Killing can also be used as a defense

Private thread between iinsanely Sane and Diamond T

((weee xD I honestly dont know where to start o.o... Ill start with a pic and an intro ^.^ lets not put it in modern times kay? I like the idea of having people who know how to handle a bow and magic and believe in creatures and such <3 Should I involve yuuki as well? o.o))

Artist <3 Deamond98 love her or else.... >.>
A smile played on my face, the rain had just finished washing my forest, and my beautiful forest was peaceful. Yup, you heard it right. My beautiful peaceful calm and lovely forest. I had taken care of the sick trees, and now the rain had come, They are all healthy enough to be left alone for a few days so I can make some money in the city. I need strings for my violin, badly. Stretching myself contendly, I began walking my way to the field, which would lead to the city. I pulled my cloak around me, and did the hood over my head, ears and purple flowy hair. It was windy lately and I dont want to arrive with a wind haircut. I looked at the air for a while, my golden eyes drifting away like the clouds did. I whispered a small goodbye in elven to the forest.

Issac had been slave of a horrible master, abused and told to abuse others. He was considered a murderer, he'd find his victims on the newspapers, hear the distant voice of yet another story about a murder on the radio, everyone was after him. If he didn't kill, one day he'd die. He was young, he had barely seen the world, he wasn't going to leave it so soon.
He had obeyed his master everyday, killing yet another person the master held a grudge against, and watch as the master would bring yet another poor girl into the house, rape her, and tell him to finish her off, in which case the girl would end up dead in the end. He could still hear begs, the sobbing, see the desperation in her eyes, the shaking of her shoulders, screaming for someone to hear her. But Issac knew better than that to try himself, they were at the other end of a forest, one side there was just clear space for about five hundred miles, and on the other side the forest separated them from the city. No one would hear them.
Issac held bruises all over his body, for chores he refused to do, for chores he did badly, for taking pity on his victims, for everything he did that the master did not like.
Today Issac was in his room, a simple room with just a bed in it. He had another row with his master and had been abused. He was bleeding from his chest and leg, the master had threw him against the wall and unfortunately was cutting unions, so he used the knife. That was one of the awful things about his master, he had anger management problems, so if he had something dangerous in his hand, like a knife, he would use it.
Issac now thinks back to that time, in the morning, the whole reason he had been so prepared to leave. He'd stayed with his master for a while, so his master had never thought he needed much protection or locks on doors, so escaping was easy. But now that Issac was in a forest alone, he had no idea where to go.
Issac became restless and felt dizzy and sick. He was pale with a fever and his wounds were throbbing. Sitting by a tree he leaned against it, closing his eyes. At least he wouldn't die with the master, thats all he could think optimistically.
The olive toned boy sat at the tree for a while, his eyes tightly shut, his dark slate blue eyes unable to be seen. He had a small figure, and dark brown hair, which was currently a little long to his liking, which went over his eyes in a messy way. When he smiled, Issac had dimples, and it made him look really sweet with the little freckles on his nose, slight light brown freckles all the way from either side of his nose and in between, on the bridge.

((is he in my forest? Cuz the post says a forest... ^^; Ill edit this post once answered kay? ^.^))
I walked towards the exit of my forest, to notice something... Faint? I looked around, and soon I thought to hear something breathing heavily. Maybe the person is hurt... So I went to where I thought the sound to be... And honestly this wasnt what I had suspected. A male sleeping against a tree, obviously not feeling well. My eyes widened for a second, though then they went to normal size again, worry obviously filling them up. I can heal wounds better than any other healer I know, though I do need to clean them else the tissue will just heal around the dirt and so it sticks in. I came closer of course all my senses on guard, maybe he thought I was a threat, when you look like that it shouldnt be that of a wrong guess right? I approached slowly talking softly, to at least come over kind.
'Hello, mister? Please do not shock, I want to help. I am quite the best at healing, though Im younger than most.' I need to feel his temperature, if it is too bad hes got no choice but to be helped by me.

