out of Errings Rising's castle foaming at the mouth, nearly going mad to satisfy his hunger. The space dust was generally a masochist, but when it came to this obsession, he was steeped in dark sadism. His ears ached for the screams of surprised victims. His hands trembled in anticipation over what magical secrets might be locked within, what colors he'd add to his rainbow assorted rows. Clutching his eye scooper with obvious intent, he pondered where to go. Since he had only a few moments to steal away this week, he needed to make his new additions count. Clover Town might be full of retirees, but they were powerful ones. Generally, Iris had a distaste for the geriatric since aging eyes tended to attract nasty ailments and milkiness, but it had come to his attention that there were quite a few that weren't as old as one might expect. Instead, they were just worn out, either crippled in battle or their bodies failed early from the abuse of their power. Those would be his targets. The ones with crisp, clear vision trapped in now inadequate bodies, but still possessing all the potential they'd had in their younger years for him to harvest. Getting these would soothe him. They'd also make him stronger, which would, in turn, one day translate to his razing of the magic council and the reclaiming of his own stolen eyes.

    No, the irony that one of the things he now enjoyed most was the very thing done to him that ruined his life did not fail him. He just didn't care.

    His first trip was solo. It was a wild and ravenous romp, using his newly acquired stealth skills to break into houses and snoop for the right people. Some he passed over, not out of the goodness of his heart, but because they weren't worth it. Missing eyes. Ruined eyes. Disgusting! He had half a mind to burn their houses down, but he risked missing out on the ones he really wanted if he attempted to cleanse the blemish from the population now. In and out of houses he snuck, and the ones with the prizes within went off without a hitch. A little rope, a firm grip, professional wrist twist and POP! he had his new pretties and plopped them into his jars, snuggling them away into his dimension of goodies. One perk of the aging population was their hard of hearing since those he did enucleate screamed such horrific symphonies that he thought he might not be able to contain his euphoria. After he was finished, he had some places to go and people to meet to make the best of the high and his descent from it.

    However, like the draw to the drugs he took to keep unwanted thoughts away, the success of his haul the night before lured him out again Clover Town. The first night only whet his appetite. He'd get them all this time, but there was a slight hiccup. The members of his real identity's guild were drawn to chaos like moths to a flame. His thirst was so palpable that they followed him in droves as if he was the captain of their destructive platoon if they actually listened to rules and authority which they decidedly did not. Still, Iris was a chaotic being himself, so he could use the cover of their general attack on Clover Town to get the rest of the peepers. Maybe the commotion would draw even more victims for him. Good thing he was flexible~

    Indeed, it did draw out fresh blood. Rune Knight blood. While he was all for having his real face and name be infamous throughout the land, he wasn't sure he wanted the police to know it so well. And while he knew he should use the battle between them and his insane posse to leave without a trace...he just couldn't. He'd been having a lovely night and an even lovelier morning until the trash showed up. Few things enraged the easy-going Iris more than the lapdogs for the Magic Council. Decades if not centuries ago he'd been among their ranks. He'd been a good soul that wanted to help humanity, keep it beautiful and thriving. He'd seen the best in all of them and swore to protect and love them. But they betrayed him in the most intimate ways, twisting and changing him forever. The more trash he could set on fire, the better.

    Finding dark humor in his choice to stay, he chuckled at his cleverness. Yes, he'd wear his old Rune Knight armor for this fight. Black water bubbled from his pores, coating him and hardening into his black knight's armor. Would anyone recognize this once heroic form? Was the painting of him still in the hall of legends? Tapping into his old strategic knowledge from being a general in the old days, he waited across the bridge for the general of this pod. If they were still trained like they used to be, it wouldn't take them long to locate him and the degenerate group that had joined him. Water formed a matching spear in his right hand. Iris was ready for a fight. All the blood he'd spared earlier would now be spilled in a gorgeous display if he had his way about it. As a glow came streaking into view slightly overhead, he grinned beneath his helmet and raised his weapon. When the feathered being was in range, he launched the spear at her with impressive strength and speed, then finished up by forming a water lance in his hand for the ensuing battle.


