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  1. Dreamer

    Highway to Hell

    Dreamer had nodded to Sebastian in understanding. Perhaps she wasn't on guard this day, but instead able to make quick work out of scouting. Whatever they came across out in the jungle would surely please her. There was a calm about doing work, whether it was as mundane as building something to killing something. There was a way about doing so, and a way about enjoying what you did. The woman followed Sebastian and the others, starting their descent into the thick jungle. Good thing she had worn a tank top, the sweat was beginning to pearl against her forehead. When a break was called she hoisted the canteen of water she had to her full lips. Something distracted her, sharp noises not far off had made her stand in attention. For now she would have to rely on her katanas, something she hadn't really used in a while. Magic and illusions were more her style, creating weapons out of nothing and sending shadowed figures to decimate her enemies. However, the challenge was welcoming, she assumed she got a little rusty having relied on such things. An explanation was given of what kind of creatures these were. Burn looking, with such humidity in the air it was hard to fathom how they were. A horror movie seemed to entertain her thoughts. Just as she had imagined, displayed before her in broad daylight. Sebastian had lead them to the nest, which looked something like a dumpster fire, and smelled as such. Dreamer made quick movement of her hands, to those around her it would seem she was pulling over some kind of scarf. It wouldn't help much deeper in the cave, but it comforted her that at least she wasn't smelling all waste. The first couple came for Sebastian, and with quick movement he was able to keep them at bay. For those that slipped past, she eyed her 'co-workers' and began their defense. A small click was heard from her hilt, just as fast as the click had been heard had her sword not been plunged deeply into the creatures head. There didn't seem to be much of a skull. She was getting a feel for what they were like. One after another came, like zombies with rabies infused adrenaline. Head caved clean off of one, ribs shattered on another one, torso almost cut clean off. If she didn't feel the sweat before it was surely drenching her, the smell of rotting seemed almost normal at this point. However, she could feel the tiring of swinging so many times. The temptation to unleash a hoard herself crept in her mind. Her gray eyes darted to some of the scouts next to her, having heard one of them yelp she had become distracted for only a moment. One of the 'Salamanders' lunged at her, knocking one of her katanas to the side. The fleshly creature began trying to snap at her, pressing her down into the filth under her body. Dreamer growled and wrestled with the large creature until she could feel her muscles screaming. She drew in a calming breath, placing her hand upon the ribs of the monster. With one exhale a large black spike protruded from her palm, piecing through the creatures ribs like a kabob.
  2. Dreamer

    Sokui no Rei (Jigoku no Toshi)

    War, something she hadn't founded needed in the past. It wasn't until after the first invasion. Something had awoken inside of her, a primal instinct that had been locked away. Most of her life she had denied herself relief and freedom of self to quell her unwanted demon. Being a vampire was forced upon her, she was simply pulled into a life she wasn't given the choice to attend. Then she was criticized for being the creature she was, for drinking blood or even looking the way she did. In her own attempt she assumed it was only right that she created boundaries for other people's comfort and peace of mind. It wasn't until after the first invasion that she had been sitting in a pool of blood, laughing. A rush of adrenaline over took her body and mind. Feeling their bones crush under her inhuman strength. Warm liquid from their bodies leaving them and pouring all over the ground in a disturbing murder. When she saw him happy once again, when she saw the empire begin to build itself into the temple she stood in now, that is when she knew war was necessary. Just as can seem like destruction to those in its path, it also gave life to things that may otherwise be dead already. Katiya watched his face fall flat at her toast, perhaps his mind was not as hopeful as she had thought. Only after did he make a comment, to which she returned under her breath, "Nomagqe lae vi snack." The blonde simply nodded her head and the servant feverishly took their cups and left them to watch those entering the hall. The first person to appear was none other than his first born to Celine. Katiya stood to the side and watched as Koji scooped her in his arms, keeping both children close. Celine soon followed, Katiya held no emotions on her face, little did she move her head at the woman in greeting. There seemed to be a familiar presence outside, one she had the pleasure of knowing more intimately than most. It peaked her interest but she didn't feel the need to say anything. In time she would be sure to greet Gwen. Noi distracted her next, her fullness seemed to make her look rather irritated. Perhaps she was reading too much in to it, being pregnant wasn't something she had experienced, but most didn't seem thrilled. Both her and Celine made it clear they might not want any attention from her, so she did the same as she did for Celine. Even without the gesture returned. Maybe as things went on she would find some common ground with her sisters. Maybe it would break her. She wasn't entirely sure what she she was in for. One thing was for sure, she would not be idle and quiet. If she could not bare children, then she would be as a general would, assisting with tactics and furthering Koji's ambitions. What kind of leader she would be was entirely drawn upon her surroundings. Katiya had a strong will to adapt to situations she wasn't used to. Koji had ordered the entertainment promptly begin, Katiya simply watched what was to unfold next.
  3. Dreamer

