'What are you waiting for? get rid of it!' Akira commented angrily in his mind to the thoughts of Volkran as both their thoughts circled in Akira's mentality on a plan. They weren't aware of what Allura and the other angels conversation was entailing as Volkran had shut them both off from being able to hear it.
'Do you think getting rid of an angel is easy!' Volkran snapped back 'It isn't!'
"Very well, I was only here as a messenger sister, although the vessel welcomed me in and hasn't shown any distaste for my being I shall release him upon your request. Know that we'll be..." The angels voice is cut short as Akira's eyes flicker open and shut, his left eye remaining it's normal brown colour and the other turning fire red. He looks Allura in the eyes as he speaks, his voice switching between that of Akira's and that of Volkran's "The will of the two, summon forth the will of the one."
"watching... wait..." The angels voice had returned, and its voice was hinting as though it had discovered something. "The abomination, it's near! Allura be careful!"
"I told you once fool!" Akira's voice had once again returned to its twisted state. "You shall not be told again!" Upon speaking these words the room flashed with a bright, white light. The light made it unbearable for the old lady to see, as she quickly shuts her eyes from a soft pain it was bringing.
Within a few seconds the light had faded from the room, on the wall behind Akira it had looked like it had been burnt long ago, but these markings were new. Scorched into the wall was the outline of wings, to most it would be considered a coincidence, but the outline perfectly lined up with Akira's back. The sign was clear, the death of an angel leaving its mark. Akira breathed heavily, his head facing downward toward the bed, though his head slowly lifts to look Allura in the eyes. Still one eye red, one eye brown, not a sight that was familiar to Allura in either of Akira's 'States'. A smile grew across his face, no malevolence was emitting from Akira's Aura though it was obvious it was most definitely there. "So Angel, will you be the one that sets me free?" Akira turns his head and see's the scorch marks on the wall before turning back to Allura his smile turning to a grin. "Your foolish friend should have left when I gave him a chance... you're doing a fine job of keeping these two safe. I may not kill you after all." Akira shook his head before continuing. "I hope you will not mourn him, he lied you know... What about? Well now if I told you that killing him wouldn't have been as fun."
The demon lays back against the bed as it shifts its shoulders, as though trying to make itself comfortable. "You'll have to forgive this rudeness I wouldn't want my host to be in pain when he awakens, that would simply delay my freedom.... oh and shhh, this is our secret. If you tell him, either of you, I'll snap your necks into bone powder." Akira's eyes flicker shut and once they open again they had returned to normal. "ah... this hurts a little... Allura?" Akira lifts his head weakly to see Allura sat ahead of him before his head falls back against the bed once more. "Good work Volkran, you managed to make it leave."
'What do you mean good work? It didn't work my powers were too weak'
"You didn't...? Then Allura?" Akira's eyes were looking at the wall that was behind him. The scorch marks, like the thing that had killed the angel were gone without a trace. Was this within its power? Or did it even happen? Perhaps it was just smoke and mirrors by whatever that thing was. Whatever had happened it seemed things were starting to return to normal once again. Well as close to normal as things could get for this unlikely duo.
. o O ( I understand that this post might be a bit confusing. If you want me to explain any of it, let me know and I'll explain as best I can in the OOC section. )
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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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Akira remained sat on the bed, the two angels still conversing. 'What... What's going on?'
'So you finally return to the land of the living Akira, do no be alarmed but... an angel is trespassing within our body. It used Allura's spell to hitch hike its way inside to talk to her. Luckily for us though it doesn't seem to realised who we are. Though if it doesn't leave soon' The demons thoughts were seeming more strained 'we're going to have trouble.' The demon was of course referring to the mental barrier that was stopping the angel of having free-exploration of Akira's mind and body, it was starting to fade, and its was only a matter of time before it would collapse.
