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Thread: True Calling (Atroxa x Effigy)

There was always a strange weight that followed after the fighting was done. Be it some guard or a group of men, it didn't matter. After taking a life and no one else stood their ground the fact that your hands were stained with someone else's blood was not something to take lightly. Or at least it used to be like that. There was a time where Durihan had sought pennants for killing, even if he was a knight. But such guilt fades when death becomes a trade. And now that weight that followed Galathe's death was a reminder that one day someone else would feel the same when they took Durihan's life. A voice would break Durihan's moment, the man turning to Lilura who was standing with that same poise she had entered with. This death was brutal by any means and yet here the young Lady Balfour stood as if it were nothing. The knife was still dripped with blood and clenched in Durihan's hand, a sight not many would take so lightly. What she had said didn't register with Durihan, but what she said after definitely held some worth in his head. An offer to take Galathe's place? What so I can be killed by the next guest you have at your castle? Durihan asked in jest, shaking his head as he dropped the knife next to Galathe's body. What choice did he have though? This definitely wasn't below him in any way, hell he had done worse before and didn't make it out as nicely as he would in this situation. So now the question was what would the two of them do with Galathe's body.... Which probably should have been asked what would Durihan do with Galathe's body? Durihan grabbed the bed sheets in his room, just to crudely wrap Galathe's open wounds so he wouldn't bleed down the hallways. Straight to the stables Durihan took the guard's corpse, tossing him onto a wagon. It had been a while since Durihan had dealt with horses in such a manner, finding a work horse he got the large animal hooked up to the wagon. Accompanied by Lilura the two headed off to the same forest that Durihan had almost died in days before. If I am going to be in your employment then you need to know I plan to kill a man in town. He goes by the name of Willard. Some half of a man that sent me to my death in these woods. Durihan told Lilura as the woods started to thicken. At some point Durihan would have to carry the corpse if they were going to go deeper.
Thread: True Calling (Atroxa x Effigy)

Just watching the events unfold, Durihan was taken back. He could go on with himself how he used to kill such creatures but getting over that initial shock Durihan found himself longing to see what happened next. To many times had someone crossed him over these years and had been in a situation to simply laugh Durihan off and send him on his way. How many times had he fantasized about killing such men, out of just cold blood.. Out of misplaced anger. Sure most deserved it, others were just begging though. The rapist going on his way, a swordsman cutting down a challenger in what was to be an exhibition of skill, any man who wronged another... It wasn't some old knightly creed to bring justice, it was a desire to inflict pain, retribution upon those that deserved it. That could be argued by justice but what was the justice in sending zombies to kill a man? It was a line that Durihan found himself stepping over as he sat there and watched. Set aside from the onset of death and now the bonfire that was meant to cleanse such a horrible event... The night was quite wonderful. A soft cool breeze that swayed nearby trees back and forth. A calm almost silent ride, well silent once the two had gotten far enough away from the calamity in town. Every so often Durihan would look to Lilura, out of concern no less. She looked ill, or at least she looked like she was dying when she had first cast that spell. Color was indeed returning to the girl but the way her shoulder shank, the way her eyes held a half open gaze. She was exhausted from it all, Durihan didn't need his new charge passing out on him. Just that thought that now she was his charge instead of the other way around made the man scoff a little, but other then that he didn't pay much to the thought. I'm assuming I will be accompanying you now on these endeavors? Durihan asked as he looked to the woman, though she didn't even need to answer. All Durihan could do was chuckle a little, what had he gotten himself into now? He would whip at the reigns, getting the horse to travel a little faster now that Lilura admitted to her current state. The rest of the night went smoothly, though one could argue everything had gone smoothly, as if someone had manipulated each and every event. Back at Castle Balfour Durihan brought the wagon and horse back to the stable. Lilura in all her pride got off of the wagon but in her current state was quick to stumble to whatever nearby object she could hold herself up with. Durihan shaking his head a little as he came over, without her permission or consent the man picked Lilura up. The young woman practically cradled in Durihan's arms. I don't know my way around your castle yet, which way am I going? He would ask, any protests to put her down would fall upon deaf ears. But once she gave him an actual direction the two would be off, heading for Lilura's room.
Thread: True Calling (Atroxa x Effigy)

