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Thread: Yugiohverse (Draken the Black x True Grave

Wayne looked at Brian as he said that. It was true that there weren't many duelists in Brian's league, and his deck had been through many changes in his challenges of such stiff competition. No matter how many duelists there were, he was only facing one at a time, and he had a good chance of winning. Getting past his Charcoal Inpachi was a challenge for just about anybody, and even Brian had been stonewalled a couple times. Even if they could, his Hayabusa Knight could be paired with a few magic cards to completely devastate his opponent's life points in a single attack. While maybe not strong in the same way that Brian's was, his deck was powerful nonetheless. As Brian continued, he couldn't help but smile. It may just be wishful thinking, but I would love to face you at the highest levels of this tournament. Neither one of us should be taken lightly, so let's just bulldoze our way to the top and have some fun. I'm definitely interested in trying out my new and improved deck against you, win or lose. You've been a great mentor, and I'm ready to show the fruits of my training. He was now fired up and motivated, his confidence restored. Maybe his deck would lose against someone here before he could get to Brian, but he'd lose for sure if he went in with a bad attitude. He was gonna go into each duel with confidence and intellect. As long as he avoided silly mistakes, he had been able to hold his own against Brian many times. His friend had faith in him, so he needed to have faith in himself. The tournament was about to start, and he was ready. Takagi went over to the machine and pressed a few buttons. The part of it that looked like an old time machine began to hum and pulsate with some strange electrical pulses. He had seen blue arcs of electricity, but never green or red. Within seconds, all the energy went to the top and shot a strange laser into the air that penetrated the clouds. The sky turned stormy and a light rain began to fall. It was then that he began to feel strange. He felt sick to his stomach, and a piercing shriek began to ring in the air. Like most others, he covered his ears, but the sound did not cease in volume or intensity. He barely heard Brian cry out in alarm and he gritted his teeth as the pain increased. A bright light seemed to explode from his eyes, and he fell to the ground as if pushed down. The sound ceased as he passed out. He could feel a strange sensation of flying, and then nothing at all.
Thread: Yugiohverse (Draken the Black x True Grave

Wayne rode through the area, having to slow down as the terrain got tougher. Looking up, he saw that the sky was getting darker. It would be night soon, and he would be unable to see the path, as there were no torches or streetlights out here. He thought about using Opticlops' glowing horn as a flashlight, and though he was sure the giant wouldn't mind, he didn't want to take advantage of him like that. He slowed the horse to a canter and began looking for a spot to make camp. As he neared the woods, he saw a campfire and smoke rising through the treetops. Wayne was not sure that he should approach the campsite, but he had three of his cards back, and the four of them together would be tough to take on all at once. The horse had no tether, so he just instructed it to stay still and it seemed to understand. As he got closer to the campsite, he heard laughter, chatter, clinking of glasses, and drunken singing. As he peered through the trees, he recognized the armored warriors congregated around the camp as the Exiled Force. Removing his helmet, he casually approached them. Hey, guys. How's it going? The men fell silent and looked at him with puzzlement crossing their faces. One of them put his mug of alcohol down and stood up. Master, how did you come to this realm? I don't really know, but I'm happy to see all of you. The others smiled and began to express greetings and kind words toward their compassionate master. Are you hungry or thirsty, Master? We have enough meat and ale to go around. I could definitely eat, but I don't do alcohol. One of us could fetch some clean, cold water from the stream. That would be awesome, thank you. A mug was emptied out and cleaned as meat was piled up for him to eat. Digging in, he discovered that it was some of the best meat he had ever tasted. Oh, man, this is great. Where did you get this? We bought it in town. The guy who cooked it said he did so on Charcoal Inpachi. Wayne smiled to himself. In that case, I think it's priceless. For about an hour, he feasted on the exquisite meat and drank many cups of water, which were given to him in short intervals thanks to the entire Exiled Force working in tandem. He had never been treated so well in his entire life, and he began to realize that cards he had placed in his deck loved and admired him like family. When he had consumed all that he could, he was guided to the most comfortable sleeping roll in the camp. As he fell into slumber, he released his other three monsters so that they could partake of the bounty of the Exiled Force and socialize with their fellow army members.