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    Beaux
    Beaux

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    Guild : ❖ Rune Knights ❖
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    Age : 19
    Mentor : ✤ DOPPO ✤
    Experience : 24,087

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    Post by Beaux 6th January 2020, 9:21 pm

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
    Post Word Count: 479/1,533
    Job Word Count: 2,845 Total WC
    Muse: 10/10
    Music: The Edge
    Items Used IC/OOC: Item 1, Item 2
    Active Spells: Spell 1 (Duration: x/x)
    As she had soared across the bridge, the angel was peering around cautiously. Various thugs had been running and fighting below but there seemed to be no sign of the larger group that contained their leader. The Major General had circled once and begun to descend when the blinding flash of sunlight off of metal impaired her vision momentarily. In the few seconds it took to blink the vivid afterimage away, there came something launched from the ground at incredible speed.

    The only warning Beaux got was the slight whistle of metal through air. The moment the sound reached her ears, the elegant angel tucked her wings and rolled through the air to the left. However, the movement didn’t come quick enough. Sharp metal collided with the golden skin of her thigh, reflecting the weapon to the side. Glowing flesh flickered and felt like a hundred bees were buzzing along it where the attack had landed. The vibration let Beaux know that the ethereal skin of Praeclara was wearing down and couldn’t take too many more heavy attacks.

    Wings pumped furiously as the angel attempted to right herself in the air. The unexpected barrel roll nearly made her careen into the side of a building. Beaux flew up and circled before spotting the assailant. In the center of a group of delinquents stood a tall being. Menacing black armor coated every inch of them, even a large helmet with a purple ribbon plume attached to the top. In their hands, the enemy held another spear, likely to be launched at the angel soon. Beaux couldn’t see any features beneath the tremendous armor, not even through the opening in the helmet which the person saw out of.

    The Major General flew to the middle of the bridge and landed gracefully on the cobblestones. The flowing lace half-skirt attached to her armor blew gently in the wind. For a few moments, silence occupied the space between the Rune Knight and the thugs. Both sides eyed the other, looking for weaknesses and movement.

    Beaux tilted her staff forwards to point at the opposing group. “I am Major General Phacelia of the Rune Knights,” the female angel form called out across the bridge, her voice loud and commandeering. “We know what you’ve done to the citizens of Clover Town. You are under arrest for violating the laws placed upon Fiore by the Magic Council. Surrender peacefully and you won’t be harmed.” The Rune Knight hoped she looked intimidating enough standing alone against the whole group.

    Rays of sunlight shone from the horizon, warming Beaux’s back and giving her a feeling of confidence. The light illuminated every part of her, giving a glowing halo to her majestic wings which were fully outspread. It was a sight to behold. The radiant angel braced herself for attack. She didn't expect these hooligans to give in easily.
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    Iris
    Iris

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    Posts : 220
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    Experience : 88,980

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Ocular Requip
    Second Magic: Water Dragon Slayer
    Third Magic: Probs Something Kinky

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    Post by Iris 6th January 2020, 10:20 pm

    Feathers.

    He wasn't sure why, but even in this moment of rage and bloodlust, the sight of the wings and feathers sparked some sort of memory. He stood frozen in his attack position. For once, the vain being was grateful for the dark helmet he'd donned, so his expression would remain mysterious and dangerous to his angelic foe despite his face showing that he'd been distracted. A few blurred memories of a drunken night, some kisses, lots of chocolate, a fight in the street? He'd been with someone then, someone with wings. They'd been forced apart by a crowd and that was all he barely remembered. Just wisps of a day filled with happiness and contentment. The letter 'B'. Waking with a single black feather in his hand, which he still carried around like Cinderella's glass slipper.

    But this couldn't be the B with the inky black wings. This was a she, bathed in gold. Quickly, he buried the memories and thoughts and returned to his unapologetic attempt to murder an entire squad of Rune Knights, starting with their general. "General Phacelia~ of the Rune Knights?" he called back, voice tinny from inside the watermade metal. A deep, dangerous giggle followed. With a sweep of his black armored hand, he motioned to her as if to dramatically present her to his unruly band of dark mages. "So the rule makers have sent a beautiful top dog~. Aren't we special~?" his voice lilted to them tauntingly, bringing up a roar of cackles and hungry threats of violence. "Darlings, how do we feel about the Magic Council and their laws for the land? Anyone up for being arrested~? Bound in chains~?" he flirtily inquired next, rallying his own troops, which were actually more like feral dogs. They growled and howled, all protesting the system and proudly professing their rejections of such notions in monologues no one listened to. "Well, what does Errings Rising do to people like General Phacelia and the Rune Knights?"

