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Post by elvenimp on Apr 18, 2012 16:24:54 GMT -5
We're Building it Up
To Break it Back Down Now she had gone and done it. Hands clenched together in between her thighs, she fidgeted, looking to her left. The sun was setting, from what she could tell out the limo's windows. Her brother was going to be so angry with her. How many times had he warned her the past few years. “Never go near the work district. Slavers are out for girls, especially one of your blood.” She could hear his voice clearly, her mouth turning into a frown at the realization that she should have listened to this particular rule her brother had set out for her. After all, he was just doing his best to protect her. Though, he could only be doing that because their parents had ordered him. Meena was the next in line for the throne. Not her older brother as many cultures had it. The first daughter was to take the role of queen over their clan. She had been trained her whole life for the role, though she had been seen as too conservative; afraid of the outside world. Now their plan had back fired. Sending her out to the human world with her older brother as her guardian, she had turned into a devilish child. Disobeying rules and running away from her responsibilities; it was now only 40 short years until she would take up the mantel as clan leader. Of course, Meena didn't want that. After seeing the human world she wanted to stay and explore it. A gentle cough broke Meena out of her trance. She turned her head to the right, a figure whose face was shrouded by shadow. She could tell that his clothing was wet and she had to struggle not to smirk. Apparently a suit clad man surrounded by body guards wasn't the best choice of a target to pull a prank on. He hadn't said anything yet but she was starting to fear who he was and why he had gone through all of the trouble to catch her. Whoever he was knew how to deal with the demon kind. She could feel the vibration of a magical barrier surrounding the vehicle, it was also obvious because her small, pathetic looking black wings were showing. She had her tail wrapped around her left leg, out of reach of the stranger whom had captured her. Meena tried to look through the darkness but she couldn't see past it and to the strangers face. Sure she had targeted the man, but that didn't require her to be close to him. How he had captured her, she had no clue. Turning her eyes down, towards her boot clad feet, she blew a strand up purple hair out of her eyes. This Sucks. We're Building it Up ******************* To Burn it Down [/center] Shit, shit, shit! A man who looked to be in his twenties ran down the street, people yelling at him as he pushed them out of the way. His face looked panicked, fists clenched so tight that they almost bled. Blonde strands of hair were glued to his face as he rounded a corner into a dead end. The sound of ripping flesh echoed through the air as giant brown wings with golden feathers at the tip exploded out of his back. Taking off into the air, a deadly looking pointed tail wrapped itself around his waist. Soaring quickly into the air, no one seemed to take notice as his gold flecked teal eyes surveyed the area. He had only left her for a moment to go inside and deposit a check. He shouldn't have trusted her alone. Running his fingers through his hair, he clenched his hands, pulling his hair taut. Profanities flew out of his mouth as he closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. Letting the wind be his only sense, he reached out to where he had last left Meena, trying to find her scent. He found it quickly, his eyes shooting open as he caught onto the scent as it mingled with another's and then gas and oil overwhelmed it greatly. His jaw clamped shut, he cursed himself for not keeping a closer eye on her once more and took off, following the scent. Even though is had over powered his sisters, each vehicle had a slightly different scent. This really wasn't good. We Can't Wait
To Burn it to the Ground ((So I need someone to play the guy int the limo next to her. Obviously she is rich. You don't have to have a girl for my guy if you don't want to but it could be fun. I would prefer if he wasn't a demon in particular able to do magic is fine but its no biggy. =]))
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Post by shazzy on Apr 23, 2012 23:32:24 GMT -5
