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This account is pretty inactive now. But I pop on from time to time to see if anything of interest pops up. I tend to drop out of things with writers block if I find myself lacking in interest, but do try to keep things long=term. Been offline for most of the last 12 months but hoping I might soon find something to get me back in that RP saddle.

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"They say those that physical strength must match it with their mental strength to avoid becoming a tyrant. So do you see? These gloves are a blessing, not a curse..."



Name: Irvine Code

Role: One of the two remaining Shadow Slayers (Side Character)

Age: ???

Weapons: (To be added, none currently known)

Appearance: Not much is known about Irvine's actual appearance as it is very heavily hidden. Irvine wears an incredibly long and baggy cloak, why he does this is beyond anyones knowledge other than his own. He chooses not to discuss why he hides his face from view. People have claimed that underneath the hood is a man of a young, clean appearance, silver hair and green eyes, although none have ever claimed it as fact. His hands, one of the only visible parts of his body bare the demon hunter tattoo shared by Lance, himself and Akira.

About: Irvine is often seen as the voice of reason between himself and Lance, although he rarely ever speaks. There was an act that showed that reasoning to Allura, when he sent a young boy back to his family after stepping in to stop Lance. His knowledge of tongues seems to be quiet diverse for someone that appears to be human, unfortunately whether he is human, or of another race entirely is yet to be established. It's believed that Irvine see's physical violence as a last resort for any situation making him and Lance an incredibly strange duo.

Character Notes (previously history): Irvine Code was a member of the Shadow Hunters, a specially formed group of Demon Hunters lead by the young and inexperienced Akira Shadow.

A member of the now named Shadow Slayers, it appears than Irvine Code is Lance's subordinate as he listens / follows the orders Lance gives him without question.

For reasons unknown (at this time) Irvine was told to maintain his distance from Allura and Akira during their encounter at the crypt.
Whelp, just in case it isn't dead I thought I'd post some character sheets to pass the time ^_^

"I swear I'll save him, even if it's at the tip of blade..."



Name: Lance Hellbourne

Role: One of the two remaining Shadow Slayers (Side Character)

Age: 27

Weapons (Currently known): A common long sword, there appears to be nothing special about the weapon in looks or in purpose.

Appearance: Lance Hellbourne shares a very similar appearance to that of his old master Akira Shadow, although the pair are not related in any manner. Distinctive features are the tell tale differences between the pair, for example Lance lacks Akira's notorious scar, and his demon hunter tattoo is still very clear, and on the opposite hand of Akira's. He seems to share the same taste for armour choosing lighter leather armour for greater flexibility.

About: Lance has a very fiery attitude which will usually get him in trouble more then it will aid him in avoiding it, he seems to be a man with a mission and his desire to end Akira's life seems very much on the border of obsession. The pair share a trait in no matter their hatred for one another they may often be seen speaking well of them rather then ill, complimenting each other on the method of tracking/avoidance.

Character notes (previously history): Lance Hellbourne was a member of the Shadow Hunters, a specially formed group of Demon Hunters lead by the young and inexperienced Akira Shadow. It's clear that he at one point considered Akira a good friend and still refers to him as friend from time to time even now.

Bonus 1: Lance seems to have a mutual respect for not only Akira but also Allura, offering a salve for treatment of a wound inflicted on her by Akira. Allura accepted the salve.

Bonus 2: Lance appears to know something about Akira's past. Details had not been divulged when Allura conversed with the Shadow Slayers as the conversation was cut short by the appearance of Hades.

Lance refers to Hades as ancestor several times. Though it is clear that Lance is a direct descendant from the Hellbourne family it is not clear or how closely or apart the two are related.


Character Notes in red will be edited throughout the story. Information put within this section can be considered insight gained about this character.
For a moment Akira was able to experience a warming relaxation in his embrace if Allura. feeling the warmth being shared between them made it almost possible to forget his current predicament. But just quickly as it came it seeped away once Allura was warm enough to remove herself from the shelter of the demons wing. The wing expands out as Allura moves away before slowly folding back to Akira's side to block the cold from at least one angle. As Akira glanced down the hall into the darkness the evil that hanged in the air was evidence enough that the grave keeper had left long ago. His mind was plagued with thoughts of whether bringing Allura to this place was such a good idea after all.