    That was all it took to whip the rest of his guild members into a frothy frenzy. Some blasted past her back over the bridge and some swam over the stream to aid in the fight with the other Rune Knights. Some stayed behind to directly go for the angel that directly threatened them, though Iris had little doubt they'd fall quickly. Some of this lot were strong, but none were particularly disciplined. ER was a chaotic place that had become a haven for insane and twisted mages. He knew full well a lot of the ones who came today were fodder. Not many cooperated with each other or even seemed to pause for strategy. They flew by the seat of their pants, thinking that simply having deadly spells was enough to kill their foes. Iris couldn't fix stupid, nor did he care enough to try. It was enough effort to keep the Combat Department's members trained and in proper shape for Hidden Blades.

    Once enough of his comrades had fallen and blood perfumed the air, Iris finally dashed into the fray. Hopefully his attack from earlier had damaged her enough to make this fight interesting. It'd been a long time since he'd fought someone this way. Combat for the space dust these days was much more sneaky and straight for the kill. Efficiency and secrecy were top priorities. But here, he could play. Let loose. Be a little sloppy. Yes, he intended to kill her, but he hoped General Phacelia would be able to hurt him. Iris wanted to enjoy himself, wanted the pleasure from taking blows meant to kill and basking in the quivers through his body that his alien brain registered as reason to release the chemicals that made him feel oh-so-good. For someone like Iris, a super masochist, pain was very thrilling. Intoxicating. He licked his lips with anticipation. The Black Knight drew in close to the angel, lance jabbing outright for her chest while the fluid plumage of his helmet revealed its watery second nature. It'd try to wrap around any part of her it could get, acting like a whip. In this case, it sought not to hurt, but to keep her on a leash. Keep her close, perhaps. Force the two to fight in close quarters, where the attacks would be hard and fast and relentless...and deliciously torturous. "Please, stay close, little birdy. You're too pretty to admire from afar~"

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    Beaux
    Beaux

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    Post by Beaux 6th January 2020, 11:52 pm

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    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
    Post Word Count: 683/2,216
    Job Word Count: 4,266 Total WC
    Muse: 10/10
    Music: Collide
    Items Used IC/OOC: Item 1, Item 2
    Active Spells: Spell 1 (Duration: x/x)
    As the echo of her words faded out, the armored knight seemed to be frozen in place. Not a soul moved. Beaux wondered if the suit of armor had become uninhabited somehow.

    Just as the silence was becoming oddly long, a voice rang from within the black metal. It had a metallic echo to it, but still could be heard clearly. The voice purred out taunts and insults as its owner gestured to the dark mages around. The gathered ones began to hoot and howl, becoming restless with bloodlust like a dog at the end of its chain. They raged and pulsed as if they would burst from where they stood at any moment.

    It was Beaux’s turn to stand in frozen silence for a moment. That voice… Something about the way it purred and drawled with a sultry tone. It was familiar. It sent a chill down her spine, not just of uneasiness at the familiarity but something more raw, even lustful. The angel was shocked and horrified by her own reaction. How could her body be reacting in such a way to an enemy? Not only in the middle of battle, but towards one who was inciting violence in an innocent town? Beaux felt disgusted with herself.

    The Major General couldn’t keep standing still. The black knight had released the delinquents like a pack of attack dogs. They spread out to join the fray, some even making it behind the angel to where some of her comrades had approached to lend aid. Beaux lashed out with limb and spear, injuring some thugs while just subduing others. She wasn’t one to kill willingly, but if it was a matter of life or death it must be done. A gruff looking man ran at her swinging a large hammer. The Knight simply knocked him clean off the bridge with the butt of her staff.

    Suddenly the Black Knight was just feet away from her. Where he had come from, she didn’t know. His lance shot straight for her heart, but the angel’s staff clumsily knocked it to the side. The sharp weapon speared right under her armpit, slicing the underside of her right arm as it went.

    Beaux breathed heavily. Blow after blow had been chipping away at the ethereal skin, lowering its protective ability bit by bit. She had to get away for a moment to transform into a different angel. Heavy strokes of golden wings propelled her into the air.

    The General didn’t make it too far though. Like a lasso, the ribbon plume atop the black knight’s helmet whipped around her midsection. It seemed to have a mind of its own. The grip was too strong to break by force of her wings. Beaux was yanked right out of the air and slammed down into Desert Rose Bridge. Cobblestone shattered and crumbled at the impact.

