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 Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 7:49 pm
Sunshine shook her head when she heard what Ryuu yelled, or what he was feeling, which she had been tapping into his part of the brain since she had said that. She looked back at Kenta, seeing the relife on his face, she grinned slightly as she looked at him. "Kenta, you really are cute, I think you'll find someone when your ready, hopefully they'll give you space and not be as pushy as me" Sunshine said giggling softly. She leaned forward, stealing her last kiss from Kenta before standing up and turning around. She watched the sky for a minute resting a hand to hide the sun from her eyes. "Tell him to find me when he's willing to" she said with a soft sigh, obviously dissapointed slightly. She gave another wave to Kenta, before dissapearing on the trail back to school. Her emotions hadn't changed, it was just that such a wave of dissapointment had occured when she saw Kenta come out, that she knew what she was feeling.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 2:43 pm
Kenta blinked a couple times, then slowly nodded his head. He guessed, eventually he might learn to warm up to girls but... for now he would just continue to keep his distance. It was hard when they kept clinging to him and- His thoughts cut off when she kissed him, eyes widening and face turning red. He was confused for a second as well. Hadn't she just said she liked Ryuu? Instead his head, Ryuu let out a loud curse as she kissed Kenta, and then was simply forced to watch her leave since Kenta didn't move.
"b*****d, lemme out!" he shouted. Kenta smirked slightly, pushing himself to his feet as he just stood there. "Where's my hat?" He reached down and picked up the baseball bat, but his bag and hat were still missing. There was a long silence, before Ryuu growled angrily from inside him. "Hotsprings," he replied shortly, obviously angry. So Kenta simply started off.
[We should bring Rin in, and try to convince her to seperate them. =o]
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 11:48 am
Ken walked into the church, his hood pulled up against the blizzard outside, but he kept it up even as he stepped in. The demon knew he didn't really belong here... but maybe if he lost control again, the voices here would be kind ones. He stepped into the church as Sunshine left, and jumped to the side. He was still somewhat afraid of girls. He sighed, and continued past the open doorway.
He winced slightly as the holy power made his whole body scream out in rejection. He ignored it. This pain... it would always happen. Maybe if he was lucky, it would dissapate once the holy power found he wasn't there to cause trouble. It's not like he could control what he was born as, right? He let out another sigh, this time one of relief, as the holyness stopped hurting and actually spread protectively around him. This church had accepted him. He continued in, his ears flattened around his face. It would scare the hell out of a priest if he could see his ears. Ken suddenly gasped and collapsed to his knees, his hands over his ears.
"Lord, please- don't let him die""Lord, I know I sinned, but,""b*****d lemme out""Lord, I didn't want to-""Lord, please forgive me," It all blurred together into that white noise that seemed to sear its way in past his hands into his ears, burning a path straight into his mind of mixed words. "Stop it," He growled to himself, trying to concentrate and shut it off. But, the voices demanded that he pick them apart, but that would mean opening his ears to more of this agony. "Shut up!" The words stopped, and he saw sweat drop down onto the polished woodwork. His head hurt.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 1:42 pm
"I'm not safe here either then..." Ken muttered to himself. He looked down at the necklace dangling from his neck. The small sigil of a flamethrower seemed to glow. "..." He didn't belong here, but he didn't care. He stood and walked toward the door once more. "Maybe...I can find a better place."
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 5:52 pm
The flapping of wings filled the church, birds nestles in the supports, fluttering around the rooftop of the established Church that held one who, rightfully, should not have been there. The fine smell of incense and stone was replaced near the front of the church by the smell of blood, and cigarette smoke. Slouching forward, his head against the back of a pew, Dante rested his head against his forearm, a thin plume of cigarette smoke rising from under his arm as he rested. None could see his face, or the expression he wore. All that could be seen other than a seemingly sleeping man was a thin trail of red that followed him towards the front of the church, small drops and lines as red as his coat seeming to streak the middle of the church, yet stopped where he sat. a pool of the liquid formed at his feet as the man secretly fought with his left hand, slowly removing a blessed serrated dagger that had be thrust between his ribs. Laughing lightly to himself in his head, he finally pulled it clean, dropping the 'cursed' weapon to the floor as more blood came from his wound. Looking up from his moment of rest, Dante's cigarette dropped from his lips, the embers being snuffed by the pool under him as he spoke in a half-hearted tone towards the six angels in the front of the room, blood trickling down his chin as he spoke in a confusing tone towards the stone guardians. "I've watched with glee while your kings,queens and pawns fought for your honor... Just as every cop is a criminal...And all the sinners saints... I want you to know... What I do is for the people.
