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Post by Seven on Jun 20, 2019 13:49:19 GMT -8
She remained largely unreadable, momentarily he thought her brow briefly furrowed in thought as she put together the pieces he like rocollect,although largely she was completely unphased, by her response she was only interested in one thing and one thing alone, and that was he could stay and learn more about his power. He noticed the terms of this arrangement were that if he chose not to remain than that may cost him his life, or at least that was the insinuation.
Seven regarded her doily, he ran his tongue over his dry lips, never before had he been given an open opportunity to explore or understand his power, you see anything about him learning about his power had been of no concern to the scientists, to use the word loosely. They only were interested in the results and not him.
Seven couldn't deny his hunger to be allowed to learn and no doubt he could not hide the widening of his eyes as this dawned on him.
"To actually learn about what this power is, what it does................and you're offering me this chance, a chance to.........learn?"
It was more than he could put into words, he had never been given choice or allowed to discover who or what he was, she had little idea how extraordinary this was to him.
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Post by Lady Eris [RETIRED] on Jun 20, 2019 19:36:00 GMT -8
Eris motioned toward a cup of water that sat on a table nearby and floated it through the air for Seven to catch. His excitement at the possibility of actually being treated like a human being quite evident. He hide her smirk quite well. After all, she was all too familiar with that situation, albeit under slightly different circumstances. She let out a bit of an exaggerated sigh, trying her best to be kind to the young man That is what I said... Unless of course you would prefer to leave? In which case you will be allowed to do so of your own free will... We do not have prisoners here. Only those who wish to learn how to harness their power without becoming slaves to their emotions...
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Post by Seven on Jun 22, 2019 12:46:31 GMT -8
He watched the cup float toward him across the space, he was slightly surprised, not at the floating cup, but st her ability to make as something as small, delicate and simple as the cup float. He grasped the cool simple clay tumbler and took a sip of water as he reflected on his own experience,the looked down at his hands, he had only ever destroyed, broken or bent things, that seemed the scientists only interest, interest in the destructive power, they had no interest in lifting a simple cup. It now occurred to him that there was more, much more to his power, she spoke of control and not letting it master him and he knew all too well the times he had been overwrought with feeling and emotion that his power ripped forty, uncontrolled like an animal.
"I want to learn to control and understand my power, I want to understand it and all my capabilities. This freedom is new, the chance to learn is new, I won't easily forget what I owe you."
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Post by Lady Eris [RETIRED] on Jul 3, 2019 21:14:41 GMT -8
She smiled and gave and bow of her head as Seven finally stated that he wanted to stay and learn to control his power. He had made a wise decision to join the Dark Jedi where he could be safe. Safe from those who wished him harm, and from accidentally harming those closest to him. Left unchecked, someone like Seven could spiral into madness and cause untold destruction. Eris then shook her head as the young boy spoke of never forgetting what he owed her You owe me nothing. I merely finished the work of the Fallen Empress... She is the one you should thank, should you happen to meet her again. For now, I suggest you rest up and recover. Your training will begin once you have been cleared by the doctor here...
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Post by Seven on Jul 4, 2019 12:16:46 GMT -8
His eyebrows rose in surprise at owing her nothing, the work or more accurately the rules of the world he knew were upside down; to be trained, to be allowed to learn at no cost and owing to no one.
His interest was piqued as Eris mentioned the fallen empress and his chance to meet her again, so he assumed it was the red haired woman whom he had first encountered and whom without he would not be here now no doubt.
He nodded in response.
"I understand."
Seven hoped he recovered quickly, whilst he was still tender and things felt tight he did have full range of movement, being familiar with recovery periods from past injuries he didn't believe it would be more than one day more before his training could begin.
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Post by Lady Eris [RETIRED] on Jul 20, 2019 9:24:59 GMT -8
A couple days later
Fairly true to his estimation, Seven recovered quite quickly. Something that had been helped along by the actions of the Fallen Empress and Lady Eris. Following a quick blood test, and some vital sign readings, the Doctor signed off on Seven leaving the medical bay. He handed the boy a note then, detailing where his new room would be, and to meet Lady Eris within training room Alpha-19 as soon as possible.