    Beaux felt the effects of the golden skin fizzle out. She had to transform now, before her enemy made another move. Soreness spiked through her body as she raised herself to her hands and knees. Golden hair and wings began to change in color. Skimpy metal armor faded and was replaced by a pair of black pants. Breasts and hips faded into a more stocky structure. Beaux stood up from his crouch, eyes warily scouring the black knight. He was male once again. Long white hair fell from his head and deep red marks stood out against his pale skin. The wings he bore were much larger than the previous, dwarfing his body.

    Without hesitation, Beaux lunged forward. He wasn’t entirely confident that he could win against such formidable armor, but he had to try. The General owed it to his fighting troops around Clover Town. A clenched fist collided with the side of the ebony chestplate while bony wing bones battered at the dark knight’s shoulders. Beaux grabbed his enemy’s helmet with both hands and gave a rough twist as he pulled it towards his own head. “Is this close enough for you?” he snarled at the expressionless helmet, adrenaline pulsing through his muscles.
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    Iris
    Iris

    Alt Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Dragon Slayer- Dark Guild Ace- A-Rank- Working Together- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Halloween Social - Halloween job event participant - Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Motor City Rush- Summer Special Participant- Player 
    Lineage : Descendant of Atlantis
    Position : None
    Posts : 220
    Guild : Hidden Blades
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 88,980

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Ocular Requip
    Second Magic: Water Dragon Slayer
    Third Magic: Probs Something Kinky

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    Post by Iris 7th February 2020, 4:03 am

    Iris was delighted that his helmet's plume had managed to snag the pretty birdy to keep her from flying away. How could he possibly draw more of that pretty red blood from her if she kept trying to take off? Though he hadn't foreseen her smashing into the bridge as she had, the winged being seemed to be alright. Being tethered, however, caused a more instantaneous change to adapt, a change that the space dust found very interesting indeed. All that shimmery gold and skin disappeared and suddenly there was a man in its place. "Oh~! That's a fun trick!" the knight nearly giggled, of course drawing parallels between them. It wasn't often if ever that he'd come across someone who could shift their human body and gender as he could. Was the General not of this planet as well, or was this a common trait of a more divine being? Either way, a shiver went down his spine, and unlike the angel, Iris would embrace the lust he felt for his enemy. Perhaps it'd even fuel him on. More blood. More pain. If this now handsome man could get through his armor, perhaps he'd earn the chance at something a little less protected.

    When the rugged man lunged forward in a somewhat primal attack, glee echoed from within the helmet. Iris was sorry his armor endured the angels punch, only rewarding him with a metallic ringing sound inside and none of the pain he craved. "Actually, you could be so much closer~" countered the suggestive male inside, the percussion of tiny wing bones on the black metal serving as a soundtrack. As hands came to grip his helmet in an effort to wrench it off, the dark mage admired the pulsing biceps and triceps for a few fleeting moments before reaching a free arm up to smack them away. "Not yet, my lovely. You've got a lot more work to do before being rewarded with my beautiful face," the man taunted, taking a step back. Remaining close like this was no time for a long, cumbersome lance. It turned back into crystal clear water, circling around him as if awaiting his command.

    It'd been a long time since he'd used this magic. After the loss of his original eyes, he'd lost access to it due to memory degradation. Despite being alien, he'd been on Earthland for a very long time; centuries, in fact. When he and some of his kind first came to this rock, they'd encountered a people with a water affinity and made their home among them. They shared knowledge and integrated. Iris had befriended a dragon of the sea that was kind enough to condense some of her magic into a lacrima so he could protect these people from a growing threat to the East. In the end, it had hardly done much good, but he had cherished this magic. Some soul searching he'd done recently in attempts to find his arch-enemy had reminded him. While using the armor he'd used in his legal days was familiar, it came with its perils. The bad memories almost made him want to lock it all back up, but perhaps a little rage would come in handy here.

    "You will have to come at me much harder than that, Rune Knight," the Atlantean scoffed, all but spitting out the last of it, "It's a bit too quiet for my liking. Maybe our screams will compliment each other, should you be up to the task." With that, the water formed about six thin needles and flew at the angel, the Black Knight following close behind with metal fists flying.


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    Beaux’s arms were smacked away from the helmet with ease. Blows from his wings seemed to just rebound off of the metal like hail. The angel realized he would have to find a way to circumvent the armor to deal some damage. He had to consider this battle with wit instead of just brute force. His brow furrowed at the armored being’s words. The teasing and taunting seemed to have a flirtatious edge.

