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The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] Author Message Shizuo Gremlin 2011-09-01 Joined : 2387 Posts : 13 Karma : 21 Age : Google Maps Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (59000/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 1 Subject: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 14/11/2014, 8:53 am VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A "..Hiriko My Child come here , i have found someone suitable to be ur own personal guard." A female voice would say using her connection with the rakshasha to beckon her forth, as the skies seemed to be dimmer then usual in the chaya nation palace. The central heart of the thralling nation which was growing day by day thanks to the one known as Inami Asthavon the queen of brutes. But the voice she had used was strange, the words where also suprising. Seeing as the demon queen had been trying to find the girl someone who was interesting.. worth it. And someone could correctly stand for her childs needs. Many had tried and many had failed.. and she had been about to give up until a few days ago, having found the proper guard for the heir and elder princess of chaya nations throne. Her voice echoing outwards as she would say slowly her voice coming out as she grinned lounging in her room, checking her nails as the saturn system was moving in the background ninsun sitting on a chair giving status updates on one of the vast rooms walls. Now though the queen had directly said to her favorite daughter, the one who she had gone through many hardships to be able to be happy with. "..He's a ancient one, a brute.. he is the most brutal man.. i have ever laid my eyes on. Where i found him.. Let me give you a flashback.. of what i saw there." Inami would say sending a mental image over, the sun was gleaming in the sky of a burnt out world, there was many many bodies, blood, heads.. bones.. A pile of bones atleast half a mile high, filled with atleast 10 million fold demons of differentiating power.. A gigantic skeleton of a great beast lingering in the hills. there was nothing but death and carnage. The queen of Chaya had been looking for a hang out in the outworlds of the demon world, but instead found this land which was only full of dead bodies. She hadn't seen anything like this. Even through the memory her own child probably could have sensed the fear that had momentarily run through her mothers veins probably. As she picked her way over all the dead bodies, and looked through every crack looking for the one who had actually caused this. She kept looking and looking. Her daughter could probably sense the queens aprehension even in the memory. She had quickly raised her energy to draw out the latent spirit. However.. the thing was? As the queen of demons was looking around even in memory form the palpable skipping of a beat of her metaphorical heart was easy to comprehend. Given a feeling of cold steel had been behind the demon queens back, the burnt out sun flickering still from where it hung while then the memory would glitch out. From there even through the way the queen held herself? It could be transferred that she was still deeply unsettled from what had happened. Which was why she would slowly have said.. "..Go to the throne room he will be arriving shortly.. im going to rest some.." [/center [center]Template By: [THEFROST] Cookies The Cookie 2011-08-07 Joined : 1703 Posts : 11 Karma : 24 Age : Cookie Jar Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (17560/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 2 Subject: Re: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 14/11/2014, 12:33 pm VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 678
Keep the formalities away, in such a time in Hell, just as always, a young girl sat above her chair, monitoring the conditions of the real world and 'sinners' that may seem to be fit of punishment to her own bare hands, alone with no guidance for someone to look after her for, it was the greatest moment of peace wihout the disturbance of others, a peace that echoes the land beautifully even in such a hellish place, the screams of these prisoners, locked up in their chains and their looks of agony and regret of their wrongdoings. It was hard to simply arouse her for such simple pain since it was almost an everyday occurance in Hell for it to happen, so it was easy to simply take it wihout much to care about. Her small stature was like that of a child's when she swung her legs above the chair she sat on, and the only one who was ever in that very layer was none other than Hiriko. Hardly to speak, she is half-breed of both Russians and Japanese races, however, their identities are unknown to her until now.
The peaceful scenery was soon cut off from her mind when a voice sprung and echoed her layer as it wishes, a familiar voice of a woman, it was hard to speak of in being a delicate but enough to conceive her as Hiriko's 'mother', while indirectly between their relationships as mother and daughter, they were bound by flesh and blood upon that day when they have met. Calling her to the palace within the Chaya Nation, located around Chaos Point where they have established their Headquarters. Such situation was uncalled for, but seeing her tone to speak in such a manner, despite the annoyance of having a 'personal bodyguard', which she never wanted to have nor will she ever want one, a disturbance and a hindrance to her personal life, all she could do was to shake her head and at least attend of what she was called for, and see what is in store from Inami. Her body slowly grew static, turning dark red in tone of its color before 'shutting apart' like a television being turned off, body breaking to pieces like datas floating apart from her current position before meeting midway of her body, vanishing as her body soon reconstructed its existence in the likes of the palace, and as one may know, it is very much a teleportation method among Rakshasas, and since she never really used this ability much to her own convenience, it becomes an easy strain for her to use it since even to calculate the location and relocate the exact position where Inami's spiritual energy may be before warping there from Hell to the Chaya Nation, was a hefty work. It doesn't exhaust her too much spiritually, but it did put some strong effort to her physical body.
