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The chill of his presence hit her before his voice did, always an interesting encounter. Her consistent warmth rivaled by his chill from beyond the grave. Hearing her name, pink lips curve into a broad smile as she twists on her heels to glance back at the eternally handsome man she had managed to befriend somehow. Kyro, comes her soft greeting, breathless almost. Turning to face him, she brushes a hand through her messy pink locks, that smile still in it's place. It's beautiful here, she murmurs, a gesture to the area around them with a white gloved hand. Feeling unusually vibrant despite the pale nature of her winter garb, she twirls slightly, shifting weight from one foot to the other. Where are we? she inquires, curiosity getting the better of her slate gray eyes as they narrow in on the pale male and his gorgeous long hair.
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A faint nod dipped his chin, in agreement to the very unique beauty of this particular area. Even to a man whom had seen much of the world's wonders, it was very visually pleasing. Not because it was a testament of man, or nature, but rather, a place of serenity, grace and awe inspiring views. It's one of many beautiful views in the region...we're in the Appalachian mountain range, I believe. Gentle fingers tugged his cloak, pulling it over his shoulders once more to veil himself from neck to heel. It wasn't too remote, was it? He inquired, as his arms came to cross beneath the heavy cloak's front. Like an angler, he cast his gaze back out over the beautiful scenery, quietly admiring it's majesty.
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Moving to stand at his side, she leans against the house, legs crossed at the ankles as she joins him in surveying the land. Not too far out of the way. Unexpectedly easy to find, she comments, giving him a sideways glance, heavily draped in the cloak. Smoothing the fur coat against her body, she sighs softly, relaxing perhaps. How have you been, my friend? she inquires softly, curiously. Both drifters, it was so hard for them to keep in touch, and given their strange nature of companionship it was amazing that they even tried.
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Unchanging. H e stated quietly, as his own sideways glance came to meet hers. It was true, not much about him seemed to ever change, though, perhaps it wasn't all bad? Aside from the chance of boring the girl, of course. The only thing that really seemed to have become new was not truly a part of him, but at the same time, it was him entirely, and that was his weapon. Truth be told, it was the same one that he'd always had, exactly alike in every fashion except for physical appearance. How about you? Kyro asked, as he too stole a piece of wall for his back to rest against.
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The pink haired girl nods, faintly humored that he had joined her against the wall of this decrepit old building. I have been something less than sociable recently. I sought the comfort of nature, rather than that of companionship, she says softly, gray eyes dropping to the ground. Word came to me that my uncle had died. I am the last of my blood, Meth informs him with a long sigh. For many weeks she had been grappling with this realization, trying to decide if she cared. If she should be a proper daughter of the herd and return, carry on her breed, her terribly flawed bloodline of her people. But despite her recent loss and this new pressure, the girl seemed apathetic, indifferent. It was hard to care about people that had sent her off into the world alone and uncared for.
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T he spectre quirked a thin brow at the information. It wasn't something he had at all expected to hear, but, never the less, it was a sad thing indeed. He never really heard much about her herd, but, honestly hadn't tried to assume much about the situation between it and his companion. Naturally, he felt as if there was reason for her not talking about them, at least, until now. My condolences...were you close? Or... There was little more he could think to say, perhaps it was just part of the remaining programming his mind had from life. In any case, it did worry him that she had lost someone close, even if his expression changed very little.
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His concern, though vieled, was greatly appreciated. While she would not claim to know her friend well, she knew him well enough to note those mild intonations, those slightest of changes that spoke of human emotions that he believed himself to be without. Of course, it didn't hurt that her nature allowed her to feel the emotions of those around him. She could feel his concern as surely as if she had expressed concern herself. When I was younger, we were close. But as I grew, and my father grew ill, things...fell apart, she murmurs softly. Nothing much to worry about, she reassures him, giving him a pleasant smile and the slightest inclination of the head.
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L ike his own mask, he could see hers as well. However, if a mask needed to be worn, he would not try to convince her out of it. Noting her smile, the man nodded slowly, only once. Very well. I'll listen, if you need it, but I dare not coax sorrow out of such an admired friend. As his head rose again, it turned it's face back to the scenery, milling her words over in his own mind quietly. What was a soul to do? How do you help someone when you yourself have not felt such pains in a decade of eternities? Naturally, this began to spin out of control, and he inhaled deeply, not necessarily, but to aid in calming his thoughts. He rested his hand on the hilt of that dangerous weapon, wrapping fingers around it loosely.
