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Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

It was a rather cold night, and his father had granted the simple courtesy of giving her a blanket to wrap around herself. The stale air around her offered little in terms of sympathy, while the ever-present silence declared how truly alone she was in that cage, the lateness of the our dictating that all but nocturnal beings should be within the grips of slumber. Not her, however, as on nights such as this the fairy would flap her large wings around herself, as if trying to bring warmth from her exertion, while the blanket was wrapped around her legs. Her eyes turned toward the groaning lock to her room not expecting a visitor at such an hour. The fairy looked up at him as he opened the cage, her wide eyes turning away from him and down toward the floor of her cage. She did not understand what he meant by his words, but she thought that he was merely making the usual sorts of demands. Letting the blanket drop from around herself she laid on her side as if to give him a better view of herself and closed her eyes, wings still flapping slowly. She had never actually be outside the cage, so of course his words were foreign to her, as she had not put the effort into learning the language at all.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Come out! please! he took her hand and gently tugged on it trying to get her to rise. I want to set you free! he said. He didn't understand why the fairy was not anxious to leave. He pleaded with her trying to get her to understand. we need to hurry, before someone else comes! Tim heard foot steps and knew it was too late. He relocked the cage and hurried away. As he slept that night he dreamed of the fairy and what he had seen. He wanted so badly to save her. He kept the key close to his heart,
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

The fairy watched him leave, a confused look on her face as he scrambled from the room. She had never seen someone have such a strong desire for her to act on something, deciding to put a bit more effort into understanding him if he would return in the future. The next morning she thought things would just proceed as usual and that the boy would not return until late at night. However, the father asked Tim to assist him in washing and feeding the fairy, deciding to watch his reactions carefully as he led him to the cage and unlocked the door. He handed his son the bucket filled with soapy water and with a sponge at the bottom. Go ahead, just wash her as you would give a sponge bath to any other woman, he told him, and be sure to... Stimulate her body to get her blood flowing.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Tim's hands trembled as he reached for the sponge. He had never beenclose to a naked woman before much less a fairy. He tooke th sponge and began gently. he saw the look in his fathers eyes as he did so. He'd seen it before, and he didn't like it. He did his best to e gentle and kind knowing he had no choice in what he was doing . His face showed nothing but regret as he looked in the fairies eys and mouthed I'm sorry hoping his father would not notice. He washed her most intimate parts as he was told to trying not to invade her privacy, but knowing his father expected that she stimulate her. When the washing was done, the cage was closed and the two left. The older brother returned that afternoon to perpetuate his usual pattern of abuse. It was late that evening however, when all should have long been asleep when the door to room opened and Tim walked in and placed his key in the locked cage. He opened the cage and extended his hand. motioning the fairy to come out with him. This time he did not touch her but beconned her come with him using the motions of his hand and facial expressions. Tim waited, hoping he could convince her to step out of the cage.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

The fairy stood and stepped with unsure footing toward him, stopping at the edge of the cage for a moment and looking up at him, her eyes filled with worry. She didn't know what he intended to do with her once she was outside the cage, but she reasoned that it would be better than suffering punishment for disobedience. She timidly walked through the cage door and stood beside him, her wings slowly stirring up the air around them as she tilted her head to the side slightly, as if asking him what he wished from her.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Tim smiled broadly and took her by the hand and slowly led her out of the room and down a long dark hallway, then through a heavy door and outside. It was a beautiful warm clear night, the coutyard lit by a full moon, having risen in the east. He led her along the stone wall to gate which he opened with his key and the out into the surrounding woods. He locked the gate and then they started off into the woods, which wer alive with the sounds of small animals and deer. They walked along a narrow path worrn into the forest floor by the deer. He wanted to get as far away as he could before morning. He knew that by morning, the fairy would be missed and they would begin to track them. As the first faint signs of dawn began to show, the came to a small creek. Time walked her down and into the warm water so that they might throw off the dogs. They followed creek about a mile and then as dawn was breaking got out and continued south. They came to a large banyon tree which Tim began to climb, and then beckoned the fairy to follow. He sat on a large limb high off the ground, and motioned to her as he had before.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