His brown eyes watched the girl intently before he ran a hand through his wet hair. " Sir?" One of his body guards asked interrupting his thoughts. " Where to now?" The man finished. " The manor. I need to change and then we can deal with this issue." Yes sir." So what did they do about this ever delightful surprise. If he turned her over to the slavers he'd fetch a dashing price or so he suspected. As the limo pulled into the manors driveway he quickly instructed his bodyguards to contain the demon. " Hold her downstairs I'll be there shortly." First things first he wanted to get out of the wet sodden clothes he was in. Overseeing the guards manhandle the girl out of the car he quickly made sure everything was in order before venturing into the manor. Pushing past various people he quickly headed upstairs to his room. So what did he do about this very interesting specimen?Unable to quite decide he changed his clothes hurriedly then rushed downstairs. It wasn't entirely unpleasant the cold dark room they'd dumped the demon girl into at least not compared to the manors other cells. Switching on the dim light he stared down at the girl." So what exactly do I have here?"He inquired. A knock at the door and of of the guards entered. " Sir you're father is home." Nodding his head he turned away from the demon girl." Tell my father I will be there soon. Do not mention what we have found at all." ( I'm going to bring in a fox demon girl later )
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 24, 2012 9:58:43 GMT -5
Well, he was a wealthy man, that was for sure. Meena's eyes grew wide as they pulled up towards a manor. It was giant, of course he parent's lived in something similar in size, but she hadn't been home in a while. Her purple locks swung to the side as she snapped her head to face her captor. Downstairs? That didn't sound very good. Her tail wrapped tighter around her leg as she settled her face into a hard expression. She had been taught how to not show true intentions...not that she had practiced except for on her brother. At least he had called her a female and not an it. She didn't struggle as the guards took her from the limo. They were much too rough with her and she had to hold herself back from beating them within an inch from death. It wouldn't help her now. She had a feeling that this man, whomever he was, would be able to catch her like he had before. All that being said, Meena by no means made it easy for them to take her down the stairs. Tripping one of them was quite amusing, though she paid for it as they threw her into a dark room; her head his the wall with some force. She was left dazed for a little while, the cold of the room seeping into her as she lay still. Groaning slightly, she sat up and looked around. The darkness had never bothered her. She wasn't a silly human child that hid under the covers at the first prickling sensation that something non-humane was watching them. Sighing, she found the back wall and sat up against it, gently feeling her tender skull. It would heal quickly and at least there was no blood, just a lump. She closed her eyes and waited. Who knew if her captor would come back anytime soon. Not a minute later, the door opened and a light was turned on. She slowly opened her eyes, one at a time to view the man whom she guessed had been the one in the limo with her. When he spoke, she affirmed her guess as it was the same voice. She didn't respond to him, partially because there was a knock at the door and partial because she just didn't feel like it. Looking up at him, her arms were at her sides with her knees curled up to her chest. She could feel the coolness of the ground on her upper thigh which caused her to realize that her shorts must have ripped earlier when she had been captured. Wasn't that just lovely. And since he had already seen her with her wings and tail, she unwrapped it from her leg and let it rest on her right shoulder.
------------------- He caught up with the vehicle as it pulled up towards a mansion. He landed on a tree that was a little ways away, pulling his wings in tight. From a distance, he would look like an abnormally large hark...so he hoped. With only his eyes peaking out of the tree's foliage, he watch as a man got out of the back of the limo. He was handsome and soaked the the bone. Dere couldn't help but want to hang his head in shame. 'That, ladies and gentalmen is the work of the future ruler of the FlareDurknes Clan.' He thought to himself. He blinked once as they pulled a purple haired demon out of the other side of the limo.They were being rough with her and that made him grit his teeth. No one should be handling her like that. It took all his strength to not go and get her out right now. He didn't know what kind of people had gotten her. Plus, as he noticed her tail and wings showing, it seemed they had magic on their side. What kind, he had yet to tell.
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Post by shazzy on Apr 24, 2012 20:51:12 GMT -5
She'd publicly humiliated him somdthing Drake wouldn't be so forgiving about. As he paced around the room he stopped to lean against a wall to watch the girl intently. " As you have no doubt realised what you did was very unwise." Really only people with a death wish messed with his family. His father sold demons it was how he'd made his moneyn& here was this silly demom girl who'd wet him in the street. " Now what to do with you." He couldn't quite decide what to do with her. " As you've no doubt discovered the magic in this room is strong. You can't escape I can assure you of that." Standing up straight he turned his back to her. " Someone will check on you in the morning." Leaving it at that he exited the room. Reaching up he turned off the light leaving her in the cold dark room.
