Engel

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Tsuki rolled her eyes when the woman began playing with her dreads. Was she supposed to take this woman seriously? The situation felt more and more surreal with every passing minute. At least she’d finally gotten her to stop sidestepping the issue and explain it straight to her. It was easy to see why she might have preferred to not be that honest though, as what she was trying to explain was unbelievable at best.

Once Ruby told her that she was on the news once a year at the summer solstice, Tsuki felt like she should have recognized her earlier. She had never been all that interested in religious topics, but she’d heard others talk about the sun goddess’ daughter. That had to be who she was, or claimed to be. It’d be very easy for Tsuki to find out if she was telling the truth or not. A few steps to the computer on her desk and she could search for photographs of the demigod. If the woman was telling the truth, the photographs would be of her.

Tsuki’s breaking point arrived when the woman told her that she was a demigod as well. One of those powerful beings who had both a human parent and a divine. She burst out laughing. A laughter that was sincere and mocking at first. She had to steady herself with the door again, leaning her back against it and crossing her arms across her stomach. Her parents loved each other and would never cheat, even with a goddess. Her father adored her mother, and her mother felt the same way… right? She knew that her mother had decided Tsuki’s name for her, but that was a silly coincidence… surely? Tsuki’s laughter soon took a more strained and uncertain tone, until it was more coughs than anything. It was as if she wanted to keep laughing to convince herself this was all nonsense.

Despite her laughter, Tsuki had listened to the rest of what the woman had said, as much as she had wanted to drown the sound of her voice out by laughing. Some of it had hit a bit too close to home. She’d rarely been sick like other children, but her father had always bragged about her good genes, even when her brother and sister fell ill. She couldn’t really deny that she was gifted either. It had gotten her a job that made her plenty of money while others with skills went unemployed or underpaid. The worst realization was that the moon goddess was the deity of death across the entire world.

“I’ll be right back…” Tsuki said and stared intently at Ruby’s features to memorize them. She went inside her office, left the door open and walked over to the desk. She moved the mouse to shake the computer awake, logged in and soon found herself staring at photographs of Ruby the demigod after a quick image search. She had no idea how to feel, but she supposed she should keep up her scepticism. It only proved that Ruby was who she claimed to be. Maybe the best proof she could get was to ask her parents.

She left the gun on the desk and went for the bottle next to the sofa. A stiff drink might help her, she didn’t care with what. There were some creepy coincidences between Ruby’s explanation and Tsuki’s reality, but hopefully that was all it was. As she stood there drinking straight from the bottle, she remembered she’d left the door open and Ruby could clearly see her.

“Uh…” Tsuki said, unsure of how to continue the conversation. She sighed, resigning herself to telling the truth about her abilities. “I can speak to the dead, and predict how someone’s going to die. You’ve got a bunch of symbols floating around your head that’d normally let me do it.” She waved her hand dismissively in the direction of Ruby. “Yours are clouded like… my own.” Another realization, which made her take another swig straight from the bottle. It was better than sobbing.

RPer Appreciation Thread

There's no one like that which I'm aware of, which I'm not currently doing an RP with already. I guess I'm lucky.

Sacred World (Engel x The Kraken)

Avani ate while listening to Kasai add her own details to their shared story, merely nodding every now and then. It wasn’t until the reporter spoke up and told them that she didn’t think there was anything for them to gain on the story that Avani left her food alone for a moment. She wiped her mouth on a napkin, trying to think of what they would get out of this in the end. It had been Kasai’s suggestion so she’d gone with it, but would it really help them or their friends? Probably not, and the dead wouldn’t care either way. She was surprised when Kasai squeezed her leg. Did she really think Avani would beat the reporter up over nothing in a café filled with people?

