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Post by Etzolix on December 26th 2013, 9:11 pm

Bones of a crow flew in sky, the flesh, tendons, veins, and respective body parts slowly growing until, eventually, it was whole. This large beast had just left Neverland after a meeting with two unimportant people, however, even the actions of the unimportant could affect someone who mattered. Perhaps, it was his ego talking, but the Saikous interfered with the life of someone far above their spectrum. How would he react to this? He wasn't sure yet. The rage still bubbled in the pits of his abdomen.

The crow would regurgitate him and drop him from the sky, the child still remaining in the crows stomach as it flew. The serpent was in his real body, he knew his limits. As he dropped, he looked at the pub that the vermin gathered in. He couldn't see them, not yet, but he could imagine the dirty nails, unkept beards, and the faded black of the eye patches running around as they violently destroyed their liver. It was a surprise some lived as long as they should have.

He reached his apex speed, but still had a ways to go. The adrenaline of the fall intensified this feeling his stomach. What was this? It had been awhile since he had felt anything so intense. His body physically felt as if his heart had dropped to his stomach; the corrosive acids attacking each artery as the heart desperately beat in order to escape. It kept failing, and failing, and failing, and failing, and failing, and failing, and falling, and falling, and falling, and falling.

The sound of the interception boom across a large area. The roof of the pub collapsing as a large creature emerged from the dust. Many of the pirates had been knocked unconscious, however, there were still many awake. The large, reptilian, creature snarled. It roared as it ducked low, small enough to barely fit within the roof of the pub, despite having just destroyed it. Without hesitation, the creature attacked the innocent bystanders. A few were easy to fall, the surprise attack giving him an advantage. The first man to charge him was met with ivory daggers that lunged into his torso. As his pelvis and lower spine broken, the rest of his bones cracked and he let out a horrific scream.

He fell into the pit of the beast. He was another bubble in the belly of the monster and a couple more struggled and, then, huddled started praying in their mantras. Others were rebellious and continued to fight, but the walls would be stained with blood that continued to splash until the commotion reached its target. Where was she?

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Post by Yukina Tarka on December 26th 2013, 9:28 pm

Wobbling through the streets, glass filled with red wine, the ivory witch was drunk. She stumbled across the cobblestone footpath, pausing every now and then to regain her balance or to shoot a silencing look to any man who dared attempt to catcall or harass her. There was any reason for her intoxication, no event that deserved celebrating or sorrow to be drowned, in truth she was just bored. There was a lack of stimulation in her life, and as much as she enjoyed her studies and craved to learn more and more about the dark arts in which she had consumed herself, there was a limit. She already knew so much, and the more she learnt the harder it was to find more - more intricate incantations, spells and the like. They were all hidden away, locked in secret libraries and archives, out of reach for the time being. So she had to find other ways to keep herself sane - or perhaps, keep her from becoming sane. And at the moment, that reprieve came from alcohol.

She heard the crash but didn't pay it much attention. She knew where she was going and truthfully there wasn't much that could stop her from reaching her destination. More liquor awaited, more men to destroy and women to despise. As she approached the pub, her favourite little dive in the town of Port Royal, she immediately knew something was wrong. The screams inside, the sound of blood splashing against the windows... and she hadn't even arrived yet.

She pushed the door open and knew what had happened right away. The roof had been destroyed and there on the ground was Etzolix, come to find her once more. She grasped the doorframe to steady herself, before downing the rest of her glass and throwing it towards him. It would likely catch his attention, whether it hit him or not, because not many of the other bystanders were bothering to attempt to stop him.

"So you come to my new home and destroy my favourite place, kill my lovely new friends," she said, her tone something of a jest, "I'm so lucky to have you."
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Post by Etzolix on December 26th 2013, 10:00 pm

The glass hit the creature, the sound catching its attention. It stopped what it was doing and looked at whatever was hostile. There was no point in attacking those who had given up. It turned to see the woman he was looking for. Odd, she had seemed to change her appearance. Was she going through a phase? What a shame. The blue hair was a really a turn on. She was still gorgeous, she just didn't fit his fetish now.

She teased him and, even though he knew this, his eyes narrowed, angrily. He turned his attention away from the others and they began to scatter, escaping the scene. He morphed back into his physical form, the scales slowly retracting as the reptile became fleshy. The cracking of the bones that moved back into place and shrunk would build distance between them -- distance he would fill as it was made. By the time he was human, he was standing right in front of her, his demeanor different from usual.

His arm was on the wall behind her as he leaned on it, her face extremely close to hers now. He had a cocky smile that his deformity enhanced, and there was something wild in his eye. His primitive instincts were dominant, right now. He was still stuck not knowing how to express himself. His tongue, instead of its habitual flick, would lightly graze her check. Damn, her skin was soft. He missed it. He looked down her shirt and would wrap his other arm around her waste, bringing them close together.