Upon his arrival, he would enter through the automated door into a large training room that was empty of anything but Lady Eris herself. The walls and floor seemed flat and featureless. The corners where the walls met the floor and room had been filled in to have a small 90 degree edging. Giving the room a slightly less hard edge
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Post by Luxeria on Jul 27, 2019 8:31:44 GMT -8
Luxeria moved about the temple, silence following her as she made her way down to the second level. Before, she had carried a more fun seductive nature about her that resonated from her being, causing a few to stop and look if not debate trying to talk to her. However, with how things had transpired within the Throne Room, her mood had changed dramatically and suddenly. The dark aura that now resonated from her gave those she passed reason enough to look away, already sensing that even looking her way could end badly.
Still, she had a mission and worked to push his words to the back of her mind to be forgotten. She had a task now that needed to be done: get Kahn to the labs so they could begin checking him over. The sooner it was done, the sooner she could depart and return to Mustafar. Even now, she still didn't take to being denied fondly, though she handled it far better than she would have in her past. There was much to be said in the emotions control training Gavin had instilled in her.
Reaching the labs, she entered with the droid holding Kahn. Others were present doing there work. By now, she imagined Ifrit would have already sent word about her arrival. As such, she motioned for Umbra to set the boy on a vacant table. She then looked to one of the staff, choosing to pass along the same message should the Fallen not have aid anything. "I've brought this boy for The Fallen to examine. A Jedi who's ability to utilize the darkness differently from those who simply fall and turn to the Dark-Side. Make sure he is sedated." She had gotten used to her place among the Blackguard, finding a place of command to a degree. This, in turn, occasionally had her speaking in a demanding fashion, not even giving her name as if they knew who she was.
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Post by The Fallen on Aug 5, 2019 21:42:42 GMT -8
Sure enough, the medical team on stand by had been alerted of Luxeria's imminent arrival, and the staff got to work right away hooking him up to all of the required IVs and monitoring systems. The doctor gave a bow to Luxeria as she relayed her message regarding Kahn Of course mi'lady. He shall be cared for... The doctor moved past her then, and got to work consulting with the nurses to begin recording stats and administering a sedative. Given the state they would need to keep him in, they were extra cautious to administer just enough that he would remain alive without triggering any hidden safeguards within the pendant. It had already proven it had the ability to defend itself from someone seeking to remove it. And while its exact function remained unknown, they did not intend to risk finding out for themselves
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 6, 2019 1:16:14 GMT -8
Luxeria stepped back and simply watched the doctors work, her arms crossed over her chest. This was just as important for her that all things go smoothly as it now was for the Fallen. She wanted to know the boy’s secret, wanted to see if there was anything he possessed that she could acquire for herself to become more powerful. Every piece of knowledge that existed to achieve that goal was on the table for her. Not to mention her claim to the amulet the child possessed. Just another thing she gained from her time with the Sith: collecting artifacts of times past and possessions of fallen enemies.
Once all had been completed on getting the boy set up and locked in a hibernation state, she motioned for the droid to follow as she departed the labs.
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 7, 2019 1:01:54 GMT -8
Having made the trek from her temporary chambers, Luxeria entered the training area. It must have still been early as she didn't see a soul venturing the halls. It was a relief, to say the least. Sheas still in no state of mind to indulge anyone's questions. And even within the training area, none resided. She could train and focus herself in piece.
Moving to the center of the room, she closed her eyes, taking slow deep breaths. For what she intended to do, she needed a calm center and clear focus. She then removed the twin curved hilts from her belt, weapons that were crafted well after her first meeting with Ifrit. They worked to define her Jar'Kai form of Makashi, one of her two preferred forms. Igniting the purple blades, she began to move them around her. The process started slow and was like that of someone who was calm, utilizing a weapon and Force control akin to how a Jedi would. Flowing, graceful and in tune with the currents around her. Before long, her movements began to quicken, though she lost none of the grace carried with her weapon control.