She was pretty sure that Kasai was more likely than herself to attack the reporter at that point. The fire in her eyes and her creepily calm voice hinted at it. Good points, Avani thought to herself after her girlfriend had stated a list of reasons why they wanted this article to be written. She didn’t like the idea that they were in a way pleading with the mayor to show their friends respect, not when each of their lost ones had been better individuals than him. The idea that they would stand up against corruption or throw dirt had appealed to her more.

“How could it not be politically damaging?” Avani asked and scoffed. “Did he bribe the entire city or something? Four people died on what was supposed to be a routine mission, and you think it wouldn’t hurt him politically? I must have missed something, or you should definitely stay out of politics with such poor understanding.”

Avani had never had much interest in politics, but from what she had seen potential candidates or different sides would use literally anything to make the public think less of their opponents. Their story wasn’t made up, and it should be possible to use it as a powerful weapon. All someone had to do was pick it up.

She was about to follow up with more threats, how Avani liked to please her girlfriend and if the reporter didn’t write the article like Kasai wanted her to do she might have trouble walking for the next month. Turned out there was no need for that as the reporter was willing to do it, as long as she was told the details. Avani sighed. It wasn’t something either of them wanted to talk about.

Avani turned to the waiter when Kasai had stopped her. They’d be here a while if they were going to go into details, so she ordered a large glass of juice and some dessert for herself. She didn’t drink coffee, it wasn’t healthy. She filled in with her own perspective on the details whenever Kasai paused, and sometimes she cut in at the middle if something had been mistakenly left out. Eventually she sat leaned back in the sofa with an arm around Kasai to comfort her, and the juice glass in her other hand.

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Oh, so she wasn’t completely ignorant to how the situation looked like from Tsuki’s perspective? How about that, a member of the clergy that wasn’t blind to everyone else’s opinions. No, it certainly did not look like they had a lot in common, but at this point she was very curious what the woman thought they did have in common. It seemed doubtful there’d be anything connecting them, but here she was claiming they had a lot in common.

She’d kind of assumed that the paper had been a test after the woman’s initial reaction to Tsuki setting it on fire, but as far as she knew there was no proof that it didn’t work on just about everyone. From what she’d seen, it worked 100% of the time it was used. If the woman wanted her to believe this was a real test she should have brought a person it didn’t work on, or documented evidence. All she had to go on now was her word.

Tsuki was well aware of how some families could relate their linage to the gods. She’d actually worked on a case some years ago with a family that had stated they had a divine heritage, but the details of that case was irrelevant to the current situation. She nodded in response to the question though.

As much as the other woman believed her own words, Tsuki couldn’t help but feel that they sounded as if she was working up to a point where she tried to sell her some kind of product. Presumably the paper she’d already been given a sample of. Either that, or she was trying to scam her. She’d most definitely shoot her if one of those possibilities turned out to be the case.

However, it didn’t make sense that she would have stayed after Tsuki had given her a chance to leave if that was all it was. Why risk getting shot over it? The symbols she could see floating around the woman’s head made her think that maybe there was a tiny chance there was some truth to what she was being told. She’d denied most of her life that her curse had anything to do with the gods, because what were the chances of that? Her family didn’t have any divine heritage. It was likelier her abilities had come from some other source than the divine, not that she’d been able to identify what that source would have been.

“Can’t say that I remember seeing you before, lady.” Tsuki responded when the woman stopped talking. “I’m not interested in the religious channels or shows, so unless you were on the news or in a movie I doubt I’ve seen you on TV.” ¨

She wasn’t all that interested in remembering celebrities to begin with, no matter what had made them famous. Besides, she doubted the woman had ever appeared on TV looking like she did in that moment, which would make her a lot less recognizable to pretty much everyone, even fans. The name was the one clue she had to go on then, but other than the obvious connection to the sun she was drawing a blank there as well.

“Let’s get to the point, shall we?” Tsuki said. “You’re trying to tell me what? That I’m related to the gods? My family don’t have any divine heritage to brag about, I would know. Your paper don’t prove much to me either as the two times I’ve seen it used it worked flawlessly.”