// Yeah he's in your forest \\

Issac was woken up by a lady in front of him. She claimed to want to help him, but he knew better than that, for all he knew, she could be a witch with a poisonous apple in her hand! Springing to his feet he walked backwards until he felt yet another tree against his back.
"Stay away." he said, his voice was not weak, but he had to swallow to keep himself standing. His vision was spinning and he was sweating as he tried everything to keep himself upright.
"I don't want your help." he managed to say as he closed his eyes and then opened them once more, managing to gain proportion of his surroundings.
"Please.." he begged, as he fell to his knee's. "Just go away." he managed to say before his head was in his hands and he stayed silent for an eternity, not looking at her.

// Have to go to dinner sorry! \\

'Sometimes people dont want something, when they actually need it, but are in denial, due to earlier experiences.' I said, in the same soft calm and kind voice. But then again I am a patient one. If he has a fever he will black out, if his wounds are dirty, they will turn scary after a while, and honestly as I said earlier I am patient.
'Well then I am going to sit here. Im not leaving, I am not coming closer either.' I smiled, my elven voice chiming through the forest. I sat down then, in front of him. Indian style. Glad I am wearing a short skirt, long ones dont allow this. I hummed a song as I sat there, trying to calm my own nerves, if someone doesnt want my help when conscience, they could end up making movements that would kill theirselfs. So I sit here.
'If you want to talk, Ill be happy to, and the forest is a nice listener if you dont like the idea of talking to me.' I said my golden eyes closed. Enjoying the silence and my humming.

Issac didn't even check to see if she had gone any closer, he couldn't care less anymore. He was dying, and he knew it. But he didn't care about anything anymore, there was no life left for him, he had no where to live, not one single hope that could keep him fighting in the world, keep him standing, he was too weak. The master not only weakened him physically, but mentally, and emotionally, he's already given up. He knew he should already be leaving the forest, getting as far away as the master's house could possibly be, but right now he knew there was nothing he could do. Before he knew it the sun was going down and he hear the crickets everywhere.
It could have been so long since he'd sat there, but when he checked to see if she was there, she was. He finally started to look at her more closely. Alright, so he had to admit it, she didn't look like a witch with a poisonous apple, but from what he knew the witch had transformed herself into someone else, whether it was another old lady didn't bother her. He stayed where he was and watched her carefully, not saying anything.
She didn't look like a bad person, but no matter how much he wanted to convince himself she was trying to help him, he stayed where he was. The only thing that changed was the silence broken by him, instead of the lady.
"Why do you want to help me? What good would it do for you?" he said. His voice was weak, croaked, and he felt almost dehydrated. He was only getting more pale every minute, and the wind blew, making him tremble in his summer t-shirt. He shivered, holding himself close, sliding his knee's up and hugging them, his chin leaning on them.

((OMG I THOUGHT I HAD REPLIED O.O))
Now getting out of the indian style for the fact I had gotten cramps, ouch, I brushed away some earth off my dress, enjoying the coolness in the forest. I took a good look at him before stretching myself a bit, my arms far above me as I did. Okay I dont stand tall, but who cares, I am an elf, we are smaller than humans. Not so much but easy noticeable. I then opened my eyes, a content smile playing on my face as I heard what he had asked me.
'Because I hate the feeling of not helping, it leaves me with the though of 'if I had done this then' I trained myself to be able to help people, and now I enjoy the feeling of being able to, and not left with the faces of people I couldnt help or save. Waking up with regret isnt a nice feeling, thats why. And of course inspiring other people to think like that too is fun and interesting.' I smiled then. Looking at the curling up boy.
'Mind if I help you?'' I grinned coming closer not really waiting for any kind of an answer. Who cares honestly? IF I would kill him he would be done suffering, and if I help hes saved. Simple as that. Sitting on my knees in front o him, I felt his forehead who was burning. A fever for sure.
'A warm bed and some tea should fix that in a few days.' I stated continueing on treating the poor soul. Using a bit fire bending to make the area around him warmer and more comfortable, I summoned a towel out of nowhere meaning my house.
'Not so bad for a witch huh?' I grinned in a joking matter. Waiting how he would react to all this.