Now he had a decision to hastily make. If his father discovered his uninvited guest downstairs they'd both be in trouble. Did he now go and tell his father of his prize? Musing to himself he headed up the stairs stopping by the palor as one of the manors body guards walked past escorting a woman. Then he noticed the chains around her neck and her dark expression hmm it seemed his father had found a new toy for his pleasures. With that girl to keep him occupied his father would have no reason to suspect him of hiding a secret now would he.
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 24, 2012 21:17:55 GMT -5
Holding her tongue throughout the rich boys speech, Meena just stared at him. Her odd turquoise colored eyes seeming to glow against her pail skin and purple hair. She had to literally bite her tongue when he asked himself what he should do with her. She really wanted to tell him to let her go, but of course that could make her situation worse. Meena was trying to behave well to make her punishment easier, but it was difficult. Escape? Now there was a funny notion. She could feel the magics, the thrummed against her very being. It almost made it hard for her to think. However, she could put the humming to the back of her mind. As he began to leave, she watched as he flipped the switch, turning out the light. She didn't mind the darkness. "Foolish boy. You know not who you mess with." She muttered, thinking about her brother and parents. Her brother could get killed if they found out what had happened to her so she knew,that unless he forfeited his own life, Dere wouldn't be able to call in other members of her parents strong forces. What she despised most about this wasn't the fact that she had been captured. It was the way the humans treated her, and from what she had seen from the side lines, other demons in general. They were not animals that could be caged. They could crush the humans if they wanted to....or at least her kind used to be able to. Now they had power and money. It was no longer the way of the past. They were fighting to be on the top of the food chain. Demon numbers had dwindled below humans and now they were using those like Meena as toys and degrading them. She bit her lip as she closed her eyes, tail wrapping around her arm, the point of it in her hand. It wasn't near as deadly as her bother's, but it was sharp at the tip when she felt threatened. It was enough to kill with, though most of the time it stayed rounded. -----
Dere was breathing deeply, trying to keep a level head. He had seen another demon enter the manor, chains binding her. There were magics at play, he could tell after surveillance with the wind. What made it worse was that he had a feeling who the manor belonged to. They traded in demons, he knew that much. Shaking slightly in anger, he tried to think of a way to save his sister. He could get caught himself, or even try and break in and get her. He was powerful with his magics, but, even he would have difficulty dealing with the barriers surrounding her sister's prison. If only she was an archdemon. It was only a few more years until she took the challenge of becoming fully grown up. Into adult hood she would be. Her powers would be amplified, her wings able to give her true flight, and her tail becoming a deadly weapon albeit, more graceful than Dere's own. He was looking forward to the marvel that his sister would become, but she wouldn't make it to that time unless he did something to help her.
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Post by shazzy on Apr 25, 2012 1:05:11 GMT -5
Azima kept her expression neutral as the man dragged her through the manor. This wasn't working in her favour out of all the humans thag could have purchased her she'd have rathered anyone else. That soon the old man would have his scummy hands all over her made her sick to the stomach. As she passed through another hallway she began taking mental notes on how many peope occupied the manor though she suspected her escape plans would be in vain considering the magic filled chain around her neck and arms.
As they passed Drake she fixed him a stone cold look. Why would she have expected anything less considering who his father was it came to no suprise that she found him staring at her. Like father like son both men fancied demon women. Keeping her face once more with a neutral expression her heart sunk further as they chaimed her inside a bedroom. " Not good." There was absolutely nothing she could do right now with a manor full of people. There went any macho escape plans untill the night time.
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 25, 2012 14:51:31 GMT -5
Breathing deeply, Dere unfurled his wings. He was just going to have to make an offer to buy his sister back. His family had near unlimited resources and as long as they didn't find out his sister's or his own full name, they wouldn't be able to find them again. They shouldn't be able to. Dere was known for being able to cover up a trail. His eyes began swirling from their usualy teal to an odd golden color that flashed green and blue if the light hit them just right. Taking off, his wings flapped silently.
