Daine Aina Devil Leader of the New Devil Alliance member is offline
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Re: In The Stark Night [Open] « Result #1 on Oct 13, 2009, 4:44pm »
Daine shrugged as her temper drained away, "Many devils are nobodies. I've killed many of my own people. Evil is as evil does," The demon smiled, though it never reached her grey-green gaze, "I don't discriminate."
It was true enough. Daine was known to kill for nothing. Her moods were changeable and her forgiveness fickle. Approach her on the wrong day and, regardless of race, you would find your life ended. The 'crimson lady' was moody but emotionless, haughty but kind, cruel but generous. Satan's goal was never understanding and Daine was nearly impossible to understand. However, Daine thought, running a hand absently through her blood-red hair, Angels never cease with the hypocrisy. So often 'God's do-gooders' are just as evil as my devils. What lunatics.
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Re: In The Stark Night [Open] « Result #2 on Oct 13, 2009, 4:29pm »
'Overconfidence is a trait among these fools as it appears...', the male thought to himself as his hand gesture transformed into nothing more than a mere thumb pointing down till the entire limb fell back to his side. This girl, like all the other devils, fancied herself too well to be touched. It was ridiculous how one's ego could inflate to the point of flight, but nonetheless, Yohrich only lowered his head just a tad bit so that the shadows casted from his bangs now rested heavily over dim, azure eyes... and a hidden smirk.
"Nobodies, you say? I believe you are referring to your countless, misfortunate kin who've all fallen before this one nobody", the male returned, his face still hidden as if he were trying to hide something devious or haunting from even her Daine's eyes. "I suppose that makes me, what...? The Nobody to end all nobodies...? Are you afraid to become one yourself, crimson lady?", the fighter continued, his smirk growing wider with contempt as his face finally lifted to face the woman before him. Blackness filled his hues and nothing but scarred, tormented memories lingered behind such onyx glass. He might have been an angel, but he definitely was no angel...
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Re: descent from heaven || OPEN « Result #3 on Oct 13, 2009, 3:16pm »
"The same could be said of many...", the male mumbled beneath his breath, just before squinting at this girl and her overly bright aura which heavily contrasted his own, brooding one. Her smile seemed too bright to stand, even for him. Perhaps being away from Heaven so long has toughened his heart to the point of competing with stone and rock. Love, joy, bliss... they weren't in his vocabulary, or soul for that matter, but mere illustrious treasures that were never meant for him, and him alone. At least, that's how he saw it.
"Anyway... We've spoken too much... Time is of the essence. Shall we rid this world of the common sin in which it festers within? Or speak more on the matters of peace and justice like the dove and sparrow bicker over the last piece of bread...?", the roughed up angel proposed, his words flowing from thy lips like bees from an angry hive. She was the dove, and he, the sparrow. The bread was nothing more than a representation of the final word, being fought over like the opposite species would conquer one another for dominance and power... Luckily for her, he couldn't care less for such pitiful facets.
Daine Aina Devil Leader of the New Devil Alliance member is offline
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Re: In The Stark Night [Open] « Result #4 on Oct 12, 2009, 9:40pm »
The invitation was obvious. The silly angel wanted a fight. A fight with her. "Ha," The sound wasn't a laugh. It was a mockery of a mockery. Daine considered the angel for less than a second and her lovely strawberry colored lips spreading into a smirk, "Ha. Ha. Ha." She flickered her tail, lowering her eyelids slightly in smug humor, "I'm afraid I won't oblige, hun. You have a while to go before you're fit to challenge me. I don't take offers from nobodies."
The dare was evident. Just try it. You'll lose. The leader of the devils was rarely this insulted or this amused. Every angel was out to rid the world of her lowly self inevitably, but few actually rose to challenge her. Most expected the innocent, confused angel leader to do it. Though it seemed Aingeal was busy fighting an inner battle at the moment. In Daine's opinion, the angel was remarkably hopeful, even for one of it's kind. Fighting the right hand lady of Satan right off the bat? Good luck.
Re: descent from heaven || OPEN « Result #5 on Oct 12, 2009, 9:28pm »
Iris studied Yohrich with her pale lavender gaze, "I am light. I am truth. I am redemption." She stated simply, smiling slightly. She knew the answer to his question quite clearly and felt that her words were all it required. She wasn't a killer, she was a singer. The angel Ambriel was the conversation starter and the forgiver of mortal sins. She solved problems between worlds and brought light to the dark. Her purpose in Eden was obvious, however dim she found the city.
Iris spread her gorgeous wings wide, feeling confident for the first time since her descent. In her mind, even devils could be forgiven their sins if the were only to repent. She was, indeed, the voice of optimism. Iris beamed positively at Yohrich, smiling.
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Re: In The Stark Night [Open] « Result #6 on Oct 12, 2009, 12:58pm »
'That voice... She's the one...', the male thought lowly to himself before averting his gaze over towards the leader of the pack, Satan's mistress and deliverer of sin. So that was his target? Looks really were deceiving. The man wasn't sexist, but he had never imagined to be fighting a war full of females, from his own kind to these two demons. Apparently, something was going on with men that didn't affect him. Either way, it didn't matter. A threat was a threat, despite the color of the lips in which evoked the words. It only made everything much more interesting.