    Light hearted, open ended, no rules RP [Closed]

    Hey just a heads up I just moved two states. I will be around after tues! With internet. 🙂
  4. Dreamer

    Nothing Funny About Veluriyam (Interest Check)

    Hey sorry if I don't reply right away. I will catch up. I just moved two states away. Interwebz comes on monday. 🙂
  5. Dreamer

    Light hearted, open ended, no rules RP [Closed]

    I'd like to join! Been trying to get my other character involved in stuff. Haven't really involved myself in other plots to begin with. Might as well try. 🙂
  6. Dreamer

    Highway to Hell

    Dreamer wasn't sure how she had landed here, work was work and she accepted what she could since coming to Valucre. Majority of her 'work' was dead bodies and hush money. Something she was rather skilled at accomplishing. With exception of the near death experiences, the scars that ravaged her body, and the amount of shit typically stacked against her. For now Terrenus would do, no one questioned where she came from, what she did, and what she was going to do. At least this way it was normal pay, and she could get by for now until she established some clientele. A few hours of shut eye left her with some rather vivid dreams of a past she barely knew. One gray eye opened, peering around at her surroundings before startling awake. No one who killed people ever really got a good night sleep. If they told you that, they were liars. Black tresses of hair had been riled into a rats nest and stuck to the side her mouth. While she had scars adorning her bare, toned arms, it seemed the largest exposed was actually on her face. The left side of her sun kissed face had a lovely X mark just under her eye. Dreamer leaned up from her cot. Someone noticing the woman would only see a human looking creature, thankfully her magic had sealed away what freaked people out. After brushing out her hair and slipping a clean black tank top on she soon made her way out to where all the voices were. Sebastian, the governor seemed to be announcing plans for the road they would be working on. She knew she was coming here with the thought of danger, it was a jungle after all. Dreamer leaned against the closest wall and continued to listen to his announcement. Team leaders? This sounded like some kind of summer camp follow the leader and do as I say. Half and half is what she signed up for, helping with the road and security. She didn't want to just go with security, seeing as how it would look suspicious anyways, scars and all. Not to mention the hidden assets she had. Scouting though, was something she found interesting enough to look into, at least to start off. She headed toward Sebastian and listened to what his plans were for doing so. After hearing him, she again changed her mind to guard, hoping to start there and work on going to scout. At least this way she could get a feel for what kind of enemies lay long the road and jungle. She wasn't paying too much attention to who was around her, it seemed a gaggle of women and a man murmuring to himself grabbed her attention for the moment. "Really?" said Zack in a dry tone as his eyes followed the group of women waltzing into the camp.
  7. Dreamer

    Sokui no Rei (Jigoku no Toshi)

