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Post by Culmir on Dec 7, 2006 19:43:16 GMT 1
Culmîrs anger turned into rage slowly as she heard Dracafreys words, to her it sounded like a mockery that she hadn't been able to pull the sword out at once and his last words were even more harsh. Why wouldn't she be able to hold the sword, she wasn't as weak as he though she was and she'd make sure he'd not forget that either. Eyes blazing still the redhead pulled on the sword which came more and more out of the tree the more she pulled and tugged until it finally broke free and fell down with a thud onto the moss under the tree. Glaring at the katana Culmîr bend to pick it up, it wasn't as light as it used to have been and it didn't feel the same again now that she knew something dark had happened to it. Raising the sword with some difficulty the redhead reached for the sheath that hung on her hip and sheathed the sword into the sheath with a soft hissing sound
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Post by Dracafrey on Dec 7, 2006 19:52:18 GMT 1
Dracafrey had vanished from the fields near the forest and sat by the well in town. Sensing the power of the sword had finally been removed from the tree that it had been lodged in.
"Hmm, I wonder if she can even hold a sword with that much power and evil in it. I wonder if it will consume her, or if it will be controlled."
Laughing very slightly as he thought of what he last said.
"Heh, there is no way to control it, it will consume her atleast some, if the sword approves she is worthy enough to handle the sword. Only time will tell."
As he scooped a hand in the well and drank a little bit of water as he waited.
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Post by Culmir on Dec 7, 2006 20:08:39 GMT 1
The minute Culmîr sheathed the katana a faint whispering voice exploded into her head making her cringe slightly at the words that were being whispered to her, evil plans about how to kill everyone in the village and how she could find a way back to her home, her real home. A slight grin appearing on Culmîrs face as she relished in the visions the katana was feeding into her brain, images of her loathed enemies being brutalised and maimed so severely they begged to be killed only to be denied it and tortured even more. Smirking the redhead walked back to the village
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Post by Dracafrey on Dec 7, 2006 20:13:36 GMT 1
Dracafrey grinned slightly as he saw Culmir's figure walking in the distance towards the village. Noticing the red glow that was only visible to him from the sword eminate around her body.
"Hmm, so she has the sword...good" as he smiled.
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Post by Culmir on Dec 7, 2006 21:56:45 GMT 1
Culmîr grinned still as she sauntered back into the village her hips swaying slightly as she was still receiving evil thoughts from the sword attached to her hip. Her golden eyes sparkling a little as she rested her hand on the hilt of her sword, her eyes then moving towards the figure that was sitting on the rim of the well. Walking towards him the redhead smiled a little at Dracafrey "surprised?" she asked softly
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Post by Dracafrey on Dec 11, 2006 3:23:35 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked and chuckled lightly watching Culmir approach him and brag about what she had done thinking she thought he didnt think she could do it.
"No I knew you would be able to hold it Culmir, I know a lot about you. I know the evil y possess inside of you. But I never said you wouldnt be able to hold it, I said are you going to be able to control the power it has...or is it going to overcome you."
Grinning as he watched her, seeing her reactions as the evil from the katana still leeched into her body and gave her deadly evil thoughts.
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Erumara
Dec 12, 2006 19:20:12 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 12, 2006 19:20:12 GMT 1
Culmîr was having a hard time concentrating on the words that Dracafrey was saying to her as more images of blood and maiming crept into the redheads head. Blinking the lithe Venusian shook her head slightly and concetrated on Dracafreys words as she ignored the images of what she could do to the man "I'll be stronger than it" she said, holding her head high
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Erumara
Dec 12, 2006 19:24:39 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 12, 2006 19:24:39 GMT 1
Dracafrey chuckled lightly at Culmir's responce. His eyes lookingover her intently watching her struggle with the energy.
"You cant be stronger then it. Nothing is stronger then it. If you were meant for it, it will merge with you, and if it wasnt meant for you, It will kill you"
Grinning slightly as he watched her suffer through the pain of the evil in the sword.
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Erumara
Dec 12, 2006 19:45:27 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 12, 2006 19:45:27 GMT 1
Culmîr glared at Dracafrey as she clenched her teeth a little, her golden eyes narrowing a little as she listened to him "Well then I better be made for it then won't I" she said mockingly as she looked cooly at the man
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Erumara
Dec 12, 2006 19:54:57 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 12, 2006 19:54:57 GMT 1
Dracafrey grinned at her as he then stood up from the well. Turning slightly as he was about to walk away, he turned his head at her seeing that her teeth were clenched together from the pain she was suffering.
"Don't worry, you'll survive. I wouldnt have given you it if you would of died. So when the transfer is complete, come find me and we will test your new found powers."
Smirking slightly as he finished his last sentence as he began to walk off once again.
