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Post by Sima Oratio on Feb 3, 2012 23:19:41 GMT -6
Sima looked at her oddly before nodding in a conifdent way. "We all want that don't we.." Sima was refering to their 'kind' people like him and her the un-holies the devils creatures meant to kill and pilage. It was really an unfitting title for Sima becuase he wanted to the exact opposite. All Sima wants; Sima's dream was to have a family something he could come home to his children and see his wife.
But this was never possible was it? For a bried moment he had that dream become reality but it was all toren out of his grasp Sima wasn't going to promise her that he cared for her; he felt for her and understood her pain but he didn't know her not like she knew him. He didn't have any connection or memories like the ones she had of him. She had every memory and thought up to that bite' and it made him happy in a way that she did becuase he would have someone to tell him what it was like if his memory failed.
 
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Post by Leon Yasuk on Feb 5, 2012 19:17:10 GMT -6
She looked up at him, surprised at what he said. Did he...want that too? She felt a weak smile dance across her delicate features and her eyes got a little bit brighter. Seemed to her like he was getting used to her. She looked at the bag at her side and got an idea. Maybe he could show him a few things about her. After all, he had showed her everything about him, even if it was unwilling. She opened up her bag and started to dig. It had to be in here. After all, it was the only picture they had together.
"Ah-ha! Found it!" She exclaimed as she found an old small painting she kept with her. She handed it to Sima with a smile. It was a painting of her and Sighi with her in He appeared to be in his late 20s, but anyone that really knew him would know that he was well over thirty thousand years old. He had long black hair decorated with some woven in metal and thread. He had a tattoo of a black flame on his left cheek. His ears were long and pointed with many piercings. His eyes were cherry wine in color and seemed to be happy. He held Leon in his lap protectively with a kind smile on his lips. He wore a masculine kimono, although it seemed very out of place for him. He appeared to be something like a deity.
Leon's smile got wider as she looked at this picture. She could remember this day exactly. She had been arguing at Sighi about him not letting her go to the market. She didn't really know he had a surprise for her. After all, Sighi had been secretive. He finally took her to the painter and told the painter to paint them together to "preserve" their time together. Leon didn't know what that meant at that time, but she now knew. He knew Ashasuni was coming for them. After all, this was three days before Ashasuni came to Earth, killed Sighi, and brought Leon back with him.
She thought about this and started to explain, "That's me and my old lover Sighi. We escaped Hell together and decided to live here on Earth. This was painted of us three days before he was killed."
 
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Post by Sima Oratio on Feb 6, 2012 14:25:12 GMT -6
Sima looked at the picture and the exquisite detail; other peoples art was something Sima liked to look at and it was pleasing in a way to him. Upon hearing he was her ex-lover or something similliar Sima was a bit curious; did they break up? Did something bad happen? Or did he pass away? Sima however knew the importance of the picture and a qeustion like that could bring back alot of painful memories for her.
"It's a nice picture" Sima told her after finishing his last look at the picture. Sima was going to show her Hotaru; but his mind changed when he remembered she knew all his memories what hapened to them; when they first kissed, when he proposed to her, when they had kids, in a way she was the closest thing he had to a freind, becuase a freind is there for you right?
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Post by Leon Yasuk on Feb 9, 2012 13:41:00 GMT -6
Leon allowed her devil's tail to unwrap itself from her leg, it now waving in the air like a cat's. Her aura seemed to change, it getting darker and more demonic. She looked to the side, feeling this. She hated it when her aura changed. It often reminded her of what she is. She bit her lip and stepped away. She felt like she needed to get away from him. After all, she was getting hungry again.
She looked at all of the memories in this house and felt sick. At least he had somewhere to go to if he wanted to remember his life together with Hotaru. For her, she had nothing. No where to go. She allowed her kimono sleeve to come down a bit as she held her wrist close to her face. There was scars riddling her flesh and she often hid behind her clothes. Her hand went to her throat, where there were faint scars. That was where she had slit her own throat. She shuttered at the thought and she looked at Sima. He seemed very involved with the energy of the house. she knew that was good for him. After all, this was all he had.
She stared at him, thinking. It was unfair that she knew everything about him and he only knew her name and that she had an old picture of her and her ex lover. She sighed, speaking, "I still feel like its unfair that you know so little about me, Sima."
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Post by Sima Oratio on Feb 11, 2012 8:32:14 GMT -6
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Sima could sense the change in her aura quickly; he let his loose as the purity of his aura tempted hers to push back. Sima was 'pure' in a sense, he was the god of light one of the most pure forms of energy around and being able to control that energu wasn't always a walk in the park. He wanted her to feel his 'pure' energy sense that something that was supposed to be pure evil hated by everyone could become good. This was what Sima wanted many years ago but he wanted someone to share it with; someone to care about him.
Now that he was practically ageless what was the point in making freinds? They would just die infront of his eyes. "You may think it's unfair, but I have asked only for your name" Sima didn't want to force people to tell him the secrets of there life he wanted to help learn and love all through the aspect of a normal way of being which would mean friendship.
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Post by Leon Yasuk on Feb 18, 2012 9:01:46 GMT -6
Leon stared long and hard at him, biting her lip. his aura was trying to push her's back. It almost seemed like it was trying to calm her. But her aura, as uncontrollable as it was, pushed against it, rebelling against its influence. It didn't like being forced back. After all, since she was dominated all her life, her aura learned to protect itself.
She stepped farther away from him, resting against the wall. At least here she would be safe. She could already feel her body weakening from his aura projecting itself. She was also starting to feel sick. A hand rested on is stomach, trying to calm it. It was twisting and turning and was causing her to feel extreme pain. She felt bile rise in her throat and she hunched over, spewing black ooze and blood on the ground. Her nose twisted in disgust and she looked at him weakly while wiping her mouth, "Even though you are trying to calm me, my body can't handle you projecting your aura like this..." She smiled gently, shaking her head, "I'm much more than just a mere devil, Sima. "
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