The speak of 'brutal man' makes it sound like some sexual references, but she wasn't in the mood for jokes as well. A quick flash from the mental images she was given from Inami was a headache since it was rough to willingly experience it wihout mentally shielding herself from any possible attacks, however, it seems that a small 'order' was given to enter the throne room and wait for this 'brute bodyguard' that made it sound like its going to be fairly boring just by meeting him. Sighing lightly, she shook her head in agreement and took her steps into the throne room like an obedient girl she should be, taking her small and gentle steps. She was never looking foward in such facts, her quiet eyes and silence would follow her even when in this throne, as if her meeting with Inami happened long ago and became formally.. silent after their meeting, that it seems like meeting a stranger flicks her switch better than anything else when she finds them interesting. Either way, it'll be like a typical day of arrangements for 'bodyguards'. Hopefully, it doesn't ruin her expectations.
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Subject Post 3 Subject: Re: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 14/11/2014, 2:17 pm VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A Slowly the doors would open inwards, as a sound comparable to rolling thunder swept through the room. The deep grating sound of the doors which grated against the palace's unknown floor being absolutely deafening. He didn't mean too but as the castle, seemed to shudder the doors would both collectively break falling down. A fine ribbon of fissures spreading out from the epicenter of the impact site, while a single figure seemed to loom in the doorway. A figure garbed in the uncomprehensible shade known as black, who's armor clanked like a thousand guns going off at once. He didn't seem to move just yet, his head shifting up with the screech of metal looking upon the princess, eyes narrowing slightly under his full-helm. He would have thought to himself, and himself alone; his voice resonating from beneath his helmet as he seemed to be in no hurry what-so ever. "..Is this the princess? .. Or is it.. another test..?" "..Are you the elder princess?" He'd ask, his foot coming unglued from the pavement, moving off then ground then pressing down on the marble tile. The audible crunch would be explanation enough of what inami had meant by.. "He's a brute". Some steam being let off from his mouth while he let out a breath, his weight bearing down on the floor in full; causing what would look like cracks to spread through the entire throne room. One foot after the other the individual had made his way inside, all that echoed his steps would be thunderous hollow thuds, much like a massive bell which has had its sound warped from some outside force. Suddenly, then there would be this kind of.. "Air" about him. Light finally being able to hit his armor as only then the redspots would show, dried blood encrusting him from head to toe. While Blackheart seemed to stay still only advancing a few paces, further from his previous destination. His eyes shifting as he seemed to be sizing up the princess he was to guard. He wasn't saying anything, nor did he feel the need to say anything. Instead he would continue to let his eyes drift there looking around at the girls features. A supressed hostility lingering in his posture, and in his very sense of self he was giving off. He wasn't even needing to say much given he would then allowed his body to stoop, one knee bending down while his right arm made a very practiced but imformal sweeping motion. Knee and arm would reach their destination at the same time, as he was kneeling. Bowing at a slight angle, showing his rigidity because of the fact that just the action of his knee coming in contact with the floor would, well have dented it in grinding the surface to dust below his knee. His Voice filling the room, albiet being a tad "Dry" given his lack of really ever using it with some semblance of regularity. "Hello Anyways, I am Blackheart Gremory. Demon of the east. Davana Of the Fist; Your new body guard. Unless.. you think im not up to the task of course milady. In which case.. you can just see how strong i am with ur own two eyes" , He finished still bowing because he hadn't been told he could "rise" yet. Of course this meant he could easily be ambushed.. but the fact was in all truth? Blackheart wasn't the kind to care, if he was attacked then he would defend himself. He had no problem nor any qualms with that, that was just a rule he went by. So as his body remained there, in the same calm pose he would await the verdict, each aspect of his demeanor respectful. But still retaining a wild edge that would probably keep the Princess guessing.. as to just exactly.. how strong he was. Cookies The Cookie 2011-08-07 Joined : 1703 Posts : 11 Karma : 24 Age : Cookie Jar Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (17560/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 4 Subject: Re: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 15/11/2014, 9:48 am VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: 911
Creaking sounds of the door, thunderous roar that stumbles upon the throne room would only appear with nothing more than a sturdy figure, obviously a male due to how greatly built it was when this young being took its rough steps into this room as rough as it could be. It was hard to pick out any interesting facts of this so-called 'bodyguard', considering the reaction given by Inami, it seems like he is a very much a strong individual that may vanguish any obstacles standing in their way, a one hell of a beast that she has no idea how she had tamed this armored, young being that stomped into the room delicately, before leaving off a trace of aura that never had perked her interests at all, since Hiriko had seen more than just a few pickled auras during her days in Hell, this troublesome and 'mystery-like' aura given off to keep others guessing, very much a similiar trait to the likes of her own Hell Beast, Kagetane, that even herself does not even know what he was thinking no matter what harsh punishment awaits. Her eyes was never showing a displeasing figure, only to leave a blank stare in this quiet room that Inami had promptly asked her to in order to meet this so-called 'brute'. She was never interested in such a meeting for a personal bodyguard at all, considering that she has Kagetane to keep her company, there is no reason to have another hindrance to follow her as if he were her father.