Sacred World (Engel x The Kraken)

Avani shrugged when Kasai decided to order nothing else than a coffee. “Suit yourself.” She said, and was sat waiting for her food while Kasai’s coffee was brought to her. It made her just a bit jealous, reminding her of how hungry she was. Her food was delivered to their table shortly after the reporter had taken her seat though. Avani began to stuff her face as soon as the plates were placed in front of her. Kasai could do the talking for them while Avani ate.

“Her girlfriend.” Avani answered with a mouth full of food that she opened to speak. She took Naomi’s hand and shook it rather forcefully. She figured it was better if the reporter couldn’t write down her name in an article, especially at this point in time when she was supposed to be
in prison. “I’d rather not tell you my real name.”

She returned to her food when Naomi asked what she could do for them, and let Kasai answer her. Eating was more interesting to her at the moment, and they made some great breakfasts at this café. Damn these pancakes were good, and the waffles, and the chicken sandwiches.

“Yup, that’s exactly what we’re saying.” Avani said during a moment that she had stopped eating. It was getting more difficult than expected to eat everything she had ordered, no matter how great it tasted, and she’d slowed down the speed with which she had been stuffing her face to a normal pace. “and it’d be in your best interest to do so.” She cracked her knuckles, and smiled at Naomi. The reporter had said she wanted them to lay it on her, so perhaps Avani was overdoing it by threatening her, but there was nothing wrong with a little extra encouragement either.

“Well, me and two friends were supposed to investigate this spirit forest as a team, right? Then the mayor sent a second team as well with a bunch of proper cops without telling us.” She sneered as she reminisced back to the day that they had set out, as Kasai was sitting right next to her though she had to add something flattering. She didn’t want to sound very negative about how things had turned for the worst almost immediately on that day. “I don’t like cops due to an incident some years back involving my mother and a dead pig, which got her thrown in jail. So I guess I’m biased. Anyway, I found Kasai attractive right away, she has a nice… chest area. We didn’t get along as you may understand, but after losing everyone else inside the spirit world we worked together to try to save at least two of them. The rest kind of died...”
She choked up at the memory of being there when her friends were killed and being unable to do anything. Avani returned her attention to her food to remind herself that she wasn’t in that situation right now and calm down. She didn’t feel like saying much else, but it wouldn’t be fair to let Kasai explain every detail as she must regret the event too.

“Long story short, we’re the only ones that survived the mission the mayor sent us on. We were six at first.”

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

Powerslave - Iron Maiden
Spiel Mit Mihr - Rammstein
Guts Over Fear - Eminem
Carry Em Out - Flatfoot 56
Alive and Well - Rise Against
The Wicker Man - Iron Maiden
Nitroglycerin - Movits
Scheherazade - Abney Park
P.S. I Hate You - Reel Big Fish
The Tempest - The Real Mckenzies

Habits/Tropes You Utilize

I've had to deal with I just want to be special and those that don't know when to fold em quite a bit. It's pretty sad. I really like writing characters that are rebellious spirits and/or defiant to the end though. Not all of my characters are like that and some rebels do have a reason to rebel, but those two tropes are probably the ones I enjoy using the most myself. Defiant to the end can be especially fun when others expect you to surrender or give in at some point.

[Casual/Advanced][FxF][FxFxF]]Engel's Interest Check.

Bump

Sacred World (Engel x The Kraken)

Avani noticed in a half-awake state that Kasai was gone early the next morning. There was no one to spoon and hug close to herself when sleeping. After all these weeks they’d shared a bed it left her feeling empty, but she smiled. It was pleasant to have gotten used to sharing a bed with someone she liked. Soon she fell asleep again, too tired to question where Kasai was.

Some time later, she was uncertain of how long, Kasai returned to the bedroom with some good news. “Yay~” Avani muttered into a pillow, without moving or opening her eyes. She purred when Kasai leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. It almost made her eager to get out of bed and get their one final task over with before they went on vacation.

