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Thread: The Bloodied Blades of Love (Frogger and InsertNameHere)

InsertNameHere's post Sometimes, it was hard to choose whether one was blessed or cursed. On the one side, Syd Simon was at the beck and call of Malice Blackthorne, the most expensive and probably the best assassin for hire. On the other side, he was also her apprentice, learning the tricks and improving his own abilities through her strict discipline and training. And this was why he was currently walking her large house, holing a silver plate with coffee, tea, bakeries and fruits on it at 10AM. Her house was remote from town and, while the large manor like mansion was impressive, the best part was her underground complex which contained a training facility, a shooting room to train, a huge armory and some other secret chambers. Still, right now, Syd was climbing the stairs to the third floor where he knew she wished her breakfast served. Near a balcony over her private garden. Reaching the sweetly enlightened room that almost looked like a lounge room, he settled the plate and placed everything at her arm's reach on a short table, before kneeling in front of her and lightly pressing his lips against her feet bare? in respect, saying good morning Mistress. I'm glad you completed last night's job without getting touched, as usual. he paused, then added I took care of your weapons and the first and second armory as well as secured your new bank account in the Caiment. You know have a third untracable account with last year's money which counted in millions as only the wealthiest men or oganization could afford her. Still, if you asked Syd, he'd say she was cheap compred ot her skills. That was why he was so gratefull she accepted him as her disciple. As he began to massage her feet, a very usual routine, trying to show he learned what she taught him about the pressure points, he asked I've been working on my pacng and the take down you showed me this week so, I was wondering if you'd do me the honor to spare with you today Mistress?. Every once in a while, he was allowed to fight against her and show her what he learned and his progress. Of course, he never even managed to touch her so far... or even be much of a challenge, but it was always a great honor to be allowed to face her.
Thread: The Bloodied Blades of Love (Frogger and InsertNameHere)

Syd's emotion were a rollercoaster. First he was glad she accepted to spar with him, knowing this was a great honor to be able to train with her and that would certainly learn a lot. Then, they did fight and it just reminded him of the gap between them. Sure, he was gifted and probably a very good fighter, very deadly but this meant nothing. It was only useful when fighting or murdering regular people. Even regular people who had been trained to kill. Army veterans, bouncers, body guard, other assassins... all those, he could hold his ground against them. But with his Mistress... it didn't seem to mean anything. He got in position and was about to start with a jab. A very fast punch but aiming straight at her throat and, yet, this was a feint because, what he really wanted, was to follow with a nice combination of moves he practice every day this last month. It never happened though. All he saw was his target dodging like he was moving in slow motion and she wasn't. She dodged and closed the distance so fast, he just didn't see her move. She might as well have teleported herself for all he cared. Then he felt her touch on his body. By the small impact point, he knew she didn't punch him. It felt like one, perhaps two fingers against his body. But two fingers were enough to send a huge wave of pain into his whole body, starting from the impact point. It also put him off balance and he fell on the floor. There, that was his big fight. A few seconds, two fingers and he was down. And she even complimented him on his progress afterward! Was the difference between them so huge? So it seemed. As she sat back, he also took his place back at her feet, somehow finding her even more beautifull in the aftermath of such demonstration. Proof that, however civilized people seemed to be, strength was something they respected. Always. thank you for you encouraging word Mistress he said and kissed the tip of her toes again n respect before carrying on with his foot massage. His pride hurting but also healing fast due to her compliment and her offer. He didn't need to think about it very long. One wish? He knew how to make it count but somehow feared she might not let him have what he'd ask. He cleared his throat and, looking at her, he asked May I have Grigori's Dagger?. The weapon he was taling about was the last dagger the russian blacksmith Grigorgi Doiotchev forged before dying. It was a master piece. Perfectly balanced, perfect length, sharper than a razor... a true assassin's weapon and the last of its kind. It would be silly to even put a price on it.
Thread: The Bloodied Blades of Love (Frogger and InsertNameHere)