Issac felt a little better, but suddenly didn't trust her when she came much too close! And I really mean this when I said MUCH TOO CLOSE. Issac cringed and tried to move away from her, but she had already used some strange powers which made the air much warmer, despite the fact that the tree's were blowing quite hard in the wind, and a towel made its appearance out of nowhere!
"Get off me!" he shouted, slapping her hands away. "I can understand why you want to help but I don't want it!" he managed to say, trying to stay calm, but his heart was already beating a thousand times a second. The rhetorical question which was meant to be a joke really got him panicking.
"You're a- you're... you're a .. a witch?" he asks, stopping to look at her again.
He got up and started moving far too quickly backwards, tripping on a root in the earth and back his head hard against the ground. He groaned as his hands automatically held his head, squinting even if there was no sun or blind light he glanced back at her. "Please.. just leave me be." he begged, and he could have sworn he was crying, if it weren't for the pain in his head and the rest of his body he wouldn't have let himself cry. He's no weakling, he's faced his master for years, who do people think he is? A kid?
Issac managed to calm down a bit, but he still didn't trust this girl. Grabbing the closest object that could resemble a weapon, he made the gesture that if she came close, he would hit her. Watching her, he stopped panting and put one hand to his head, a muffled groan as a headache started to form.

'Hmm, youre only making it worse this way you know...' I pouted, getting up again.
'Now, now. I dont like to use sleeping spells on restless people, so sit still and let me treat you, okay? The look on your face tells me ur one another who thinks I am a witch, honestly, be creative. I am so much more.' I smiled, making a small twirl one finger in the air and the other at my hip.
'And no I wont leave you be, cause you were there dieing like a hope and helpless piece of wasted space. Now let me help you, you might just prove to be useful if you get a chance.' I said returning to a more serious look on my face as he picked up a bigger branch than the avergae one.
'Dont think you can beat me. At all. Not even when you would be at full conscience and health.' I said giving him a death glare.

Issac really knew he had no way with her, she was simply not going to give up. He was about to tell her he preferred to be brought to sleep when he snapped his mouth shut. He still doesn't trust this girl, at least he needs to watch what he's doing. If he needs to protect himself, he'll use his powers, even though he's already drained and weary.
"Fine.. go ahead," he said, but he was not looking all happily at her, he was glaring. He tightened his grip on his 'like weapon' before throwing it away. That was the only way she'd be convinced he wasn't going to start sprawling as soon as she came nearer.

// Gah D; Sorry.. short post! D:

And dinner\\

((dont bother, u gave me something to work with right? =3))
'I knew that would make you give in. I am going to tell you what I'm doing, since I am used to that. I have more people like you, less serious though but still.' I smiled, glad he threw that away. Honestly, I didnt feel like having a man poking me when I healed him.
'I'm well at healing, but you're wounds need cleaning before I heal them, else your tissue will just close in the infections and that wouldnt make it better.' I said, smiling as the towel flied to my hand.
'Thats why I made the towel show up.' I said as I made the water drench the towel.
'This might sting. want something to bite, or something to hold, my arm is free.' I grimaced
((my dad is annoying, like a flashlight, he goes on and off x.x))

Issac grunted a reply and sat still, and just listened to her instructions and what she was going to do. She wasn't that bad, but he refused to give in to her petty charms, he honestly still believed she was a witch. With his powers, anything was possible!
Alright, so she might be a witch, but she was pretty good at acting nice. She offered him her arm to bite on! Incredible, you never know what witches do these days. He shook his head at the offer, but as soon as she began he regretted it. He squeezed his eyes shut and balled his fists tight, managing to hang in tight.
"You almost done there?" he croaked, barely hanging on to his consciousness.