"Her Son?" The angel asks somewhat confused as he looks over to the old woman. "Sister this woman has told you lies, she cannot have a son." Akira bows his head softly. "I must apologise, we know your motives are pure but when you married a demon we had to keep close tabs on you. We thought you would be the bringer of the abomination, not some low-life hunter." The woman may have said something about the entire thing, had she not been under the shock of it all. For some reason angels were looking for this man, and for other reason Allura seemed to be protected him. On top of all this it would seem that angels had been watching her ever since she met her demon husband. Akira's attention in the mean time had returned to Allura. "A week you say? Then a week is what Master will give you, but only if the demon is brought in alive. Should this task require any further extensions know that the consequences rest on your shoulders. For each day he remains on the run, is a day this world comes closer to oblivion." The angel reinforces everything that Allura was briefed before she was even sent to earth.
The next comment that was passed from Allura was met with a rather threatening tone. "That is not your place to decide Sister! The Master has deemed that help is required to make up for any.... short comings. He has employed the help of the 'Shadow Slayers' these men known the most important of information, they know what this 'Akira' looks like." The angel looks into Allura's eyes before commanding. "Should you cross paths with these men you are to assist them in anyway that is required, is that understood?" The angel doesn't break eye contact with Allura, there was something very off about the situation. A slight amount of distrust seemed to be lurking within the angel ranks, maybe there was some evidence for this, but more then likely it was the ugly emotion of Jealousy, a lot of Angels took great pride in their own existence and become easily jealous when someone other then themselves is picked for an assignment. "Having seen one of the fallen I trust you know what will happen to you should you fail in your task?" Another probing, yet probably pointless question, it would seem at this time the angel was stalling as though it was waiting for Allura, or the old woman to potentially slip up and say something incriminating.
'So you finally return to the land of the living Akira, do no be alarmed but... an angel is trespassing within our body. It used Allura's spell to hitch hike its way inside to talk to her. Luckily for us though it doesn't seem to realised who we are. Though if it doesn't leave soon' The demons thoughts were seeming more strained 'we're going to have trouble.' The demon was of course referring to the mental barrier that was stopping the angel of having free-exploration of Akira's mind and body, it was starting to fade, and its was only a matter of time before it would collapse.
"Her Son?" The angel asks somewhat confused as he looks over to the old woman. "Sister this woman has told you lies, she cannot have a son." Akira bows his head softly. "I must apologise, we know your motives are pure but when you married a demon we had to keep close tabs on you. We thought you would be the bringer of the abomination, not some low-life hunter." The woman may have said something about the entire thing, had she not been under the shock of it all. For some reason angels were looking for this man, and for other reason Allura seemed to be protected him. On top of all this it would seem that angels had been watching her ever since she met her demon husband. Akira's attention in the mean time had returned to Allura. "A week you say? Then a week is what Master will give you, but only if the demon is brought in alive. Should this task require any further extensions know that the consequences rest on your shoulders. For each day he remains on the run, is a day this world comes closer to oblivion." The angel reinforces everything that Allura was briefed before she was even sent to earth.
The next comment that was passed from Allura was met with a rather threatening tone. "That is not your place to decide Sister! The Master has deemed that help is required to make up for any.... short comings. He has employed the help of the 'Shadow Slayers' these men known the most important of information, they know what this 'Akira' looks like." The angel looks into Allura's eyes before commanding. "Should you cross paths with these men you are to assist them in anyway that is required, is that understood?" The angel doesn't break eye contact with Allura, there was something very off about the situation. A slight amount of distrust seemed to be lurking within the angel ranks, maybe there was some evidence for this, but more then likely it was the ugly emotion of Jealousy, a lot of Angels took great pride in their own existence and become easily jealous when someone other then themselves is picked for an assignment. "Having seen one of the fallen I trust you know what will happen to you should you fail in your task?" Another probing, yet probably pointless question, it would seem at this time the angel was stalling as though it was waiting for Allura, or the old woman to potentially slip up and say something incriminating.
You know you have an RP problem when you actively read posts at work during/between tasks.
It's up to you, you can play it either way or run the risk of letting Volkran force the it out. But that carries the risk of the angel finding out it is currently in Akira. Just play out all the scenario's then pick your favourite ^^.
My main concern with my post is I've never really done a post that big in an rp other than an Intro, as I find it difficult to know how much I should interact with the other character(s).
My main concern with my post is I've never really done a post that big in an rp other than an Intro, as I find it difficult to know how much I should interact with the other character(s).