Lilura was ignorant of the power she held, and she would likely be more impressed with herself and in awe of the incredible power she possessed if she wasn't so tired. It was slowly sinking in though, what she had just accomplished. As to her, this was an accomplishment. She was a necromancer, not just a witch dabbling in the dark arts but a true necromancer. In the back of her mind she wished her mother were alive to see her, though she wondered if her reaction would be pride or fear. Her mother, after all, had not been a necromancer, merely knowledgeable in the dark arts. She hadn't been as dark or violent as her daughter, nor had she been the kindest person though. Surely she would approve of her daughter's plans though, and the means to which she would achieve them. Durihan's question about the forest made her shrug her shoulders, You're not required to. I have gone into the forest many times on my own. In fact, you would probably just get in my way. She knew the forest, and it's creatures knew her, she was still in danger there, but not as much as most. People's fear was what did them in, it drew the dark inhabitants of the forest like a dinner bell, they could smell it. Lilura doubted that he would be able to reign himself in so well as to pass by them unnoticed as she did. She knew how to cloak herself in that darkness, to temporarily just become another creature among the trees. Durihan though would stick out like a sore thumb. She was relieved when they reached the castle, climbing down carefully with her sack over her shoulder, the bag inside. She tried to take a couple of steps but her knees buckled and she had to lean against the stone stable wall so as not to simply fall over. Lilura scowled in frustration, disliking how weak she felt, strength and independence were important to her, so when Durihan scooped her up she of course protested. Put me down! I can walk just fine, I don't need your help, she growled at him in indignation. He ignored her though and simple asked which way they were going. Lilura glared at him for a moment before she finally gave an irritated sigh and pointed him in the right direction, the girl sulking in Durihan's arms.
Thread: True Calling (Atroxa x Effigy)

Like any brat would Lilura did in fact protest to Durihan picking her up. At least she was still human, or Durihan hoped she was after what he had just seen. But there was definitely stranger things out in the world the a little girl practicing dark magic. Things that would even make Lilura look the other way. Once she pointed Durihan would smirk and walk in the right direction, a look of victory on his face seeing how this whole day had pretty much been dominated by Lilura. Durihan had only seen a few rooms here in castle Balfour but now that he was navigating the halls he found the place to be quite large. If it wasn't for Lilura then he most definitely would have been lost by this point. But as he walked he found himself rather content with how things played out. He was now Lilura's guard. Like she had stated earlier that meant food, pay, and a roof over his head at night. The last time he had held such a stable job would have been years ago. He wondered just how long he could hold the position... Or would he be a part of a line of failed guards that ended up dead by Lilura's manipulations? How many people actually know about what you can do? Durihan would as Lilura after a long walk of silence. If he was going to be her guard he was going to make sure that whatever happened with Galathe wouldn't happen again. He was sure Lilura was aware how dangerous what she was doing, but she seemed to not care if she just left the books on her shelves for the prying eye. Did she want to get noticed?
Thread: True Calling (Atroxa x Effigy)

Lilura glanced up at him when the warrior spoke, still sulking a little, but honestly too tired to really keep it up for long. Just you, actually, she answered, The book that Galathe found is a magic tome, but not a dark one. It was my mother's but it's one that many would have if they've even so much as dabbled in magic. It's more of a beginner's guide than anything else. She made a soft, irritated noise as she thought about that fool and his snooping. But if he had gone to my father, I know that he would overreact and search my room, he doesn't know that I managed to take a few of her books before she was killed, I keep my more serious books hidden, but if he found them... She frowned slightly, her tone bitter as she continued, Well, he wasn't above turning on his own wife, I doubt he'd show much more loyalty to his daughter. She and her father didn't exactly get along, she wouldn't be surprised if he turned her in and head her imprisoned or executed just to get her out of his hair. She was a living reminder of his wife, and even though she did run the household for him, he could hire some one to do that. So in her father's eyes, she was relatively useless. Daughters were only good for marrying off to rich or powerful families to have better connections. And so far, no one had shown any interest in Lilura, their family's name was still too tainted, her mother's crimes too fresh. They reached her room and she was more than happy when Durihan finally set her down, sitting on the edge of her bed with a sigh. Well you're a guard here now, not a guest, so feel free to take any of the unoccupied rooms in the west wing. I'll take care of the mess in your old room and Galathe's death. Those guards burning down the inn created a convenient cover. The girl yawned then and waved her hand towards her door, I'm tired, I'll find you tomorrow to update you. A clear dismissal.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

Serena groaned slightly and turned another corner, growing more and more lost as she went. She was definitely going to be late to college now. Serena had just moved in to town, living in a small apartment while attending the local community college. She was living by herself, of course. It was all thanks to her grandmother, who own the complex and was lending her the room so long as she attended class. However, what she had not provided was a map to get from point A to point B. Hence, the being lost. Clouds had spread overhead a little while ago and now rain had begun to fall. Of course it had. Her morning wasn't going badly enough as it was. She tried another street, now hoping to just get back to where she came from. Maybe she should ask for directions. But it appeared that the rain had driven most pedestrians from the streets. She figured that maybe she could knock at someone's door and ask... would that be weird? She pouted a little. There was a screech of tires, which was the only warning she had. The car tore out of no where, barreling straight for her. She screamed and dove out of the way as the vehicle bounced over the sidewalk, barely missing her. It swerved again, splashing muddy street water over her, before returning roughly to the street and vanishing around the block. Serena lay there for a long time, feeling shaky and afraid. Her arms were now reporting pain of her impact on the concrete, possibly with scrapes. She felt tears at the corners of her eyes as she fought back her fear and suffering. It was when she was stiffly getting back to her hands and knees that she saw it. A fox-like being sitting on a chain only twenty feet away. She froze. Was she seeing things? No, it really was there. She started at it, scared to move. Scared to say anything. Scared to death.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