Thread: Yugiohverse (Draken the Black x True Grave

When Wayne awoke the next morning, the camp looked like a house party. His monsters were sacked out everywhere, some even sleeping on the giant Opticlops. Taking his cards out, he returned all of them to their respective places in his deck. He hoped this would have a sobering effect on them, and that they would not be hungover if he needed them in battle. After placing the deck back inside the hatch on his gauntlet, he strode over to his horse. He had not even thought about it, but every great hero's horse had a name. If I were using the Flame Swordsman in battle, he would be constructed of two fused monsters. In honor of that, I will call you Masaki. The horse seemed to approve of his name, and Wayne mounted up. He urged him into a full gallop, so that they could cross the terrain faster. It had seemed to even out in this part of the area, so they had little trouble putting some distance between themselves and the campsite. He had to reach the city as soon as possible so that he could form a plan. While proceeding over the plains, he thought about where he had ended up. If all of the duelists were transported here, then Brian was somewhere here, as well. He remembered what Takagi said about brackets, and wondered if Brian was in a different part of this realm taking on other duelists. The creator of this machine had been correct when he called this the 'ultimate challenge', as you had to find all of your cards before you could even battle. If Brian was here, it would be wise of him to make his way to the city. They could meet up there and look for the cards, or at least leads on where they might be. Masaki suddenly reared up, and Wayne had to calm him down before he could see what was wrong. Several bugs that he recognized as Basic Insects were flying toward him, and he wondered why there were so many. With no time to really think about it, he drew his sword and charged at them. Those that did not break away were roasted by the flames or cleaved with the blade. His vision was obscured a bit as the cloud of insects darkened, but he soon broke free to continue the ride once more. After sheathing his sword, he slowed his horse so that they could canter through some thick woods, not wanting to risk his steed by recklessly charging into a possibly debris-strewn forest floor.
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan felt the water on his skin and he paused. It hurt, like acid burning into his flesh. He maintined his compuser but he saw the woman get teackled by security as he made his way slowly off stage. He made his way to the securituy office while removing his jacket and tie. He looked disheveled but he had got most of the water off, with steam rising from his body where it had made contact. He heard the gaurds speak before he even entered the office and could hear the girl as well, Ma'am you realize what you've done is not only a hate crime but attempted murder. Sir Lowfyr could have died had the bottle been full. Also combined with that your looking at a death sentence. It was unduly harsh and a legitmate statement. A few errant thoughts passed his mind and he saw the snippet of an old photo of three children. He sighed and shook his head. Here he was about to directly intervene in some human's life even after moments of just advocating the opposite. The girl began babbling and he walked in silently. He spoke, Ahhh Jessica, I'm sorry about that. I should have known better than to leave you alone in a crowd. He moved to the girls side and smirked, he turned to the gaurds, She's a troubled human I took in as my personal assistant and while she is a good girl sometimes she has outbreaks. Now dear I need you to go see Simon and get some medicine.He's outside in the front in the black limo, remember? He held her hand as he lifted her out of the chair and shot her a look that simply said Do this or I will kill you! He then gently led her to the exit and pushed her out softly towards the exit and turned again to face the men. Smiling he adressed the gaurds again, Humans, so fragile and tempermental right? He laughed and shook thier hands brushing off thier apologies and empty words. Simon would let the girl in the limo but this was no his problem. WHile not techincally his she was a stray human in a convention full of dragons, meaning any errant mistake could cost the girl her life or worse her freedom. Social moors for dragons were complex and desinged for entrapment. He made his way to the limo as well a scowl on his face, upset that he now had some silly girl to deal with on top of all the mess that the confrence turned into.
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan sighed as he approached the vehicle and spotted his new assistant. He strode up to her hair now dried and looking haphhazard. He scowled at the girl and waited for Simon to come open the door for them both. He eyed the girl and wearily sighed. When seated across from her he spoke in a tone very soft and calm, knowing she was afraid and most likely confused. So my dear you have just attempted to kill me in full view of the dragon community, a crime I believe you were ignorant of the implications. However I have now claimed you as one of my house in front of the assembly of my peers...this has two paths. He stopped to let his words sink in and to gauge her reaction. Right now he felt truly conflicted. He should let her faceher punishment per his proposal of nuetrality to humans however the fear in her eyes had stoked his heartfire. Old and disproven feelings and notions swam in his mind as he saw before him not a woman who had tried to kill him but a scared little girl, lost in a dark forest beset on all sides by wolves. He believed it was pity that made him reach out but he knew it was compassion... So the first option is after a few blocks I let you out and you face roving gangs of my fellows who have marked you as kinslayer and you live in fear from thier retruibution but you retain your freedom. The second is you begin working for me today. I will provide all you need and you will never know fear however you pledge your life to me and serve until I release you. Duncan begin looking out the window at the buildings disinterestedly. He had lied to himself saying he did not care what the girl decided but he knew he had come to view her as someone who needed a protector. He was odd among dragons, fond of his servants, although only having a handful. Many others had dozens and regarded them as property. He however treated Simon and the few others as employees. Also he could use a maid. He smirked at the thought of the spitfire before him prancing about in a maid's uniform bowing to him and adressing him as Master...a common thing for male dragons to require from attractive female servants. So, do I tell Simon to let you off soon, or are you looking for amnesty?