Syd listened to everything and his first thought was about how devious she was while, at the same time, admiring her guts. Only someone with the utmost confidence in her skills would seize such an opportunity by doublecrossing the one who thought he was manipulating his adversary and probably still strengthening her ties with the first who hired her at the same time. His second set of thoughts though was much more sad as, never in his mind, he would have ever considered leaving her. She was his Mistress. In more way than one. He was learning at her feet how to be better killer and a better man. While would he ever try to leave her when he still had so muc to learn. Even the 5 million and the sword were not worth losing her teachings. He wondered if there was anything hidden behind her comment? Maybe it was her way to tell him he wasn't worth serving her? Or was there something else? Mistress he said I leaving you has never crossed my mind as it's clear I've not ye tlearned even half of what you can teach me. He then went away, carrying her orders, thinking about the despair he would be in if she were to truly send him away and stop having him as a pupil and a servant. Right on schedule, Syd had been ready before dark and, when they left her house as well as the underground facility, he made sure the multiple alarms and traps were engaged in case someone would try to play smart and robe her. Part of his job was also to arrange her transportation and, considering how much her client paid her, it was no surprise, he had her being driven to the airport in a limo and, of course, a private jet was ready for her too. Syd was dressed in a conservative business suit and carrying the multiple suit cases needed. He made sure theyy were well secured into the plan's vault before joining her inside the jet that was really more like a comfortable mobile office than a regular plan. A large sofa, and a loung chair, a beautiful wooden desk, the necessary plugs for various eletronic devices and a dedicated cook. Syd waited for her to sit before powering her laptop for her, in case she wished to work a bit, fetching her some champagne from the fridge and kneeling down at her feet, waiting for any kind of orders. And, of course, taking a few glances at her once in a while, always admiring how such a fearful warrior could also be so good looking. At one point, he asked Please Mistress, may I test my strength a bit during the flight? I'm quite excited to be able to go with you on a mission and I have some tension to release. Testing his strength was a little challenge she assigned him from time to time. She would hold her hand in the air and he would have to try to move it. He was usually allowed to use both his hands and even stand up if he could. So far, he never really managed to move her seemingly delicate hand from more than a inch, maybe less... but that didn't prevent him from trying again and again. He usually stopped when he got exhausted or when she began to yawn out of boredom.
Thread: The Bloodied Blades of Love (Frogger and InsertNameHere)

Keeping a low profile was something Syd still have a hard time doing. Well, not when it came to him but, when he had to arrange things for his Mistress, it always found it difficult not to make sure she was experiencing the best of everything. Because he put her on such a pedestal. Still, sometimes, missions required she didn't travel in style or stay at a 5 stars hostel. It wasn't that easy to stay humble and quiet when money wasn't an issue. Maybe this was why he was still learning. During that night, Syd didn't eat much. He was too cauught up in the moment and preparation. He spent sometimes looking at his newly acquired blade though. Thinking about what she said about him meeting a woman and retiring in order to protect her. He found this speech quite strange considering she never retired herself. Well, there was the fact that she was younger than himself. Further proof of her genius. All in all, this first night went smoothly and he woke up just before sunrise, ready for action, so to speak. Of course, even during a mission, Syd was still his Mistress' assistant and that meant, making sure everything was in order. Today she said she wanted to talk to Mr Horton. That meant either surprising him and meeting him when he expected it the least. The kind of surprise meeting that could also turn into a warning or going through regular channels. The first called for stealth clothes. The kind of uniform she owned in spares. Syd did pack one stealth suit. Black, reinforced and flexible with a textile and color made to redirect or absorb light as much as possible. Combined with her unntural physical ability, she could break in any place she wished. The later called for a more formal and business oriented set of clothes and this area was covered too. So, depending on her whim, Syd was ready to help her dress up either into a stealth assassin or a business woman. Both of them irresistible in their own way. Her choice would also determine his own clothes. He'd have to match hers of course. Also, as with any other morning, even on mission, part of his training was still to take care of her. To learn to be perfectly organized and ready through all those little rituals. So, he readied her breakfast, something tonic with fruits slices as well as some pressed into a juice and eggs for proteins as well as some chocolate. He made sure the bathroom was ready for her too and, as soon as she woke up and took place, he took his own place at her feet too and began to massage them, making sure she'd always be completely relaxed. It also forced him to focus on something else than the incoming danger or stress of the assassination to come. To be able to focus on something peaceful when the storm was coming was paramount. Mistress he asked will you warn Mr Horton of your target trying to hire you? I'm sure you intend to be paid by both but will you value the known quantity tha tis Mr Horton, more than the possible debt Mr Blurrsberry could owe you if you were to favor him? Even considering how much he is ready to pay you? His hands kept working on her toes and ankles while he asked his question.
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Thread: Taming the Demon-Lady/Moon