I hope my post isn't too predictable, or disappointing :( I don't know what it is about it that does seem quiet right, anyways let me know what you think. I don't mind changing it if you want me to.
When the pair began to walk together it was becoming gradually more apparent how bad the wound was. Each step was starting feeling more and more heavy, his abilities to observe his surroundings or take in what was actually happening dimming with each passing moment. He knew this would be an area of his life where he would be sure to only remember segments of what actually happened and the rest would be forgotten in his cursed eternity. With each person that bumped into them and shoved pass Akira had to focus his entire energy just to clamping his hand over his bleeding wound, little could he tell that his hand was soon covered in his own blood, as a trail was left down the path they walked to the smithy. He was on the forge of losing conciousness when the smithy spoke and snapped him back into reality, giving him a small amount of motivation to hang on just a little longer. It wasn't until a couple of moments after the pair had left that the blacksmith had realised Allura had lied to him. Blood now pooled on the smithies floor from where the pair had stood waiting for their weapons.
The wake up call from the smithy did not last long, as Allura struggled to make her way through the crowd, Akira struggled to find the energy to do even the simplest task. His feet began to drag as he struggled to keep pace, despite their movement wasn't that fast to take each step was requiring to much energy and Akira found himself making an actual step for every 10 or so that Allura was making for him. 'Hang in there... she isn't going to let you die mortal' the demons thoughts passed through Akira's mind, though like any voice that spoke, it was deaf to Akira now. His mind completely blacked out as it lost the ability to comprehend and process the situation, as his condition began to spiral on a rapid decline. By the time they drew near to the old woman's house his feet was just limply dragging across the stone floor, his body had given all it could, and without the support of the demon, he had only the will and ability of any mortal being.
As he was hauled inside the house his borderline un-concious body slumped down onto the bed, with Allura's assistance, had he been required to do anything for himself Akira would have merely collapsed onto the floor. There was a moment of clarity however, as though time itself had frozen and everything that had recently happened was now void. The peace that Akira had long craved, he would soon discover it. Although he would meet his demise as a demon, he would welcome it nonetheless.
Within his mind it was though himself and Volkran had materialised on a field. Although something felt off, as though what he was experiencing wasn't within his body at all, Akira looks over to Volkran, the demon stood completely still as if a statue. A voice begins to speak to Akira it's origin, a complete mystery, nor was it a voice that he had heard before. 'You failed to release yourself Akira. Well then it seems their mission is done. To think that you would be fell by another mortal, it wasn't what was foreseen. However....'
'Get out!' Another voice calls, this one seeming more familiar, as though was Akira's, but not Akira's at the same time. Another image of a person begins to materialise before Akira although its image was blurred and could not be made out. 'I will have my freedom and you will... not... stop...me!' The voice seemed more infuriated with each word. The light that had once illuminated the field began to vanish as the first voice called out in anger only drowning away from existence along with the light. The new figure walked over to Akira, and although he couldn't make it out, it felt as though it was looking him the eyes 'you will play your part little Pawn! I will be free!' it speaks before vanishing within the darkness.
All this had happened during Allura's spell process. Once it had ended Akira's conciousness began to slowly crawl back in existence. Akira's eyes weakly open looking upon Allura, but before he could pass on any words of gracefulness, his mouth slowly opens as a soft cry of pain escapes him. The cry escalated becoming louder as it transcended to the demon roaring in agony of the holy water that had just bathed against Akira's skin. His back arches elevating his mid-body from the bed slightly as the roar continues for several seconds. Upon its ending his body drops back against the bed once more, his eyes closing again. When they open once more Akira lifts his arm and strokes Allura's shoulder, though there was something that didn't seem right about the situation, it wouldn't take Allura long to notice, but what was wrong wasn't on a demon level as a warm smile crosses Akira's face and he sits up as though his injury never happened. "Sister." Akira's voice speaks with a soft echo to it, it wasn't normal, nor was it sinister. I fact it seemed to carry a rather calming tone with it. "Sister, it's good to see you are well. Your powers have been used rather frequently recently in close proximity to the demons. We've been worried that the two of you may have fought." Like Allura, this angel 'borrowing' Akira's body could not identify him instantly as their target. "Though, you remember our mission correct? I understand you feel compassionately about helping these mortals but this will only slow us down in our mission."