Time. The line of everlasting existence through events and history? Or was it something more? Fact was, time was not something that could truthfully be explained by anyone. It was infinite. Just like the mysteries it held deep within its roots. Many thought of time as a way to recognize the present...Others believed it to be so much more. A force beyond comprehension doing its work unintentionally and perfectly all at once. The stubborn existence of organization that held the past within a seal. The bringer of the future and the giver of the present. Some believed time to be a god all itself, invisible to the naked eye and unheard through religion. It very well could have been. When phrases are shouted out like we are out of time! or Times up. To some they are just phrases, to others they are tribute to the all mighty god of time. Whoever it may be weather it was real or not. Or perhapsfor something to be real one must simply believe it to be real? Faith was a powerful substance in many cultures throughout history. Consisting side by side with time was the gift of memories. A function of history stored within the subconscious of ones mind throughout the period of their lives. Of coursethere were always memories better left forgotten. Despite the fact memories would always eventually be forgotten in the downward spiral called time. The memories of the past, of those before us. Never told from the beholder but often from the witness. Stories and legends passed down generation to generation but with each generation only losing more and more of the truth as the line between reality and fantasy grows ever so thinner. It was the same with the beings that traveled the world. Over time ones blood does not strengthen. It weakens. If one were to make a copy, of a copy, of a copy it would not come out stronger. But weaker. This has always been true. The memories that held the truth where lostforgotten In time. At this time...13 was looking at something...the sky...confused as to why water was falling so heavily from its domain...as the fennec creature sat there and simply passed time by when the screeching of tires tore out of the corner 13's large ears fell flat upon his skull in shock and his hackles raised...bright turquoise orbs stared ahead...to see a young human girl on the ground shaking. In 13's mind she looked as scared as he ever was...she looked a lot like him. And something about that tugged at his heart strings as the fox slowly crawled over to her on all fours as an animal would...although he had a humanoid form. His anatomy allowed him to move around on his hands and feet in such a way where it did not look unnatural. Going about as far as his chain would let him, he slowly approached the girl...nose twitching as he leaned forward and sniffed her...familiarizing himself with her scent as he moved his muzzle closer. Nuzzling the side of her head with his own in an attempt to provide comfort...whining lightly and nudging her cheek with his nose. As if to say 'get up'.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

Serena panicked as she creature moved forward toward her, sniffing as it came. Her first instinct was to get away from it, before it killed her. But the sudden attempt at movement made her jarred body shriek in protest. Unable to pull back, she braced herself and whimpered. It sniffed her and whined lightly. She felt it nose her cheek lightly... almost like it was concerned for her. She stared up at it in confusion. Slowly, her mind shifted from terror, into another gear. One of more... wary feelings. She started to sit up again and let out a small gasp of pain as she did so. One of her legs throbbed dully and was getting worse. A horrible thought hit her as she realize she might have broken it in the fall. God knew how far she was from her apartment. And no one would be checking for her there for quite a while. Did she have her cell phone? She wasn't sure. Her bag had landed a little ways away. She swallowed again, he breathing shallow and pained. There was still the matter of this creature too. Now that she was pretty sure And hoping that it wasn't going to kill her, it had taken a momentary back burner for her problems. But it was still there, still watching her. She took a moment to take in its appearance. A humanoid fox... how was that even possible? Things like this didn't exist. But here it was, with large ears, white fur and enormous blue eyes. It would have almost been considered beautiful if it weren't for her current circumstances. And that raised another question. What was it doing here? It was chained here, so it must have been stuck here for some reason... but why? The scent of wet fur wafted passed her nose, reminding her that this rain couldn't be pleasant for it either. She glanced at her bag, laying in a puddle a few feet behind her. Neither of them would be able to reach it like this. It hurt too much for her to move and the creature was chained. She weighed her options. Finally, she spoke, her voice coming out in a quiet rasp. Hello... can you understand me?
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