    Katiya reached out and touched one of the hands cradling Akui. A fair amount weighed heavily after the Empresses death, she saw him slip just a little. Clearly agony had been saved for closed doors. Even an inch of humanity in the Heika would cast doubt upon his ambitions and goals. Katiya could remember asking him if he was uncertain and afraid so many months ago. The vampire recalled sitting in her room after their visit, sunset had cast upon her ruby eyes, turning them a brilliant red hue. She sat at the edge of her bed and thought long about what she was doing here. Still in harem garb and trying to work on being social with her sisters. Truth be told there were some months she doubted herself here. There was doubt in what she could give him, what she meant to him. He was like learning a whole new person than the young and careless one that dropped into her bar. Though having been with him, having seen the power exchange they gave each other, she enjoyed the shift. One thing was certain, she had come this far, experienced this much, and she wasn't going to give in to self doubt. Maybe it was the human side of her that was locked away many years ago. It reared its ugly head to taunt her once in a while. Typically she was sure of herself and lived with the consequences of her decisions. She is just, fair, and loyal, traits she held close. However, her severity was given when someone else's choices meant harming those close to her. No one would step over her, and she wasn't one for passive drama. When needed, she was cunning and willing to be a sociopath to get what needed to be done, done. Since she was undead, killing was also a part of her nature. As a natural hunter she didn't feel the need to kill without purpose, that purpose rested in his hands now. A vampire could be a loaded gun if held in the right hands. Koji had ensured that her future would look as he promised it, and she would do everything in her power to keep his dreams alive. "I'm glad to hear it, sia itov." She chirped in Draconic. The vampire peered to the side for a moment, without saying a word a near by servant bowed her head and hurried off. "I have no doubt Prince Akui is in good hands. I see the way you look at him, and you have dreams for him as well. Ones I'm sure you will accomplish together." Besides, Koji wasn't Xartia. Perhaps their nature was the same in ways, yet to her Koji seemed controlled and thoughtful by her observance. "He and his sister are the first of many successes you will achieve." Katiya knew another heir would be on the way soon. It wasn't long before the servant she had sent off returned with with a copper tray. Two small glasses and what looked like a sake bottle sat in the middle. The china was probably unfamiliar to him, something she had picked up while exploring the foundation outskirts. They looked hand painted with a blue dragon wrapping around them, he appeared to be eating his tail. Gold flecks scattered about the rims of the china as though they were chipped by accident. "Perhaps we can kill a little time." The servant poured two small glasses, Katiya nodded to her and took them between her fingers. She knew he could hold Akui in one arm and grab the small cup from her. She waited for his shift or need of her if it happened that way. After that she carefully handed him a glass. "A toast, to us, to this moment, to whatever the future lays before us. Know that I will do anything and everything to fulfill my duties with absolution. There is no doubt in my mind. May you, my sisters, and our empire continue to prosper." Katiya lifted her glass to him and took a sip of hers. A small laughter escaped her, "Suppose a small drink couldn't hurt, we'll save the rest for later." Of course she was referring to their consumption at the bath house. There was stirring not far off in the halls, it distracted her for a second before looking toward him and Akui. Should he drink the cup offered, she would take his own cup and place it next to hers. @Twitterpated
  8. Dreamer

    Nothing Funny About Veluriyam (Interest Check)

    Fairly new, but is this still open?
  9. Dreamer

    Sokui no Rei (Jigoku no Toshi)

    A Cheshire grin spread across her lips upon hearing him speak a familiar tongue. "Dosst ooble'zhah inbauin alur." She coyly replied. Katiya had remained a loner in the empire, though she didn't feel as though her concubine sisters disliked her. They hardly knew a thing about her, which did make her feel a little uneasy. There would be so many rumors, so much wonder as to how the undead concubine would come to be Empress. Unlike her predecessor she was not of the normal, functioning living. Maybe one day it would be explained, or perhaps it would be locked away between the two of them. Either way, he had made his decision, and no matter what, she stood by it as she did when she accepted his hand so long ago. Before answering Koji she took a glimpse around the throne room. She had always appreciated the aesthetic of the palace. The richness of the dark redwood that curved into intricate designs. Large floors of dark stone, that while seemed mismatched to a degree, fit as though it were marble. Just as sophisticated as the silks they wore were the ones that decorated their beds. Katiya had taken a decent amount of time in the weaponry room, the soldiers thought her peculiar for a concubine. However she merely admired, along with found great pleasure in pursuing the use of such items. Most of all, being out and about in the Empire itself, gave her joy. The thriving city had much to explore, and the people worked hard to start something new for themselves. A new beginning, a different chance at a life she hadn't imagined for herself. A life with someone she could say she trusted. Katiya moved slowly until she were a bird near Koji's shoulder. Ruby eyes cast upon Akui, she took in his small features. He was clearly in Koji's likeness, along with the previous Empress. She softly smiled in his direction and took a moment to admire the silence before celebration would throw them into blooming ceremony and celebration. Katiya then turned her head to Koji, "Hopeful." @Twitterpated
  10. Dreamer

