Thread: Princess & Alchemist of the Bang (Fancy_Sakura)

Salvial seemed quite amused with himself. He was in a strangely good mood, as if he had enjoyed that. In the time he had been out in the open world he had killed any number of people, weather willing or not. After a point he learned that if you thought too hard on it then you would begin to regret it. Not only that if you didn't live and go on living till your end, then all the people you killed to live up to that point lives were in vain. So he had became rather accepting of death. Killing one another was in truth a natural thing to do. Though many of the mortal races did not see it as such it was true. Wolves killed each others over territory didn't the? Were not those of the mortal races any different. Humans constantly waged wars with one another, the orcs constantly fought with one another, elves waged silent wars that lasted century's before even a single soul died. Even so he was never one to cruelly murder anyone, who did not deserve there fate. None of the mortal races were immune to the maelstrom of emotions that caused the killing. No matter how much you resisted them you could not escape sinning. Not even elves were impervious to such things, they were far more likely to sin then any other. One of the most deadliest sins was burned into there very core, Pride. They always looked down upon other shorter lived races like there short lives were so insignificant. Though Salvial was one of the many acceptation of this fact. In the years since distancing himself from the others of his kind, he had found the amusement in them. How little difference there was between them and the races they seemed to look down upon. Which was in truth why he found her retort to his view upon greed of these humans so amusing. He had noticed her peeking at him, to which he did not mind. She was more then allowed to do so, tough in truth she would be seeing a lot of him in the coming days. After all her fate had been amusing one, it seemed to just get worse and worse for her, with each passing moment. Though perhaps in time, she would come to enjoy her fate, as Salvial had. When she began to retort about his little nickname for her, he only found himself musing to himself. He had found something he could use to aggravate her, or so he thought had a chance to. Which would be his prime game to play in the coming days. It was not long after when the humans had come that she spoke those fateful words. 'You can't out run them.' Oh, how little she knew of elves, or him even. Though that was understandable. He had taken it as a personal challenge, which made his flight all the more fun. When they had stopped he watched her drop to her knees rather unworried, she was excited after all. I was thinking, 'It's time to run away, what did you think? If we stayed there we would be tossed into the slave pens, to be 'trained,' or killed, and im in no mood to escape from the slave pens. The Pens are much more annoying to escape from then jails, at least in jails you don't have to worry about those blasted collars. Though while unclaimed there easy enough to get around. Ah, speaking of which you asked what I did with your collar correct? Salvial seemed cheerful and quite at ease. He was used to it all, this was often how he left most villages, towns, city's, hell even kingdoms at times. He was by nature someone who provoked people, weather he intended it or not. Though most of his crimes were intentional, the cause that gave him the reason to commit them was normally not. Salvial leaned forward and pressed his finger against the crystal. The crystal began to glow a dull pink, and hummed with power. A fresh wave of pleasure began to vibrate from the collar spreading through her body. Simple the first time was when I claimed you by imprinting myself into the crystal, this time is reward sensation of the crystal. The punishment is remote and I don't need to be near it to have it done. Though rest assure I have no intention of punishing you ever. Unless of course your the type to enjoy punishment. 'Litttle Ms. Kitten.' Salvial explained musing to himself as he held his finger close to her collar. He was clearly toying with her now, he obviously heard her tell him, her name despite the face he would not use it. 'Master stop teasing her like that! You know that's not nice!' A small voice came from inside his shirt. It seemed to cause Salvial to back off releasing his finger from the crystal in her collar the sensation slowly fading away. In seconds his shirt began to bulge and move as if something was flying around inside of it. Moments later a bright yellow orb popped out from his shirt. The orb seemed to hover then shoot off at Clarisse flying around her for a few moments. It then came to a stop right in front of her face hovering there. Moments later the orb shattered into the form of a Tiny girl. She was only slightly bigger then a tea cup. She had blonde brown hair, that seemed to bounce and flow with her. She wore a dress that was bright yellow as the orb she came out of. A red scarf was tied around her neck despite the season. A ruby pendent hung from her neck. A strange little thing seemed to gleam with power. Her face was cute, and childish, seeming to still have hints of baby fat. But that was not her most predominant feature by far. No, the translucent blue green wings that sprouted from her back. They shimmered and gleamed, as she began to fly around Clarisse once more. So your Clarisse, I head you say your name from inside masters shirt, but I couldn't see you! I wondered what you looked like! I must say your cute! Her voice was fast and loud, compared to her size. She seemed to be picking up speed in her flight. She then came to a screeching halt again above her head. Landing on her head seeming quite happy as she sung her legs off her forehead. You should be nice to her master she is going to be staying with us right? The little fairy spoke happily, and quite loud next to Clarisse's ears, without a seeming to have a care in the world. She watched as Salvial 'humphed' at her suggestion. Her cheeks puffed out in annoyance just before she shot off at Salvial, who raised his hand in her path. The poor little fairy landed ran straight into his hand hitting it like she was squished into a wall. Slowly falling back she fluttered about trying to regain herself. All she could hear in those moments was Salvial saying. 'Elena do calm down, you can't control the volume of your voice again. ' Which was indeed true, when Elena was excited she couldn't control the volume of her voice. Making her by far more annoying then ever before, and considering she was the type who was easily excitable, one expected her to be quite annoying. But even so as she regained herself, she didn't to be entirely effected by it, just as cheerful as she was. Beginning to fly around seeming at very least to be happy to be out of his shirt.