Hopefully... you understand,God..." Dante stood struggling on that note, almost faltering as he slipped on his blood, seeing his breath in front of him from the cold air outside. His vision blurred as he reached the door and pushed it open, turning his head back to speak once more to the statues in his usual cocky attitude, a slight smile crossing his lips. "...And if you don't understand, then you are not God.... and I have nothing to worry about...." Slipping, literally, out of the church, Dante thought about the mission he'd been on the night before, and how badly he'd underestimated that demons would wield holy weapons. Laughing at his own stupidity, Dante twisted around and fell, landing hard in the melting snow as blood turned ivory into crimson, his eyes closing slowly, as he wondered if he would die, finally. "You certainly took your ******** time, old man...." He spoke in defiance to his father as a slightly moment of humility hit him, his last words falling from his lips like a one-winged angel from the church in front of him. "....I....Cant leave yet...
....I still have so much to do...." http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b170/Legendary_Dante/660852164_l.jpgDante's body grew cold and his mind grew dark as he slipped from consciousness.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 6:16 pm
A fairly young who had nothing better to do on a class-less day such as this found herself getting lost. Yumi had just recently turned twenty a few weeks before coming to Ria, feeling happy as ever but still missing more. While she wasn't the type of girl who hadn't been kissed or had fun in her life, she was still pretty pure in other sences. She held onto ideals that a young little nine year would have, that life was full of rainbows and never-ending sunshine. She had the ideas in her head as well, of course anyone would have to know of them all, but she kept them out of her mind as best she could. Now was one of the moments as she walked into the church finding a man there, who looked dead. Yumi herself looked like a mix and matched version of what did and didn't belong, for someone so pure she had a taste for wearing punk-ish clothing. Her sleek black hair was tied into pigtails as usual, the bows for tieing them up had small skulls. She wore much clothing including a pair of stripped socks, a black undershirt, a small pink panda shirt and a red mini skirt. Yumi never was the type to care about matching...
Her eyes had widened upon seeing him just laying there, but...the blood looked fresh enough right? Ugh! She didn't know she hadn't seen blood before or been in this situation, now she was confused on what to do. 'Your a healer!' she suddenly remembered as if striken dumb at seeing a guy lying in the snow. She dropped down to her knees as she looked at him, he was really....incredable looking she thought lightly breathing for a moment before shaking her mind out of it. She looked at his body, trying to find his wounds as her hands lightly opened his jacket. Finding some of the sort, she closed her eyes her hands hovering of the parts in need as she focused. No glowing light appeared or anything, but the wounds started to dissapear, as they closed up like stitches, the blood still remained around and on his body. He would be fine though, he might still be unconsious...she looked at him almost longingly for a moment. She leaned down as she brushed the locks of snowy hair from his face, soon becoming entranced with this stranger. She closed her eyes as she slowly met his lips in a soft kiss, gentle but warm, his lips were still warm she thought.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:10 pm
Dante's mind faded into darkness, pure, silent, and complete. This WAS pure darkness he faced, and there was a difference between that, and the absence of light. falling away from everything, he thought...and hoped... he was dying. His body was racked in pain, and he wanted his eyes to close and never open. Suddenly, he felt his childhood slip into his mind: Sleeping in a hammock, his mother reading him stories, taking care of him when he was sick. He missed her...so much. His memory receding to earlier times, Dante felt himself growing stronger. He felt his heartbeat returning to normal, his body warming, and his thoughts coming in clear. He imagined he was at home in his bed, his mother taking care of him like she always did when he was younger. He felt hands on his chest, yet couldn't see. Lips on his, yet couldn't taste. Suddenly, a tear fell down his face, a single, small tear that almost froze as fast as it appeared, a single word falling from his lips as he tired hard to regain himself. "....Mommy..."