He eyes moved around and gazed her body some more before looking back at her face and replying. "Blue hair looks better." He said, critical of her appearance. She wasn't unattractive by any means, even now, with all this emotion coursing through him, his testosterone wanted him to just have her on this destroyed environment, however, he held himself back. As always. He knew she would likely be curious as to why he was behaving the way he was. This was out of character for him, he wasn't the emotional one. He wasn't the one to randomly cause a ruckus like this without reason.

He leaned in, and would graze his lips along her neck, pausing to enjoy the euphoric embrace he had longed for. They needed to do this more often. For a couple who spent years searching for each other, they hardly spent enough time together. This momentary distraction was interrupted by recurring thoughts of the Saikous. His lips found his way to her ear and whispered, "She's fucking dead."

Immediately after, a large blast of translucent energy erupted from his palm that was leaned against the wall that the door frame was connected to. He had just destroyed a large part of it and increased the of the entrance. He would let her go, and turned around. And yell what he had just whispered in her here. His body somewhat spasming as he gripped his skull and his hands began to bleed. He was trying to crush his skull, however, he had made it tougher in order to protect his life. He didn't want to kill himself, just use physical pain to distract him from the emotional heartache he was enduring.

He breathed heavily, panting even, and his back was still to Yukina, unless she moved, as he tried to calm himself down long enough to speak to her. She likely wouldn't care. She hated her, but she was still the mother. Some part of her had to care, right? He knew he was love with a crazy bitch but she still cared, right? He wasn't sure if he even wanted her to. Did he want her to feel like this? No, it'd be better if he would be the only one freaking out. He was the tamer of the two.

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Post by Yukina Tarka on December 27th 2013, 8:19 pm

She ignored his jab at her appearance - she didn't care. She was confident enough to know he didn't truly mind, just that he had some weird fetish for blue hair. Besides, he wasn't being himself anyway. Something had happened, she was sure of it, but she couldn't imagine what until the words slipped from his lips.

She's fucking dead.

He didn't have to say who, she knew who he meant right away. As he unleashed his anger on himself and the building around them, she merely took a few shaky steps away and sat herself on a nearby stool. She didn't feel like she should care, she wasn't even sure that she did, but there was something stirring inside her. It wasn't sorrow, it was something much more familiar. Anger. She didn't care for her child, did not love her daughter, but the thing was hers. Love was not something she associated with the baby, but ownership was. She had carried the thing inside of her for months, birthed it in the most heinous of circumstances and even tried to kill it herself once. But she couldn't bring herself to do it, even then. Perhaps it was hypocritical of her to be angry, but she couldn't help it. It was bubbling up inside her, tugging at her consciousness and clouding her judgement.

"How?" The simple word phrased as a question, poised after Etzolix had finished having his reaction. He undoubtedly cared for the girl more than she had, and Yukina wouldn't try and diminish that. They had a bond that she couldn't understand, and perhaps that was part of the reason she felt so mad. She mightn't have loved their child, but she loved him and he had loved it. If something hurt him, it hurt her, as much as she might have liked to deny it. Emotion was a tricky thing, and not something she claimed to fully understand, she only knew what she herself was feeling. Anger.
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Post by Etzolix on December 27th 2013, 8:36 pm

How? How? Really, how did she die? He wasn't even sure how to explain. There was bullshit rules of magic and two children who didn't know what they were doing. Would Yukina care? No. She seemed to be taking it...differently. He turned around and looked at her. He needed to look at something nice. He had held the dead body for too long and he needed a distraction. He needed her now. He wanted her so badly, right now. Was this normal? Probably not. He was running from how he felt. His logical side conflicted with his emotional side. It wasn't their intent, but they were still the cause.

"Tyler and Kia." He said, still panting heavenly as he moved over to her. He would hold her shoulders, his hands still bleeding, however, he wouldn't dig into her. No, he would have more control than that. For now at least. His eyes were sporadically moving across her body, but he didn't seem to focus anywhere in particular. "They're two children, about 16 in age, who had two children. There was a death of a comrade that caused their children to sporadically be aged. That magic used our daughter as its source. It wasn't their intent and they said it was an accident...but it's still their fault." He said, someone rushing through it all. He wasn't composed at all. This wasn't the Etzolix, Rorschach, or whoever, that she would recognize. He cared for something and he lost it.

"Yukina, I love you." He said, looking at her in the eyes. "From the bottom of my fucking heart, you are everything I want." He lied to himself. She wasn't everything he wanted ever, he obviosuly wanted his daughter alive but what he meant was she was everything he wanted in a woman. Or, at least, she made him happy. She would understand what he meant. He couldn't express himself properly. There was too much boiled him inside of him. He was unsure of what he was going to do. It was time to accelerate the plans, right?    

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