    The dark mage took a step back and so did Beaux. The spear seemed to dissipate into a stream of water that hovered in the air and circled in anticipation. Words were spat at the Rune Knight again, echoing his same realization that this battle would take a lot more effort than just hurling himself at the enemy. A twinge in his gut came with the mention of their screams. Beaux hoped things wouldn’t come to that. The goal was to subdue the black-armored being and arrest him. However, the dark mage seemed to have a different, more depraved idea.

    Beaux was bracing himself for the next attack, but what came at him caused him to lose his focus. The water had formed into six needle shapes that were now hurling right at him with the dark knight in tow. Panic pushed at the edge of his mind as his heart dropped to his gut. Deep, focused breaths turned into shallow, desperate ones. Needles. Why, oh why did it have to be needles?

    The Rune Knight attempted to dodge the needles, his movements made clumsy by fear. Pulsing blood roared in his ears. Most of the needles flew past him, but two managed to land. Beaux felt a chill go through his body as he felt the water-needles pierce his bicep and thigh. If he so much as glanced at them, he knew he was done for. The sight of needles made him panic and pass out since he was a younger teen. They had been used against him maliciously, leaving him with stitch-shaped scars and an irrational fear.

    Beaux had been so focused on avoiding the needles that he forgot about the dark mage that was right behind them. A flying punch caught him in the side of his torso. The metal fist was painful and cold against his skin. The attack sent him flying across the bridge, skidding and rolling over the cobblestones until he came to a harsh rest against the edge of a bench. The Rune Knight hissed in pain as the metal bench collided with his back. That was definitely going to bruise.

    With the assistance of flapping his massive wings, the angel returned to his feet. He dared not look to see if the water-needles still stuck in his limbs. The dark knight was fast approaching and he needed to focus if there was any chance of coming out of this battle victorious - or alive. Large wings began to beat, the back-and-forth motion stirring up the air. Still air turned into a breeze, then strong gusts. It blasted in the direction of the armored one, pushing against him in an attempt to slow his progress.

    Debris began to be picked up with the wind and hurled at the enemy. Small pebbles rained against the metal, causing a melody of clinking. Then cobblestones began to loosen from their place in the roads, bouncing with the wind behind them. Beaux heard a rattling of metal behind him. A glance over his shoulder showed that his gusts were causing the bench to come free of the ground. The Rune Knight stepped to the side just as it was freed, tumbling at the dark knight at breakneck speed.
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    Post by Iris 20th September 2020, 6:00 am

    As his needles hit and froze and his prey cracked into a bench from the momentum wrought by his fist, a wave of giddiness washed through Iris. He wasn't usually sadistic, preferring masochism hands over fists more, but the capability was still there for moments when it was needed. Riding the high of what seemed to be a battle going in his favor, he did indeed chase after his winged foe in hopes of tormenting a little more before he ended his pathetic Rune Knight life.

    Perhaps he was a little too focused on what he'd do to the man when he caught him because he hardly noticed when, once recovered and airborne, that the wind was slowing him. He also didn't notice when the damaged bench came loose, so it smacked him right in the chest, and then it was his turn to fly back across the bridge and into a tree on the other side. Most would at least groan in pain, but the sounds coming from within the armor were far from displeased. Still, despite the pleasure he got from the attack, choosing to stay in human form meant he was injured like any other human would be. His blood started to pool under the skin at the back and front of his torso. Perhaps something was poking something else internally because a spasm of his sore ribs brought a little bit of his Milky Way colored blood to his lips where it leaked out. "Mmmmm~ Do that a few more times and you just might get me going~" he said suggestively, getting back to his feet, though he did stagger a little. Maybe he hit a little harder than he thought. Iris might enjoy pain, but that didn't mean his body didn't react in more or less the normal way someone experiencing injuries would. The weakness that came with it was much more fun during naughty times.

    Okay, so if he couldn't move as well right now, then he'd have to improvise. Of course, now that he was feeling it, he wanted more pain brought on him instead of the other way around, so he'd lost a little of his will to fight. Still, if he was to get what he wanted, he'd have to agitate it. Armor clanking and whining from being bent, the dark mage started to surge forward again to meet his legal counterpart, a bit slower but still determined. The water had formed a sword for closer ranged combat, since now Iris was intent on staying up close and personal. "Let's dance, feather boy~. I've got all day!"


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    The bench had made its impact, throwing the dark mage clear back across the Desert Rose bridge. He made a solid collision with a tree that looked quite painful to Beaux, but the armored one didn’t seem phased. Provocative words reached his ears across the bridge.