It wasn't long though before her nature shifted, her movements becoming sharp and aggressive with tosses, flips, and Force controled manipulation of her blades, a trait of showing mastery of the Force and the weapin, much like a dark-sider. She continued the dance, switching back and forth between the styles before intermingling them in short bursts.
With Luxeria's skill and grace, it appeared likeva type of dance. The thoughts and worries that had plagued her prior had seemed to all fadecaway as her body became loose and fluid, her hair ans skirt flowing out aroubd her to further the display in the eyes of any who happened to show up and watch her.
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Post by The Fallen on Aug 7, 2019 17:41:45 GMT -8
Ifrit stalked the halls of the Temple early that morning. He had spent some time the previous evening thinking back upon the interaction he'd had with Luxeria. He had sensed the shift within her mood almost immediately, when he had answered that she would one day find someone worthy of standing by her side. While he had not realised it then, it had become clear in hindsight that he had in fact hurt her feelings. Not because of his denial, but because he had alluded to conducting such activities first. Which, made sense for most people. But Luxeria was not just anyone. And he did not think her turn of mood was simply because she had been trying to tempt him.
He felt certain it was something else, but just what it was, he could not ascertain just yet. Reaching out with his senses, he made his way toward her presence which burned like a fire this early in the day. Where others still remained sleeping within their beds, Ifrit found Luxeria mid way though what he could only guess were her morning training exercises. He stopped just beyond the edge of the training area and stood there. His field of vision spreading out to encompass the space as he folded his arms across his chest. It was like watching a dancer at work, as the blades become an extension of her body, switching between styles with ease You rise early to train... Mind if I join you?
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 8, 2019 0:49:33 GMT -8
Half an hour had gone by as Luxeria continued her training. In that time, she was able to find the central calm she had sought, effectively blocking out her surroundings and cutting off any mental distractions her mind tried to bring up. For the time being, she was lost in her own little world harboring only herself and her weapons.
Gripping her sabers, she spun in a tight circle a couple times as she stepped forward before throwing her arms out in front of her, letting go of her lightsabers in the process. With aid of the Force, they flew in front of her, spinning in vertical discs as they crossed each others path and arced back toward her. Staying wide at first, they cut in sharp as they circled around behind her. As they crossed once more and started to pass her sides, her arms shot out to meet them and took hold of them. Without missing a beat, she lunged forward with her right blade as her left stayed out to the side.
The moment she made her move, Ifrit's voice met her ears, effectively freezing her in place. Upon hearing his words, her focus snapped back to reality and she once again became aware of the outside world, his presence resonating right behind her. She held her position for a few seconds before returning to a casual stance, blades at her side. In that moment, she was glad her back was to him, though she doubted her sudden stir of emotions from her previous calm state of mind went unnoticed.
Taking in a deep breath, she held it for a second as she sought to regain her composure before letting it out in a slow, shaky sigh. Not allowing herself to turn to him if only to ensure she held herself together in his presence. Though she had found some control before over the situation, other revelations during the night had, in turn, made this a bit harder. Even so, when she spoke, her voice was calm and clear, lacking any real sense of feeling. "No matter one's level of proficiency, if one doesn't keep up their training, their skills will become dull. And if I wish to become a goddess in the eyes of others, I can't afford to sit by and just relax."Taking another breath at the thought of him wishing to join her, her heart almost stopped for a second as her grip on her sabers tightened slightly. "If that is what you wish. You are the master of this temple."
Her head then turned slightly, nowhere near enough from their eyes to possibly meet, just enough to acknowledge the man. "And what of you? Doing morning checks of everuthing as head of the order?"