The fairy didn't seem particularly concerned about why he was taking her outside, but rather she was eagerly taking in all the different sights and sounds around her. Everything was new and strange to her, from the babbling of the creek to the whistling of the wind and the calls of the wild animals. Her feet skipped along the path as they traveled, her wings starting to flutter about in a joyful manner and her inner glow began to grow in intensity. Her hands reached out toward the branches and touched the dew which collected on the leaves, bringing it to her lips and tasting the moisture. A smile graced her lips for what might have been the first time in many years and she looked down at the young man with a tender expression. On they ran, however, until Tim came to the tree. She reached her hand up and grasped his, her wings fluttering and lifting herself up off the ground to sit beside him on the branch. She turned her head to the side slightly and smiled once again, laying her hand on her chest. Hanabi, she said clearly, pointing to herself.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Tim mimiced her gesture and said Tim then repeated himself Tim. He made the gesture for sleeping and the laid down on the branch and patted his hip inviting her to lay on his hip and rest. They needed to rest andin the tree they would be safe. he knew that when evening came they would have to run again.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Hanabi obliged, laying her head down softly on his hip and folding her hands together before going to sleep. She was very light, and her head hardly even felt like he had anything resting on him at all. She slept soundly, hardly moving at all except for a few times when her wings stirred as if by habit. If she had learned anything during her life it was to be able to sleep in a variety of uncomfortable positions.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

They woke in late afternoon. Tim climbed down from the tree. and looked around, foraging for food. he found some berries, and apples, as well as mint leaves. Looking further he fond pine cones and shoo out their tasty nuts. he motoned for the fairie to come down and share the meal. The sun would soon be setting and they would need to keep moving so as not to be caught by his father and the rest of the guards. Losing the fairy, would not be good for them. Tim was not concerned though, he knew the woods well and all of its hiding places.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Hanabi fluttered down from her perch and sat down to join him. She picked up one of the apples and looked it over, unsure how to eat it as she had eaten some of the others before.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Seeing her puzzled look, Tim picked up an apple and bit into it with a crunch and a smile as Hanabi watched. Then he took some pine nuts and mint and ate it together. The sound of the forest were all around them , the singing birds, crickets, and tree frogs making a symphony.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Hanabi smiled and copied his actions, her wings fluttering happily behind her as she started to understand that he was merely enjoying being with her rather than trying to get anything from her. She watched him eat, a hint of curiosity in her eyes as she began to wonder why he acted different from the others. Humans never seemed to actually care about her. No, they seemed to only care about themselves and merely sought to take what little that she had from her her dignity, her peace of mind, her enjoyment of the simple things. Yet, even with all of these wonderful and strange things surrounding her, which she could only wonder if they corresponded to her mother's songs, she found this young man to be the most interesting and strange.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Tim loved the fairy, she was joyful and happy and good, and she smiled in a way that Tim had not seen since his mother's death. he had a wonderment in her eyes that made her different than the human girls he had seen. For her, everything seemed to be an adventure, in Tim's eyes. For a while, he actually forgot that they were still most likely being pursued and were in danger.
Thread: The Last Fairy (wingshadow and wolvenrogue)

Hanabi reached out and touched Tim's hand with her own, the soft warmth of her skin spread across his palm as she studied it, as if wondering if he were actually the same as the other humans. She then suddenly stood up and turned backward toward the woods, the distant sound of barking reaching her ears. Still holding Tim's hand she pulled him to herself, wrapping her arms and legs around him before her wings began to flutter rapidly, trying to pick both of them up off the ground. For a time, she didn't seem able to do so, but with some additional effort put into it she managed to pull the both of them up into the air about three feet before speeding off. They were merely hovering, but it would be enough to keep them from leaving their scent on the ground in the very least. Eventually, the had somehow managed to throw off the dogs and the fairy dropped down in what appeared to be an open field, utterly exhausted from the strain of carrying both herself and Tim on her relatively unused wings. She laid down on her side and let Tim go, her eyes closed as she tried to catch her breath. She was much too fatigued to pay much attention to the beauty all around them, the brilliant blossoms gleamed in the afternoon sun like thousands of colorful gems. ------ How could we loose them again?! Matthew kicked a stone in frustration, his father also seemingly at great dismay at their failure thus far. They had found their little camp that they had sat at just half an hour earlier, but they seemed to have simply vanished into thin air, the dogs unable to pick up their trail from here. Don't worry, they can't stay hidden forever, his father replied soothingly, but Matthew was not convinced. He wants her all to his own damn self, I know it!
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (Kane25)