    The continuous suggestive comments left Beaux concerned. Was the black knight… enjoying being hit? He’d heard of masochism, but this was outspoken and intense. Though his goal was to subdue this criminal, part of him didn’t want to give the satisfaction of pain to his enemy. However, there wasn’t much he could do. Coming out of this triumphant would require attacking.

    Once he had recovered, the dark knight was coming back at Beaux with full force. The water he controlled had formed into a sword, the edge gleaming in the sunlight. At least it wasn’t needles anymore. Sticking his hand out to the side, the air began to glow as a sword of his own began to materialize. It was of simple make but glowed with a golden light. Originally, the item looked like a wooden cane with a hooked top, which functioned as a support for Beaux on days where his crippled leg was acting up. However, it had magical properties as well and had the ability to change into a few different types of weapons.

    While his sword appeared, the angel himself transformed once more. His wings shrunk slightly, returning to his own snowy white pair. These would be much faster than the larger gray wings of the storm angel. Raising the sword, Beaux darted towards the black armored man with a determined look on his face.

    The two met in the middle of the bridge forcefully, the sound of their swords clashing sending a ringing sound out. Several of the other fighting criminals and Rune Knights paused to glance towards the bridge. Their leaders were clashing for all to see, a flurry of swords and flashes of black and white.

    Beaux was faring fairly well, his wings lending some assistance in dodging attacks. In fencing class as a youth, he’d always been stronger on the defensive skills. That was a lot different than real battling, though. There were no rules here, no courtesies like there were back then. His enemy’s goal was to injure and maim, or even to kill.

    After a deep cut from his enemy’s blade parted the skin on the side of his torso, Beaux went on the offensive. Blood was splattering on the stone below, the wound aggravated by his movements. The angel was focused, though. Each blow he struck out allowed him to test the black knight’s skill and narrow down an opportunity to land solid attacks that would actually do damage. So far he’d managed to leave some slices in the armor.

    There! An opening presented itself. Beaux lunged forward, intending to jam his sword in between two pieces of the armor on the hip that allowed movement. If he could cut a tendon or at least leave a deep wound, it would reduce the dark mage’s movement and give the Major General the advantage. Subduing the enemy shouldn’t be too hard after that.

    However, his attack landed clumsily. The angel’s left leg, due to an old injury, was weaker than his right. Even though he did lots of exercises to try to keep it strong, he’d been battling for a while now. The energy he had was dwindling, which made his leg act up. His ankle folded sideways as he struck, causing his sword to graze the dark knight’s knee instead.

    “Merde!” Beaux hissed out as he collided with the stone. Stupid leg! The sword fell from his hand and clattered across the bridge. He had to do something to protect himself, he was in a vulnerable position. The armored one had the advantage of attacking from above and could kill him in an instant. Desperately he scrambled to his knees, ankle stinging from the stumble.

    Assuming the dark mage would try to take advantage of his exposed state, Beaux frantically called upon his weapon. He didn’t care what form it took as long as it gave him some sort of last-ditch defense. It disappeared from the other side of the bridge and began to materialize in his hands again, taking the form of Praeclara’s holy staff.

    What he didn’t realize was that the butt of the staff would catch against the stone, bracing it in a steady position. The staff was a long weapon, at least the same height as the angel. Beaux held his breath as he turned away, tensing and preparing for the white-hot pain from his foe’s sword. As the dark knight would come forward, the sharpened, bladed tip of his staff would arrive in its glowing glory, pointed right at the center of his chest. If the armored enemy continued his momentum, the impact would cause the holy staff to pierce straight through the armor and into his flesh, its braced position driving the blade deep and true.




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    Post by Iris 8th December 2020, 7:24 am

    Even if Iris had really been pressed to stop from running into the bladed staff, his wounds and his momentum driven by crazed desire would have kept him from being able to stop in time. Just when he thought he had that disgusting Rune Knight's life in his grasp, ripe for the culling, the unpredictable weapon appeared and he impaled himself on it. It didn't give an inch either, braced against the stone of the bridge. Black metal screeched against the metal of the blade as it gave way to the sharp point, giving it entry to the fleshy torso beneath. It sunk deep into Iris's chest with a hollow thump, drawing out another sound of pleasure. However, unlike the previous ones that were more ambiguous, this was a very distinct and drawn out moan. "Hnnnnnnnnggg~!!" Iris's voice rang loud and clear from deep in his throat, the echo effects of the armor doing nothing to mask what should have been a very familiar noise. The pain was utterly delicious. He could hardly keep his body from slipping over the edge of his lust.