As Allura questions about the wood she had found Akira turns to face Allura, primarily to inspect the area. "There's no telling how long they've been there, but I believe it may be a waymark." Akira answers as he moves towards the small flames the wood was creating. "Treasure and fame seekers alike will have come here after the place had stopped being maintained. It may be hard to picture right now, but for most normal people these crypts can soon turn into labyrinths, to the point that you even need to mark the exit.... whoever put this here was a skilled explorer they knew what they were doing." Akira sighs deciding not to finish. Allura could probably tell herself from what Akira had said, the fact the wood was still there was evidence that they hadn't made it back alive. "This evil air... this is more then just a necromancers doing." The small fire struggled as it held strong against the bitter cold that the crypt endures. Akira moves and stands against Allura to block as much of the cold air off of them as he could.

As Akira's body adjusted to its current situation and slowly began to feel content with the situation the wing folded away towards his back. The feathers dissipated into the air as though they never existed a small smoke cloud left in its wake disappearing into the air. "Once you're warm enough, we start to move." Akira states, he had no intention of staying here longer then necessary. He had a task to do and the sooner he completed it the quicker he could leave. "Just one thing." Akira says resting a hand on Allura's shoulder and looking into her eyes. "As much as I trust your ability, we both know that you're at a bigger risk here. With that in mind... if I say run, don't stick around and don't worry about me following, okay?"
'Interesting....' Akira's eyes flicker red for a brief moment "It would appear he likes..." the colour drains back to brown 'her... this could get very fun'. Akira shakes his head slightly in a moment of confusion. "But first we'll need a light to guide us." Akira looks down to his other hand, as though concentrating. "heh... much harder when you don't pay the price." he mutters but eventually a tiny orb generates and levitates above Akira's palm before raising up between the two of them. The orb stops in front of Allura's face before spinning around her head in one rotation, upon completion the orb has grown a small amount in size before concentrating light down the hall. Although the end could still not be seen it was a significant improvement on the light given by their small fire.
Just read this OOC I was thinking along similar lines ^_^ I plan to get something up at the weekend.
As they approached the crypt it was evident it had not been visited for sometime, the forest had begun to reclaim that which rightfully belonged to it. As the pair pushed through the vines Akira had to struggle as the demon clasped to the evil energy using it to regain its once drained powers. The crypt felt as cold as a winter storm iron torch holders hung bare from the walls with the remaining ashes, yet to be blown away sitting on the ground beneath them. Akira staggers trying to maintain his balance, the cold air making it increasingly difficult for him, needing the maintain a temperature to not only keep himself safe but also the demon. He slumps himself against a wall, shaking as he pulls his bag from his shoulder before dropping it to the floor. He rubs his hands together frantically to try and keep them warm. "C-come f-fl-flame." he shivering announces as his palm emits nothing but a small amount of grey smoke. "per-perfect.... t-t-too cold." he points out to Allura as he fumbles the bag open before rummaging through it contents. "I-it m-must be he-here... Some... Somewhere." He grabs a small box from within, his hand uncontrollably shaking the box like a babies rattle as he tries to hand it to Allura, "I can't." Is all he says as he places it in Allura's hands, folding his arms across his chest, quickly clenching and relaxing his fists as he does so.

Akira tried a couple more times to conjure fire through magic, each one resulting in failure, the wet skin and clothing making it impossible to channel the right energies. He shivers out a sigh as he glances over to Allura, he could think of only one way to keep himself warm, however it would most likely be met with disapproval. "do it." Akira states still shivering.
'you realise the wou... openings have been sealed, by her spell'
"Th-then give me o-one at l-least." Akira pushes himself off of the wall. "I-I'm ready." With that Akira leans forward hunching over his stomach, as the uncomfortable feeling of the skin of his back slowly tearing open begins to take place. He grits his teeth trying to avoid voicing his pain, although it was a pain he was used to feeling, the cold air was making it more severe then usual. Then that feeling he'd been waiting for, it was almost like an instant relief. "c-come here." Akira says as he straightens up, grabs Allura and pulls her against him. There was a swooping, like a large bird had flown over head, black feathers could be seen out the corner of their eye's. "Th-this should help... a li-little at least." Akira was already feeling the ability to cope better as the demons wing blocked the cold air from hitting him from every direction. Although it was not enough to embrace them both, it had wrapped around most of Allura's body. "I'm sorry if this is un...un-comfortable for you but i-it's all I could think of." Akira looks to the opposite side trying to see as far into the darkened crypt as he could. "This may be more dif-difficult then I first thought."