    Sokui no Rei (Jigoku no Toshi)

    It had been weeks since he uttered the words. Even longer since they had been at the bath house getting acquainted with each other once again. At first she was in shock, not only had the Empress died and left their first born Akui alone, Koji had decided her place in the empire. Right beside him. The last couple of years flew through her mind. The Halo, his father, the Empress, as well as their fleeting time together. While promises were usually broken in her eyes, Koji's were absolute. His promises were unbreakable and unbending when his mind was made up. The other thing she recognized was that he had come back to her. He came back to get what he wanted, and she still couldn't fathom why it was her. The vampire did not ask about his late Empress. Despite the fact that she was not fond of Koji choosing her to come along on their journey, she could not hold a grudge against the dead. Nor did she find it tasteful to speak ill of the first Akui's mother, when soon she might be taking over her duties. When he had time, Katiya would catch him holding the bundle. Clearly he would make a diligent father even with his status. His children would not have a falter of affection. While she could not produce offspring the traditional way, each of his children would become her own in some way. There was a comfort in that, and a comfort in him not expecting that from her. Much more than children was the empire she would help oversee. There were responsibilities that she would have to pick up quickly. However, that didn't deter her in the least. She had been used to helping raise armies with a stern fist. For she knew that the Emperor’s goal was to extend the empire and continue to build upon the structure that already lay ground work. --- All night she lay still on the small cushion keeping her pressed hair off the ground. Blonde locks had been brushed, mangled, pulled and oiled until they lay in perfect traditional coils around her head. Everything felt like a blur at the moment. She could see herself standing in the mirror. Her slender, porcelain frame, naked against the backdrop of vibrant colors her room had. Servants went whizzing by and she listened to their commands like a doll. Lifting her arms up, turning, putting them down again. Layers upon layers of silk and linen tied against her body. 'Kosode' Katiya began recalling the layers of the junihitoe in her head as they were put on her. 'Nagabakama, hitoe, itsutsuginu, uchiginu, uwagi, karaginu, finally, mo.' The last bits of formal jewelry were placed on her head and in her hair. Make up had been applied though she didn't need much. Another look in the mirror, and the weight of the heavier garb made her pause. Katiya admired the delicate colorful silks and embroidered plants, flowers, even animals that climbed along her frame. Having not admitted it to herself before, she could now in silence. She wanted to be here. The doors to the throne room opened for her. It felt like a long distance to reach him and Akui. Katiya matched Koji in expression, there was none on her own face, at least not until she finally reached the Emperor and prince. Her head delicately dipped along with part of her body in greeting. "Good evening, Emperor." She smirked. @Twitterpated
  11. Dreamer

    Sakura Onsen Sento: Open for Business

    Had anyone asked him what he feared? What did he and the Empress talk about anyways? "You fear not having a purpose." She supposed it was a legitimate fear. Katiya had floated through life like a leaf, wherever it took her, she went. Being turned was the only thing that made her examine her life. What she had wanted was something simple, at least in the beginning. Become a bar owner, live a life rural and keep to herself since she had tried to not bite anyone. Kat shook her head at him, "No, I don't think I would laugh. Though I don't think a simple life suits you, not after that last statement anyways." She listened as he continued on about one of the sisters and a new land that could be of great use to them. The rest she wondered if he was assuring himself that his goal would become real if it were out in the open. Maybe he was nervous to admit that failure could happen, or the very thought would float away if it were said. She poured herself another glass and watched him. One of the things she noticed she liked about Koji was his voice, it was calming even when he was talking as though he was in a speech. It fit him, she smiled. "I'm thankful I got your attention as is, you're a busy man and we have alot to accomplish. Though I am alone most of the time, I'm comforted knowing that things are progressing. I'm comforted knowing that you made time, that the kingdom is thriving. Whatever you need I am here, you can at least count on that continuing." Kat put her glass down and wrapped her arms around him again, she kissed his forehead. "For now, we can enjoy that there is no goal, and no one to tell us what we should be doing." @Twitterpated
  12. Dreamer