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Post by The Fallen on Aug 8, 2019 14:51:02 GMT -8
Despite Luxeria keeping her back to him, it did nothing to impede Ifrit's ability to see her. Though, he suspected, given the change in her mood, that she did so to maintain her own calm. He strode forward into the confines of the training ring, before coming to a stop as she turned her head toward him, questioning why he was here so early. He revealed the slightest hint of a smirk Indeed, you are correct. True power comes from skill and practice and striving to be better than you were the day before... He unfolded his arms then, focusing the protective barrier that covered him to his hands. Strengthening it in preparation for what was about to come next And while I may be the Master of this Temple, within this training room, we are all made equal... He took in a deep breath, before slowly exhaling The Temple does not habor children that require a Master to make sure their bunks are clean. No... I came looking for you, Luxeria... Are you ready to face me?
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 8, 2019 22:51:59 GMT -8
In the end, the questions she asked, the words he spoke were nothing more than wasted air. Their purpose existed for no other reason other than keep things calm and civil. Whether he suspected it or not, she wasn't about to go off on him in her storm of emotions, nor tell him to leave her alone. She was but a guest in this place and he the head of the order. No matter what he claimed in the moment, she would seek to keep their interactions alive so as to avoid as many issues as possible.
Even as she felt his presence close the distance between them and hear his steps close the gap, she worked to hold herself together, listening to his belief of being equals in the training area and how this order of Dark Jedi truly functioned. It was an interesting approach, to say the least. However, despite the fact that all who resided here sought out a similar goal in the end, one that was meant to be nurtured by all those in attendance, she doubted men like him viewed that same sense of equality deep down. Even if she had been apart of the Sith teachings for awhile...
Yet, all of her work and composure faltered in an instance upon those final words. "I came looking for you." She doubted he had any task for her so soon, nor did she expect him to have even started his work on Kahn to give her an update as to the current situation. So then why seek her out? What possible reason could he have come looking for her so early in the morning? There was no reason that she could think of, not even that, as he had made it pretty clear where he stood on the matter, even without saying such.
Her breath caught itself in her throat, though, as some semblance of hope seemed to sudden flicker. She forced hrself to breath as her heartbeat began to quicken as she told herself her hope was ill-founded and untrue. This forced her grip on her sabers to tighten further as she still sought to contain the rade that still burned within her, each moment and thought corroding the chains of her control.
Ready to face him? What exactly was he playing at with her? Her mind was racing faster and faster by the second, eliminating slowly the ability for clear thought. But she forced herself to take a breath as she spoke. "Face you? Please. The question is are you ready? I doubt it." Her vpice was eeriely calm and dark as she made her claim, the darkness in her starting to rise.
In both a surging anger that sought to be released and need to divert her attention from her thoughts to once again find her calm, she made her move without the slightest warning. In a quick fluid spin, she leapt forward, closing what little distance remained. Bringing her right hand above her head, she brought it down hard upon him, following the Falling Leaf technique for her first strike. It diverted from the typical Makashi form she normally utilized and shifted to a bit of Ataru, her second form she focused on. As her first blade came down, she then followed it shortly after with a horizontal slash with her left blade. However, the grip of that second attack might appear strange. Her hand was turned palm down as if meant to slash away, though it moved in. She also pushed herself closer to him well. It was a style meant to utilize the full aspect of her weapons.
Devora Sinas, or Twin Scorpions, were inspired by such a creature. As such, the pommels of the curved hilts held a crimson crystal that came to a sharp point. So with her approach to her slash, she sought not only to cut him with the blade, but the pommel immediately after, a devious attack that rarely anyone saw coming.
Forest green eyes were now colored in a burning orange fron the dark-side's influence in her body along with the anger she sought to channel. Never once did her eyes leave his. If this was what he was seeking, she'd make sure he could look into ger eyes as she delivered her onslaught against him.
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Post by The Fallen on Aug 9, 2019 15:40:16 GMT -8
While his talk of equality and working toward the common goal of individual improvement and power did not cause a stir. He felt her falter for a moment as he stated he came looking for her. It was a simple statement, but one he suspected would cause a stir. While her thoughts remained hidden, the flux of feelings he felt from her gave him the slightest sense of what was going on. But before he could think on it much longer, she laid down her own challenge and was in motion before he could respond. Her entire form twisting around and leaping forward. He wondered what thought might cross her mind as he unfolded his arms, revealing that he held no weapons.