'Almost, and there you are.' I grimaced... Looking at the bloody towel wasnt something that gives you a whole hearted smile....
'Thanks for the wait. And for holding out all that. I have to say your struggle is worth a compliment, though it wont help you getting a well done.' I grinned continueing on treating,
'Now for the fun part.' I smiled, putting two fingers at my lips and saying an incantation in elven; nothing special happened to see or anything, though the next part would be nice to feel for him. I then drew a rune on his forehead, at which the wounds began closing, emitting a bit of light as they did. Now I did smile wholeheartedly, and brushed again the dust of my skirt.

Issac breathed out in relief as she finally finished the painful part and onto what she called the 'fun' part. Once the fun part happened it felt like something had tickled his soul and he almost giggled, but held onto that, just smiling wildly.
He watched in awe as his wounds started to heal, as he just watched his skin join together without feeling anything but that happy tickling feeling. When it was over, he almost felt like hurting himself and asking her to heal himself again, almost forgetting the painful part.
"Thank you," he said with a nodd and a smile. "Now I am healed, you may leave," he said sternly.

((and your excuse for your late reply is? ^^; I like the idea of having a roleplay with someone who is active enough to tell me they arent going to be >.> Dont take this personal but I didnt quite like this, I worried D:))
'Well unless you want to walk around in bloody clothes and have eyes all around you watching like a hawk, you come with me and take a bath, while I clean your clothes.' I said smiling back as he did, glad he smiled. It suited him more.
'And have something to drink of course because you seem dehydrated to me. My house isnt far away.' I stated, looking at the clear blue sky and the warm shining sun. Without water it would be a hell to walk through. trying to hold back a stiffled yawn with the palm of my hand, failing a bit but at least dont look stupid with a wide open mouth, looking back at him.
'Its your own choice by the way. You dont look like the type that wants gaping people look at him to me though.' I said boringly casually, hoping he would accept my offer because I hate to see blood.

Issac remained silent for a moment, considering the offer.
"Do you promise to let me go forever and always after that?" he asks, as he stares too, at the sky in wonder. It felt like he was going to become yet a slave again for not his master, but this woman. But the idea of water, clean clothes, clean body..! It was like heaven to him.
Issac glances back at her and nods. "Alright fine, but I'm out of here as soon as I have a night's sleep, clean clothes and a shower." he said sternly, and though he knew it sounded rude and unappreciated, he didn't want to seem nice or guilty for what he had blurted out, so without saying anything he turned to her.
"Show me the way." he said and held out his arm.

(( Sorry, I have school etc.. and my internet is failing on me, so when I do have internet I usually use it for the homework I have to do D; Sorry! ))

((Ugh I have a headache from here till where ever.))
'Did I ever hold you captive? I only healed you since you were in my forest, making you my responsibility.' I smiled, enjoying the fact she had company, that he was grumpy didnt matter at all.
'Hmm, youre going to stay the night too? Great! Ill make us some spaghetti then, though I am a vegetarian so dont expect meat.' I grinned, really happy now.
'And its a bath, thats better than a shower.' I said, looking at the outheld arm.... 'What?' I asked, my eyes growing bigger.
'Just follow me...' I said a lot softer blushing as I walked past his hand not answering it at the least, not knowing what to do at all... H ewas a human so he couldnt know but still...!
((Im going to tell you this: Elves their first handtouch is something meant for couples xD So she is uberly surprised at the hand ^^;))

Issac blinked in confusion as the out-stretched hand was refused. He recoiled in confusion, but also turmoil. Had he just been rejected to practically hold a hand? It was just a hand! He noticed her blush and smirked. He shook his head and ran to catch up with her, where she was already talking, despite the fact that she was a little in front of him.
Issac was hardly listening to her as she rambled on, he was so tired. He wasn't even sure if he'd be awake by the time they got to her house, or whether he'd eat anything at all. But what really caught his attention was when she mentioned a strange foreign word.
"What?" he asks, and unsure on whether she would understand what he's asking about, repeated what she said, "Showers and what? What are better than showers?" he asks as a frown is stuck on his face and he glances at her, completely and utterly confused.

