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| A Brush with Death; Yaksha | |
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| Topic Started: Sun Apr 26, 2009 8:18 pm (209 Views) | |
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Sun May 3, 2009 1:06 am Post #16 |
 
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Yaksha rose a hand towards Nia in a lazy welcome, and then nodded to Rhigose. "Let's go inside, we can talk in there." At this, the shorter man flashed a sharp grin, turning away and speaking in a chilly voice, one that seemed to tinkle with frost at the very edges. "You never cease to amaze me, Yaksha. Everytime I think you can't get any grander, you somehow do it anyways!" He shook his head, giving a laugh that seemed to make the air around him colder. He strode towards the door again, opening it with a hard shove, and then winking at Nia. "I'd come in if I were you. This guy has to been seen to be beleived." Inside, the place was furnished quite neatly, albeit dusty, and the air was slightly stale. Yaksha shook his head, and then waved a hand around. "I never really find time to clean or to make this place seem liveable. Always busy, always someone or something to do." He turned now, his head cocked in the way that showed genuine curiosity. "Tell me, Nia, dear. What are you? You're not like any living creature I've ever met, but you don't seem to be undead, either." |
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| Nia | Mon May 4, 2009 11:09 pm Post #17 |
 
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She closed her eyes for a moment and breathed out. Hopefully there would not be too many people around. She didn't like dealing with too many people when she got tired. Her second wind would come soon though and that would mean that she should go hunting before she got mean. She made her way into the building and winkled her noise a bit. The place reminded her of an old cave where something had gone to die, and then something had found the corpse and dragged it off so something else could come there to die. It was rather quiet so far though, so she let herself relax a bit. Nia brushed her hair back over her shoulder before settling her gaze on Yaksha. "I am an Ice Maiden, also known as a Yuki-onna or a Koorime. Some call me an Ice Demon, but I have never seen, let alone come from the Abyss so many foolish beings who call me a demon have swarn to send me back to. How can you go back to a place you have never been?" ((OOC: so short!  ))
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Tue May 5, 2009 3:56 pm Post #18 |
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Yaksha stared at her calmly as her words issued. He spoke with a cool tone that betrayed no emotion, but Rhigose could be seen leering at her behind him. "Gods, Yaksha. What is it with you and women? Do you just have some magnetic attration that makes them-" Yaksha rose a hand quickly, his bony fingers waggling. "None of that today, Rhigose. Nia has a lot of potential as an apprentice. She's not just some plaything for you to enjoy staring at." He turned his head to Rhigose, and the dragon's face grew pale as Yaksha looked at him. "Are we clear? You don't treat Nia as eye candy, and I don't treat you as an experiment." Rhigose sneered at him, but finally gave a curt nod. "I'll never understand you, but I'll take your word for it. I'll be a gentleman." He turned to Nia now, giving an attempt at a kind smile. "So, you're an ice demon. Well, that's a coincidence." His eyes sparkled their steely blue, and his teeth seemed to grow sharper every second. "I'm an ice dragon." |
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| Nia | Tue May 19, 2009 2:57 am Post #19 |
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She looked around the place rather disproving of it's bad maintenance with a cold glance. Yaksha had, no doubt, never cleaned a place before so it would be imposable for him to know the proper instructions to give a minion of his to do the job. She had for the most part been ignoring the other man, that was until he mentioned he was an ice dragon. Nia trained her pure ice blue orbs on Rhigose. A wicked grin crossed her face. She walked over to where Yaksha and Rhigose stood keeping her gaze on the dragon. "Ice Dragon, huh?" Her eyes seemed to grow with a deep inner glow. "We might have to play a little later... if you're up to it." She shrugged then, turning away and wandering over to the other side of the room and wrinkling her nose at the amount of dust in this place. it needed a good airing out. If she was going to learn magic here, even something as useful as minions, the environment was going to have to be changed. She spun around to look at Yaksha, her fingers lacing behind her back, causing her shoulders to roll back just enough to pop her back. [color=skyblue}"You don't seem to have too much to talk about and in all truth I'm a bit peckish."[/color] |