This was not an ideal situation to be occurring the old woman knew nothing about why Allura was here and this angel was just blurting out every detail. Not only that but unless the angel left voluntarily the only way to get it to leave would be for Volkran to try and force it out. A stalemate of sorts for the demon to act it would have to take down the barrier it was currently holding to block the angel from traversing Akira's thoughts and memories. "I hate to tell you this sister, but the master feels you are lying to him. We have all felt your powers in close proximity to the demons, on more then one occasion, it is hard for him to believe that you still haven't found him. Unless... Allura do you seek to bring the demon in alive? I hear this... Akira was it?" Akira's line of sight quickly shifts to the old woman's as she's surprised by the mention of Akira's name. "These mortals display the strangest of emotions... besides I hear he would be too proud to allow such a thing to happen." It seemed this angel was intel gathering and wasn't looking to leave any time soon. Volkran weakened the barrier enough non vital thoughts be accessible to the angel so that he could conserve his strength, it would seem that force, might soon be their only option.
The wake up call from the smithy did not last long, as Allura struggled to make her way through the crowd, Akira struggled to find the energy to do even the simplest task. His feet began to drag as he struggled to keep pace, despite their movement wasn't that fast to take each step was requiring to much energy and Akira found himself making an actual step for every 10 or so that Allura was making for him. 'Hang in there... she isn't going to let you die mortal' the demons thoughts passed through Akira's mind, though like any voice that spoke, it was deaf to Akira now. His mind completely blacked out as it lost the ability to comprehend and process the situation, as his condition began to spiral on a rapid decline. By the time they drew near to the old woman's house his feet was just limply dragging across the stone floor, his body had given all it could, and without the support of the demon, he had only the will and ability of any mortal being.
As he was hauled inside the house his borderline un-concious body slumped down onto the bed, with Allura's assistance, had he been required to do anything for himself Akira would have merely collapsed onto the floor. There was a moment of clarity however, as though time itself had frozen and everything that had recently happened was now void. The peace that Akira had long craved, he would soon discover it. Although he would meet his demise as a demon, he would welcome it nonetheless.
Within his mind it was though himself and Volkran had materialised on a field. Although something felt off, as though what he was experiencing wasn't within his body at all, Akira looks over to Volkran, the demon stood completely still as if a statue. A voice begins to speak to Akira it's origin, a complete mystery, nor was it a voice that he had heard before. 'You failed to release yourself Akira. Well then it seems their mission is done. To think that you would be fell by another mortal, it wasn't what was foreseen. However....'
'Get out!' Another voice calls, this one seeming more familiar, as though was Akira's, but not Akira's at the same time. Another image of a person begins to materialise before Akira although its image was blurred and could not be made out. 'I will have my freedom and you will... not... stop...me!' The voice seemed more infuriated with each word. The light that had once illuminated the field began to vanish as the first voice called out in anger only drowning away from existence along with the light. The new figure walked over to Akira, and although he couldn't make it out, it felt as though it was looking him the eyes 'you will play your part little Pawn! I will be free!' it speaks before vanishing within the darkness.
All this had happened during Allura's spell process. Once it had ended Akira's conciousness began to slowly crawl back in existence. Akira's eyes weakly open looking upon Allura, but before he could pass on any words of gracefulness, his mouth slowly opens as a soft cry of pain escapes him. The cry escalated becoming louder as it transcended to the demon roaring in agony of the holy water that had just bathed against Akira's skin. His back arches elevating his mid-body from the bed slightly as the roar continues for several seconds. Upon its ending his body drops back against the bed once more, his eyes closing again. When they open once more Akira lifts his arm and strokes Allura's shoulder, though there was something that didn't seem right about the situation, it wouldn't take Allura long to notice, but what was wrong wasn't on a demon level as a warm smile crosses Akira's face and he sits up as though his injury never happened. "Sister." Akira's voice speaks with a soft echo to it, it wasn't normal, nor was it sinister. I fact it seemed to carry a rather calming tone with it. "Sister, it's good to see you are well. Your powers have been used rather frequently recently in close proximity to the demons. We've been worried that the two of you may have fought." Like Allura, this angel 'borrowing' Akira's body could not identify him instantly as their target. "Though, you remember our mission correct? I understand you feel compassionately about helping these mortals but this will only slow us down in our mission."