Muttering an ancient language under his breath, he asked for the assistance of the wind and the earth, his wish being granted as the wind trembled around him, the earth trembled below. He was the most powerful in his clan right now, his parents in awe at how quickly he had surpassed them. It wasn't just his genes, but his will to be the best.
Swooping onto the compound, he could feel the magics coming off of the house. This was going to be difficult. If he couldn't get in, then he would have to run and try to find another. way.
With a flick of his wrist, a tower of earth shot up in front of him. He landed on it and flared out his winds, bearing his sharpened teeth. It was a challenge. He wouldn't go all out if they were civil. Dere just doubted they were going to be.
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Post by shazzy on Apr 26, 2012 18:31:08 GMT -5
Drake could deal with his fathers mock pleasantries, he'd neverly been an affectionate father so as the head of the table more or less ignoring his son he didn't even batter and eyelid. Actually it had the exact oposite affect, before he'd been contemplating telling his father of the demon girl now he was going to keep that secret entirely to himself. Then again he hadn't entirely decided what he wanted to do with her.
As the meal commenced he politely excused himself and headed straight to his bedroom. At least here in this space he could think to himself. Stretching out on his bed he closed his eyes.
The soft sound of footsteps broke him out of his doze as he stood up glancing at the doorway who'd be prowling around the manor at this hour? Standing up he moved to the doorway then slowly creaked. " Well that is interesting." Opening the door further he gazed into the eyes of the demon girl his father had brought into the manor. " You've managed to escape my father but not the chains. How did you manage such a thing?" Reaching out he grabbed the chain around her neck while the girl struggled against him. " Aha i'd be quieter if I was you least you wake all the mansion up."
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 26, 2012 20:41:15 GMT -5
Meena was cold. Her flames wouldn't form and the darkness wouldn't listen to her call. Sighing, she stood and made her way to the door. There was almost complete darkness, but it wasn't like there was anything much in the way of furniture to trip over anyways. She placed her cheek against the cool material of the door, wondering how angry her brother was with her and how far away was the morning.
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Eyes narrowing, Dere frowned. He swooped down to the ground, retracting his tail and wings with a slick sounding noise. He looked completely human now. Unless whomever opened the door knew the tattoos of the demon clans, they wouldn't notice the licks of flame on his left wrist. He hoped no one had recognized it on Meena. Clearing his throat, he ringed the door bell of the manor.
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Post by shazzy on Apr 26, 2012 22:36:29 GMT -5
Azima couldn't believe her string of bad luck. As the man pulled the chain on her neck she stumbled her eyes narrowing at him. This really wasn't her night. With this breathe on her neck she shuddered trying to push him off her. " I will kill you." She threatened. " Yes. Yes I'm sure you are ever capable of it with the chains that bind you." Drake mocked. The sound of the doorbell ringing made him inwardly groan. Timing..seriously. Grabbing the girl around the waist he tugged her down the stairs. " I'd keep your mouth shut truly if you know what is good for you."
As he maneuvered her down the stairs he dragged her to the front door. Who ever was at the door better have a good excuse for the late hour. Opening the door he gazed at the man impatiently. " What?" He demanded still keeping a tight grip on the girl.
Looking up Azima settled her eyes onto the figure at the door way and then turned her head with a smug smile. Oh this was going to be interesting the man had a very pissed off demon on his door step. Maybe this could work in her favor as she kept her mouth shut still waiting for the right opportunity to attack Drake.
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 27, 2012 14:24:50 GMT -5
The was opened by an annoyed looking boy with a chained demon. One of his eyebrows quirked upwards as he saw this, partially in curiosity as to what he had just interrupted and partially due to the anger that he felt upon seeing a bound demon. He didn't have a good enough view of her to tell what clan she belonged to, but she was quite beautiful.