Another moment later, Dante's eyes opened slowly, wavering slightly as he tried to make out a form in front of his face. Giving his mind and eyes a second to adjust, he looked into the eyes of a beautiful woman that knelt in front of him. Had he died? Had he gone to heaven? Or was this a cruel joke? He suddenly realized some of the area past her face, such as the sky, and saw the top of the church. He'd lived? How?! Lifting his head up quickly, he slid away from her a short distance, lifting one weak hand to his torso and feeling where the wound was. Running his fingertips over the supposed wound, he felt nothing, except for blood that was drying in the cold air. Looking up, he wondered if the woman had sutured his dying body. His sapphire eyes sought deep into hers as he steeled himself mentally, speaking in his usual tone, his voice still smooth somehow. "..What the hell did you do to me, Lady?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:53 pm
Yumi had waited and watched him carefully, her eyes carefully staring into his own when they opened. Her heart beat had quickened upon seeing his eyes, they looked strong but deeply hurt. They also held too much knowledge for her to take in at one time, so she was glad when he looked away, knowing she wouldn't have the will power to do it herself. She noticed him looking dazed and then blinked at his question, he had been...ready to die? "I brought you back to life" she said softly her eyes manging to stay on his wound instead of his eyes so she wouldn't get caught up again. "Hang on a second" she said as she stood up and walked over his body and quickly rushed to the church, searching for a few things. She approched him a few moments later her hands held a soft white cloth, looking like a curtain that had water on it. "Your body is stained with blood...were you really just going to die like that?" she questioned him, looking to his gaze for a moment before pulling herself back to his torso. She cleaned him up pretty well, though his jacket was still pretty stained, she wondered if he ever got those stains out.
She then sighed slightly as she closed her eyes, her knees tucked behind her as she then looked at him again. "How does a guy get so bloody?" she questioned him as her fingers lightly traced over the spot where his wound had been. She was glad she had come here though by now, mostly just glad that she hadn't spent another day at home.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 10:54 pm
Dante gritted his teeth angerly for a moment, but his conscious got the best of him, reminding him of what he'd said in his last moments of life only minutes ago. Sighing to himself with a small smile, he heard the girl ask him a question, and his smiled faded. Lowering his head slightly, he thought to himself. '...Yes. I wanted to die... as a human.' Snapping back to reality when she got up, he wondered where the hell she was going, and stayed sitting on the ground, still trying to regain his composure. Seeing her come back with a wet cloth, he knew what she wanted to do. He didn't want her to touch him, but as soon as she placed her hand on him, his body soothed under the warm touch. Watching he work and cleaning him off, he wondered just who the hell she was, and why she was helping him. Hearing her question made him confused, and then he remembered what he'd done the night before. Sighing and looking down into his lap, Dante reached into his pockets, finding his glasses and putting them on over his cryptic eyes. He bit his lips and spoke in a defiant tone to the woman, still unsure of her. "I have an interesting job as a 'trash man'..." He said in a slightly cocky attitude, and tried his best to stand. "...And you are?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 6:50 am
So he's a killer? she thought trying to figure out what he really ment by his words. He definatly seemed like the type that would hurt someone...but then again maybe he had his reasons. Though Yumi didn't really believe there was a reason for killing, she...wanted to believe it just this once. "My name is Yumi, there's nothing special about me, I'm just a twenty year old who loves music and gets lost a lot" she said shrugging. She folded her arms across her chest and eyed him "Why do you need rush things so much? Are you really in a hurry already?" she asked with a frown. It wasn't good for someone to get up so fast after going through what he did, but she guessed that he was just as stubborn as most. And while he seemed like the average guy that you shouldn't be around, with all of the cliche's mixed in. She knew there was too much more there for that to be true, it was like a sickness to want to be around someone so quickly after meeting them but she guessed she didn't mind with him. She looked at him a little longer, he was sitting up now but still on the ground, and her knees were still behind her, lightly frozen in the snow. She reached forward, her hands resting on his shoulders and then melting down to around his waist as she drew her body closer to him. She leaned forward again and kissed him once more, her hands tracing around his neck as she did so. She had done it once before when he was asleep, and she didn't believe in doing things to people without their knowledge of it. So she had just evened out her mind again, though there was hardly anything of conflict in there, she was so terrifed of getting into a fight with someone that she had lost some of her good friends. She pulled away from him slowly, her head resting against his for a moment longer as she breathed, her breath coming out of her as it hit against the cold. She then fully pulled away and stood up, brushing herself off and then reaching down and taking his hand as she motioned for him to get up.