This was not an ideal situation to be occurring the old woman knew nothing about why Allura was here and this angel was just blurting out every detail. Not only that but unless the angel left voluntarily the only way to get it to leave would be for Volkran to try and force it out. A stalemate of sorts for the demon to act it would have to take down the barrier it was currently holding to block the angel from traversing Akira's thoughts and memories. "I hate to tell you this sister, but the master feels you are lying to him. We have all felt your powers in close proximity to the demons, on more then one occasion, it is hard for him to believe that you still haven't found him. Unless... Allura do you seek to bring the demon in alive? I hear this... Akira was it?" Akira's line of sight quickly shifts to the old woman's as she's surprised by the mention of Akira's name. "These mortals display the strangest of emotions... besides I hear he would be too proud to allow such a thing to happen." It seemed this angel was intel gathering and wasn't looking to leave any time soon. Volkran weakened the barrier enough non vital thoughts be accessible to the angel so that he could conserve his strength, it would seem that force, might soon be their only option.
Wow... that post is great. I can only hope my reply does it justice ^_^ I've got an idea on how I want to play it. I'll give it till tomorrow after work though so that I can have some time to think of a couple of scenario's I could go with, then hopefully pick the best one.
No worries it happens. ^_^
Akira walks over to the board to obtain their knives pulling them fro their resting place and sheathing his back in his boots. "Well... guess I don't know my own talents." Akira responds still facing the wall. He turns to hand Allura her knives only to realise she wasn't there. He quickly scans the tavern over "Allura?" He calls out somewhat loudly, this only drew attention from the other patrons however. At this point it was obvious that she had already left, whether she had assumed he was following was beyond his comprehension. He hastily walks towards the door squeezing and shoving his way passed patrons who seemed to be deliberately getting in his way. "Move!" He shouts in his anger as he makes it to the door pulling it open and stepping outside, now he was in trouble.
Crowds of moving people as far as Akira could see in any direction. Finding Allura in this wasn't going to be easy, a few passers stop and point, and exchange whispers upon seeing the man alone and without his companion. Most of these were followed by content smiles and wicked grins as they then went to go about their business. "So, they find enjoyment in this it would seem." Akira mumbles to himself as he begins to make his way through the crowd. "They're more like me then they wish to accept. Where is she?"
'Where ever she is Akira you should know, her brethren close in on this town.'
'you seek to let me know this now?' The demon does not respond, it had parted with the only information deemed necessary for saving it's own hide. "ah... where is she? Allura!" Akira calls out once again but it seemed his voice was just drowned out in the rushing of people passing him.
Although it seemed it had succeeded in drawing him some much un-needed and unwanted attention, as a trio of young men approach Akira. "Hey friend, lose your companion did ye?" One of them asks as the three of them circled around him.
"We should help him." A second one suggest. "Help him on his way that is. No offence, but you came through that tunnel without a scratch on ya, there's something not right about ye, and we don't want the likes of yo here."
"Well that won't be a problem." Akira responds to their attempt at threatening behaviour. "Once our equipment is all ready we'll be leaving I've no desire to stay here."
"What our town isn't good enough for the pair of ye?" The first one asks. Akira couldn't help but notice the third one had remain silent the whole time and the tone on the other two hadn't exactly been friendly. Watching the third man's movement their is a slight pause as Akira is distracted by the realisation of what was about to happen as he notices an alleyway a short distance from them. "No wai-...hngh..." Akira's hand drops limply on the thirds man shoulder as his head slumps forward. Looking down, he could see the hilt of the blade that was now embedded in his stomach.
Akira's head lifts slowly his eyes fire red as the rage and pain consumes him, his voice twisting as he says "You'll wish you hadn't done that." The first two men run in fear in witnessing the transformation as Akira's hand squeezes on the thirds shoulder as he tries to flee. The demons somewhat suppressed abilities made his evil aura emanate like a beacon within the town. He heard the satisfying crunch and soft cry of pain as his grip eventually shattered the man's shoulder. Although this then gave the man the ability to flee as the demon releases him and pulls the knife from Akira's wound before losing control to Akira once more. "Wha.. wha..." Akira's speech was interrupted from his heavy breathing. "What... are you doing?... clo.. close it."