At the very least, he doubted it would cause her to pull back. The darkness within her had risen, no doubt in his mind that he was the cause of it. He swung his left hand up, his palm open to catch the downward swinging blade, while his right hand shot out toward the horizontal strike. The barrier creating a gap between his flesh and the cutting power of the plasma blades. Provided his grip landed upon the blades, he would shift his right foot back and use her momentum to keep her on a forward path to his right side, his grip on both blades quickly releasing You'll have to do better than that... You fuel yourself with anger, but why?
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 10, 2019 8:58:23 GMT -8
As she lept into the air, it took nothing to notice that ifrit had chosen to approach this encounter unarmed. Was he not expecting such an outcome? Or did he think so much of himself that he believed he could handle her without the need of a weapon? Despite what she had learned from Gavin on the matter, the latter thought only worked to infuriate her more given her state of mind. He wouldn't have been safe from her fury at this point anyway and now she was certain in her desire to make him pay for that choice.
However, it didn't take a moment to elucidate the reason why he was confident enough to fight her without a single weapon. Taking hold of the blade of her sabers, he effectively had her locked in place for the moment. Yet, with that opening, no counter came. Instead, she felt her body almost being pulled forward as she began to pass by his right. Walking the line of blurred fury and sharpened focus, she was able to think and let her instincts act accordingly, Instead of being unbalanced and hitting the floor, she was able to align her body to land smoothly and in a position to make her next attack.
But his words then came, disrupting her thoughts slightly. What was he asking? Was he wondering why she was using her anger or was it about the reason behind attacking in anger? Her mind focused again on the latter, everything about this situation becoming more and more personal. Was he that blind that he couldn't see? If he couldn't figure it out, she certainly wasn't going to tell him, even if that was what he was wanting. Growling, her head turned to her right as she spoke with a tone not typically heard from her. "Why? Do you really have to ask?" Her words came out in a faint snarl, her anger of the moment unleashing a fury like resembled a wild beast.
Turning to her left, she let go of her saber as she moved away from Ifrit. In her spin, she used her mastery over Telekinesis to grab hold of the blade, forcing them to move away from her in their spin as they flew in their arc back at Ifrit. When it came to her Telekinesis, she had worked to define her mental strength, to make it capable of standing against the physical strength of those greater than her. People like Ifrit who's physical capabilities dwarfed hers. But in this swing, fueled by her anger, the impact would be equivalent to being attacked by one of his own strength. As the blades came around, she continued to speak. "Anger can make us stronger. Not only a teaching of the Sith, is it? You teach your students the same thing. Control ovr emotions. And I'll show you what I've been taught on the matter. I'll show you it's source!"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2019 19:21:57 GMT -8
Within the archives of the Tiernval Temple, a female Zeltron ran her fingers furiously over the keyboard, data popping up left and right across the screen. She had been hard at work, learning more about the Dark Jedi and the place she now called home. With a hard shake of her head, she forced a strand of blue hair from her face, the action doing very little to even slow her down. There was so much that needed to be known m, though there was still so little regarding this new order. Knowledge was what she desired and she couldn’t accept less than what she wished.
Having gathered all she could on screen, Lexi sat back in her chair, Letting her right leg rest over her left as she began to go through each piece of info she could find. From the history of the temple to the current members of the fledgling order. Her master had been right so far. It was an easy place to infiltrate. Despite the tests required to prove worth in her skills, she had been able to slip in with the approval of the The Fallen. The Empress seemed a bit more reserved, but after the month she had spent here watching, that just seemed to be her nature. Still, she had to be careful and slow in her work so as to not tip anyone off to her real purpose. The thought brought a smirk to her face as she attached a datachip to the console and began downloading the data. It loaded up with quick work before everything was done.
Exiting out of everything, she pocketed the chip and departed the archives.