Thankfully, Kasai had yet to call the reporter so she had a small amount of time to remain in bed before she was going to be forced to wake up. Avani could hear Kasai talking with someone in the kitchen, and once she went silent she decided she had to get ready. She rolled out of bed and hit the floor with a thud, but she bounced back up on her feet. The clothes she got dressed in that morning were black and tight, with the intention to make an impression to this reporter, as threatening if nothing else. Kasai’s guard dog, she laughed to herself.

Avani walked out into the living room, and posed to Kasai to show off her muscles in the tight clothing. She wasn’t as impressive as she’d once been, but hopefully the vacation would come with some cool new athletic experiences. “I’m gonna look like she better write about us.” Avani said with a grin. “Or else.” The eyepatch and the tattooed arm would probably have sufficed on their own.

She laughed, then grabbed the keys to her motorcycle off of the table she’d put them on. “I’ll drive. Let’s hope they serve breakfast wherever we’re going.” She walked up, pressed herself against Kasai and snatched the envelope with a written address on it from her to see where she was supposed to drive them. “Oh, this is a café I think. Lovely.”

They headed out to her motorcycle, and locked the apartment after themselves. Avani drove them to the address in question, but it took longer than she had meant to because she didn’t really know the way as well as she had thought. They arrived eventually though. She parked her motorcycle against the sidewalk, and rushed into the café. She had gotten quite hungry by then, but with her newfound wealth she’d be able to order just about anything.

Avani took a table for them in the corner. “I’m guessing this reporter isn’t here yet?” She said while waving a waiter over to them. After looking over the menu for a second, she began to order. “Waffles, pancakes, two chicken sandwiches, and a house special.” She turned to Kasai. “Do you want anything, babe?”

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Tsuki felt somewhat relieved when she could hear and see the fear in the other woman. It meant she hadn’t expected her to pull a gun on her, and she was very much in control of the situation. Whatever that burning paper had been it couldn’t have been intended to make her react like this. It did beg the question what its true purpose had been then. She sneered when the woman brought up their divination once more. It didn’t explain anything more than why she had set out on this search for someone. Tsuki wanted to know what the person in question had done to get tracked down by the clergy. It was beginning to look more and more like they were in some serious trouble. She wanted none of it personally, yet here she was in the middle of the night aiming a gun at a supposed priestess.

She raised an eyebrow and lowered the gun slightly when the woman said she would never hurt her intentionally. There was that religious conviction they held so high behind the words, which made her lower her guard temporarily. Tsuki raised the gun again before long, with a sinking feeling that the person they had been looking for may be herself. Well, it would be more accurate to say that the woman now believed so because the paper had reacted to Tsuki’s touch. They likely would have gone with whatever person made the paper burst into flames first. It was just her luck that it had to be her.

“Whoopty do, you can make inflammable paper burn.” Tsuki said, after watching the woman get the same reaction from the paper that she had. “We’ve got so much in common. Do you want to be BFFs now?” She found it presumptuous that the priestess claimed to be the same as her based on what, setting fire to paper? For all she knew there could be some trick to it that made it burn every time. She did notice how it didn’t seem to hurt the priestess like it had hurt her though.

The suggestion that she would get an explanation did appeal to her. If only so she could find out what was going on, and how to get out of this situation. She wasn’t particularly keen on putting the gun away to get one. Tsuki had just been tricked into burning her hand and getting way more attention than she had ever asked for from the clergy.

“No.” Tsuki said with a hard tone that left no room for argument. “I’m not putting the gun away.” However, she did aim it away from the woman and at the floor, but kept both of her hands on it. “Now you can start explaining yourself or turn around, walk away and never return. I won’t hesitate to shoot you if you try anything else. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve shot someone, so I’d suggest you get rid off any doubts you may have regarding that.”