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Stay Away... Words I Can't Obey [Wavikz and Staria RP]
Stay Away... Words I Can't Obey -Spin off story from Can We Escape this Nightmare of Ours? based on Nieko and Tura- |
Menewsha Name: Staria
Name: Flutura (but prefers being called 'Tura) Age:3167 Gender: Female Race: Immortal Were-cat Personality: To combat her guilt and self loathing she has tried to make herself in different to everything and buried much of her emotion deep within. She hides behind this mask, often staring into space and ignoring everyone. She’s kinda sarcastic as well when she speaks. Still… she is an optimistic person and once she cares for someone will come out of her shell… Getting her to care is the thing…Butterflies seem to make her smile for some reason. Powers: Speak to/control animals, know what animals feel. Channel an animal and gain abilities based upon them. (I.e. channel a fish and she can breath under water, channel a bird and she can fly, channel a bison she gets super strong etc.). Cast spells Weakness: When ever an animal is in pain/dies she feels it as if it were her…through this she has experienced death many times and it’s driven her a little crazy. The guards have discovered this and use it to torture her… To cast spells she has to be able to speak and/or move her hands (some spells require either/or while some require both, depends on the difficulty) Side: neutral, Just doesn’t give a damn anymore Bio/History: She was born a human in medieval Europe to a witch named Tabitha, her father was said to be some kind of forest nymph or even demon but no one really knows for sure. The inhuman nature of her father seems likely, however, as she has an innate connection with all leaving beasts and has not aged since her mid twenties…though it could be her ultimate transformation that caused the later. One day she was walking in the forest and happened upon a strange creature… like a black cat but far to large. Before she could move she felt herself attacked, bitten by the creature. Due to her inhuman half it did not transform her into a normal were-cat like it should have but instead trapped her in a form neither human or cat. The next few years trying to conquer the hungry beast within her, for on full moons she found out the hard way that a were-cat is much like the legend of the werewolf, are a blur. She killed and ate many, including her own mother who even with all her spell power fell to Flutura. Though now she is fully capable of controlling this beast she has almost lost it a couple times… most recently almost killing a man who happened to be fairly important… this has ended up with her at the asylum for her ‘violent rages’. At first she fought to try and escape but ultimately… she gave up as all they had to do was take an animal or two, put it in range, and kill it to temporarily knock her out… Appearance/Looks: X *note, she only has fur on her ears and tail, the rest of her skin simply matches the same shade of ebony fur. She also no longer has the blades just the empty sheathes as oddly enough the guards decided they didn’t like her having them after her first escape attempt XD. Other: She still gets…hungry on a full moon so pissing her off during that time of the month is not recommended |
[IMGRIGHT]http://i46.tinypic.com/2149svr.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]Menewsha Name: Wavikz
Name: Nieko Colte Age: 28 since last rebirth, but technically is over 3000 years old Gender: Male, but if often mistaken for a female Race: Fire Ninja Personality: : A tad too girly at times, Nieko can’t help but love shopping and playing dress-up. To make things worse, he has a very feministic look. Checking him out from behind, you’d swear he’s a girl, but once he spins around, you’ll notice he’s not a “hot babe.” (Ha ha, poor Nieko-kun!) But looks aside, Nieko’s one powerful foe. And yet, for as strong as he is, he never uses all his strength. Stamina and speed are his things. He’s not strong, but since she’s speedy he packs quite the punch. He’s kind hearted and very passionate in all he does (and yet his a masochist!). Nieko is very opinionated and will often argue against a point he has firm beliefs on. He doesn’t like to be proven wrong or take no for an answer, but he does know when to back down. All and all, he’s one hell of a guy. But don't let his soft looks and gentle side fool you. If they do, you'll be dead. Nieko is actually an assassin for hire and can kill without any thought. Powers: He can breath, spit, throw, block, deflect, whip, and control fire. He can also transform into a large fiery bird. Nieko can also transform into a simple hawk (he often uses this as a disguise). Weakness: Water. He is defenseless against water attacks, floods, and anything else. Luckily, he can always fly away, but it'll still hurt him. Side: Bad Bio/History: Nieko is a servant to a man he's not going to be revealing. But, with his lord away, Nieko