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At his words, she smiles widely. Come, let us not make this a somber event. The past leaves little for great humor, for either us, I wager, she murmurs, pushing off the building and turning to him. Quirking a brow, she tilts her head, attention drawn to the strange, new weapon. Oh, what is that? she inquires, drawing close, submerging herself in his icy aura to closer inspect the large blade, it's over sized hilt accommodating a two handed grip. Undeniably a lover of shining blades, sparkling points, these things had only allowed her to travel further from the mindset of her herd. Such delights were always a thing of intrigue when it came to the strange lady gazelle to such a degree that she barely noticed the change in temperature at all, for enjoyment or distaste as her mind was so distracted. Pondering if perhaps she might be so trusted as to hold the blade herself.
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H is brow found itself quirked yet again at her actions. Though, when he realized what she was up to, he let a very slight, nearly invisible grin sweep his lips. Those careful fingers tensed for a moment, and he slowly drew the weapon, letting it's blade slide out of the sheath like a hot knife from butter. It's length was not something to shake a stick at, and easily would have matched his own height if he'd of stood it up. It's a modified version of the old rapier. I much prefer slashing over piercing, I must say...and such a blade provides for very clean offense. It's blade was rippled with the signature texture and appearance of Damascus steel. A silvery color, the blade matched the etchings of the scabbard, but bore little sheen to it's form, due to such a strange surface. Have a taste for sharp things, do you? He asked, as the handle was quickly whirled in his hand, and pointed in her direction. Though the blade only possessed one sharp end, he was well suited to being able to twist and turn it if need be. Unfortunately, he had not even had the chance to test it's prowess in battle, something that strangely enough, he was rather looking forward to.
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I distaste violence, but in a confrontation, I prefer a clean piercing, personally. Of course, that could be because my technique is that of a flighty coward. Go for an organ and dash off before one can retaliate, she murmurs with a laugh, marveling at both the beauty of the blade and his skill with such a sizable weapon. Taking the hilt in her left, and resting the heavily treated metal in her palm, she smiles faintly. It's gorgeous, though much to big for the likes of myself, she murmurs with a laugh, her greatest effort being put forth to keep the weight of the blade steady and held aloft. It suits you.
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Ah...yes. I should rather use this blade as an ornament than a real dealer of death and pain...but...at times I do believe it would be necessary, or at least very prudent to wield it against someone. T he spectre stated, his voice cool and calm as ever. Those granite eyes of his kept their slow pace as each one wandered over the blade, tracing it carefully, like an artist might admire the work of a peer. Thank you...I like to think it suits me as well. He agreed, crossing each of his deathly arms over his tundra of a chest.
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Meth nods in agreement, offering him back his blade with proper respect, a bow of the head and slight tilt of the body as in reverence. I am certain you know when it is appropriate to use a blade such as this, and it would undeniably be unwise to travel about without a means of protection. I think we would all prefer to have items like this on display, but it seems the time when humanoids can coexist peacefully is still a long way off. Just look at my homeland. War torn and heartbreaking, she murmurs, trailing off for a moment, gray eyes growing dark. Wrinkling her nose sightly, she leans back on her heels, the usual chains and belts on her lower half giving off the softest of metallic sounds, making their presence known.
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T he spectre sighed, not because he did not like what she had said, but because it was largely true. In all the time he had observed humanoids, they had been practically out to carve each other up, one way or another. It seemed to be the simple way they went about things, so impatiently. There was little he believed anyone could do about it, however, and so, he quietly returned the blade to it's home. That sound of metal on metal slid through the air as he did, and each of his eyes slid closed as if to help hear it. It is a shame...I agree, but perhaps...it is simply so very dark in it's corners, to balance the lovely light that can be found in plain sight.
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Blushing faintly, she was uncertain if his statement was a compliment or not. It certainly sounded like one. But at the same time, it may have been a matter of him commenting on the beauties of life that are so apparent, like children, mayhaps? Still, it may have been her puppy love crush, but it sounded an awful lot like a compliment. Glancing up at him, she gives him a small smile before side stepping him and heading into the dilapidated building. What's in here? Meth inquires, already peering around curiously in an attempt to change the topic, perhaps distract away from her flush.
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T he spectre's eyes wandered behind his friend, exploring the house as if it were new to him. Well...this is where I come to 'lay down' in a matter of speaking. Slipping inside, he kept watchful eyes on her, and the things around her. It could have been assumed that if anything happened in this decaying husk of a building, she might be able to live through it, but he would take no second chance and made sure to steer close enough that he could be her savior in the case of disaster. Many undead have places like these, as far as I know. Hidden from the world so they may recuperate and such...
