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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Unfilled [Cirno/Henrex]    Fri Aug 24, 2018 4:23 pm

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The Domain of The Angel of Ice sat upon one of the tallest peaks in the Summit of Heroes. Here, in the Celestial Crest, Cirno Iramasha stood atop her mansion's frigid top to observe the orange drenched glow of the setting sun before her oceanic eyes. Despite such a sight being filled with great hope, beauty and wonder to others; this heroine could see nothing but emptiness for the time being. There were many things that her hearted yearned to fight for, but the disconnect of not having her partner at her side to soothe her ran deep.

Being that the world was under constant threat of breaking out into all hell, it was unwise for the mother of three to dare to bring out her children in such an environment. So, for the time being, each of her children were taken into the depths of royalty deep within the depths of The Iramasha Realm. And, as for Cirno's own wife, it was hard to tell where she was these days. There had been such little contact between the two that it felt as if she were utterly alone to raise their family, to protect this world and to mold The Guild of Heroes.

So, in spite of being surrounded by such luxury and beauty, it ultimately meant nothing when the sense of love that her heart once burned with was nothing more than a frigid ember of its once fiery inferno. And while there were many things Cirno could think of to be grateful for, the only thing she desired in this moment was to be held, touched and soothed by the one who she felt had the capacity to be her to mate, to be the mother of her children and to be someone she could depend on during these stressful times.

The greater part of her mind felt that this isolation of self-wasn't the greatest of ideas, but for now, Cirno felt it was right to be with herself and these somber feelings. Which is why she soon came to sit down, pull her legs close to her chest and lay head down between them as she shut her eyes and simply thought of times far better than these. To think of anything else at this moment would only bring immense sorrow to her heart, and this feeling of sadness had to leave if she were to be effective at being a leader, heroine, and champion to the world's forefront effort to expunge this negativity from the planet.





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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Unfilled [Cirno/Henrex]    Wed Aug 29, 2018 8:32 pm


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The world ran heavy with rain.

The dark, gloomy skies of the Living World had been pouring rain for what had seemed to be hours. Sorrow seeped in the heart of the half-breed, something that would usually be a rather common thing -- as his powers as a demon primarily revolved around those kinds of emotions and thoughts -- but, now, this state of mind had been provoked by an outside source. The melancholy that ate away at him was so powerful now, nothing he did could lift the shadows.

Thunder rumbled in the darkened skies as Henrex sat atop one of the many spires of the Summit of Heroes' East Nation, his arms wrapped around his legs, and his chin resting on his knees. Icy rain roared down from the skies as Henrex stared at the home base of the Guild of Heroes below -- watching, alone. During these times of immense sorrow, a sense of fear and self-isolation had always manifested: the feeling that he wasn't wanted.

So, he kept himself distant from others, the negative emotions that he felt causing him to desire this distance as to not feel like a burden to others. Ergo, when his senses were able to pick up the pulsations of negative emotions coming from the Angel of Ice's domain -- there was a great deal of hesitation to move. It felt...wrong, initially.

'She has her wife...she doesn't need me.'

Henrex's arms wrapped tighter around himself as these pulsations of gloom continued to creep around him, causing the young man to move his head, burying it into his knees as he struggled with himself, unsure of which decision would be the right one. But, as he wrestled with himself, the man's wings unfurled from his back, spreading and lifting him into the sullen skies -- as if the protrusions had minds of their own.

It was long before he reached the top, his feet softly resting on the icy peak of the Celestial's Crest as he silently stepped forward, his own sorrowful thoughts and the general emotion pulsing from his essence as -- not worrying much for personal space -- slipped his arms around his sister's supple waist, a gentle hum rumbling from the male's throat as he pressed his forehead to the back of her head.

If he were to remain in his place, the power of his demonic half would reach out, drawing out and consuming these pangs of negativity, something that would begin to alleviate the Angel of Ice's sorrow. While the process was rather uncertain to succeed or fail, as the conflict between Holy and Demonic energies, alongside his sister's own will, would be the prime factors as to whether or not she would allow him to take some of her sorrow.

Thus, as a result of his own feelings of glum and melancholy, Henrex's voice sounded...distant -- woeful. It still contained the gentle, deep, and kind tones of what the Living Tempest's regular voice sounded, but the feelings that ached and ate at his heart had found itself worming it's way forth and corrupting his voice -- revealing these deeply hidden sentiments.

"Sister, you're hurting..."