figured why not get himself a job. After realizing not many people hire assassins, Nieko went on a trip. Flying about, he soon came to the asylum. With a large devious look on his face, Nieko sent down a rain of fire. Landing within the walls, Nieko swiftly moved about in his mission to find the owner. Passing Kage's spot, Nieko practically growled and vowed he'd kill the 'damn punk,' one day. Making his way to the boss' layer, Nieko filled out some paperwork and within seconds was given a uniform. Only, he turned it down saying, "I'll either fight like this, or I'll kill you all." Cold-hearted as always, Nieko ended up winning his 'bargaining.' When walking about the place, the wannabe escapees seem to just ignore him. After all, Nieko doesn't look like a real threat. Only, if they should try to escape, Nieko will prove them otherwise. He's not one to unleash hell, but he'll get close as the jaded male loves to make those that disobey him... suffer. So, escapees, do your best to avoid Nieko or he might be the last thing you'll ever hear, breath, and see. Other: His flames are green in color, and he often fights with dual fire swords, a katana, a pistol, shuriken, and, of course, fire. Although, Nieko is a skilled assassin, so he can turn pretty much anything into a weapon. |
‘Tura was standing in the hall, staring outward at a window in thought. She came here to think often, simply because her cell didn’t have one. The grounds were well kept so it was a good view….after all the asylum had to keep outside appearances as it pretended to be a place of healing and treatment rather then the torture and confinement it was. She hadn’t bothered to look at it in a while but now she was simply to distract herself. HE was here… so she wasn’t sure what to do with it. Love was a double edged sword even outside these walls, in here it was deadly.
((sorry for the crappy start post but didn't know what to put XD.)) |
A pair of arms wrapped around the female standing beside the window. Stroking her cheek with the backside of his hand, Nieko planted a gentle kiss on the base of her neck. With his hand still caressing the side of her face, Nieko's free hand danced down her spin until it rested on her behind. Shifting it over to the left so it was in a more comfortable position, Nieko laid his hand to rest.
Cupping the side of her hips just right, Nieko was sure Tura, or as he liked to call her Turie, could fell the pulse coming from his thumb. His nose wrinkled as he moved his hands to form an 'X' over her body. "So do you still not want to be with me? Or have I won you over so that you'll stop telling me to 'stay away.' His nose sank down and settled near her collar bone. "Please stop shutting me out Turie. Please, please let me help you. If you won't let me help you, at least let me love you undying and without an interrogation afterward." As his brows came together to form a confused look, Nieko's nose twitched some. Sneezing, Nieko snuffled in and looked slyly at Tura. "What? I'm allergic to your rejection of me." Winking, the male twirled a strand of her hair in his hands. Before releasing and running away, he placed a kiss on her cheek. "Na-na, come and catch this slick ninja if you can!" Taking off down the hallways, Nieko wormed his way past the empty cells before hiding beside a barrel and a wall. He absolutely loved playing hide-and-go-seek with her. This time he knew he'd win - he usually lost as he'd giggle. Nieko figured he'd take her by surprise and then make a break for her cell - the safe place. |
Tura tensed slightly as she suddenly felt herself surrounded by the arms of a male though she quickly relaxed as she realized just who it was. She should have expected him to find her here but she hadn’t. His touch… no matter how she fought it the feeling of it always reached to her core, leaving her breathless, impassioned and pleasantly warm. Resisting this touch was like a feather trying to resist a windstorm. The simple kiss of her neck and stroking caused her to close her eyes and whimper softly with pleasure.
Shivering slightly at the cupping of her hip she looked away, not wanting him to see the loneliness and longing in her gaze. “You can’t help me… not here” She whispered softly, not wanting him to be put in danger. Powerful people had put her here and powerful people meant to keep her here. There was no way out… and no where to hide. Still, even as he said this she couldn’t help but melt a little at the kiss of her cheek as always, his touch seeming to soothe her inner demons if only for a moment. Sighing she watched him as he ran, half smiling a moment. Honestly she would simply follow his scent but pretend o look around absently. He just looked so happy and like he was having so much fun… she couldn’t disturb that. She peeked into an empty cell once she knew she was in sight, pretending to look in there. |
((THAT IS CRUEL! XD))
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(how >.>...?))