    Once the moan quieted, the dark mage fell silent, trying to adjust himself on the blade. This pulled a clear grunt of pain from within the dark helmet this time, still tinted with a twisted enjoyment, but a little uncomfortable. The grunt was followed by a thick chuckle. His cosmic blood was building in his throat even as it poured from his wound and out the hole in his armor, staining the blade. "Hnng...right there's the spot~" he teased suggestively, though the raspy inhale and the panting indicated the angel's victory. A shaky hand reached out to grip the staff behind the blade, trying in vain to push himself off of it. Victory or defeat didn't matter to Iris, but he absolutely didn't want to be captured. While someone of Iris's caliber could make any situation enjoyable besides solitary abstinence confinement (which was basically impossible given his composition and tendencies to escape), but it would be a bit of a bother if he got a warrant or bounty or something. Well, actually it'd probably be pretty fun, but with his work in Hidden Blades, his more public persona being hunted would make it hard to have time for his expected duties, right?

    His strength was pretty spent, leaving him to hang weakly on the staff. A terrible cough sounded from within his helmet, leaking his ichor out of it and onto the bridge. If he'd been a normal human, this would be it for him. He'd die from this wound. However, Iris was not human, and thus this was just an inconvenience for his human form. He could turn into his galactic dust and free himself to go heal the damage, but this was much more fun for the moment. What would this little goody-goody do? "Heh heh...you win~...now what, angel?"

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    Post by Beaux 8th December 2020, 9:19 pm

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    The screech of metal on metal and the nauseating sound of slicing flesh reached Beaux’s ears. The pressure against the staff in his hands told him that the weapon had met its target, and as he sneaked a glance, he saw that the glowing metal had pierced straight through the black armor. The angel felt his stomach churn at the sight of such a harsh wound up close. In his desperation, he’d caused an injury much more damaging than he intended.

    As the weapon had slid past the armor and into the dark knight’s torso, a startlingly loud moan escaped from under the helmet. Beaux flinched, then felt his heart drop to his stomach. That sound… he recognized that sound. He looked like a deer in headlights as memories started to appear in his mind’s eye. Loud bass that made the floor rumble. The sharp smell of liquor, the burn it left in his mouth. Bright stage lights of all colors. The trace of lips down his neck, the feeling of skin on skin.

    The armored one spoke again and tried to remove the blade with little success. Broken from his dizzying string of memories, Beaux slowly rose to his feet. A strange liquid was dripping from underneath the helmet and from the wound, which he realized was some sort of blood. For now, he decided to leave the blade in so his foe wouldn’t bleed out on the bridge. Besides, he was too distracted to fight, flee, or even put the dark mage under arrest.

    Chills ran up and down his spine as he looked towards the knight’s head. He had an inkling of what lay under that black helmet. Denial swirled in his heart as he stepped forward. “I have to know for certain,” he replied quietly, heartbeat pounding in his ears.

    It can’t be…

    That voice, that moan, he knew who it belonged to. He remembered lavender hair that was never anything less than perfect, those eyes that took his breath away. That creamy skin he’d become familiar with nearly every inch of.

    This can't be the way we meet again…

    Beaux reached up and placed his hands on either side of the black helmet.

    This is a dream, or maybe a nightmare…

    Pale fingers trembled as he lifted the helmet up. He knew what sight would grace his eyes, but still the air escaped his lungs as he stared with wide blue eyes. “...Iris?” the breathless whisper escaped his lips, full of hope and wonder, but also fear and disbelief.




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    Post by Iris 21st February 2021, 5:42 pm

    For a change, it was Iris's turn to be surprised. Though his hair still looked impeccable considering he'd just been wearing a helmet and impaled, his face lost a little of the twisted aroused smirk and took on one of baffled wonder. His lavender hues were staring into the one, single pair of baby blues he'd searched so intently for but could never quite find again. "Thi....Beaux?" he asked, suddenly aware of the name other than his old stripper moniker that belonged to the angel boy. How he knew it was fuzzy, but that didn't matter right now. His breath caught in his chest and all the malice and darkness left his features. It was him, at last. He reached an armored hand up to carefully touch the man's cheek, as if to prove to himself that this was real and not a daydream.