While there wouldn't be much said from him, Cirno would likely be able to hear and detect the concern and care placed in his voice, seeking what ailed her -- and, if nothing else, to be a comfort in these dreary times where one was consumed by their loneliness and their own mental darkness. Ergo, he continued to embrace the Angel, letting these intentions be known through his actions as the rumbling skies soon calmed -- the only sound that encompassed the Summit of Heroes being the gentle pouring of rain.

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Unfilled [Cirno/Henrex]    Sun Sep 23, 2018 3:45 pm

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Fog was beginning to drench the lands as the downpour from the heavens above started to stain the island in a mist of melancholy. Really, there were so many powers of influence in the world that any person or thing could induce this feeling of loss on to the world if they so chose. So the mind of Cirno was so lost in this heartache that she honestly couldn't even be bothered to snap into her celestial senses to discern the origins of this rainfall.

The only thoughts which had swayed adrift in the mindscape of Cirno were the longing for her partner. That is the only thing her heart craved at the moment and all other things, save for the children that the two made, mattered not in her point of view in this point in time. It was all grey, clouded and filled with nothing but white noise that drowned out everything like the sharp piercing sounds of a tv stuck playing nothing but static. Every thought was a droplet of pristine grief which took away the focus of The Angel from the material world around her.

Granted -- it all came to a cease as soon as this feeling of absolute sorrow took over the woman. In a simple choice of words, Henrex dispelled the thoughts from going further as Cirno looked as if she had finally awoken from a slumber by the time she had heard his voice. The feelings of heartbreak and hopelessness drowned her senses to the point of not even recognizing that he was there until he decided to finally make an audible sound.

Of course, there wasn't much that she could say in response to the fact that he knew she was hurting. So, rather than waste time with empty words, Cirno spoke this simple answer to reply to Henrex:

"You are right. I'm in pain."

No more, no less. While there were many dozens of phrases, speeches, sentences and so on which could have been said; Cirno chose to keep it concise and to the point because her emotions were all over to place. To begin to place a finger on where they began and where they ended would leave you on a journey lost in raw feeling. So, to confirm if he is ready to place forth on that venture into the depths of this bleak outlook in The Celestial of The Ice's heart, the woman moved her head upward and had her oceanic stare pierce through the thick atmosphere of greyness around him to have him answer this question:

"Is the reason why you are here to ask me why I am hurt?"






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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Unfilled [Cirno/Henrex]    Mon Nov 12, 2018 6:59 pm


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The confirmation hurt more than anything else.

As if the words were a weapon, Cirno confirming it all -- it just felt like a dagger to the heart. The embrace he had around the woman grew ever the slightest bit tighter as his head tilted downward and his face pressed into the Ice Angel's shoulder. He could hardly swallow as he felt his heart sink deeper and deeper into his chest at the sight and feeling of someone who was a sister to him, going through these pains.

As he continued to stand there, embracing Cirno, Henrex could sense the disarray that her mind was in. There was so much hurt and sorrow that it filled the mind, so much so that she didn't want to say much of anything. Above all, Henrex knew how this felt. It was something that he dealt with far too often. It was the nature of the power he possessed from his demonic half -- in a sense, it was a necessary evil. Furthermore, it wasn't solely due to the nature of his powers. It was also due to the fact that he experienced emotions like those -- again, far too often.

Slowly, the influence he held over negative emotions, of which he had been using on his sister faded. The amount of hurt that he had siphoned away was enough. For now...all he needed was to just comfort her in these times. It was also something that he needed just as badly, if not more. Thus, remaining as quiet as he always was, he mirrored Cirno's concise words as his head rose from her shoulder, his eyes half-closed as sighed softly.

"I want to know why...and comfort you, sister."

Turning his head back toward her shoulder and covering his mouth, his eyes briefly turned toward her.

"Because I know what it feels like, and it hurts to see you like this."

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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Unfilled [Cirno/Henrex]    Tue Nov 20, 2018 8:43 am

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There was a sense of dissociation at the moment that Henrex began to hold her tighter. It was hard for The Celestial of The Ice to accept these feelings as it's only natural for someone who has had their heart essentially withered away to begin accepting new emotions or insights. To some it was always a form of coping to hold on to feelings of hurt as to move forward from that pit of comfortable heartache seemed more bearable than to open your heart once more and repeat the cycle of feeling happiness, only for it to be shot down from some unforeseen circumstance yet again by the gods.

In spite of that, however, she knew precisely who she was: Cirno Iramasha. To hold on to her sense of identity was key to enduring through this rough time in her life. Even if her heart feels as if it had withered away into the dirt of the earth, the will of her soul would not allow for the woman to waste everything she built up because of this. Of course, there were going to be passing thoughts about all the people who invested in her, the home she built through The Guild of Heroes and everything it took to cement herself as The Leader of Angel Iramasha.