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Thought the idea of sleeping in this place would be weird, that is, until she noticed the coffin propped up in the corner. Though it gave her a chill, it made sense. At times, Meth forgot that her dear companion was dead. Turning, she smiles at him, covering the sudden bit of uncomfortableness she had with the idea of his immortality, her mortality, but she was distracted at the touch of wet cold on her cheek. Tilting her head back, she could see straight up into the cloudy sky. The ceiling had fallen through in that spot, and snow was falling down through the hole, landing on her pink locks, her tanned skin. Looking back at Kyro, snow falling all about her form, clad completely in white, she had a ethereal look to her, as if she were the ghostly one, instead of the grayed out male. It's nice here, very calm. I don't blame you, she murmurs quietly, enjoying the cool kisses of each snowflake as it landed on what little bit of flesh was exposed.
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H is eyes wandered to the hole in the roof, watching a few of the flakes tumble down to his friend, and kiss her warm cheeks before being melted in the embrace of heat. Yes...it is very lonely here...but not dismally so. A soft sigh escaped his lips, slow and creeping like the winter's grip. The spectre of a man turned to replace the door, those dreadfully cold irises of his inspecting it carefully, before simply lifting it up, and placing it, balancing it, in the door's gaping hole. Small roots of ice gripped it's foot, holding it in place silent and strong. It is not as if I chose this place, though I might have, if given the chance. It is simply where my coffin ended up...in a way...I think I owe my current ... well That cold, emotionally drained face of his turned to peer back at her, as if to finish the sentence. It wouldn't be hard for someone to see quite what he meant, though rather attractive to the eye, he was still just as cold and unforgiving to most as this particular landscape was. My apologies. He stated simply, before glancing up to the battered ceiling. It's rafters were overgrown with dead moss, barely looking as if they intended to hold the weight of this building for much longer.
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She nods slightly, understanding the meaning of the unspoken words. Light footsteps, despite her clunky footwear takes her past her companion, towards the coffin. Glancing at him over her shoulder with curious eyes, she pauses just a moment. May I? Meth inquires politely, realizing that it might be a little offensive to just go touching his...resting place. One gloved hand inside the other's grip, she waits, poised as if frozen in motion for his permission or denial of her request, though with the intimacy they've shared previous, it seemed as if she couldn't imagine him telling her no.
Thread: The in my Pants Thread

Pretty self explanitory. Anything you say must be followed by the phrase in my pants. I'm kinda bored in my pants.
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I like putting refrigerated things away in my pants.
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I wants waffles in my pants... Wierd.
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You can find the One-Eyed Wonder Worm, in my pants D
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I have maple syrup...in my pants. O.O Sorry with my current random things with maple syrup...I have just been drinking it recently.
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I am crazy in my pants. I want to sleep in my pants. I lost the game in my pants. I always lose the game in my pants. Damn... in my pants.
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I play with my PS3... In my pants XD
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The vibrating remote in my pants? lol, wierdness
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hehe, vibrator XD Eating my cereal... In my pants eww.. all sticky XD
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Whatching a stupid movie....in my pants...Wow I got some MC Hammer pants!
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I am at work... in my pants.
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I'm naked in my pants.
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I am bored in my pants. I wonder what's for dinner in my pants.
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I am waiting for someone... in my pants.
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My foot's asleep... in my pants.
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I can't sleep in my pants.
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I just got brain-raped in my pants...
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I'm hanging with a friend in my pants
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I'm shaving my cat... In my pants
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I have my hand in my pants...in my pants XD
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I dyed my hair!....in my pants.. My stepmom is fighting with the washing machine....in my pants? what?
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Dude, how did you fit a washing machine in there in my pants?! lol
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I just sort of shoved it in, in my pants. That's what he said in my pants. 3
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You guys would all be a lot more entertaining in my pants.
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I'm exited...In my pants....oh god that sounds wrong...