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Erumara
Dec 12, 2006 20:12:00 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 12, 2006 20:12:00 GMT 1
Culmîr grumbled softly, the pain in her head was killing her, the voice that had exploded in her mind just seemed to grow more strong with every second that ticked away, gritting her teeth still she held her head high until she couldn't see Dracafrey anymore. Groaning a little the redhead placed her hand lightly onto her head as she turned as well, walking towards her own house as she figured a bath might help some to get rid of the pain she felt. Sauntering back into her little cosy house the redhead unclipped the sword from around her belt and took the naginata off her back with a soft clicking sound, the voices didn't diminish when she took off the belt but did seem to lose some vocal strength. Walking into her bathroom the redhead filled up her bath slowly by heating up water in her kitchen on her stove and then pouring it into her sink bathtub. After it was full the Venusian pulled out a small vile from one of her cabinets and dropped a few drops of the red liquid into her bath, the scent of an unfamiliar flower filling the air almost immediatly as Culmîr closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of one of the Venusian flowers. Sighing when some of the pain but not all seemed to fade away a little, though the voices were still there. Stripping all her clothes the redhead sunk into her bath breathing in deeply when the warm water surrounded her body and filled her body with heat again. Only noticing now that she had been freezing cold. mmm'ing softly the redhead closed her eyes, breathing in the fumes of the flower slowly and deeply as she ignored the roaring of voices and images in her mind
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Erumara
Dec 13, 2006 15:34:02 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 13, 2006 15:34:02 GMT 1
Dracafrey walked the streets of the village for quite a while before he left and went to his second safe house. One that was not founded by anyone yet, and which sat near a crystal like lake. He walked into his ordinary looking house, closing and locking the door behind him to prevent any unwelcome intruders in. As he walked through the house slowly looking over things to see if anything was out of place. Hmm'ing to himself as everything seemed to be as he had left it, removing his cloak and hanging it near the front door. As he then made his way for the kitchen to get a cold refreshing drink.
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Erumara
Dec 13, 2006 18:57:19 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 13, 2006 18:57:19 GMT 1
As much as Culmîr tried, she couldn't make the voices in her head stop, as much as she tried to ignore them the louder they seemed to get and more violent their words became. It was driving the redhead close to insanity but she kept Dracafreys words in mind not allowing herself to be driven to a point of surrender by the voices because she knew that if she would give up somehow she'd die. Getting up out of her cooled down bathtub the Venusian moved to dry herself off and pull some clean clothes on, as much as she didn't like the idea of once again having to wash her favourite catsuit while trying to keep it wrinkle free but she didn't have much choice in the matter. After drying herself the redhead moved towards her closet, slipping into a silver catsuit, a black belt looping around her waist once more for the woman to secure her weapons too, also sliding a black headband into her hair before she turned her golden eyes onto the katana on her bed. Moving towards it she snarled at the sword 'Time we talked about this' she thought bitterly, a silent laugh replying in her head 'There's nothing to talk about' a metally voice said in her mind as Culmîr looked a little startled 'I'm sure we can make a compromise' the redhead thought as she sat down on her bed, glaring at the sword still without blinking 'no' the reply came. Culmîr sighed 'well tough luck' she thought 'you need someone to bother with those images of yours and really, I'm the only one willing to wield a katana around here' she thought bitterly at the sword, the silence was the only reply she got.
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Erumara
Dec 13, 2006 19:40:25 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 13, 2006 19:40:25 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked as he finished his drink of cold water. Sensing that Culmir is having difficulties with the sword.
"Heh heh heh"
As he then left the kitchen and headed up the staircase in the hallway. Walking into one of the bedrooms on the top floor, which had desks and papers scattered everywhere.
"Well lets get some more research done."
Sitting down at one of the desks that had books and pieces of paper on it.
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Erumara
Dec 14, 2006 16:45:01 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 14, 2006 16:45:01 GMT 1
Culmîr sat down next to the katana still, her fingers grazing over the sheath gently and lightly as she mumbled soft words to it, soothing and pleading with it as the voice inside still remained silent. Hmm'ing softly the redhead grasped the hilt tightly, immediately the voice started again 'What are you doing?' it asked with a metal tinge to its tone 'Putting you in the closet since you won't cooperate anyway' Culmîr replied as she picked up the sword and walked towards the closet 'You can't do that' the reply came 'why not?' the venusian asked in her head as she opened the closet and shifted some things so the katana would have enough room 'I'm not meant to be stuck in a closet' the voice said somewhat reluctant 'we could do great things together' the voice whispered quietly. Culmîr smirked a little 'really, not if you won't let me do anything and keep shoving these images into my mind' she huffed as she placed the sword into the closet. Grumbling sounded in Culmîrs head as she heard the sword utter a curse 'Fine, have it your way, just don't stuff me in this closet!' the voice boomed. Satisfied the redhead took a hold of the hilt once more, clipping the sword to the belt around her waist as she pulled a slender hand through her fire coloured locks, waling out of her house, humming softly.
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