She wasn't sure what she was doing, this guy probably wouldn't like her doing all of that stuff, she felt his body tense when she just cleaned up his wound. She really just hoped this wouldn't lead to a fight, because it wasn't exactly instant attraction but more a need to be around him. It didn't have to be about love all the time, she just needed to stay close...was that really that weird? She glanced at his glasses for a moment, and softly smiled, she was right...she could tell there was something else in his eyes besides the eyes of a murder.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:20 pm
'Yumi...? Nothing special..? Nothing special, My a**! She wouldn't be here if she was just a worthless air head.' Dante thought to himself, listening to her explain herself like it was a blind date. Her next question made him laugh inside. A hurry? Of course he was in a hurry, the girl had just spared him his only true moment of clarity, and on top of that, she was a smitten brat that seemed to view life as though she was still a little girl. He didn't have time to waste on niceties to thank her for healing him, nor would he if he did. Suddenly, he saw and felt her place a hand on his shoulder. After a moment, she moved, her finesse surprised even him as her lips pressed against his, and he closed his eyes just slightly.
'So...It wasn't a dream... those were her lips before' he thought as she pulled away. Looking down and licking his lips slightly, Dante fingered through his hair and looked back up to see her offering a hand to him. Had he really seemed so weak? Growling mentally, Dante put his left hand on the soggy ground and pushed himself up, standing next to her hand without using it for aid. Pulling his coat on correctly, he sighed, his breath escaping as steam as he looked up to the clear sky, a sudden stroke of optimism filling his face as a slight smile pulled his lips taught. "Oh well...I guess I'll have to die another day..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:44 pm
"I wasn't meaning to say you were weak, it was just a gesture" she said to him with a soft frown as she unextended her hand. She placed it back at her side as she watched him for a moment, curiously, he certainly was pretty hard headed. Though she really didn't have a right to judge someone that she didn't know she thought again as she shook her head lightly to herself. She grinned at his last words though, finding that she liked his smile, but said nothing more about it. She glanced down at the pool of blood and wondered what the church people would think if they saw it. She frowned as she crotched back down and piled a few heaps of snow ontop of the blooded areas. She sighed as she finished, feeling a little better about the area and then streatching. "Wanna go get something warm to drink? Or we can just parts ways here, but then we can't be best friends forever" she said grinning. She knew exactly how he thought of her, but she didn't really mind what people thought anymore, as long as they didn't hate her with all their hearts then she figured she could manage to be happy about something like that. Besides she always flipped things around so they ended up being postive somehow. She glanced up at him again though, she wondered why someone as good-looking as him would just die. She knew that sounded shallow, but that wasn't how she ment it, it was more like people like him got attention eaisly enough so why even bother with death? Yumi though always hated the thought of dying when something wasn't done, she didn't have anything to finish before she died of utter-most important matters but there was one thing. "I want to fall in love with someone before I die, really hard and really strongly. I want to dream about them every night, get to fill their body with warmth and kiss them good night. That's all I want to do" she said smiling as she looked down at the ground. "How about you?" she questioned as she looked back up at him, her arms crossing over her chest for a moment as she rose an eyebrow lightly.
Her feet lightly paced in the snow while she stayed in place, the girl obviously had issues with standing still for long. She wasn't really the type to be on a cosntant sugar high, she was just deadly afraid of wasting time. Even know while she waited patiently for his thoughts, even if they were nothing kind, she was going over lyrics from a song she had heard. Though with all this, she was good at multitasking only with things that weren't really important.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 5:00 am
Dante's face grew a blank expression as she spoke to him. He was trying to be hard to read, because parts of him wanted to tell her to ******** off. Still,she seemed sweet enough, and the human half of him thought she was rather....cute. Listening to her request for a drink, he thought about it for a moment, then heard her words. Love? Death? Loving before dying? He mentally laughed, shaking his head head. All 'love' had done for him was fill his world WITH death, and he hated that. But listening to hear speak reminded him about his past, and about other things, like Mizuki, the girl from when he first got there, and shunned her away. Had she wanted the same thing? He didn't know, but the he stood dumbfounded by her next question. Him? What did he want? He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, then placed his hand to the amulet he wore around his neck, a finger gently touching the scar he had over his heart. "I want... I want to save people. I want to seal the darkness in my heart, and lay to rest the evil that poisons this world. I want to do all that....