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Tue May 19, 2009 5:16 pm Post #20 |
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Rhigose laughed richly as Nia spoke to him, and then leaned against a wall. "And what exactly does a Yuki-onna do for fun, praytell? The closest I've seen any demon get to 'fun' was wanton slaughter and taking people away for gods know what." Yaksha's voice rose sharply from the other side of the room, tempered with the slightest laugh. "I'm plenty of fun, you overgrown popsicle. Stop giving her ideas." Rhigose shrugged, and then winked at her. "I'll be awaiting your invitation with baited breath." He closed his eyes, breathing slower as he leaned against the wall. Yaksha shook his head, gently wiping down several windows with a rag. The sun began to stream inside, cutting through the gloom. "I'm always busy with something or someone, and my undead minions are really only good with the simplest of jobs. If I asked one to clean a window, they'd knock it out and then walk all over the shards." He shrugged, now moving to another window as he began to hum. "It'd be nice if someone could give me a hand. But as Rhigose says...'I'm a dragon, not a feather duster'." |
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| Nia | Tue May 19, 2009 6:57 pm Post #21 |
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Nia crossed her arms and looked about the room, then she left, walking right for the front door, which she opened and left that way as she walked back down the main hall. Reaching the far end she lifted her hand in the air and her staff appeared in a flurry of snow. Without a single word, she planted her feet shoulder length apart and held her staff up in the air, almost reaching the ceiling with it. The space was more confined then she would like but it mattered little. She closed her eyes to limit her distractions and crossed her left arm over her right, causing her staff to slowly spin in a large and slow circle in front of her, her sense of area was good enough that she didn't hit anything with her staff as it moved. A slightly cold breeze started to come from where Nia stood, causing her hair to shift loosely in the air. The strength of the breeze slowly picked up as storm clouds began to gather outside. The breeze quickly became a wind, but didn't become powerful enough to even lift all of Nia's hair off her shoulders. It did however fill room after room, stirring up the dust and other debris from neglect. Each room ended up with a small dust-devil in it, a small cyclone of slightly chilled air that gathered up everything. Then, Nia's eyes opened and all the dust-devils shifted, swarming the hallway in whistling catastrophe waiting to happen. She held her staff out directly in front of her and all the little dust and debris collectors were cast out the open door. Seeing a random leaf floating down, that managed to evade her wind after being caught in a rafter, she shifted her weight and held out her hand below it. She gave a soft breath and it spiraled out the door too. Nia then closed her hand and gave it a tug back towards her. Outside a gust of wind caught the door and slammed it shut. She looked back in the living room with a grin, her hair setting back against her shoulders as she leaned on her staff. "Doubt even a feather duster could do that." |
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Tue May 19, 2009 7:30 pm Post #22 |
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Yaksha raised an eyebrow, but began to clap slowly. "It seems our little ice maiden has a few tricks of her own. Thank you very much, you just saved me hours of cleaning." He clapped his hands together once more, oddly happy now. "Now, you said you were hungry, didn't you? So why don't we go get you something to eat? I could go for something, too..." As he spoke, he turned away, gliding through a doorway into a large room, decorated quite sparishly. Rhigose followed silently, his lips a bitter slash. In the corner, nearly 20 corpses stood, in various forms of decay. He walked among them several times, looking at them carefully before selecting one. As he lay his hand on it, he began to murmur arcane words once more, causing it to twitch as dark tendrils ran from his arm across its body. Within seconds, the body had risen, slouching forward just slightly. The form was that of a young woman, perhaps in her mid to late twenties, her raven black hair beginning to tatter in places. Her skin was pale, and the sickeningly sweet stench of decompostion rose off of her with every step she made. Yaksha looked at her with something between concern and distaste, and shook his head. "Oh, this is bad. I didn't expect her to be in such bad shape." He pushed her head up carefully, watching it lol back as she looked at the ceiling. The cause for her slouch was made obvious as her hair cascaded back. Her thin silk shirt worked only to accentuate her considerable bosom, leaving little to the