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Post by The Fallen on Aug 13, 2019 15:11:20 GMT -8
As she lept into the air, it took nothing to notice that ifrit had chosen to approach this encounter unarmed. Was he not expecting such an outcome? Or did he think so much of himself that he believed he could handle her without the need of a weapon? Despite what she had learned from Gavin on the matter, the latter thought only worked to infuriate her more given her state of mind. He wouldn't have been safe from her fury at this point anyway and now she was certain in her desire to make him pay for that choice.
However, it didn't take a moment to elucidate the reason why he was confident enough to fight her without a single weapon. Taking hold of the blade of her sabers, he effectively had her locked in place for the moment. Yet, with that opening, no counter came. Instead, she felt her body almost being pulled forward as she began to pass by his right. Walking the line of blurred fury and sharpened focus, she was able to think and let her instincts act accordingly, Instead of being unbalanced and hitting the floor, she was able to align her body to land smoothly and in a position to make her next attack.
But his words then came, disrupting her thoughts slightly. What was he asking? Was he wondering why she was using her anger or was it about the reason behind attacking in anger? Her mind focused again on the latter, everything about this situation becoming more and more personal. Was he that blind that he couldn't see? If he couldn't figure it out, she certainly wasn't going to tell him, even if that was what he was wanting. Growling, her head turned to her right as she spoke with a tone not typically heard from her. "Why? Do you really have to ask?" Her words came out in a faint snarl, her anger of the moment unleashing a fury like resembled a wild beast.
Turning to her left, she let go of her saber as she moved away from Ifrit. In her spin, she used her mastery over Telekinesis to grab hold of the blade, forcing them to move away from her in their spin as they flew in their arc back at Ifrit. When it came to her Telekinesis, she had worked to define her mental strength, to make it capable of standing against the physical strength of those greater than her. People like Ifrit who's physical capabilities dwarfed hers. But in this swing, fueled by her anger, the impact would be equivalent to being attacked by one of his own strength. As the blades came around, she continued to speak. "Anger can make us stronger. Not only a teaching of the Sith, is it? You teach your students the same thing. Control ovr emotions. And I'll show you what I've been taught on the matter. I'll show you it's source!" He remained in a ready stance as Luxeria easily regained her balance. It was becoming more and more clear that he was the source of her frustration. His words managing to distract her before she might have struck at him again. Her questioning response to his own statements bringing her reason ever more sharply into focus. But just as quickly as her response came, she was moving once again. He shifted his stance, starting to follow her as she moved. His gaze ever present as the blades arced through the air as she spun around. The strength behind them evident within the force.
He might have tried to dodge them, jump back out of the way. That would have been the wiser thing to do. Instead, he braced himself, his hands raising to meet the strikes. His whole body shuddered several inches backward from the force of the impact. His hands gripping the sabers, such that she would need to either deactivate them, or exert more force to free them from him. His green glowing eyes met the yellow glow of her gazeAnger is one emotion that can fuel your power... Provided you can control it! But your emotions Luxeria...He took a step forward then, straining against the force that she had put into the blade strikes. He took in another breath and pushed forward againYou attempt to control them, but my presence right now... It disrupts you, doesn't it?He angled the tips of the blades down, stabbing them into the floor of the training arena. His hands moving clear should they continue burning through the floor or have a safety shut off. The attack had taken quite the toll upon his shield, and he suspected another like that would all but exhaust it. He kept moving forward, closing in upon her as he walked. Ever mindful that she might try recall her blades and attack him from behindIt is our meeting, isn't it? The source of your anger... But why? Could it really be my answer that I gave? The great seductress denied by me? A woman grown with aspirations of being a goddess, and yet, when denied by one man, she pouts! Surely your ego is not so easily bruised! Tell me Luxeria! What is it?!Were she not to have moved, or attempted another attack, he would have closed the gap between them. His form towering just over hers as he kept the glowing green spots that shone through his blindfold locked with her own physical gaze. A connection she seemed intent on maintaining
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 18, 2019 23:55:57 GMT -8
Luxeria growled as Ifrit took hold of her sabers once more, pressing them down ibto the ground. She had every mind to yank them out and make another assault, even as he casually walked towards her. Yet, as he made his way to stand before her, something made her cease her attacks against him, though her feelings burned no less intensely. Her fists were so tight they had turned pale and threatened to bleed from the pressure of her nails.