Yet another obstacle in their path, and they didn't exactly have the luxury of time. Shadow hunters hot on their heels, Akira's so called friend, who would supposedly be somewhere within. For every answer there would only be more questions. What awaited them within this labyrinth of the dead, aside from the so called Necromancer? Why was it so important that they came here? The only way to know for certain would be to find those answers, but first the cold issue was at the forefront, for without surpassing it there'd be no way to discover them.
Volkran chuckled quietly as he shakes his head. "You should learn Allura, Evil comes in many forms... just watch." Volkran states as he stops. Despite saying this the demon loosens and detaches the crossbow from its belt raising it just in case. "Just in case things do get ugly." The demon justifies to Allura before looking upon the situation.
"Irvine you're up." Lance states before leaning up against the wall of the building they stood beside. The cloaked hunter steps forward and kneels down before the child resting his hands on the boys shoulder. "I'm not going to hurt you kid, I just need to do a quick test..." Irvine peers into the child's eyes which display ,nothing but innocence, he then begins speaking in different tongues and languages, his voice wasn't exactly quiet as it carries just far enough for Volkran and Allura to hear. The words spoken were no stranger to Allura as Irvine repeated the word 'God' in different tongues. As one language is spoken Volkrans grip on Allura's hand becomes almost crushing in strength as he flinches and grunts softly, before loosening his grip once more.

The Grunt was nothing more then a pin drop in the raging storm but Irvine turns his head to look behind him, though his line of sight was not as beneficial as Allura's and Akira's. "Irvine, what are you doing? Continue." Lance orders and Irvine reluctantly turns back to face the boy once more.
"Here." Irvine states as he takes one hand from the boys shoulder reaching into his cloak, before offering the boy a silver coin. A crude trick to test if the boy was a wolf in sheep's clothing, the boy merely glances at Irvine confused before nervously taking the coin. No reaction... "Is the rest of your family like you boy?" Irvine questions and the boy frantically nods. "Where's the closest tavern?"
"Just two doors down mister."
"You live close by?" The boy nods once again in relation to the question. "Then you tell your family, if they hear any cries before the night is through... leave this town and don't turn back."
"We're not exactly the kind with gold to do that mister." The boy responds looking back down to the floor. Irvine looks towards lance, before turning back towards the boy reaching to his clock once more and producing a piece of paper.
"The you tell your parents, regardless what happens, they're to take this to the nearest town with a hunters guild. They should say they're collecting a bounty on behalf of the Shadow Hunters. Now run home boy." The child takes the piece of paper before doing what he's told and running off in the direction of his home. Once he's out of eyesight the two hunters make there way to the tavern door and walk in.

Volkran lowers the crossbow as the hunters disappear inside a building turning to look at Allura. "Now we make for this so called crypt, until next time angel...." The demon speaks as the red fades back to brown. The transition seemed very smooth much more natural than what was normal for Akira. He passes Allura a quick smile "I guess this means the coast is clear? Lets go." Akira states before calmly walking down the street, travelling on the opposite side to the tavern maximising the distance from the nearby hunters. Though if Akira knew them well enough, they'd be in there for a while, this was an opportune moment for the pair to buy themselves some time. "So how was he? He didn't hurt you did he?" Akira asks still holding the angels hand. The whole situation just seemed less serious, they'd gone from following to just simply walking away from their pursuers.
It's been a while, hope my post is alright. Going to try and get back into regular posting.
Akira rushed himself up as he quickly scans around the room for all his gear. He quickly grabs his sword reattaching the sheathed weapon to his belt. The crossbow, as always was a bit more complicated, he fumbles with the weapon several times before successfully reattaching it to his belt. He lifts the freshly filled crossbow bolt quiver ad flings it over his shoulder. Equipment wise he was ready, there was just one more thing that needed to be done. Akira exhales slowly as he paces the room in preparation, a few contradicting thoughts flowed through his mind, this would be the first time he'd be in a close encounter evasion, whilst with company. 'Trust me Akira'
"Heh you want me to trust you, with Allura."
'Think of it this way, there are Shadow Hunters here, risking drawing their attention would be an almost suicidal move.'
Akira pauses in silence as he contemplates what Volkran tells him. "The first sign of hostility and I will take it back.... do it." Upon finishing what his said Akira's eyes flood red with the demons colouration before stepping out into the main room where Allura is waiting for him, the twisted voice soon following. "He's ready to leave now." He then turns his head slightly to look to the old woman "I'm sure he bids you farewell."