Shadows stretched over the tall pines of the outskirts of the forest behind them as if to create a web of darkness. The trees echoed with the raw silence, other than the droplet rain hailing down upon the two. And as a small puddle formed the young fox drew his attention away from the girl for a moment...Staring at his reflection with a look of disgust and displeasure as if he were not pleased with something about himself. The lofty pines needles underneath his feet made the earth cool and spongy beneath his weight. The fox's vision never left the pond as it glistened in the moonlight, turning it a variety of sharp colors. There are...so many kinds of monsters in the world...Monsters who do not show themselves and cause trouble. Monsters who abduct children. Monsters who devour dreams. Monsters who deceive us...and monsters...who always cause pain. But the scariest monster that no one seemed to think about...was the monster know one knew about. The unknown. That monster that always eluded...and with this thought there was Suddenly there was a raging series of booms and violent bangs within the clouds as if to proclaim war on one another.Thunder clashed once again in the sky and slowly the heavens began to cry down upon the pair as 13 turned his attention back to the girl who appeared to be in awe of his appearance. Ignoring her gaze, his attention was drawn to her leg which appeared to be wounded...large ears flattened against his skull as he moved his muzzle to her leg and touched his blue nose to it. Offering a small and gentle lick to her leg as a soft luminous glow would emanate from his tongue onto the wound...healing the girl's leg. 13's kind where known for several things...healing was one of them. When she asked if he could understand her 13 simply looked at her and tilted his head...moving his muzzle in slowly before touching her nose with his own and whimpering as if to say 'yes.' The fox's body language was often very physical so he did only what felt right to his nature.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

Serena watched the fox's motions with her full attention now, as it looked at its reflection. It seemed... upset by it. Displeased maybe? That confused her. But before she could ask what had it unhappy, it has moved toward her injured leg. It made physical contact with it, which made her flinch. But then her pain faded. Just like that, her injury was gone. Warily, she pulled her leg under her, testing it. Sure enough, the fox had healed her. Somehow. This being was full of surprises. The fox crept forward and pressed its nose to hers, causing color to come to her cheeks. She had never had anyone so close to her and it brought an alien feeling to her. One that she couldn't place for the moment. But now she was sure it could understand her speech. It knew what she was saying. She took a brief moment to take inventory of her other injuries. Both her arms where pretty sore and showing signs of bruising. Her left elbow was scraped. Her shoulders hurt pretty bad too. But nothing too threatening. And she wasn't about to ask the creature to patch her up completely. That seemed to be too much. So instead, she asked something else of it. Why are you chained up out here? It seems wrong. Do you need help? She felt a little weird trying to communicate with it still. It didn't seem to speak, but it did understand her, so it was sentient. All the more reason she couldn't walk away. That, and she now felt she owed it. Maybe she could do something for it.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

There was a moment where the fox caught a glimpse of nervousness within the eyes of the girl...did he make her feel uncomfortable? Then again, he was a feminine looking fox creature chained up to a fence...he was pretty much a freak of nature sitting out in the pouring rain. But at least this woman did not turn her back on him...that was always nice. 13 was not exactly use to the emotion of compassion so seeing her treat him as if he at least had feelings was a breath of fresh air. He noticed as she blushed when he came into contact with her and simply asked why he was chained up and if he needed help...13's expression turned heavy with sadness and loneliness as his ears lowered upon his skull and his tail coiled around him...he would like help...but who would offer it? Where would he go? Where could he go? There was simply no place in the world for something like him and though she seemed nice enough. 13 was just a stray...thats all he ever could be while chained up like he was.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

The sadness in the fox's eyes was almost tangible. It was trapped here that much she was sure of. Serena finished getting up, her whole body aching as she did so. She grabbed her bag out of the puddle quickly, before returning to the fox's side. The first thing she did was examine the chain and how it connected to the fox. It wore a collar, which confused her. Did it have thumbs like hers? She hadn't seen. But if it did, why didn't the fox just remove it? Now that she thought about it, was the fox male or female? She didn't know... her eyes wandered downward, where they probably shouldn't have, trying to get a revealing look. She felt awkward doing so on something that could understand her like another human being. But is seemed even worse to continue thinking of the creature as an it. In the meantime, she ran her fingers over the collar, brushing the slightly through his thick white fur. Can't you slip out of this or something? she asked. Or do you want me to try to break the chain on the fence? The chain itself actually looked pretty sturdy, but the fence had seen better days. If she could find something to hit the mount with, she might have been able to break it off. Maybe with a lead pipe of baseball bat... she might have to wander for a moment to find one though.
Thread: Chained (Private Yuuki)

13 looked around in confusion as she got up and grabbed her bag...she looked as if she was studying the chain that bounded him to this cursed street and as she did she continued to examine him...what was she looking for? He followed her gaze as it fell down to his lower region and then just stopped...13's ear twitched with amusement as she suddenly asked him if he could slip out of the collar...13 shook his head and simply pulled on the chain hard. Chewing on it and shaking his head lightly. Showing her he himself was not strong enough to break it.