Lady Alica slipped and slid down on the stairs, hands resting on the wall as she walked. Scared and nervous to be in the tunnel that she had never walked into before, she had no idea what to do next. No idea what to expect. Suddenly finding herself in a cave that she had been forbidden to enter, scared her, even more as she considered what would happen if there really was a demon down here. Stopping at the bottom of the stairs she stared in front of her, at a loss for words. A scream soon filled the air as she fell backwards, nto even realizing that she was screaming until she fell back onto the stairs, scrambling back wards, trying to get away from the man without drawing his attention. Stilling, she huddled on the ground, watching him with wide eyes as she considered what to do, not knowing how to move without drawing him to her. dude, I half expected sesshomaru when I clicked on the pic. Lol
Thread: Taming the Demon-Lady/Moon

XDD i did that on purpose to annoy you XDD he didn't move for several heart wrenching moments and then, finally he blinked and took a slow deep breath, holding it, as if luxuriating in the feeling of pulling air into his lungs. he probobly was, he had to have been locked in that crystal formation for decades, if not a thousand years like the legend said. then he moved, raising a hand, which had previously been hidden by the robes. black claws replaced fingernails, and they tipped his toes as well, which was why he wasn't wearing shoes. he grunted as he started to stretch, as if he was waking up from a very long slumber, his body cracking as he stretched and worked the kinks out of his body. Three hundred pathetic, puny Priests and Priestesses... he hissed. clearly he didn't know how long he had been locked in that stone, but he had counted the number of people who came to him, to check and make sure he was still trapped. if one did the math, he was somewhere between 15000 and 20000 years trapped in rock. Free at last, how could it have taken so long? he demanded, clearly ignoring Alica completely as he looked around, noticing the thick roots that where wrapped around the Cave like some sort of bowl. Filthy bastard... using the Tree... he hissed, taking a single step back, away from the roots before those dead eyes turned to Alica. and you. Girl thing... you stink like HIM. the Demon hissed, lifting his hand and pushing his hair behind his ear before pulling a black ribbon out of a hidden pocket, tying it at the nape of his neck, which would keep his hair out of his face. the one human who ever managed to best me, you stink like Akahoshi. he hissed, his eyes narrowed as he took a few steps towards her. my Demonic powers are dulled from that disgusting Tree... but i will fix that soon. he stated simply, standing right in front of her now. i will Kill you, human, and then i will RAZE that tree down! i will burn every single bit of bark, every last root, and crush every single leaf until there is nothing left but a gaping crater.... and then i will have my revenge upon this world. he hissed, his hand snapping out and wrapping around her neck, a shriek of pain falling from his lips as his hand burst into blue flame. the Spiritual Fire of the Guardian Tree. Alica, and Kohaku always wore a protective amulet made from the tree that had weakened the Demon, so that they would be protected from his Evil. you foul little WENCH! he snarled, shaking his hand, the burned flesh pealing away, revealing undamaged pale flesh underneath... as if he was shedding like a snake.
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Alica watched him wide eyed, unable to figure out what to say, or how to respond besides going silent as she watched the two. Swallowing hard as she shuddered, He is.a ancestor.She said after a moment, sorting through what he had said. Yelping as he touched her, jerking back. Gasping a little as the amulet burned her to, a slight burn on her skin, the area reddened, the amulets closeness to her skin having burned her. It-it wasnt me!II didnt burn you.Alica frowned looking up at him, her eyes widening as she watched his skin flake away. No wonder it had taken so many to imprison him, that was some serious talent for healing if he had shaken that off within moments.
Thread: Taming the Demon-Lady/Moon