I... I want to be the one to fill dark souls with light."
Looking up after his final words, Dante's face wore an expression of care and warmth that made him look divine. A half smile with eyes that gleamed with defiance at the world as he laughed at himself, turning his back to the girl as he slowly walked away from her and towards the front gate, his head turning to the side at the last moment as he uttered only four word, a smooth tone and a grin on his face.
"So...About that drink..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 3:58 pm
[I think I actually felt my heart beat thud Dx DAMN YOU DANTE D< xD]
Yumi glanced up at him when she heard him start so speak, for once staying still and her mind blank except for his words. Her eyes widened just a bit more as she did so...she hadn't met anyone who really wanted to do something important like that. She wondered what kind of life someone like that would have...how could you manage to surrond yourself in such darkness and still be happy? Did that work? She frowned slightly as she glanced down for a moment in thoughts again before looking up at him to catch his look. She blushed deeply and instantly at such a look, almost crushing her heart as it thudded roughly against her chest. She caught her breath for a moment when he walked away, at one point or another she must have been holding it, she wasn't really sure. She closed her eyes shut as her hand rested against her heart and she calmed down. That was it for her...she didn't want to be away from him for too long, though even as she thought that, she knew he wouldn't promise it. He had too many other things to do, much more important things than filling up a girl's heart. She turned back around as she heard his words and grinned up at him, nodding her head brightly as she half ran over to him. "Yeah, sounds good to me" she added with a grin as she walked out with him, past the gates and then looked back up to him.
"Are you sure that you can manage to be...happy in all of that darkness? Won't you become obessed with it and grow into it if you don't have...someone to take you out of it?" she asked him. Her hand on her heart again as it lightly clutched her shirt as she looked at him with wide inoccence. "Don't give up on love, I wanna show it to you again, even if its not with me, I just want you to see it again unharmed before you die. So you'll see what I mean" she said to him with a smile as she nodded her head and then walked ahead of him, suddenly speeding up a bit as she rushed onto campus.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 6:05 pm
Dante tucked his hands into his pockets, the cold air filling his lungs as he heard her ask him questions. Smiling at how curious she seemed, he lost the grin when she mentioned love again. "Having someone in my life? Heh, Sorry Lady... But every time I've let someone in to take care of that part of my life, I've wound up worse than before. And it sucks." He stopped and moved his amulet to the side slightly, exposing a long and ragged scar almost blended into his skin that rode across his heart. "Besides, I guess you can say I don't have much of a heart left anyway." He smiled brightly for some reason, the dropped the amulet back into place, stretching his hand into its leather gloved shell to crack the cold joints back into place. He remembered the scar he bore on each palm as well at that moment, a smile fading from his lips as he sped his walk to stay with her.
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"Mommy...What happened to you?"
"Dante! Run, HIDE! Don't let them take you!"
"Mom! What happened? Why are you bleedi..."
"Stop talking before they hear you! Dante, run. Please, go, and never stop. Change your name, go by your middle name, never stop running and fighting, never die! Don't stand still!"
"Mom...I don't understand. Why do I have to go by To"
"Dante! Sweetie, please, just go! Go before they kill you like they did me. Never trust people, protect them for a distance! And remember Dante: There can be humans as evil as any devil, and devils as kind and compassionate as any human. Now, go! And Dante...don't ever forget me, or who I was, or who you were. remember it, by this cut in your hand, the one I'm going to give you with the present you gave me... this beautiful necklace"
"OW! OW OW OW, Mommy why are you hurting me! Why did you cut me?!?!"
"...Mommy, what about you?!"
"Mom...?"
"MOM!!!!"
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"I....I am not a devil. I am a good man. My name?
.....My name is Tony Redgrave."
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Dante snapped back from his momentary lapse of history, and blinked, looking towards the girl as he shook his head. He didn't know what he wanted or needed, but for now, he didn't want to worry about it...
((Now in the dining hall))
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