As soft as her voice may be for a girl, Hiriko's voice would only echo the entire throne room in a soft tone, delicate like a woman's with a slight mixture between russian and japanese accent. While either of them is dominant in terms of the usage of accent, but it became an intermixed accent which surprisingly created a very clear speech that seems easy to comprehend even for a normal human being. The accent was not complicated to listen to, making it a clear word in every sentence and word she speaks of with a small grin on her face to show some 'sincerity' on her own in order to make a good impression in such cases.
"Stand up, young 'lad. There is no need for formalities and kneel down just because i am related to the Queen. To clear up some misunderstandings, i have no interest in you nor do i want a bodyguard just to make some sense, so i do not need to test your strength at all."
It is hard to clear him away if he is so persistent in doing so, giving a hard time just to recommend something for him to do as well. Getting on violence in the first day entering the palace would be a mood killer for her own tastes, in all honesty when it comes to facing such situations. Hiriko herself is no longer a child of her own, for someone who had guarded Hell for as long as she could remember, an ability that soars her title as a Guardian of Hell and a Rakshasa, and to have a bodyguard assigned to look after her would be annoying for her tasks. Clearly, it was hard to care about this situation at all, since he was also assigned to take care those are the heir or the current holder of the throne that shall rule over the Chaya Nation, but really, if he were to take care of the throne, it would be more pleasurable for him to look after the Queen's throne only, while leaving her alone in peace wihout any eyes glancing at her personal days in enjoying herself. Her abilities was more than enough to handle beings that are consider a threat to her well-being, as much as she could say, a few words was enough to handle the task to clearing out any hindrance to her life. It is tough for her to intervene in big events or plots since there would be no purpose for her to become apart of the enemy's war unless she was given a reason to join into the bloodbath, and what she is looking foward was the war between countries, as that would be the greatest chess game in her arsenal to have ever enjoyed herself in. The world around her is considered an entertainment, not a place to 'live and laugh' type.
At this point, she would remain silent on her own accord since she had honestly and clearly stated that she does not want any so-called 'bodyguards' to stare at her for one whole day, and with Kagetane to accompany her, there is no need for another strong young man to wear his boots and follow behind her back all the time. With no single intention to test his 'strength' out nor was she ever curious in even understanding the nature of the Gremory, the anticipation between them was almost like a conversation between a machine and a servant, one with no purpose or intentions and the other would a 'duty'. Herself may be associated with the Queen by blood and the connections between them are deep, but at times, there are free will of her own, and speaking frankly, rejecting him being a bodyguard of hers would be a clear answer. She would not mind if he were to look after Inami herself, but even the princesses like her? Well, annoying.