'I Can't, my powers aren't back yet this is why it's hurting you so much. Remember fool if you die we both die.' Akira pushes his left hand against the wound.
"Th..Then, then there's only... one thing for it." Akira stutters out as he starts mumbling as he makes his way into the crowd of people. If Volkrans powers hadn't drawn Allura's attention then Akira would use his wound to find her via blood magic. Luckily for him it wasn't long until he located her, resting his right hand on her shoulder and stopping her from turning round, Akira's voice still stuttered as he said "com...come on, we.. we should get to the blacksmith." He knew that Allura would easily tell something was wrong, and hoped that she didn't turn around where she stood as it might only draw them more attention.
Crowds of moving people as far as Akira could see in any direction. Finding Allura in this wasn't going to be easy, a few passers stop and point, and exchange whispers upon seeing the man alone and without his companion. Most of these were followed by content smiles and wicked grins as they then went to go about their business. "So, they find enjoyment in this it would seem." Akira mumbles to himself as he begins to make his way through the crowd. "They're more like me then they wish to accept. Where is she?"
'Where ever she is Akira you should know, her brethren close in on this town.'
'you seek to let me know this now?' The demon does not respond, it had parted with the only information deemed necessary for saving it's own hide. "ah... where is she? Allura!" Akira calls out once again but it seemed his voice was just drowned out in the rushing of people passing him.
Although it seemed it had succeeded in drawing him some much un-needed and unwanted attention, as a trio of young men approach Akira. "Hey friend, lose your companion did ye?" One of them asks as the three of them circled around him.
"We should help him." A second one suggest. "Help him on his way that is. No offence, but you came through that tunnel without a scratch on ya, there's something not right about ye, and we don't want the likes of yo here."
"Well that won't be a problem." Akira responds to their attempt at threatening behaviour. "Once our equipment is all ready we'll be leaving I've no desire to stay here."
"What our town isn't good enough for the pair of ye?" The first one asks. Akira couldn't help but notice the third one had remain silent the whole time and the tone on the other two hadn't exactly been friendly. Watching the third man's movement their is a slight pause as Akira is distracted by the realisation of what was about to happen as he notices an alleyway a short distance from them. "No wai-...hngh..." Akira's hand drops limply on the thirds man shoulder as his head slumps forward. Looking down, he could see the hilt of the blade that was now embedded in his stomach.
Akira's head lifts slowly his eyes fire red as the rage and pain consumes him, his voice twisting as he says "You'll wish you hadn't done that." The first two men run in fear in witnessing the transformation as Akira's hand squeezes on the thirds shoulder as he tries to flee. The demons somewhat suppressed abilities made his evil aura emanate like a beacon within the town. He heard the satisfying crunch and soft cry of pain as his grip eventually shattered the man's shoulder. Although this then gave the man the ability to flee as the demon releases him and pulls the knife from Akira's wound before losing control to Akira once more. "Wha.. wha..." Akira's speech was interrupted from his heavy breathing. "What... are you doing?... clo.. close it."
'I Can't, my powers aren't back yet this is why it's hurting you so much. Remember fool if you die we both die.' Akira pushes his left hand against the wound.
"Th..Then, then there's only... one thing for it." Akira stutters out as he starts mumbling as he makes his way into the crowd of people. If Volkrans powers hadn't drawn Allura's attention then Akira would use his wound to find her via blood magic. Luckily for him it wasn't long until he located her, resting his right hand on her shoulder and stopping her from turning round, Akira's voice still stuttered as he said "com...come on, we.. we should get to the blacksmith." He knew that Allura would easily tell something was wrong, and hoped that she didn't turn around where she stood as it might only draw them more attention.