A certain, small clacking noise had been heard with a strange echo coming down from the dark road that seemed to stretch endlessly, leading to the horizon. With a squint and careful concentration, one could pick out a figure making its way down the highway. The figure was tall and slender, and had appeared to be walking with what looked like a cane. It would be hard to tell at that distance, but the noise of the cane knocking lightly against the ground was ominous and strangely loud. It was almost like it was whispering through the air to reach anybody nearby since there was no possible way an echo could exist in such a place. The figure was no ordinary human liked it would seem. It was a demon. In fact, one of the most powerful demons in existence. His name...his demon name was Jericho, one of the elite class demon that had been ordered by the highest to enter the human world for a mysterious reason. Although he didn't look like a demon at the moment, with messy black hair, jeans, and a hooded sweatshirt, he was simply just withholding what power he had. It was dangerous for even an Elite class demon to let it blare out, for who knows how many powerful hunters could be lying in wait, hoping for a small signal to start a fight. Jericho simply just sighed with the thought of being in the human world, wishing that he had been back home just waiting for this all to happen. At one point in his life he had also been a human...But his memories and thoughts of that time had vanished within his mind when he had been turned into a demon. To him, being a creature of the underworld, hunting down humans and other beings were life to him. He didn't enjoy it quite like the others that took a great kick out of it. He was....a sort of lazy demon. If it was him to decide, the demons would have never entered the human world to attack. But he wasn't in command...he was just following his orders. Its the only thing he really had to follow in his own hellish world. As far as he could tell from where he was, there were no demons around. That was strange...usually they would be waiting to assist a being such as him, but he sensed none nearby. He had a strange feeling that something was up, and his crimson eyes were constantly scanning the scenes around him. His eyes finally caught the structure on the highway, with cracks and slash marks all around. The road was also cracked and damaged, but that was probably from over eager demons. He saw a finger underneath the segment, cursing under his breath that it might be a hunter...he didn't enjoy fighting, but he would if he had to. He heard her call something out, and he simply just smiled and approached the distant human slowly.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (Kane25)

It may have been due to the 'cursed' blood running through her veins, but for whatever reason Misaki was picking up on a very fearsome presence accompanied by the rhythmic tapping of what sounded like a cane. Compared to the unbearable silence, it was a welcome change albeit it a little unfitting. Misaki had been getting a little tense, and she wasn't sure if this should make her feel more at ease or not. Any ordinary human would not have been able to notice these so easily, but Misaki was a special case. But even with her enhanced senses, she wasn't able to make out the shape of the individual. But one thing was for sure this incredible feeling was because of him. She continued to look over at him, eventually being able to make out some of his physical features more clearly. As expected, he did have a cane, which she thought looked rather odd with the attire he had. He dressed like most of the younger individuals she had passed before, but she had already determined this was not some citizen of the city. He didn't look like anyone from the hunters' guild, and even so he wouldn't have had such a remarkable aura about him if he was. It was a feeling she had grown used to over the years, namely her years of solitude, the aura of a demonic being. Maybe he could sense it as well. But if this really was a demon in human form, maybe he would think the same of her. It wasn't a guarantee though. The closer he got, the heavier the air around her felt. She felt her heart beating a little quicker in her chest as she got more anxious, but she at least did a good job of hiding it. She had never come up against a demon quite like this. She eventually moved off from the pillar, still keeping her blade in its scabbard. Didn't think that would actually work... she muttered under her breath. Come to think of it, if he was a high and powerful demon, she figured he would have had an army of little followers with him. That wasn't the case here. Then again, she wasn't sure the guild would send her out by herself if that were the case. At this point, she began to walk towards him as well, planning to meet halfway and confront him. Orders were orders he had to go, no matter the circumstances. She stopped a good distance from him, enough for him to hear her clearly. I'm assuming you're Jericho. Is that correct? She made her statement quick and to the point. After all, she was not here to start conversation. She was simply waiting to see if he would confirm if he was her target. From there, she would not think, simply fight. It may have seem befitting of someone like her, but she really knew no other way of appraoching battle.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (Kane25)