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Subject Post 5 Subject: Re: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 15/11/2014, 11:38 am VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A He'd say as he would have straightened up, his body shifting as he would have allowed his arms to cross one over the other. Despite.. his lack of energy something would begin to change energy would begin boiling up. The sky would begin to shift while he had uncrossed his arms, slowly a steam sliding from his body as there was an in-explicable sound like a thunderous devils applause. A sound which was like a long.. twisted bell, the sound of his left gauntlet falling and cracking the tile, More then that it would go clean through the floor falling down into the basement of the castle while underneath was skin the color of tan. Energy would begin to rumble from the depths , like a tap had been released from the confines. The chinks in his armor beginning to rumble to rupture, to split apart while he had only then allowed his other gauntlet to fall, followed by his helm. Deafening cracks against the ground which seemed to continue as he stood there. Scars visibly showing from his skin, as next came his platelegs which would crash against the ground. This sound would be the loudest yet, a tremble going through the building. Indeed it would be like the ground was shaking from the weight of that heavy object bulldozing the floor below it. And the fact was? That honestly one thing would be happening while all this was going on. One single thing which would be painfully apparent. "..You misunderstand, i requested this position myself. And, it wasn't your choice, that suggestion earlier.. was so you could see if u truly could defend yourself. You see" That would be the energy, Blackhearts Energy. Was unmistakably growing each peice of the armor that came off, led to an even larger increase in energy. All this energy boiled and bubbled forth and by the time his platelegs where off it would bust and roil at the seems. Carrying almost something akin to its own gravitational pull as the density and concentration of it warped the very air around him. His voice lowering slowly as there became the deep underlying flow of time, a sense of age in his voice while he would have begun to make it'self painfully apparent, given that in the realm that was currently in place? He would have slowly brushed his hair to the side. and then spoke out clearly. For her to hear. "..8,000 years, i have walked this realm. " He said as his mouth was stuck in a frown, his chest plate comming off with a intense explosion of steam, falling off smashing against the ground as he spoke again his voice gravely like a gravel road or the crackle of thunder in a lightning storm. Loud, but old, like creation itself one might say. "...My children Long Since Extinct." He would say slowly while his eyes shifted as a kind of red glow echoed from them, underneath his pure white hair. Eyes of pure white would show,without a pupil. While the familar tingle of energy would express itself in a kind of aura. . . a veil of power which would begin at his toes, slowly cascading around him with its unholy light. It wasn't impressive in size though, being the veil had only extended but..a half inch from his skin, and yet there was such force, such power imbedded in it that it would be like a plume of raw kinetic energy which was fighting to escape, yet bottled up and constrained by some looming presence. "..Have you heard of the Gremory Bloodline?" Blackheart would say as he would have allowed his hands to slide down his sides while he would have looked up and tilted his head some, a very formal expression on his face as he would have still retained a very straight lace demeanor about him. Despite his nature and despite his proposition, he didn't do this to be boastful. No the reason which was displayed in his eyes was merely that he had done this because he was asked.. partially. But also because it was what he had felt like doing. He had done this because he wanted to see how the future would turn out, and for that? He had taken up this post. Which was why then he would have let his energy expand outwards filling up its regulated space cracking the ground, heating up atoms due to the intoxicating overflow of his demonic aura in ratio to the 1 inch space it was allowed to be in. Which was why now he would have stood there for a moment, his gaze shifting around as he would have let out a slight exhale. His hands moving marginally to slide into his obviously martial arts oriented pants, looking at the girl before he would have slid his left hand from his pocket, holding it up clearly for her to see. One finger would slide up the pointer finger as he would say slowly without much real remorse about how rude he was being due to the incompetitence of the girl before him. "..One major blow, if you can make me kneel ill drop this folly, if you fail however. You will stop this rebellious nature and accept your mothers gift with grace, do those terms seem acceptable?" He'd finish as he would have waited there, his energy bubbling to a flat out rolling boil, his ancient blood awakened for the moment once more. Cookies The Cookie 2011-08-07 Joined : 1703 Posts : 11 Karma : 24 Age : Cookie Jar Location : Member Info Platinum Points: (17560/99999) Tiers:
Subject Post 6 Subject: Re: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 15/11/2014, 12:31 pm VIDEO Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Esper - Word Count: 1095
Whoever they are, and whatever they are, it always had to end with a bloodshed in the earth. Her hand rose steadily among the air, as if to.. keep things under control the way it is, from anyone to intervene in this situation, especially when she always has a Hell Beast to keep her company, it is no surprise when an order was given under her own hands. Shaking her head and tilting down with a sigh that was released from her mouth, she had intended this to be settled wihout feuds or punches exchanged inbetween during the conversation for this sort of 'agreement', and in the end, everything was decided by showing who is the most powerful in this room, and the winner gets to run off loose. It is hard to say that she 'declined' the offer given by her mother, but more likely to say that this was done wihout her consent especially when it was clear that she has a 'bodyguard' of her own that has accompanied her for more than several decades so to speak. Such an uninteresting person to say something to casually, as expected for someone who explained that he willingly volunteered himself in this bloodsoaked conversation that is soon about to turn into a battlefield.
Her tone drastically changed, had she not mind for a truce between both of them, it seems that a lesson should be learnt. At times like this, if he was an interesting individual to be made fun of, she would've gone with the flow, but he was too damn annoying, and doesn't seem to give up when she asked nicely of him that he refuses his 'care' under the orders of Inami. Her words were cold and harsh, in expectations that she never wastes her time in people that she couldn't even bother her time with in people that she finds too common around, nor were they ever an interesting individual to begin with. It echoed deeply across the throne room, before overwhelmed by an ominous force.