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan nodded and spoke to Simon in a calm resonant tone, I assume you know were to take us Simon. Duncan then pulled out something from his jacket breast pocket and blew a small gust of fire over it. It was a stone fashioned like a miniture dragonengulfed in fire. He took Evie's left hand and before she could protest stamped the emblem lightly on her arm. She was soft and slightly warm. He blinked, a tiny gesture but anyone who knew dragons would have ascribed it to a look of shock on a human. He doubted his rough hands felt even remotely comfortable and he held her arm firm but not to tight. The sigil glowed crimson and it would feel cool to her skin. His brand on her forearm siginified his position as her lord and master, in the loosest sense of the words. In fact the covenant seal made her impervoius to his fire now and granted her a slight boon. She now would be slighty more resistant to heat and flame in general. He ignored her reaction and spoke, The emblem marks you as one of my house, think of it as a nametag, any other dragon will know your allegiance and with that respect your...personal freedoms. It was a fancy way of saying she would not need to worry of being tricked into servitutde of another dragon, however for her own protection he neglected to mention she could leave his service at will. At the moment she might be more of a danger to herself in her ignorance. Also in a rare moment of candor Simon spoke, Its ok miss I got one too, and without looking back her rolled up his dress shirt to show his forearm bearing the same sigil, red and glowing as the day he had been marked. Lord Duncan only does is custom in the draconic ways. Duncan smirked, Thank you Simon. Anytime, Sir, and the man went back to silence as per usual. He noted the limo stopping and he let her go to make her amends however he kept an eye on the younger drakes eyeing her hungrily.
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan watched her walk away and he sighed. She was going to be a handful, he could already tell. Duncan followed her silently, trailing behind knowing all too well her impulsivness and her
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan sighed as he watched her run away. She was going to be trouble, he could see that. He sat there musing about her and what exactly he'd use her for. Simon was an excellent driver and Jezibelle kept the house spotless. On top of everything she was woefully ignorant of draconic culture, something imperative as a servant. He'd have to make her his personal assistant in order to keep her safe. Whisch meant she'd have to be by his side 247. Essentially his right hand servant and as close as human's could come to royalty in the new world. A honor she'd no doubt see as a prison. Emric was visiting soon and he mused the two could both study draconic tradition together. Emric needed the remedial studying and the girl...well she needed to know how not to kill her new master by mistake. Duncan watched his new princess the names for dragons personal assistants were prince and princess as dragons considered themselves kings already stir up trouble. One dragon made a move as she showed her mark, on grabbing her wrist and moving in to strike her. For a split second Duncan felt his heartfire roar and swell. Rage and greed consumed him as he tore himself forward from the car his body molting into an amalgam of dragon and human. It was exactly three seconds. Three hits and three bodies flying into the walls as Duncan roared, his reptillian arms encircling one of his horde. Fire blazed from his body surrounding him and Evie like a layer of armor. He glared at the fledglings who dared to touch one of his. He was in every right to kill them where they stood, but he let his anger subside but remaining in his hybrid form. Still holding Evie protectivly he spoke to the young dragons who now struggled to get up. His voice was calm but lined with the edge of pure cold fury. You will not touch one of mine! You will apologize to my asistant and beg for her forgiveness for your affront to me and my lineage or I will rip off your pathetic wings and feed them to you. He then let Evie go and gently pushed her towards the dragons. She was going to learn that belonging to a Lowfyr came with respect. After they had begged he spoke to her as he went back to the limo, Please refrain from trouble...I'd hate to have to make good on my threats. It would make me look hotblooded. He smirked and slowly shifted back to his human form. She was trouble and he's have to explain to her that now he was his, he'd be protective to a fault, a nasty side effect of the pacts dragons made with humans. Since the servants were part of a dragon's horde the supernatuaral greed and possesiveness extended to them. It had scared every one of his house. Even Simon had been shocked about it when he had been shot and Duncan flew him to the hospital.