"oh, hello. Pardon if I am interrupting anything." H paused, eyes bouncing between the two, hands clasping together. "But I have come across the information that you have a new female in your possession. I was wondering if I might mmmm. purchase her for a good price?" He pulled a large wad of cash out of his back pocket. Good thing he had been in the bank when Meena had been taken.
As he spoke, Dere groaned inwardly. He could only image what the demon to this mans right was thinking.
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Post by shazzy on Apr 27, 2012 20:25:29 GMT -5
Drake kept a steady tight hold onto the girl as then set his attention on the man. " i'm sorry she isn't for sale." He spoke firmly instantly assuming he meant he black haired demon at his side. " My father paid a considable sum for her.."
Silver eyes continued to study the demon boy quietly before things finally clicked in her mind. He didn't want her so what other demon girl did they currently have in the manor? Time to cut the crap the front door was right there and she wanted out. Narrowing her eyes she mover quick the chain around her neck she threw arpund Drake's neck then pulled it tight. " Ahuh little human don't make any sudden movements." So now she was still imprissoned in the chain around her neck. As she focused on her concentration her fox ears and tail appeared. " That's why you were worth so much." Really did this human not know how to shut up. " So where is this other demon?" She demanded.
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 27, 2012 21:49:28 GMT -5
Father...so the boy in front of him was just the brat then. He thought for a moment, his face frowning in response to the words that the boy had spoken. Dere opened his mouth to speak when the demon woman made her move. He had felt her eyes on him the entire time and wasn't surprised by her actions. He pocketed his money and pushed his golden colored hair out of his teal eyes, the golden specks swirling slightly. His clans marking was prominent on his left hand so that the demon woman would be able to see it. They were a more prominent clan, one that had a decent amount of power.
Dere eyes her tail and ears, a small smirk coming to his lips with a twinkle in his eyes. "I think you best answer the woman." He said, cocking his head to the side. The boy was an odd human, talking back when the demoness could snap his neck. Even if those chains around her prevented it, there was no stopping Dere. Had the boy not yet realized that he was a demon as well.....Dere guessed that many demons didn't just walk up and knock on the door.
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Post by shazzy on Apr 27, 2012 22:13:18 GMT -5
As her silver eyes bore into the humans she still kept a cautious distance from him. She certiantly didn't want to risk him yelling our creating a scene whilst she was still binded in the chain. As Dere revealed himself as a demon to Drake she couldn't help but snigger. " Oh you didn't take a female demon from his clan did you?" Some how she felt the man had really sealed his fate.
" So this is how it's going to go we'll go get this demon and they when you remove the chain from my neck i'll make sure I don't snap your neck. Deal." She didn't care that he remained silent he wasn't in the best position to argue as her chain tightened around his neck. " So what is it?"
Now this wasn't going to end well running out of his options he relented. " Okay. Le'ts go." As Azima made no intention to move he knocked her out of the way. Wincing as the chain tightened instantly around his neck he groaned. " Okay I get it..i'm going." Whilst Azima kept a firm hand on the chain he lead them around the manor headed straight downstairs.
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Post by elvenimp on Apr 27, 2012 22:37:22 GMT -5
The demon women really caught on quick, didn't she. He was rather glad that she was here and if this ended well, he would have to repay her. He watched the exchange between the two, her threats and his odd behavior. He didn't like how this felt but the magic in the chains would be hard pressed to hold an arch demon. His own power was stronger than his parents and he was much younger than them. Unless the chains were made by a very skilled magic used, Dere was sure he could break out of them if he was for some reason caught.
Looking around as the man led the demoness forward, he stepped into the house and followed them. His teal and gold eyes kept a good lookout for anyone that might be around. As they found their way to the basement, rage peaked inside of Dere for a moment before he squashed it out. He didn't want the fox demon to know how upset he was about this whole deal, his guilt was overwhelming inside, but his anger had crushed that out.
How dare they keep his sister in the basement.
((So you can choose whether or not the chains can hold Dere if he gets caught. Either way it will be interesting haha.))
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