    Sakura Onsen Sento: Open for Business

    “I suppose it is an obsolete term under those conditions.” Katiya laughed, tipping her glass back. Here he had put his..well, what were considered his emotions on a platter. Yet the feeling was still robotic. They had come in carriage barely looking at one another, barely having spoken to each other after she took her place in the line of concubine. Yet, she wasn’t expecting to much, she didn’t pine for his attention, nor did she crawl over another girl to produce his first child. She was free of those kinds of duties, so clearly she was here for another reason. “What do you fear? What do you currently fear on a human level I should ask. Kingdom, women, things of that nature. I feel like your fear hails from not being in control.” Koji, as she had come to know him, had things in a particular order. He must have feared that things would eventually get out of line. After all they were waging war on those around them. Did internal betrayal reside in the Emperor? Ruby eyes watched him for a moment, “What’s next in your world? You have a child on the way, an Empress, generals to oversee an army, those who keep track and create such.” She rolled her eyes and smirked, thinking about the nights she had spent with fearless men waiting to receive the kiss of death. They suffered greatly for a few days, but she was pleased with her products. Kat was distant with her sisters, she respected their space. They did not welcome someone undead with welcoming arms and seemed to constantly watched their backs. For her own sake she didn’t want to disrupt the balance of peace. Their romp with the two women earlier was welcoming, it was truly a different world than the one she would expect from the other concubine. The vampire waited for his answers, taking small sips of her brew every so often. She wanted to know everything, his fears, his dreams, his desires, what made him, him, now. @Twitterpated
  13. Dreamer

    The Atrium of Lights

    ((Editing later. Was informed about an event)) "Dreamer." She smiled at Oxidus, finally responding back to him with her name. The demon watched as Lapelle responded rather dryly to the person that had delivered an extravagant message. Just by her reaction, Dreamer noted that she probably didn't care about it at all. Maybe she had mistook the elf. There was a sense of air about them that called for extravagance whenever she saw them, therefore she assumed they liked that kind of attention. Lapelle seemed more annoyed than thankful. It was then that Dreamer started to wonder if what she had said was offensive to her. Gray eyes wandered back to Oxidus, "Maybe we should go after her?" "I think our link to finding out what this whole thing is about, just wandered off." She turned and tugged at his arm, "Seems we are already on an adventure, care to find out more?" With that she turned, setting her glass down on the next table she saw. The demon scanned the crowd for the elf again, and then she looked back to see if the tall man was following. Dreamer tended to have a curiosity about her. Having squashed the fun Lapelle was having she wanted to make it up to her, maybe the three of them could have some good conversation, and that wasn't worth losing in a city she knew no one. "Oxidus, your own horns, they are really colorful. Can I ask where you come from?" She smiled at continued to walk at a fairly fast pace. As they neared the outside they found themselves in yet another crowd readying themselves for the parade. It was there that she spotted the woman, but she had no name to call out so she could get her attention. The demon pursed her lips and snorted it annoyance. Not something she was looking to do in a crowd but she had to try something. A black mist appeared in the woman's right hand, she let it drift off through the air. It slithered through the crowd like a cold breeze until it met Lapelle's arm, it then looked like a ribbon squeezing her arm and pulling it backward so she would have to look back. If she did she would find the demon and maybe Oxidus staring at her. Dreamer smirked, wondering if it worked. In her mind, if Lapelle was important enough to get invited to meet high people from this place, then she knew more than she was letting on when she appeared before the two of them. They knew nothing, therefore she might have found solace that they didn't question her authority. But when the invitation appeared, maybe she felt outed. @Jotnotes @Laughingmad
  14. Dreamer