The second man steps forward in recognition of Allura pointing out was his turn. Reaching down to his belt he un-sheathes another knife from a series that were sheathed at his belt. This time Akira was determined to ensure that he didn't miss the mans throw, the first one had been quiet accurate after all, he wanted to see what he was up against. It seemed from his stance that he was preparing for a pretty amateurish throw. His arm was positioned as though he was going to go for an over arm throw, but if he'd done that before how could he of got such a great score? However when the man made his throw it was less of an arm movement then it was a flicking wrist movement, the knife twirling through the air as it made for its target. The knife embedded itself within the fourth ring this time, more accurate then the mas it was closing towards the target of the centre bullseye. The knife was angled in a downwards fashion across the board meaning that there was less surface area for Akira to be able to hit during his own turn. The man turns to Akira, a smug look on his face. "Your turn, Mr Hunter."
"A clever move." Akira says as he steps forward. "But a throw like that isn't going to save your coin." Just as Akira was about to step to the throwing line he stops mid-step. He reaches down to un-sheath a knife from his right boot and upon doing so turns to face Allura. A smile across his face as he raises the blade between them, his eye's were of course as red as a burning fire. Keeping his voice down so that the other players can't hear him and keeping his movements hidden so that the also couldn't see he softly taps the knife against Allura's chest. "Do you really think you should be playing games with demon hunters and angels on the approach." The demon flings his arm back round him realising the knife. The blade embedding close enough to his opponents to knock the barely secure knife from its place. "You should stay at that creepy womans then leave." Akira coughs several times as his eye colour flickers between each cough before Volkran manages to bring it to a stop. "You know... that holy water hurt... I look forward to dealing you some harm of my own." As he speaks his softly strokes Allura's cheek with the back of his hand before releasing control back to Akira.
Akira blinks several times as he looks Allura in the eye. He turns back around ready to throw, only to realise that his knife was already within the board. In confusion he looks to the opposing players expecting them to poke fun at him and Allura again. However they were just staring at him in bewilderment of what just happened." H-How did you do that?" One of them asks a hint of worrying fear in his voice.
"Luck I guess." Akira states with a shrug. "So I guess that's our round, how much you want to put down on the next?"
"The next?" One of their opponents asks with a somewhat nervous laugh as he makes his way over placing some coins in Akira's hand. "There's no next round, the bets off, being capable of a throw like that! There's no way we'd win!" The two men retrieved their knives from the board and... the tavern wall before returning to mingle with the other patrons. A disappointed frown spreads across Akira's face as he looks to Allura. "20 gold... we only made 20 gold, what happened?" Akira asked openly somewhat confused to what had happened only moments ago.
"A clever move." Akira says as he steps forward. "But a throw like that isn't going to save your coin." Just as Akira was about to step to the throwing line he stops mid-step. He reaches down to un-sheath a knife from his right boot and upon doing so turns to face Allura. A smile across his face as he raises the blade between them, his eye's were of course as red as a burning fire. Keeping his voice down so that the other players can't hear him and keeping his movements hidden so that the also couldn't see he softly taps the knife against Allura's chest. "Do you really think you should be playing games with demon hunters and angels on the approach." The demon flings his arm back round him realising the knife. The blade embedding close enough to his opponents to knock the barely secure knife from its place. "You should stay at that creepy womans then leave." Akira coughs several times as his eye colour flickers between each cough before Volkran manages to bring it to a stop. "You know... that holy water hurt... I look forward to dealing you some harm of my own." As he speaks his softly strokes Allura's cheek with the back of his hand before releasing control back to Akira.
Akira blinks several times as he looks Allura in the eye. He turns back around ready to throw, only to realise that his knife was already within the board. In confusion he looks to the opposing players expecting them to poke fun at him and Allura again. However they were just staring at him in bewilderment of what just happened." H-How did you do that?" One of them asks a hint of worrying fear in his voice.
"Luck I guess." Akira states with a shrug. "So I guess that's our round, how much you want to put down on the next?"
"The next?" One of their opponents asks with a somewhat nervous laugh as he makes his way over placing some coins in Akira's hand. "There's no next round, the bets off, being capable of a throw like that! There's no way we'd win!" The two men retrieved their knives from the board and... the tavern wall before returning to mingle with the other patrons. A disappointed frown spreads across Akira's face as he looks to Allura. "20 gold... we only made 20 gold, what happened?" Akira asked openly somewhat confused to what had happened only moments ago.
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