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 Well...It's About Time. [PRIVATE/Mirja]

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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Well...It's About Time. [PRIVATE/Mirja]   Sun Jan 01, 2017 6:19 pm




Song: Jiyuu no Tsubasa [English] - By: Melifiry - Word Count: 741




Blood and violence, they were the two things most prominent in her life today. Other things included the fear of others, death, the feel of bone shattering as she punched someone, the special brand of despair one feels when facing down a monster that has just literally torn the throats of your friends out with her claws and is looming ominously over you right now. They looked to be long nails from a distance, but when they got up close, and personal, there was no disguising their true nature. Made for combat, and drenched in the blood of all who would stand against The Demon Wolf.

A gunshot rang out as Mirja was finishing the clean up of this most recent squad of Caanan's men. She expected to feel the moderately painful thud of a bullet hitting her, but it never came, so she looked over and saw that he had popped himself off rather than have her deal with him in an infinitely more painful manner. It made her laugh, an evil laugh enhanced in it's ominous nature by the blood staining her. But, this was all done now, it seemed. The commander of this group knew nothing except where they had been deployed from, and that was a small forward base in an abandoned town. Those potted the Earth rather considerably these days. So she gave him one last, terrifying gaze with her hollow mask, and then snapped his neck and discarded the carcass, before turning to leave the scene of the havoc and devastation. Right now she had something else to do, a warm, long shower. Blood was murder to get out of fur, after all. She dispersed the mask, and took off, heading towards home and all it's wonderful, civilized amenities that she often felt were undeserving of a wolf like her.

Her ragged, violence-sharpened mentality soothing as she felt the ground beneath her feet pass at an incredible rate, the wind whip at her sharp and demanding, and the lack of even her foot falls in her ears. The beauty didn't last forever - it never did - and she arrived at the edges of Vastime. It was home, like so many of her houses all around the world. She liked this place, her heart was here, and she wanted to put down roots and get to know the people here, Hayden most of all.

King, or no, he was an interesting man. She had not made the best first impression, and would continue to fumble that one, since she was far from having any degree of mental stability, but that would not stop her from trying. Not stop her from desiring to know him, and be trusted by him. He inspired people to want to be liked by him, a very helpful skill for a King. Or King-Militant, anyway. She didn't know what the militant meant, but it was probably important, like the drill that she wasn't meant to call a dance.

She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she wandered into The Tundra - her room being the second floor of the building - and didn't notice Henrex until nearly at the stairs. He did frequent this place, but it was early, nobody was in, and Mirja was not there. So....he was waiting for her, for whatever reason. She had a hunch. Without saying a thing Mirja could tell he was different, his posture and the look in his eyes was like the difference between Iko and herself. It could be interesting to speak to him. But, female vanity pulled at her as well, always such an awkward thing.

"Make me a cup of tea, grab yourself one, and I'll be down in a few minutes" She told Henrex, giving him a warm smile and totally hoping he'd miss the blood in her teeth and muzzle, as well as the stuff caked over her, as if she had been swimming in a bath of it. Red was her colour, but that didn't mean she wanted to talk to people while covered in it. And what if some civilian came in while she was? It was just asking for trouble....

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Well...It's About Time. [PRIVATE/Mirja]   Mon Jan 02, 2017 5:56 pm




Song: Air Guitar - By: Katawa Shoujo - Word Count: 758




Mirja saw Henrex and knew that despite her earlier idea that he had matured, it did not relate to her in the slightest. When she was around he was still an idiot. But, it was progress, since before he was an idiot when she wasn't around as well. Give him a while and he might just be able to do the tricks that allowed him to actually retain some semblance of sanity when the wolf girl was involved in any situation. As it was right now, he saw her and everything went out of the window like it was worthless.

Like this current situation. A girl was covered in blood, and he went over and hugged her, like getting blood all over his rather nice clothes was not a problem. Well, it was a problem for Mirja, and so she stopped him with....hmmm, that was a problem. Her hands were caked, but there was a spare leg that hadn't taken some guy's head off, so she held that out and put her foot flat against his chest when he tried to hug her, showing off her impeccable balance as there was not even the slightest of wobble when standing on one foot.
"Henrex, I'm covered in blood. There are three reasons why hugging me right now is not a good idea" She warned, and then when he went off to make the tea, gave a soft sigh and quickly headed upstairs before he tried anything else. She didn't use her natural speed, or flash steps, just climbed the steps like a normal person. For a girl who was in love with speed, there was something novel about walking slowly on occasion, just, walking without rushing. Still, she needed to get clean, and not keep the Henrex waiting or he would dissolve into a depressive jelly, or something. Quickly stripping and jumping in the shower, she put it on a blast that would strip the skin from a normal person, and turned inward while washing herself.

'Thanks Hvit. You really helped me out today' She said, gargling some of the water and then spitting it out to rinse out her mouth.
'Well, just don't go getting into too much trouble, ok? It's trouble for me' Hvit replied. Ever since that fight with the troll, she hadn't been an outright bitch, but only recently had she actually cared to talk properly like a person. Mirja put it to one side for now, as she had other problems to deal with. The shampoo was pulled out, she was cleaned, and then dried herself off and got changed into something nice, but not to restrictive or flowly. It had a corset, and she liked corsets, they made her feel snug. With herself blood free, having brushed the blood out of her teeth and cleaned out the fingernails, she returned down stairs, hair sparkling with that just-washed freshness, and her gaze fell on Henrex. Her smile was coy, and her body language was too.
"So, what brings you here, little Raven? Clearly you want me for something or you wouldn't hang around when you saw that this place was empty"

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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Well...It's About Time. [PRIVATE/Mirja]   Tue Jan 03, 2017 7:07 pm




Song: School Days - By: Katawa Shoujo - Word Count: 755




Scratching her wolf ear softly, she tried to get why exactly Iko was barking at her inside her head. Probably because she wanted to go blow the absolute crap out of that base she had heard about from the commander before snapping his neck in such a glorious manner. Still, Hvit was there, so Mirja asked her to provide comfort, they would be moving out soon. Something smelled familiar, new but also familiar, like the cousin of a technique she had recently developed. But she had developed a lot of new techniques and so she hadn't a good platform to stand on when figuring out what, exactly the strange smell was.