he snarled at her, his eyes flashing with fury as she admitted that Akahoshi was her ancestor. Akahoshi was dead, but his spawn still lived, and he certainly wasn't about to let their scum remain on this earth. he would kill her, and everyone who was of a relation to her, and then he would resume his purge of the human race. all the human's would die, for they where nothing but a stain upon the beautiful earth. such ugly creatures didn't deserve to be alive. he glared at her as his hand was burned, and he flexed his fingers as the last bit of burned flesh flaked away. you are a stain upon existence. he stated, his face an emotionless mask. it was like he was talking about homework, or about doing chores. something that simply had to be done. it was as if she was so far beneath his notice he was simply exterminating her simply because she was there. now be still Wench, and i will make it relatively painless. he lifted his hand, each tip of his claw glinting in the light. he struck at her again, and once more the pendant sparked, and blasted the Demon with a massive burst of Spiritual Fire. this time it was his face that was pealing away, his eyes alight with such fury that he might have set HER aflame just with the look. Clearly i cannot touch you with my flesh. he hissed, his eyes narrowing as he considered her. perhaps, since you like Fire so much, i shall show you some of mine? he asked, a sadistic little smile on his lips as he flicked his wrists, each hand bursting into bright red flames that crackled and spat as if they where simply burning wood, instead of air and flesh. Die, you pathetic little mortal! he demanded, flinging his hand out at her, a wall of flames rushing towards her. it happened to fast for her to see, even if she'd managed to keep her eyes open, but the roots of the tree moved, shielding her, protecting her from the rush of crackling fire. then there was a massive blast of Blue Fire, and a thud... and just like that, the Demon was no longer a threat. the roots of the tree had protected her, and he had been struck down, his clothes burnt to ash save for his pants, every inch of his flesh pealing away. he'd nearly been struck dead in a second. no wonder the Demon had been buried under the tree. now all Alica had to do, was figure out how to control him, kill him, or seal him back into crystal.
Thread: Taming the Demon-Lady/Moon

I am not!Alica sputtered as she glared up at him, shocked out of her fear by his words, angry for them. Swallowing hard as she tried to get up, moving backwards as she saw him moving to kill her, yelping again as the pendant sparked, looking up at him with fear as she pushed up off the floor and stumbled back a step. Its not my fire!Stop trying to touch me and it wouldnt happen!She yelled falling backwards the tree protected her, gasping, looking amazed as she realized she was still alive. Swallowing hard as she stood slowly, Demon?Are you still alive?she said after a moment, realizing she was going to have to do something, if she was going to get out of this alive.
Thread: Taming the Demon-Lady/Moon

Im fine. I am!She called looking at her grandfather, looking worried before shaking her head sadly as she looked at what was left of the crystal. No, were not going to fix it.She muttered looking worried before nodding quickly.Ill be right back.She said before running back up the stairs to get what her grandfather needed. Looking amazed as she picked up the tiny stone she stared, trying to figure out what it was supposed to do. Shaking her head before she ran back downstairs she paused, looking at the demon. You are insane, grandfatherShe muttered nervously watching the necklace start to form, trying to figure out what she was going to be controlling, knowing this was going to be bad. Looking at the stones she swallowed hard, before taking the necklace from him.Ill do it.She said before moving closer to the demon, careful not to step on his hands or hair, before crouching down and gently lifting his head and began working the collar onto him. Knowing that any minute she was going to die, but she was going to try.