So as Henrex's powers began to have their influence on Celestial of The Ice, the woman's face seemed to come out of its dazed state as a row of familiar voices started to echo deep within the confines of the Iramasha's mind. They replayed all the fights she had, the people she helped, the growth her persona had and all of the bloody war and bodies on her hands. To end all of this progression, this sin, this redemption; to have it all end because of one woman.....was almost maddening to a degree. Which is why the voice of Erna had this to say to Cirno in spite of this:

"You're not going to waste the power we all gave up our lives for, are you? Or did you forget the blood on our hands?"


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And, at that same moment, the question which Henrex posed to Cirno registered in her mind as the ego of her fallen angel came forth into play. Both of them rose excellent points with how this whole interaction was beginning to take shape. To move on peacefully through this life it was beneficial to keep this level of hurt under control before it drove her insane as it did following those psychological scars of the Australian war.

Thus, after she had a moment to process it, Cirno looked upwards toward the sky once more; as if she were looking for guidance through this storm. Perhaps the gods themselves would take pity on this fallen angel, but she knew the hard road ahead was going to be paved and put together by her own ability to self-help herself. As open mouths do not get fed, the reality is not changed with inaction and the greatest blessings come from taking that first step to help yourself.

"Alone. I feel alone."

That was the first words which Cirno could utter forth as she tried to organize the broken pieces of her heart to figure out the source of this pain. Spoken in a hushed and quiet tone, how could one not feel this way without their beloved in their life?

"I've pushed myself as far as I can with all the people that look up to me to strength, but inside I feel a deep sea of sadness without the woman who took me in when I was nothing. The woman who taught me to love, to have something to protect, to experience happiness and make a family."

With memories beginning to burn into the Cirno's frigid mind, recollections of the time spent with Kazumi scorched her psyche like being consumed in a pit of flames straight from hell itself. As the bittersweet pleasures of the time they spent together left a sense of ache that caused the production of tears to begin falling through her now pale skin. Yet, in spite of this fluid flowing from her eyes, the woman's face expressed no sense of sorrow at this point. Instead, a look of defeat and confusion washed over it as she tried to process these emotions and comprehend a way to work through them to keep the heart of who she is.

"And to that degree, it almost feels selfish. When the whole world is on the verge of breaking out into war here I am having this pity-party for myself; hiding away once more like a child in this sorrow is almost patheic for someone supposed to have so much influence in this world...I hate it."





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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Unfilled [Cirno/Henrex]    Wed Dec 05, 2018 9:16 pm


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The silence grew for what felt like forever, as the sounds of the howling winds raged both above and below the Summit. But, no matter how wild and ferocious those winds would get, there would be nothing but silence and peace in the midsts of the East Nation. As his head rested on Cirno's shoulder, his own sorrow and worry continued to grow as he felt the stir of thoughts and emotions that swarmed the angel.

Each second that he remained in the presence of this torrent of sorrow hurt him. He had always looked up to this Angel as a sibling, someone he could trust, someone he could rely on -- the one who helped him and took him in. And now, to see her so broken? It hurt him to see her like this, something that the knowledge behind it made even worse.

Alone. She felt...alone. The absence of her love had spawned such a feeling of longing that mixed with her desire for Kazumi. He knew the desire -- he lived it every day. But, despite that, he still managed to keep himself moving, distracting himself from the stinging reality that his own love wasn't there.

So, raising one of his arms from her waist, Henrex softly wiped the woman's eyes free of her tears before lowering, his eyes slowly closed as he returned with his own words, equally as quiet.

"You miss her. There is nothing selfish about that."

His head turned up from her shoulder, his gaze faltering as he let out a soft sigh, tilted his head toward Cirno, and gently placed a kiss on her cheek. For a time...there was an internal debate with himself. He wanted to let his sister, someone who was hurting so much -- in such a way that was so familiar to himself -- that she wasn't alone. But, there was the danger and fear of letting himself become vulnerable again -- and run the risk of being hurt again.

But, as he continued to watch and feel his sister's suffering, his head lowered as a stream of tears of his own dripped down his cheeks, his voice beginning to break.

"You are not alone, sister. I have someone that I care about. She...disappears a lot. I keep holding on the stubborn hope that she'll return, but at the same time...I keep feeling the desire to be wanted, to be loved. The person that taught me to experience happiness, and want to have a family...gone."

Henrex's arms rose once again, turning the Angel to face him as he put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"I know that you miss her. I understand how it feels."

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