imagination. Rhigose's eyes grew wide as he looked at her, his voice coming out hardly above a mutter. "Good lord, Yaksha. You know how to pick them, don't you?" The undead swivelled towards his voice, her head snapping forward and her lips peeling back as she let out a loud hiss. Yaksha's hand came down now, silencing her mid-screech. "Calm down, calm down. Yes, I know that her clothing isn't ideal, but she won't really be leaving the house." He snapped his fingers in front of her face, causing her to look up at him with a dim obedience. He waved a hand around the room, grabbing her shoulder and gently guiding her into the living room as he enuncuated clearly. "No one but me and these two are to enter. Kill on sight." She stared at Yaksha for several minutes, before nodding hard enough to make her head loll back once more. Yaksha shook his head, gently pushing it forward and then gesturing to the door. "Where to, Nia? I wouldn't presume to know what you like to eat." |
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| Nia | Tue May 19, 2009 7:46 pm Post #23 |
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Nia was glad she had come here. Decomposition of bodies was not something she normally dealt with. She would have to find a way to preserve them once she had her own minions. It wouldn't do to have them leaving their body parts about the place. She shrugged at Yaksha's question. "I normally hunt on my own, but if you wish to be social about it we can go to a city perhaps. I haven't seen any to note, but I have heard of one that flies." A frown crossed her face. "Now what was it called..." She remembered it having something to do with water even though it was a floating city. She bit her bottom lip as she tried to recall the name. |
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Tue May 19, 2009 8:40 pm Post #24 |
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Yaksha chuckled wryly, wrapping his arm around Nia's cold waist and drawing her close. "It's called Cascadia. And judging by the fact you said hunt, I imagine what you eat isn't steak and eggs." He shook his head, gesturing Rhigose ahead. "It's probably fastest if he gives us a ride there. Then we can find you some food." Rhigose shrugged at this, already pushing off the wall and heading for the hallway leading outside. His voice rang back, softly spiteful. "You do know I don't give out free rides, Yaksha. This is going to cost you." Yaksha sighed, his voice tinged with annoyance. "Yes, I know, Rhigose. I'll think of something after we've had some food." He turned to Nia now, giving a wan smile. "It's not easy having to deal with undead every day, Nia. Many of them are dumb as dirt, and it's harder to relate to living people every day. I'm immortal, Nia. In a couple thousand years, I'll be one of the few things still here since then. Most humans are lucky to be 100, most elves are lucky to get to 600 or 700. I could live forever if I was lucky. And who cares about something that will be gone in a mere few hundred years?" His smile was tired and weak, and his eyes seemed almost dimmer as he spoke. "It's hard, living forever and knowing everything you care about will crumble as you watch. So I try not to care most of the time. I try to keep others away from me. But that just leaves me with my undead...and as you saw, they're hardly that lasting either." |
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| Nia | Tue May 19, 2009 9:25 pm Post #25 |
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As soon as he said the name, she knew it was the right one. She wrinkled her noise at the mention of stake and eggs though. She didn't eat what her food ate, that was ridiculous. When he started speaking about the ages of beings the first thought that came to mind was, 'they won't live that long if I can help it.' Though she didn't say a word in regards to that. "That just means you need to find things that last longer. Not everything is short-lived. Don't worry about that which you can't do anything about anymore then you would worry about the change in seasons." She said, looking up at him, before slipping down the hall after the ice dragon. If they were flying there under someone else's power than she wasn't going to miss the opportunity. A lady of course would never tell her age, but she honestly had never bother keeping track of the days needed to track months, needed to track years. She went by seasons sometimes, but as they were different depending where she was. If it wasn't within the past few years then time made no difference to her. The coming and passing of humans was no more important to her then the life cycle of an insect was to a human. Knowing Yaksha wasn't so fragile as a human made her glad he was the one teaching her more about undead. Last thing she needed was to wander of for who knows how long only to come back and find him gone. ((OOC: new topic?)) |
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