Turning his body completely towards Satan's magistrate, Yohrich cracked his neck before breaking his bandaged fingers one by one, all the while, staring at this girl with fiery passion. He lived to hunt and kill, despite his origins and targets. Demon, mortal, or angel... They were all the same. Targets, nothing more, nothing less. Rank was out the door and only fists did the talking from here on. His reply to her words wouldn't come from his lips, but from brooding, dark eyes of pale hatred and disgust, a stare one of her kind would find ultimately familiar and reminiscing. Finally, a hand drew up from his side, and the flicking of fingers going back and forth was the trigger. All that was left to decide was... who would shoot first?
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Re: descent from heaven || OPEN « Result #7 on Oct 12, 2009, 12:44pm »
"I beg your pardon?", the male interrupted, finding this girl's logic and misunderstanding of his words completely irrelevant to the situation at hand. "Of course we shan't destroy the humans. They are, if I'm correct, the very creatures we've been sent to protect and save, right?", he continued on, his voice hoarse from saying much more than he was used to. He cleared his throat before attempting to reiterate what he meant earlier, with a slightly different vocabulary. "Sorry for the misconception of my tongue, but what I had suggested from before was that we take out those who dim the light of humanity, not humanity itself. That would be... blasphemous, I believe". To be frank, the winded guardian angel couldn't care less if his target was a mere mortal, however, he wouldn't bother wasting his time with them if that weren't the case. To him, they were like ants, and God, an ant farmer. These devils were nothing more than mere children playing around in the sand and stomping out the common fodder. The angels, including himself, were God's warrior bugs coming into the playing field so as to bite at the shins and ankles of damnation and scare them away... till later, of course. Children never remained disciplined for long.
Facing the girl with dark, pale blue hues, Yohrich narrowed his gaze in slight curiosity over this particular angel's nature. Perhaps she was too 'nice' or 'naive' to deal anything against those who thrive in sin and chaos. "Tell me... What is your purpose for being here? Are you not a soldier for the Almighty? If so, what would it matter who we vanquished, as long as the deed was done, correct?", the male tested, his brawny arms folding lightly underneath his pecks as his bruised and battered wings ruffled lightly, attempting to spread out and shake off some of the dust which darkened the original dove white color they were born with.
Daine Aina Devil Leader of the New Devil Alliance member is offline
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Re: In The Stark Night [Open] « Result #8 on Oct 7, 2009, 8:39pm »
Daine turned her head slightly to examine Yohrich. Slowly, subtly, her pale green iris' began to bleed over into the color of fresh blood. Her tail twitched angrily though her expression remained perfectly blank. She wasn't pleased with the threat to a member of her group by an unmarked, unimpressive angel.
Daine didn't recognize him and, as somebody of no rank or reputation, she didn't see him as a challenge. This only fed her anger. She wouldn't have her rank or that of her underling's questioned by some random angel. With a slow exhale, Daine's eyes changed back to their normal, unfeeling grey-green. "Make another threat, darling," Daine spoke with a cold, empowered voice that was at contrast with her completely emotionless face, "and I swear it will be your last." Oddly enough, her voice didn't sound stereotypically demonic. There was no rasp, no sticky sweetness. The tone could be more accurately compared to drowning in a frozen river.
Re: descent from heaven || OPEN « Result #9 on Oct 7, 2009, 8:25pm »
Iris Ambriel's pretty lavender eyes widened in shock as Yohrich erupted from the shadows. He was such a sharp contrast from the innocence of her that it was almost laughable. They were the same race and yet thought, felt, looked so startlingly different. Suddenly shy, Iris lowered her gaze and mumbled something in her soft, musical voice.
"I don't think that's why we're here," she said again, softly. Still not looking at the large stranger's face, "In heaven we were taught that God loves all life..." Even as she said it, Iris knew it was a lie. God was fickle, vengeful, and brutal when the mood struck Him. He had wiped out entire species and killed millions when angered. Maybe God really had sent the angels to rid Eden of humans and devils. It certainly seemed like he had thrown as much hardship as he could at Eden...
The usually optimistic angel shook her head, her soft, wavy brown hair falling in front of her face. She thought for a second before looking up at Yohrich with determination, "No. I'm sure God wouldn't want us to kill his children. We're all his children. We have to at least try to forgive their sins." Her pretty voice was shaky but her expression was stubborn.
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Re: In The Stark Night [Open] « Result #10 on Oct 2, 2009, 9:19pm »
From within the comfort of the shadows emerged the solid figure of a male among the trio of women. He was a large, brawny creature with a pierced lip, darkened eyes, bandaged wrists and ankles, and immense wings. Very much unlike Aingeal's pair, they appeared dusty and worn-out, left open for criticism and mockery, but he couldn't care less. Yohrich knew the status of his appearance and what interpretations they might stir up among those of either side, but that factor was so far back in his mind that all he could think about was shutting up this wretched fool before more blasphemous fodder came pouring out once again. He had been there, the entire time, watching, observing, waiting to see what his so-called 'commander' would do and how she would handle herself in front of this infamous villain. Sadly, he was unimpressed. She took no action and only allowed her mind and thoughts to travel to a realm of uncertainty and doubt, just like this Daine had planned. But he wouldn't allow the second member of her party to intrude, at least not while he was still breathing...
"Step one foot closer to her, and I swear it'll be your last, concubine...", the guardian angel known as Yohrich announced and warned, literally stepping up to Aingeal's side. His right fist remained in his left palm, a sign that he was ready to start throwing punches if things became more heated. Despite his dignity, he'd strike a woman, or two, if it came down to it. And he knew the devil's game. Deceivers of truth and ramblers of lies. The mind and soul was their initial target, but that wouldn't help when up against one who only cared about one thing...
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