Suppressing his own powers the demon takes hold of the angels hand tightly to stop her pulling away in resistance. He feels his hand burn softly as the angelic power overwhelms his own from his choice of suppression. "This is normal, Akira has always lacked faith in himself to do the right thing, should the need arise. We stick to the side roads and alleys as much as possible. They'll be using the main streets to survey." The demon waits for the angel to say her final goodbye before heading out the door and onto the street. The storm was more then significant, visibility had been severely restricted by the downpour. The demon looks down to where they are holding hands "Akira feels this is necessary, he believes travelling un-joined will slow us down." He begins to walk down the street observing it closely as he heads for the closest side alley. As they head down the alley Volkran remains silent, watching ahead of them. As he steps out onto the side street he quickly scans the area. "Watch out." Volkran announces before stepping back into the alley and pulling Allura against him. He watches out into the street, silently watching as a pair of men slowly walk pass on the main street. As they finish passing Volkran looks to Allura, his fire red eyes looking into Allura's blue, a moment of strange silence before he pushes the angle away softly mumbling something about 'human feelings'. "Ok so long as we stay behind them until they head elsewhere, we should be fine."
Hey Allura, just wanted to let you know why I haven't posted anything. As I said before I was feeling down, and did feel better for a couple of days hen I got my post up. Unfortunately I've taken a turn for the worse and been down in the dumps for about a week now. I'm trying to pull myself together but it's really hard for me at this time of year as it digs up a lot of bad memories which I wish I could forget. Sorry to sound like a downer in this post. I didn't want you to think I'd disappeared. I'm still around my mind just isn't in the right place right now.
"An interesting plan..." Akira states in response to Allura's answer. Though he does not comment on his own plans, perhaps he'd make those once it was all over, or perhaps he was prepared and expecting the worst. Either way he was more interested in Allura's answer then giving one of his own. He quickly changes the direction of his glance as the old woman brings in yet another meal for them. Akira himself didn't particularly feel hungry, but it would probably be for the best that he at least kept himself strong by eating on a regular basis. Akira nods a thanks to old woman as she comments about providing the pair with even more supplies before facing his plate of food. He looks to Allura with a small frown as he pushes the food about on his plate before picking up a piece of his own jerky and taking a small bite. Allura's own reaction to the storm was almost enough to make Akira react in kind as the rumbling roar of thunder filled the sky.

"It's quiet alright, I'm sure it isn't something you're used to experiencing or being within close proximity of. The only problem is, it's likely to get worse before it gets an better." Akira passes Allura a small smile. "You'll be surprised what you get used to when you're around it for long enough." Akira takes another bite of the jerky strip as he gazes outside the window. The storm was over the town, although the thunder seemed to be a further distance away, the rain could be heard pelting against the buildings exterior. "Well there's no question, it isn't going to be the driest journey either of us have ever been on. And of all nights for it to occur, why tonight, the night that we have to leave?" Akira asks openly although more of an aloud thought. Then as he ate a thought rushed to the front of his mind and Akira freezes where he is sat. A moment passes before Akira brings his eyes to meet Allura's, as they quickly flicker red. "They're here, and they're being watched...." The demons voice as usual distinctly different to Akira's natural voice before his eye's flick back to brown once more. "Shadow Hunters..." Akira stands putting the plate to one side, moving Allura's from her lap and grabbing her hand. "We need to leave, now!" How had they managed to get so close without Volkran even realising? This was probably the most advantageous drop they'd ever got on him, were the angels playing some part in this? After all Volkran said they were being watched, but by whom?

Lance smiles as he looks to Irvine. "It's time!" He orders before un-sheathing his sword and stepping out of the cave exit and onto the street of the town, Irvine merely following. As the pair step out, the streets were completely empty, the storm had seen to that.... or so they'd thought. As Lance turns to make his way down the street a person stands before the pair staring at them, frozen in his paces. This man before them was no stranger to their attire, he'd seen it before, though these before them didn't seem to have such a withdrawn vibe, after all they were here, one with his weapon drawn. Lance glances to his blade before back to the man. "Don't be stupid! You don't need to die here!" Irvine shouts over the storm to the man. However the man panics and goes to cry out...
"Huntgh!" As he goes shout his words are cut short from Lance's blade being driven through his stomach the sword emitting a faint white glow as he does so.
"I'm sorry..." Lance states as the man gasps for breath grabbing Lance's shoulder. "You the peacekeepers, seek no harm on the mortal realm... However the bodies you inherit, their original owner cannot rest until you're put to rest." Lance feels the man's grip getting weaker on his shoulder. "Reapers... release this ones soul, as his body is finally sent to rest..." With that being said, as though some incantation was spoken the body begins to disintegrate into a dust like substance as it's blown away in the storm. "Let's go Irvine, we must make for the tavern and find where our old friend is running to." with that said the pair begin to head down the street toward the tavern as though nothing had just happened.
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