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan held back an exasperated sigh as he averted his gaze. She was crying...again. He was not going to let his servants be meek and timid things, but again she was being thrusted into something she had essential never considered. He had remebered as a child his mother coddling him as well, and he had not become something weak... With an unearthly grace he sat beside his new servant and placed a a hand on hers. Now now...Evee? You are no longer a human. In the eyes of all dragons you now are drakekin,a servant to a dragon. As such you are seen diffrently. Hethen lifted his hand to pat her head, Your mark shows your allegiance but it is not a garuntee of safety from harm. That comes from me and the rest of your new...family. The house protects itself and its members from the head to its lowest servant. Your arrogance cost you. It was your fault wholly as most young dragons care not for politics. He felt odd, she was o emotional and reckless. However as they drew neare tohis home in the city's finicial district, he tried to raise her spirits. Look I have made you my new personal assitant. The title official is Princess of the House of Greatwing Lowfyr. However it dates to before the common era so the name remains as such for posterity. In reality you are my right hand and heir, if only to protect you from your own foolish mistakes and impulsivness. He noticed Simon raise an eyebrow and smirk. You are lacking in many qualities needed to survive in this world. We are going to fix that and make it soI will need never to speak or se to you again. Hopefully after a few years you can reurn back to the human world as a member in good standing among dragon kind. And get the hell out of my life...last thing i need is another anchor to humanity... Duncan thought as he moved away fromher offering a hankerchief from his breast pocket. He needed to have her be someone strong and dangerous, only then would she be able to live outside his protection. The only wsay he could see this working is to get her to become her own house among the assembly through his own standing. A rare and tall order for a loathed would be assassin. In fact only three humans had ever been recognized as houses and two were legends among humans. Also as a bonus if she would become a house it would further legitmize his claim to outlaw interbreeding, putting humans on an equal plane as dragons.
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Evie perked up a little when Duncan moved to sit beside her, his hand reaching out to touch hers. Her first inclination was to pull away, to push him off. She didn't want his sympathy or his pity and it was plain as day he didn't want to give it. But as he sat down beside her, it was strange how she could feel a warmth emanating from his body. And like a flame beckoning a moth, she found herself drawn to the light. Inwardly, she sneered at herself, disgusted that she'd feel any sort of pull at all. Setting her jaw, she refused to look at him, her eyes focusing on her knees as she held onto them, keeping them close to her chest. But Duncan's hand. It was distracting. And Evie had all she could do to pay attention to his words as he explained her new position and status while under his care and keeping. She hoped she got most of it and was certain she'd gotten the gist, which was enough for her. Just then, her breath hitched, catching in her throat as he mentioned her new 'title'. Princess... Had Evie heard him correctly? Surely dragons had to be a bit eccentric in how they did things! And if that was the case, then Duncan Lowfyr was the worst! Stifling her tiny gasp, she took his handkerchief and just stared at it. She could feel the tears stinging her eyes, but refused to bring the piece of cloth up to dab at them. Oh, he was patronizing her. Patronizing, mocking. No doubt trying to make an example of her behavior. Well, if this was his way of scolding then it worked. He'd succeeded in making her feel as ridiculous as he possibly could. You would wish that, wouldn't you, Evie then mumbled, with narrowed eyes. I'm sure you're quite put out that you have to deal with me at all for the time being. She was fuming, her blood boiling as her heart began to pound. Sorry to make you feel so obligated. Well, you needn't worry. You won't have to bother with me, she spat, her tone dripping with venom, her lips turned down into a frown. I'll stay out of your way. You won't even need to talk to me while I'm with you! Evie was pouting, all but throwing a tantrum as she sat there. Slowly, she was uncurling her body, her legs coming down from her chest as she looked into Duncan's eyes. Without realizing it, she crossed one jean-clad leg over the other as she fumed, her hands balling into fists. In fact, I'll spend my days at Tech Noir. Take my chances with the other dragons. I think I can handle myself now, Evie said as she flicked her red hair over her shoulder. It's not like you'll miss me. A smile played on her lips just then as she looked at Duncan, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to gauge his reaction while she continued to throw her purposeful tantrum.
Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

Duncan raised a brow. If that were the case I'd have left you to your fate twice now... He decided it was now time to stop coddling. Moving in close his eyes smoldered with a low heat and his whole body slighty shifted to a more reptillina state. Unlike before however he looked mostly human with only hints of dragon. His gaze tunneling into hers he projected a bit of his true power, a slight thrum in the air like a bass being played. Listen to me little Princess, I have no time for your games. I am a wyrm older than you whole lineage, you will obey and listen to me lest I decide you'd make a better meal than servant. You will adress me as Master and you will study and become a worthy servant. As he spoke flames rose from his body and he become more and more draconic, soon standing before her in the same form as when he had saved her at the cafe. He emnated raw heat and power like a furnace and while she could not be burned she would feel the heat. He would be lying if he didn't enjoy the slight flair for the dramatic, however as far as the girl knew he meant every word. Besides he felt a small twinge of satifaction at calling her little princess...it seemed oddly fitting. He even found himself picturing her in a dress and held back a chuckle. He needed her to be more obeidiant for the time being and while he knew for a fact Simon was rolling his eyes, the driver would play along, knowing as well that Evie could stand to gain some respect for her new protector.