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6 yrs ago
I'm alive but that's the last thing on my mind.
6 yrs ago
Hold on to me 'cause I'm a little unsteady now.
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6 yrs ago
What's the point of feeling, Blue?
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I am not the hero nor the villain, I am not evil nor am I good. I am the force that levels, the power that devastates. I am Lightning.

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Ayailla kept her eyes trained on the other half-breed as he start to make his way nonchalantly toward her. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck rising, everything in her was telling her to get up and go but it was kind of exciting. She hadn't seen another half-breed other then her father and she was curious about how different he looked compared to her father. She watch as the cloaked figure flicked his forked tongue like a snake tasting the air around it looking for its prey, was this a form of communication for half-breeds, she pondered.

As the half-breed spoke to her she nervously tapped the table with a long pointed claw like nail that stabbed through the wood effortlessly. However, when the male offered her a smile she relaxed gave a smile in return. His accent was something he had never heard before, certainly she hadn't heard any of the village folk have an accent like his. Aya cocked her head to the side when the cloaked male as he spoke again, gave a show with the piece of meat on his plate. Aya got the feeling that he was as curious about her then she was about him.

Aya looked behind her to the standing female guard watching the whole exchange, she seemed to had slightly tensed as the male half-breed came closer, however, there was a form of recognition in her eyes. She turned back to the male to answer his questions. "Yes, this human female is my escort. I seem to cause a violent reaction to the people of this village though I cannot fault them, they must see me as a predator of sorts. However, to answer you question, I am here to possibly gain citizenship to this village to escape the soul crushing loneliness that was left after my mother passed away. Though it seems I might have made a mistake as the the humans here seem to be unwelcoming to our kind."

The half-breed looks the male over once more to get a better scope of his outfit, "Is your cloak an attempt to disguise yourself, does it work? Maybe I should find a goats pelt to try to disguise my horns." She says with a friendly smile

The female guard seemed to be uninterested in the conversation and ignored the comments about her, her orders were to make sure the demon caused no trouble for the village folk and anything else was extra. She stoically looked straight forward and arms crossed not responding to the demon she knew as Luciel.
Ayailla awoke before the rising of the sun, she found herself in the small room that she was given the use of the evening before. She had finally worked up the courage to approach the guards that were posted outside the village of Sanctuary. The half-breed had been met with caution and a bit of hostility, however, due to the king's decree she was allowed entry to the village with an armed guard at her back and a promised interview with the king at his leisure. She had been so surprised to see so many humans gathered, that she hadn't took the village layout when she was escorted to the residential area, it was a lot to take in all at once. However, as they had made their way through the village she heard the phrase "mutt" being whispered from the common folk. Her mother had warned her of the slur that humans would call her if she had ever met one but she never gave it much thought til then.

The Hybrid found her feet on the dirt floor of her room and stretched out, it had been pitch black and even with her incredible night vision she had trouble seeing much. She held out a hand and produced a small flame to get a good look at her quarters. It had been carved into the mountain and size enough for one, it was very modest...even cozy. The half-breed found a bucket of cool water and a half melted candle near her bed, using them both she was able to prepare herself for the exciting day ahead. Before leaving her lovely hovel she took out her locket with and allowed the music to play. The tune brought her back to her mothers embrace, if only for a moment.

Stepping out into the brisk mountain air was wonderful, it was still early spring so having a cloak on was still acceptable, even if the cold never bothered her anyways it was a great way to hide her tail. Aya sighed and tapped the horns on her head, "There's no hiding these," she says to herself. Just than a female human walked up to her, "No, there is no need to hide demon, we already know what you are." She says harshly. Aya is taken aback by the sudden hostile comment but makes no effort to reply.

The woman speaks again, however, there is no malice in her voice this time, "I will be the one escorting you around this morning. Make sure to follow my instructions at all time and make no sudden moves towards the villagers, I'll show you to the dining hall first so you can eat and allow you to wonder the village for a time before my shift is up."

Ayailla nods in agreement and fell in line with her head down, she was already regretting coming to Sanctuary. 'Maybe being alone is better then being somewhere no one wants you.' She thinks.

As They made there way to the dining area she had gotten nasty looks and was hearing that word again, she was quickly getting the impression that the guard was their to protect her from these nasty humans that look as though they wanted to run her through. As they got closer a feeling of dread or something she couldn't quite understand was getting nearer. Finally the smells of baked goods had detracted her from her current situation and with the help of her guard she was able to get a few delicious looking foods. She had been prepared to trade some rabbit fur or herbs (medicinal and food), however, they seemed to not be interested.

Aya took a look around the hall, something was off and she couldn't put a finger on it. However, Her eyes leveled with a figure shrouded with a hood of a bear, though the antlers that hinted to a fiend's hide were betrayed by how their movement didn't quite match. All it truly took was the moment their lips peeling back to expose the row of fangs that messily devoured their goods. He was the only thing that she could focus her eyes on and if anyone was sitting at the table with him she did not notice. She blinked her eyes trying to break herself out of whatever trance she was in but she couldn't make up her mind, wither to run away from or to him.
@Ktyhrea thank you!
Hate to ask but could someone give me a quick run down of has happen in the story so far? I plan on read a few of the most recent post, however, it would be a bit speeder to get a small summery.
@LadyinInk ok thx :)
I'm into this. :)
go head, Ali is just gonna stand in the corner and cry on the inside.
@VitaVitaARnext round dont be afraid to punt Ren's mom, officer Camellia Sato. :p
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