Jericho soon began to felt what he recognized as...a sort of pressure. The pressure of demonic power. He felt it increase as his distance to the girl decreased, and he began to wonder if shew as a demon or not. But it seemed as though she either had little demon power...or that she hadn't even begun to scratch the surface of it. The power that he was feeling in her direction seemed vaguely familiar but he couldn't place it. He couldn't exactly pinpoint the exact owner of that power, but he knew that he had felt it before. Jericho's own power was greatly suppressed, and he couldn't tell if she could still feel it. When it looked as though she had, he couldn't help but smile a little bit. Jericho was able to make out that she was a female because of his demonic sight, and he guessed that she was a hunter. He didn't notice any other ones around her, so he began to wonder if she was all alone here. When she asked for his name he stopped moving and stared at her. She must have gotten some information out...but that was odd. That shouldn't of happened. He had just arrived on this highway yet she already knew. Something was strange...but he decided to play along with it a little longer. He leaned on his cane, his eyes watching the girl curiously, not knowing what to make of her. She seemed like a very competent fighter, and that she could supply a good challenge. Other then that, however, he didn't know exactly what she was really capable of. He grinned at her, cocking his head to the side. What....if I am? He asked, cracking his neck. He tended to play around like this instead of going straight into combat.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (Kane25)

Misaki was somewhat aware of the presence she gave off, though only certain people were able to pick up on it. Usually a demon or someone exposed to the sensation enough would start to feel it. Otherwise, it was not very noticeable. But for this demon, it had to have been a cinch. Even the weaker demons called her out about that. In a way, Misaki had gotten quite the reputation among lower class demons. Whether or not that information managed to work its way up was unknown to her. The look he gave her was a little unsettling. It was clear he knew, but she didn't know what he was thinking about. Most demons looked down on her of course, and she expected him to be no different. Just standing at this distance with was like the gravity had started to weigh down on her slowly. Still, she managed to keep herself, showing little signs of tension. She heard him muttered something out, but she couldn't make out anything. He only reacted when she mentioned his name, so maybe he was concerned about that. Was it that big of a deal? Despite his appearance, she knew he'd be a terror in battle. Most demons were, but he was a high demon. His presence alone may have been enough to send weak-willed hunters packing. She felt a little ticed off with his comment though. She was used to stuff like that, but she somehow actually let it get to her this time. It's a simple question. If it happens you are, I'll waste no time in eliminating you. Shall I take your cheeky comment as a confirmation? she muttered, tightening her grip a little on the hilt.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (Kane25)

Jericho watched the woman in front of her, chuckling lightly at her answer back. She didn't look afraid of him, that was for sure. She just looked...a bit uncomfortable. Should he reveal his identity and run into combat? Or should he just linger around a little bit? No matter what would happen, he would have to fight her anyway. He sighed, tapping his cane lightly onto the concrete road. He was not known to overestimate or underestimate his opponent. He just liked to use the necessary force and power to take out his enemies. He never used too little or too much, but he had a hard time reading the power output of his foe at this point. He saw her hand on her sword grip, knowing full well that she planned to use it. Don't be too rash now. He said with a grin, I was only taking a short walk. Anything wrong with that? I'm far from human life, so it's not like I'm planning anything evil. He said, not giving or taking away any space between them. He was smart enough to know that she was going to go all out when she fought. That was something he would have to be prepared for. But.... He smiled, leaning more onto his cane, If I am not this...Jericho, would you still let me go? He asked, his head cocking to the side again with a curious look in his eyes.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (Kane25)

Only Misaki really knew if she was afraid of him or not. But the best explanation was that she was in fact uncomfortable. She had a good hunch that this was who she was after. Her image of him just didn't fit very well with what was in front of her. A really odd fellow... she thought. Reports given to her said he'd be a ruthless opponent and would stop at nothing to see the city destroyed. While even she thought that may have been too biased, it did not eliminate the fact he was perfectly capable of such a feat. the only thing that looked close enough to be a weapon was that cane, but she had rarely seen a demon use a weapon when their inhuman strength was more than enough. Misaki was getting rather impatient with him. All the other targets she had were not quite so talkative. He was trying to work around her little question to stall out something...but she wasn't sure about that. Even so, the fact remains that you've been seen. Can't say that very many demons have just been taking casual walks without tearing shit up shortly after. A little talk won't make me think differently there. She crossed her arms over her chest, being the first time she removed her hand from her blade. It's hard for me to believe you aren't Jericho. While no physical description was given, it was believed that you would enter the area. If you weren't Jericho, it is not up to me to decide your fate. Jericho is my target. Simple as that.