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Nearly breaking into a giggly fit of laughter, Nieko slowly began his creep forward. Nearly on top of her, he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're a cheater!" His hand flew up to his forehead as he began to stage his dramatic conclusion. "You no only hear me, but you can smell me. That is pure cheating! So we're going to have to put earmuffs on you and a clothespin on your nose!"
He let out a much needed laugh. "What? Do you want to be known as the asylum cheater?" ---------- ((Meh, sorry it's short. I'm about to step into a meeting.)) |
The truth was she more then smelled him… she found his scent intoxicating because she’d already tasted his flesh and the were in her ached for it again. This was a fact, however, she never intended to let him know. Instead as he spoke she turned, giving him a soft smile and shrugging gently. “strangely I don’t think anyone else in the asylum cares…” She responded with a smirk, watching him a moment in thought. He always seemed so happy… she couldn’t help but enjoy that.
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“What kinda answer is that!” Nieko said uncrossing his hands and letting them dangle loosely by his sides. “Just because no one else cares doesn’t mean you shouldn’t! Cheating and lying are bad in my book. Murder is okay. Assassinating millions, now that’s awesome.” Winking, he let his nose wrinkle up against as he side stepped away from her.
“Now seeing that you’re a cheater, I have to ask… who else? If you cheat in simple fun games, you must cheat in life. So who is this punk? I’m gonna rip ‘m to shreds!” Just as he was about to place a tender kiss on her neck, a fellow guard approached. “Revolt in the kitchen. Assistance is required.” “Oi. Must I do everything?” “Well, you are the ex-soldier.” “True.” “…” “Well don’t just stand there! Get a move on! I’ll be there in a few.” As the guard run out of sight, Nieko rolled his eyes. “I’m surrounded by idiots.” Looking at Turie, he added "Care to join me?" |
Tura put her hands in her pockets, watching him a moment. She looked away as he mentioned murder, her own guilt at the murders she committed briefly rising before she suppressed it. She needed to ignore that feeling…it would serve her little use now. She just had to make sure that it never happened again. It was simple as that.
As he joked about cheating she looked at him with a bewildered expression. Let someone else touch her willingly? She’d be more likely, and more willing, to bite of their hand first…not that it had stopped a couple rapist guards that passed through over the years, something which she had no intention of revealing to Nieko as she didn’t know what he’d do. “All I’d do is watch…” She said quietly in answer to the final question, a simple honest answer. Just because she had given up on escape long ago and come to accept that she belonged here didn’t mean she sympathized with the guards job. She understood the escapees and even half wished some of them would succeed.. ”Not to mention it might look strange….They understand playing with prisoners but not sure they’d understand that. ” |
((D'awww, now he's gonna cry!))
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(awww why T.T))
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Her words hit him like a set of flying daggers. Each one stabbing him a bit farther. If being with him was really that boring and troublesome, then perhaps he should just resign. But he was still to follow orders of his lord. Rolling his eyes, Nieko parted with the female before him.
Stepping down the dirty halls, he veered left some to take a side corridor to the kitchen area. Each step he took seemed to grown stronger and full of more disgust. Perhaps he had changed too much and she was unwelcoming to his more friendly and lighthearted demeanor. He sighed as he flipped through a broken archway. The click-clicking of his boots against the pavement echoed down the hall, but seemed to bounce back as it hit the white wall that he now stood before. A light flick of a switch cause the wall to separate and Nieko took his step instead. The backside of the kitchen was rather well kept. Yes there were messes here and there and the occasional infestation of roaches and mice. Nothing Nieko wasn't used to seeing especially in a place such as this. As he stepped over a pile of rubbish he couldn't help but wonder if perhaps Turie was joking. Maybe he should go back and check on her. Nah, he figured it was too late now to make up for his rude behavior. I shall cook her a romantic meal tonight. His head nodded in agreement to his mental comment. Stepping into the dreary room with the dim lighting, Nieko saw a group of men sparring. With a light grunt, Nieko stepped right into the fight. Pulling the two men apart, he tossed one aside and then left the other in his hand. "This is it. I gave you your three warnings. Now, you shall burn." Just as he spoke, a green flame jumped about the man's body. Engulfing in flames, Nieko threw the now burning man aside. The sickly scent of flesh burning filled the room as he watched the fire spread about the room. As it destroyed the bones and other disgusting remains, Nieko's heels clicked together. "Let this be a warning. If you disobey me, death shall come." Storming from the hall, he began his long walk back to his office. He had... paperwork to fill out. Killing someone was punishable by imprisonment, but seeing that this would be the forth violation placed against him, death was permitted, so at least that's how Nieko saw it. |
((That’s not what she meant T.T))
Tura blinked as he rolled his eyes, uncertain. She didn’t see any reason to go with him to fight some prisoners and put down a few rebels. Not to mention the other guards might find it strange and get suspicious. Sighing she whispered softly “stay safe.” meaning it dearly. She wasn’t sure she could take his death a second time… Turning she would walk to her room and sit on the bed, staring down at her feet in thought. Perhaps she should have gone just to watch over him… but to sit there through the cruelty of the other guards she was sure would be there…Laying down she put her hands over her face, so complicated! |
((Sorry, I wasn't actually finished. So i'll be adding more. I was pulled aside. So yeah, I'm done until later. Sorry, I'll fix my reply when I can.))