" D̞̰͇͎̹͠o͇̗̠̹̜̫̼̠͍̕̕͡n҉̰͙̖̼̕͟'̰͓̮̥̭͍̞̱t̶̯̰͎͈͉͙̹̗͟ ̵̡͕̬͕͈̩̖̝b̴̪͔͉̰e̵͏̮̲̬͓̣̪͈̖ ̧̫̰̘̥͖͜͡s̛̮͖̳̦̺o̢͎̳̮̥̮̣̹͓̲͜ ̦̼̠̖̮̹̤͕͘ͅḉ̰͕̖̞̕ͅo̶͇͈͜n̸̫̦̰͔̩̲̜͝c̮̘̟͉͇̬̫̦̩͘͝͝ḙ̷͓͕̞͘í̴̸̦t̡͈̲͍̹̫̬e̪͕̦͕͈̻̱̣͎̕d͏̸̼͓͝,̨͖̰̮͈͟ ͢҉̺̱͇̳̹y̡̤̯̪͢o̵̘̲ͅư͙̫̠͓͚͚̻ņ̥̯g̣͓̟͘ ̯̮̟̫ͅ'̞͓͍͢͡ͅl͉̪̥á̶̝̬͚̺d̸̟̝̗͚̙̲."
Yes, that ominous force that slams onto the entirety of the fortress itself was none other than her own spiritual power. Consider the level between herself and Gremory's, it was obvious that being slammed under an intense pressure would induce suffocation, or headaches at minimal damage since their level weren't too much of a difference, however, it was clear that it has to be shown to him that making as much as a child angry would be asking for your own head to be taken down at force. It was strong, dark and of course, hellish at the same time when it overwhelmed the entire fortress as visibly that the pillars was decomposing at an accelerating speed. It wasn't the full force of her own power, rather to say that this was merely half of her own spiritual power, above average since her ability requires an intense dosage of spiritual energy, hence how she required such an amount and even for beings a single tier lower than her would be slightly overwhelmed, if not, sweating profusely under the pressure of her own spiritual pressure. It is possible to shield one's self from the pressure using their own spiritual power, but nonetheless, the only thing left in this throne room was a maximum level of bloodlust, bombarded by her own spiritual pressure, bringing even the likes of Gremory to shame if they were to be compared in terms of 'power'.
She doesn't take up the position being the Hell's guardian as well, for her to guard one of the layers to prevent the intruders from going further in, her spiritual power would most likely be above average among demons that are at or under her level, and with consideration that she relies heavily in using her spiritual energy in her daily basis, it is obvious to say that she has an almost a huge capacity in-store for her own spiritual energy if required for use, and constant training from the past to harness her abilities, Hiriko's powers are not to be taken lightly. If she wanted to, she could've taken off one or two of Gremory's limbs with one word, wihout him noticing no matter how great his perception is, she could slice them off using the speed of wind as long as she alters the vectors of the air, compress them, strengthen them by influencing the particles and constructing a 'reality' on the structure of the air to create a slice of wind that moves at the speed of sound, with enough power to cut through even beings that have a considerably tough defense like Kenpachi in comparison.
Sky darkened, density of the air thickened with dark red fog formed across the room, gravity became stronger than usual and bloodlust was contaminating the entire room like a wild fire, enough to make even a mighty warrior tremble in fear under the bloodlust that echoes in the air softly. Her eyes were as good as dead, staring blankly at the likes of Gremory, her physical status was fine and circulation regulated, her Za Koa influence would be enough to spread fast enough to make each command like a breathing to her. At this point, her drawback would be switched in the infliction of wound, in order to settle this feud as quickly as possible, rather than to outright kill him and take the first move, it would be more appropriate to give the confidence he needs in his ability so much, in order to show the difference between their abilities, once Gremory makes his first shot, the next one would be the end of this pointless arguement. No bloodshed required, since it was only required to make him kneel as said, at least play with him for a few minutes before doing what she was assigned for in order to give him the shame he needs in such a long time. Humiliating a young warrior's pride was her personal job in this shitstorm, until she gives him the lesson he needs, Gremory will never learn that absolute power doesn't mean everything. Bloodline or anything else, they never matter, as if to rely on these things are just nonsense. If he has to know what true battlefield means, then she'll play with him as much as she wants until he knows his own defeat lies on what his beliefs are, an imagination, as this world? Is nothing more than a game for her, and Gremory is just a scrapped pawn in a game of chess.
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Subject Post 7 Subject: Re: The Royal Guard And the Heir to Chaya [shizuo/cookies private] 15/11/2014, 1:19 pm VIDEO Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A Rewriting this bitch Post incoming soon
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