    Sakura Onsen Sento: Open for Business

    Katiya lifted her head from the side of the tub and watched him for a moment, her arm lifting so her hand could catch the side of her face. Ruby eyes watched, and she listened intently to see what answers he had to her overly girly questions. Women thought with emotions, which sometimes got them in trouble when in a position of power. Kat had to remind herself of that many times in order to make split decisions that grasped on her being precise. There was a moment of dissatisfaction she had even uttered those questions, however there was also a moment she knew she could get back to where she wanted to be. The vampire was still drunk on blood, sex, and pleasure that the world had to offer her. A toothy grin began to form on the sides of her mouth, her bright red eyes searched him for a moment before replying. "I'm sorry, I phrased what I said rather inarticulate." Katiya moved away from the water, there was a bottle of red wine calling her name not far off. Considering their arrangements earlier booze was certainly a part of the equation, and well needed afterward. The pale woman watched as the liquid filled to the middle, and then repeated the process in another glass. She carefully wandered back over and set a glass next to Koji. She tipped her glass to her full lips, tasting the delicious liquid. "My mind became jumbled after sex." She murmured down to him before sitting next to him once again, her legs dipping in to the warm water. She could guess that the last harem member he mentioned was already carrying his child. With good reason, she could give him land and children, somewhat of an inconvenience for her. Yet, Kat would not allow herself to compare to her, she was death, she could raise an army for him, conquer whatever land he wanted. She knew he needed heirs to continue his work, true, blood heirs. Some of her wondered what kind of father he was going to be like, considering his own. "You and I." To answer his last question honestly. She took another drink and thought about the day he left, the rage she felt. For awhile before he arrived she was perfectly find with casual sex, a small bit of dating and then leaving, whether it was her choice or theirs. One man offered her his blood, pleading that she was binding herself to a life of suffering because she refused to bite anyone. Koji seemed very sincere with his reply to her before the question, and he did come back for her, there was something that dragged him back to the Halo to get her. Whether it was his previous form still pulling at his heart string or not, he still came through. "My world...before you, consisted of casual hookups, fleeting relationships, defensive practices that ensured I had no responsibility." The vampire placed her glass down and slid back in to the water like a snake, with exception she was sliding her legs over him, to straddle him casually. "I was not expecting my red string to hook on to someone again. My string was broken and my fate was sealed to solitary confinement, or so I thought, until some kid walked in and made me pay attention to something other than myself. Even briefly I couldn't get him out of my head, I didn't want anything else." She pursed her lips. "And yet, he left, and came back. I find myself feeling the pull to be myself once again, creating a reality where I can give you power and lust and leave the responsibility of love to someone else. Because it feels easy, because I am not in pain. My string is absolute, it is in your hands." Her voice seemed to break a little at the last part, having not wanted to choke such a sentence out since it was one of her deeper thoughts. "I love the taste the world has to offer, and I do not fully believe we do not fall for others personalities considering circumstances." Kat reached for her glass and smiled a little, she leaned to the side of his right ear. "Still doesn't make it any less scary when you find one at least." She kissed his cheek. @Twitterpated
  15. Dreamer

    The Atrium of Lights

    "Hm?" As she was enjoying her small meal she was caught off guard by a voice that came from behind. When the demon managed to turn around her eyes began to linger upward at the very tall looking creature. He had horns like herself, yet they were multicolored and coiled around. One of the waiters came around, smiling at her and delivering the whiskey she had asked for earlier. Dreamer nodded in his direction, smelling the wood the amber color liquid had aged in. "Old oak barrels are the best for a great smokey taste to the whiskey." She bowed her head to the man as acknowledgement, "Nice to meet you--" Just as she was about to say her name she heard another voice come from the side. This one, more delicate and French. The demon saw that she held two more glasses than her own, she smiled at her and the man she had just started conversing with. She tipped back her glass and finished the whiskey, placing it on a passing tray to accept what the high elf had to offer. "Of course, you offer such an enticing pleasure how could we resist?" The smile turning to a grin. Since coming to the city she had been interested in the various creatures that called this place home. Though she had noticed some of the stares she got were not as kind to her as she had hoped. Turning to one more entering the budding conversation the demon watched as the brightly colored woman began speaking with the elven looking woman. Dreamer's eyes turned her and then the very tall man, waiting for the 'invitation' to be delivered. They seemed rather eccentric, people she didn't mix well with, usually. Dreamer sipped on the champagne that was given to her, "Don't let us stop you, seems you have been noticed with great honor." She smirked to Lapelle, wondering what kind of decision the high elf would make. Meanwhile her vision cast upon the taller man, "And yes, conversation would be good as I know barely a thing about this place or the festival." @Jotnotes @Laughingmad @Grubbistch
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