'Íts a big big bowl in which you can fit, filled with water and still a showerhead. Its like swimming in hot water, when you put some shampoos and bath gels in it it can feel very nice and smell really good. With foam and bubbles'' I broadly smiled
''Ill prepare it for you, so just stay conscience enough to experience it today okay? I dont do anything without your approvement. Including bathing you! Though if you ask ill be happy to wash your back.' I grinned, knowing he would never come back on me at that offer.
'A lot of stuff are better than showers, you just havent experienced them yét, I have the feeling your life hasnt really started so far.' I said, smiling though keeping a serious tone to it.

Issac nodded as she described it, but he would have to see it himself to understand what she was truly describing, he just couldn't imagine it. Something better than showers? In his master's house, showers were the only escape to true heaven. Not even food was as pleasurable. He shook his head at the thought, this was past, he was going to change his future.
"Well.." he said uncomfortably, "I might fall asleep in the .. ba.. bath." he said, his cheeks flushed, as he had managed to remember the word. Her offer to rub his back was a nice one, but not while in the bath. This offer also just made his flushed face redder, and he responded with nothing, deciding to finally look at his surroundings.
He looked around him, forest all around him, where was her place? She had said it was in her forest.
When she mentioned his past, he remained silent, he wasn't going to talk about that, especially not with her. He had to remember, she was still a witch in his eyes. Silently determined to keep that thought, he dismissed it for the time being and glanced at her.
"Are we almost there?" he asks, looking around, determined to find some sort of civilization, but all around him it was just tree's. It was almost dark, and the wind was picking up. He shivered.

'Dont worry, if you stay in a bit to long Ill knock on the door. Ill use some magic to wake you up, so dont worry about me coming in or anything.' she smiled, happy she could help someone who was easy to please, though this of course too meant he wasnt used to things as comfortable as a bath, but hes a visitor, not a suspect or something.
'We should be there after a few trees, they are old and healthy so its hard to find my house if unguided.' she smiled, her voice soft and calm.
'I love this place, its all so natural. So pure and calm. Unlike cities, and all the sins humans go with.' she whispered.

Issac nodded a reply, sternly looking ahead. He just wanted to sit by a cosy fire, he was cold, and had a little bit of a headache, after all, its not everyday someone heals you rapidly.
Her comment about the city made him stay silent, that's where he'd dreamed to live, every night in his master's house. Issac just nodded at her opinion, but said nothing about his own, and sure enough, like she had described, the tree's were suddenly older but healthier, and if he looked closely, he could see the house in range.
"That's it right?" he asks, pointing at a bunch of tree's, meaning the house that lay behind them.

she looked at him for a moment, a small smile gracing her face for a moment, before looking forward where he had pointed.
'Yup. Thats it.' she smiled happy to see her home. Her warm, nice wooden warm home, with herbs hanging around the home to make it smell nice, awesome to paint myself of as a witch but that could care less... right...? She looked around for a moment, and at the clouds too...
'Looks like it will rain for a while. Its windy too.' she stated, looking at the sky for a moment. Lets hope it wouldnt continue for too long, else the plants would drown and me being an elf doesnt like drowned plants, or died once having lived elements....

Issac gave a curt nodd, and murmured, "Alright," as he walked up to the door, waiting for her to go in first, after all, it was her house, and not his. Being a slave he knew his manners very well.
"Gladly we've already arrived, I wouldn't want to face any more bad weather!" he exclaimed, a slight sad smile.

(( Sorry for the delay and short post ))