Instead, she focused on Henrex, and his plea. He seemed to want training, as he had been focusing on gaining power without skill. She wondered how he managed to do that, but it was probably a Shinigami thing for those who actually had Reiatsu. Mirja gained her power from her skill, and the rest just sort of happened normally. Her body got denser, her fists got stronger, and it was all wonderfully good. So she pondered the Raven for a moment, entirely unsure how to train him in this manner if she didn't know how he developed himself. But then that was thrown out of the window and she just decided to do it the way she always did.

"Ok, Hoho is not quite my area of expertise. I have enough skill to use Molting Cicada efficiently. But, I have recently made a friend who was trained by Yoruichi herself, so if anyone can help you in that area, I am dam sure she can. As for the rest of it, strength, and speed, and whatnot. That is something that is best worked out at with serious training. And occasionally field practice, which is what we are going for~" She exclaimed, donning her Vizard mask and staring at him with those creepy black-and-yellow eyes.

"The plan here, is that you run. And I chase you. If I catch you, I will break a random bone, that will be decided upon when I catch you. Flash Step at all, and I will break three. This is a test of your own bodily speed. And be open for changing course, I will be leading you somewhere with all this. Now, you've got a three second head-start so I don't immediately catch you. Run" Her voice was elderich and rather unnerving thanks to the mask, and the smile that she had couldn't be seen behind it, but the intent was clear. Henrex needed to run away or get pummeled by Mirja, the perfect training for someone like her. It was crude, crass, and appeared to have very little in the way of actual training while being pretty decent as training montages went. It would certainly push his body beyond what it was normally subjected to.
'Have I ever told you how much I love you training exercises?' Hvit asked.
'No, I don't think you have, but thank you for the compliment' Mirja replied, waiting for the three seconds to pass so she could start chasing, her feral wolf blood heated at the thought of a chase.

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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Well...It's About Time. [PRIVATE/Mirja]   Mon Jan 16, 2017 8:49 am




Song: Hopes and Dreams/SAVE The World - By: theultimateonejpsx - Word Count: 610




'Doing this my way' he said. Mirja gave him a bored glare that could be seen even through her mask as he did his thing and headed outside to do Henrex things. She followed, at a saunter, and then when he was out there just stared at him. And stared. He had his energy orbs and his tonfa and his game face like he was actually going to start a fight in the middle of Vastime.
"Have you replaced me as your daily head puncher? I'm just trying to figure out exactly why you are so stupid all of a sudden" she said, her arms crossed and her voice eldritch through the mask.

'Be nice to him' Hvit said, clearly trying to ease the tension of the situation.
'Why?' Mirja replied, and then a faultered noise came from Hvit.
'I....good question, I'll get back to you' Hvit then went to go look up why, so Mirja turned her full attention to Henrex. And it was quite the ominous attention. The wolf girl seemed to grow taller and broader, and a pressure unlike Reiatsu would bare down on the focus of her unbridled attention. Her casual, arm-crossed stance was something far more than it appeared.

"One; we are not starting a fight in the middle of the street, it just isn't happening. Two; if you want to ruin my carefully laid out training plans, then you are welcome to go find someone else to train with, but as you have already proven, your way sucks. If it didn't suck you wouldn't be here asking for my help training. And three; One ten is better than four twos, so if you can swallow your male pride and stick your ego-peen back in your pants for a second, we are going to do this how I say we are going to do this. You came to me for help, so clearly you must think I am better than you, which means I know how to do this better than you. So decided quickly" She had a cold, sharp tone, clearly in no mood for any of Henrex's Henrexing today.

"I used to be so full of patience and mercy. But I have neither these days, so hurry up"


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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Well...It's About Time. [PRIVATE/Mirja]   Wed Jan 18, 2017 6:16 pm




Song: Deja Vu - By: Lolia - Word Count: 580




Henrex was speaking, and despite seeing his lips move, she couldn't hear what was being said. Just 'waahhh waahhh waahhh' droning on and on into infinity. Mirja was slightly worried at that, if she couldn't hear a person then how would she be able to reply? Maybe Henrex was mocking her? Bastard, that would be just like him, to mock her in this situation. So she decided to punch his face in for mocking her and teach him that she wasn't going to be mocked. However, before she even moved, his voice returned to normal and she was back in business. No breaking of his limbs, he said. In a manner that made it seem as if it was only Mirja who was hearing the drone and he was actually saying words. That, was something to look into at a later date.

"Ohh, but if you don't have fear of what is behind you, then how can I be assured that you are going as fast as you possibly can? Still, I guess I can adapt. It's you that you are skimping out on if you don't run as fast as you can, I guess. Flash Step is for later with someone who knows how to do it. This, is here and now. Rely on your own body, Henrex. Or lose it" She didn't say the last part as a threat, just as an observation. And then she flicked her hand. "Well, go on then, run. I'll direct you where we need to go once we get out of Africa. For now, just run. I want to get there today" she told him, as if running five thousand miles in less than a single day was only the start of this training exercise. Knowing Mirja, and the way she viewed physical activity, it probably was, at that.

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