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((awww okay *huggles* have fun wavi ^.^))
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With the quill still wet from the black ink he'd just used, Nieko decided that perhaps he'd write in his journal, you know to finish up the ink. Pulling it out from the hidden drawer, Nieko jotted down the date as well as his thoughts for the day. Turie still seems to dislike me, yet I can't shake the feeling that with every moment I spend with her, her heart comes closer to mine. In time, my love, we shall be together as one.
Pushing himself from his wooden seat, Nieko began his patrol stroll. Heels still clicking as he moved about the halls, he smiled as he approached a very familiar destination. "Well hello there miss, you look a bit sad. Would you happen to be free and want to join this officer on his daily patrol?" Extending a hand out to Tura, Nieko smiled his graceful smile. "I'd appreciate it if you'd actually join me this time." |
‘Tura had been so deep in thought she nearly jumped, even her were senses seeming to have been affected. She gave him an uncertain smile but slowly stood, debating inwardly a moment. Nodding she took his hand, deciding this would be alright. After all he could just say he was escorting her somewhere…. That should be safe right?
In truth, not that she’d admit it to herself, she just wanted to go. Of course it was foolish, dangerous, and unnecessary to go on a patrol with him. Still, she couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if someone tried to escape…Could she really stand there and help neither party? With any other guard yes, easily. But with Her Nieko…No with Nieko, she couldn’t call him hers. |
Walking down and peeking into cells, Nieko began to grow bored. "This job is boring some day. No action equals no fun." Sighing as he continued on, he couldn't help but wonder what Tuna was thinking. "You've been silent lately. What's wrong, love? Or... is it me? I mean, I'm trying to help you remember me and trust me, but I'm still staying far enough away so that you won't hurt me. I know you won't, but still... you seem to have this made up in your mind that you will."
Slipping past some of his follow guards, Nieko led his Tuna out into the 'garden' the asylum had. He took a seat on one of the bunches and patted his lap (it was his way of getting her to sit on him). Ruffling his own hair, Nieko's jade eyes danced up toward the sky. Wind picking up his hair some, the slender male went back to staring at Tura. "Please baby, tell me what's wrong." |
Tura couldn’t help but be glad that he hadn’t found any action, hadn’t made her take that choice.. She said nothing, however, until he spoke. With what he said it wasn’t as if she could stay silent without him simply deciding more was wrong. So bothersome… how was she supposed to say apathetic and uncaring with him being like that? Really…
Hesitating she sat on his lap, though she knew she shouldn’t. Touching one strand of his hair she gazed at it with that distant expression she’d worn so often, deep in thought. “I’m a cat in a cage, and need to stay one…How are you going to deal with that I wonder?” She finally asked by way of her answer. She wasn’t sure…. |
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((I'd like it to be simply because i love roleplaying with you but I understand if you do not. ^.^ we can start a different one for us if you arren't interested in this one anymore))
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((Oh no, we need some NiekoxTuna. Oo; It's a good thing Nieko hates cats. LMAO! Okay, that's going to make for an interesting twist. Lol))
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