    Whether Beaux realized it or not, at some point in their past tristes, the lusty extraterrestrial had fallen in love with him. That was a big deal for Iris, since he'd only ever loved one other person and they had betrayed him at his most vulnerable. And love for Iris was different than for humans. While he didn't understand how love and lust linked, since he could feel lust for any number of people but love only one, his affections went deeper than most human attachments once he formed them. He'd be disgusted to learn that was essentially monogamy, since he was under a different impression of what that meant.

    "Beaux~!" he grinned, as if he didn't have galaxy blood leaking everywhere from the weapon lodged in his body. He pulled his hand back and gave it a rough shake to rid it of the black gauntlet, merely so he could wipe the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. He had to look his best for Beaux! "I can't believe it. How lucky am I~" he gleamed, forgetting all the pent up rage he'd been trying to unleash on the one thing he hated more than most. Beaux was a Rune Knight, but he completely forgot about that. It didn't matter what he was. None of this mattered anymore. He didn't even consider that he'd just tried to kill the man earlier, or that he'd hurt him. All of it had faded into a haze of pure joy.

    Well, mostly pure joy. Every time he moved, there was a twinge of pleasure and pain that was a little distracting. He'd actually like to get off the blade now so he could greet his lover properly. First the armor disappeared, and without the resistance of metal he managed to weakly back himself off the blade, though he made a variety of noises as he did so. Though his clothes were slicked down the front and back by his strange blood, he didn't seem to care too much. He very much wanted to throw his arms around and hug his one-time foe, but he was smart enough to take it a little slow. This was probably quite a shock. Still, as he stood more properly before Beaux, sweating a little and panting from his injury, Iris looked like there was no other place he'd rather be right now. For just this moment, everything was right in the world, and all the swirling negativity that he drank away was quiet. "I finally found you~...or rather, you found me?" he asked, grinning.

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    ”You remember me?” Beaux replied weakly, feeling like the world was falling out from beneath his feet. He winced internally at the near mention of his other name, but quickly forgot about it. Iris was here in the bloody flesh, close enough to touch. The armored man reached out to gently caress his cheek. After some hesitation, the angelic man leaned into it, staring at that lovely face through watery eyes. Each second felt like minutes, yet passed more quickly than he wanted it to.

    How Iris managed to be so perky with a weapon lodged in his midsection was incomprehensible to Beaux. He could only stand and watch dumbfoundedly as his long lost love shed the black armor that he’d been beating relentlessly against just minutes before. Their battle had come to a dizzying halt and now he didn’t know what to do. So he just stared.

    The fleshy sounds that filled the air as Iris freed himself from the staff’s blade nearly made Beaux sick. Knowing that he was the one to inflict that wound made it all the more worse. As soon as its victim was freed, the golden staff disappeared in a flash, leaving only a puddle of strange blood behind.

    Beaux stared at the liquid for a moment before looking back to the armorless Iris. Oh, what a mess he was in now. The battle had begun to wage between his sense of responsibility as a Major General and his urge to just run away with Iris and forget about all this. Guilt started to eat him up inside. He’d come into this fight intending to arrest the dark knight, but after finding out who was beneath that armor, he couldn’t bring himself to do that. The feelings he still felt for Iris all these years later were too strong. His heart would not be betrayed that easily.

    “We found each other,” the angel murmured affectionately, his heart leaping. His eyes trailed down to the blood-soaked clothing. All of a sudden he remembered that Iris was hurt, even though the wound had been right there the whole time. He’d been too caught up in his emotions to realize it.

    “L-let’s get you healed up,” Beaux said frantically. Trembling hands worked to untie the cloak from around his shoulders. Once he managed to free it, he rushed forward and started wrapping it gently around Iris’ torso. The goal was to stop the blood at least. This was his fault, he had to fix it. Knowing he’d hurt the violet-haired man was like a punch to the gut over and over.

    Glancing around, he realized they were still in the middle of Desert Rose Bridge, out in the open. He couldn’t let his squadron see him helping the very enemy they had set out to fight. He couldn’t let them capture or harm Iris. With a deep breath, Beaux turned his back on his sense of duty, a decision heavily influenced by the intense emotions running through his body. Before he could return to his troops, he had to make sure Iris was okay. For the time being, he would come up with a lie to tell them about where the black-armored knight had gone.

    “Come on,” Beaux whispered soothingly, his strained expression changing to one of tender affection. “Let’s get you somewhere safe.” Wrapping his arm around Iris, he used his shoulder to help support the weight of the other man and began guiding him towards the nearest alleyway.




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