Thread: Now Now Little Wolf ((me and MrPenguin))

Kagura walked slowly through a dense and thick forest. Her face was marked with an all knowing smirk. In the forest she finally reached a clearing, near by a river. Looking around she figured that this would do quite nicely. She was getting closer and closer to Koga's territory. She was probably right now, about 20 Kms of the border. She grinned and sat down on a near by boulder and paused for a moment. How can I lead him out here? she thought for a moment before she mentally slapped her self in the face as the answer was so obvious. She then cleared her throat before she opened her mouth, however the voice that cam out was not her. It was Kagome's, that little human girls. Somebody! Please Help me! she cried out. She knew the second koga heard that voice, he would come running. She in a few seconds he would be here. She grinned, wondering what his reaction would be when he saw her and not that stupid human girl. She had met koga before, he was as easy to deceive as Inu yasha was. She wondered if this time, he would help her with his own free will. Now that they had a common enemy, maybe she would use him again, just like last time.
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Kouga was enjoying a fresh supply of meat recently hunted by his pack...what was left of it atleast. Koga wouldn't forgive that witch of a lady for killing them and then blaming it on Inuyasha. His ears twitched to hear Kagome's voice. Weird....I don't smell her..... but, I do smell Naraku! Kouga quickly got up as the fast wolf demon ran off in search of her. Though soon enough he found someone quite different. ... His fist clench in anger. So it is you eh? Finally ready to get your just desserts? Kouga kept his distance from her knowing too well she could blow him away with her wind attacks.
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Kagura grinned when the wolf demon showed up. She stood up a from the place she had been sitting and said You couldn't kill me if you tried kouga she said with a smirk. She got up and took steps towards him slowly and said Whats wrong, dont be so afraid, I'm not going to do anything to you, or your precious Kagome she said with a grin. I only came to have a chat
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Heh, what reasons do you have to talk to me? Didn't you forget that I haven't forgiven you for killing my clan! Kouga clenched his fist even tighter. Why shouldn't I just kill you right now? Kouga said as he was really tempted to attack her right now.
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Kagura grinned and said Because you know that you carn't beat me on your own, and you wouldn't dare ask for help from Inu Yasha she said smirking and continuing to walk towards him slowly. I have a proposition for you Kouga, if you would listen to it? she said smirking.
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Kouga looked at her as he circled around her, What is it you want? Kouga asked as his eyes stayed locked on her hand that held the fan. As long as he kept his eyes on that she couldn't surprise him.
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Kagura grinned and said I want you help, help me destroy Naraku she said to him. She folded her arms over her chest. How about it?
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Kouga looked at her for a second, You think I'd suddenly believe you? You're one of his spawns. I am not gonna trust you. Not now and not ever. With that Kouga turn to leave.
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Kagura smirked as he turned and said Don't you want to avenge you clan kuoga? she asked him.
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Last time I checked it was you that killed them. Kouga said to her.
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Kagura looked at him and said If you think about it, no. I't not a person, Kouga, I'm am narakus creation forced to do his bidding. If naraku wasn't alive, your clan would still be around. Do you understand? she asked him
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Kouga looked at her, Though if he wasn't alive you wouldn't have been created. Besides how would I be able to help? Kouga said to her simply.
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Kagura looked at and said Just like you carn't kill me on you own, I cannot kill my master on my own, he is to powerful she said.
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I know that but, I doubt I'd make much of a change against the fight. Even that dog had trouble with him but, of course I am better than him. Even still I don't think I could beat him either. Kouga said to her.
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Really. are you sure? she asked holding her hand out, on them, shards of the shikon jewel.
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Kouga looked at the shards as he remembered the last time he was given those. You'd need more than that. You'd have to steal probably all of his shards. Kouga said to her.
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We'll get to that later she said. So, whats it going to be Kouga?
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Kouga looked at her for a moment. He didn't want to be fooled again but, what did he really have to lose? If things went sour most likely she'd die and he would just flee. So it was a win win for him either way, Fine.
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Kagura grinned at him and said Excellent, lets go she said turning to leave.
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Kouga watched her as he trailed behind. This isn't going to end well....
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Kagura grinned to her self and said Lets go pick up a few friends she said.
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Kouga eyed her as he kept trailing behind her. Kouga wondered what she meant by friends but, most likely she meant about other people born from Naraku.
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Kagura then summoned her fan and it became enlarged. She stepped onto it as it hovered in the air before she said get on
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Kouga looked at it questionably until he got on the edge of it. Once on he waited for her to bring it up to flight.
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Kagura grinned and soon they were up in the air, the ground moving beneath them quickly.
Thread: They will know the power of my sword.

youtube Just because this is epic as hell. And because I couldn't find a decent video of ManOwar's original. But yes. Rejoice in the metal. -L
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Long live the METAL.
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INDEED!