He was right, as much as she hated to admit the reality. She had reached a point where controlling her emotions were easy. but with him here, being the current source, she found herself unable to focus. While her attacks still held thier typical bite, the full potential they held from such fuel was lacking as her emtions swirled around in an unrestraint, chaotic storm. The question resonated within her head, why him? Why now?
Her glare only intensified as her dark presence began to warp around her like the air over a fire. Her presence in such occasions had been considered like a fire, hence why she finally chose to learn Pyrokinesis. As such, her anger burned so hot that it scorched the air immediately around her.
"You're really asking me that question? You come in here, talking about your presence disrupting me, feeling my anger's derived from yesterday's meeting, but you don't know why? Are you as blind as you look!?" Magenta-colored lightning erupted from her fingertips and flew out to meet Ifrit as she continued to speak with dark venom. "I'm not so childish to be concerned with being denied as I once was before I realized I possessed such power. It was all how you chose to play it. Addressing and teasing at what I was hoping for only for you to just brush it off like it was nothing, like I'm nothing but some toy to tease for your amusement. When you asked that first time, even I didn't toy around with you about saying no."
No matter Ifrit's response to her barrage of lightning, she kept it coming as hef orange eyes began to glisten just slightly from the forming tears. "I may be a seductress, but only to those I seek to use and manipulate, not to those I respect and value. Its not like any of them would ever be priviledged enough to touch me anyway. But since that first encounter, you've been inside my head. It was only recently that it all came to my understanding of what I wanted. But its been three years. I'm not so foolish enough to think what interest you might have had would have faded or that you would have found someone. All you had to do was deny me or simply not acknowledge my advance. But you had to play at those feelings, didn't you? Didn't you!?"
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The Fallen
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Post by The Fallen on Aug 20, 2019 18:39:52 GMT -8
Ifrit remained unphased by the increasing heat in the air surrounding Luxeria. He quickly muttered a protective spell around his left forearm moments before the magenta-colored lightning burst forth from her finger tips. The intensity of the electricity being reduced only slightly by the incomplete spell as it swirled around his arm. Arcs of electricity touching his chest and legs as he pushed closer to Luxeria. She finally confirmed his suspicions that she did harbor feelings for him and that was why she had reacted the way she did. With a growl, he pushed through the attack. Lightning singeing the edges of the few scraps of clothing he wore.
He reached out then, grabbing hold of Luxeria's wrists as he lifted her up off the ground and pinned her wrists above her head against the wall. His face mere inches away from hers at this point now. He had intentionally pushed and prodded her. Seeing just how far he would have to push her before she had her outburst and revealed the answers he was looking for. Ifrit let loose the reigns, as the demon within surfaced for a moment ENOUGH! It was not often Ifrit raised his voice, but the words were backed by a deeper darkness. One which receded just as quickly as it appeared. He huffed from the effort expended I am many things Luxeria... But I am not fool enough to presume to know the mind of a goddess, nor any woman, that stands before me... Had I known that you harbored feelings for me, do you honestly believe me to be so cruel? That I would view you as some mere toy to tease?! What interest would an aspiring Goddess such as youself have in a Demon such as me?! You wish to rise up and attain grace, while I have fallen from it! And yet! He let let out a sigh as he focused in closer upon her. The tears in her eyes quite evident now And yet you still desire me... What makes me so much more worthy than the others? I have no place in your world of Illumination... I am the beast in the darkness, that scares Children into staying within the light... His face remained where it was, not moving further away as he spoke. His desire for her from long ago starting to stir deep within him once again. Her power and potential surpassing that of many women he had crossed paths with. A fact which only served to stoke the embers
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